When I was in a hurry to turn around, Qiao smiled over her mouth and smiled at the paper man who brought me the wine to drink.

“Brother, don’t you know that Mr. Lang can’t drink?”Coincidentally whispered.

“Men cannot drink.”The black-faced paperman said a little unsatisfied.

"Since the girl has said so, let us not force it."The paperman next to him whispered.

When he heard the paper man next to him, the black-faced paperman no longer spoke.

I was slightly relieved, but before that breath was over, the paper man's eyes were staring, "How do I feel that this brother has a smell of a living person in me."

I was surprised, looking at the past with coincidence, the face of the coincidence became a little heavy, and the strange atmosphere spread in an instant.

"Just kidding, you're scaring the two of you."The paperman laughed.

“Li, I love to laugh.”Coincidentally rolled a white eye and said.

I wiped the cold sweat of the mountain on my forehead, and Qiao followed the five paper people to say some words, and stood up to take me away.

I followed behind the coincidence, turned to look behind me, found that the five paper people were still talking, my heart slightly relieved.

Qiao took me to a room, looking at the paper man who saved my life, my heart was very nervous.

“How can a paper man live, and what’s going on?”I said it.

“Paper, you know?”Qiao whispered to me.

I shook my head and never heard of it.

"Even if the ghost is attached to the paper man, some ghosts can't take anything, but if they are attached to the paper man, they can take something they can't take."Qiao said.

I guessed that the five paper people must have been possessed by ghosts, but I was still a little surprised to know from the mouths of others.

Looking at the paper person in front of me, I thanked her for saving me.

He shook his head and looked at me with some pity. "It's like that."

I looked at Qiao puzzled and casually asked, “What is it like?”

“Like your uncle.”When he spoke softly, when he spoke of my uncle, Qiao’s eyes were a little dimmer.

I was surprised that I knew my uncle, and I hurriedly asked about my uncle.

"All the traces left by your uncle are on the third floor, and your uncle knows that you will definitely come here, so he let me wait for you here and let me help you."Qiao's soft voice.

I was shocked to look at Qiao, my uncle already knew that I came to 12 households, this is simply impossible, I remembered that Li killed pigs and said that my uncle had a nickname called Xiao Zhuge, and my uncle really had such a ability to calculate me to 12 households.

“How do you know and why are you helping me?”I said doubtfully.

"I'm a picture of your uncle, your uncle lived here for six years, and in these six years, your uncle told me something."Qiao whispered.

I don't believe it, looking at Qiao, a picture of my uncle, which is too fake, how can a painting have a soul.

Qiao looked at the expression I did not believe, and explained it to me again, and I understood this explanation, it turned out that my uncle had transferred the soul of Qiao in the painting.

I just wanted to say something, and Qiao shook his head at me, asked me to say it again, pointing to the third floor and letting me go up.

The old man asked me not to go into the third floor, for the strange old man's words, I still have some belief in my heart, before and in the words of Mo words outside, we saw the strangeness of the third floor, if you go into the third floor, it must be dangerous.

“Don’t you believe me?”I looked at myself as I walked into the third floor.

"Where's the word, I want to go with her."I whispered.

"That demon, go up with her, she's going to harm you."Coincidentally said smoldered.

How can I be a demon, I want to go to Mo Yan, but I have not yet taken a step, coincidentally looked at me coldly, pushed me up the stairs, "You better believe me, what your uncle left, only you know, others can't know, the third floor of the map, you have to get it."

After saying this sentence, Qiao went directly, I looked towards the third floor, I had some tangled in my heart, I wanted to believe Qiao's words, and I wanted to find ink words.

But after thinking about it for a while, I still decided to go to the third floor to see, if I wanted to kill me, I could kill me anywhere, and I couldn't go to the third floor.

I walked toward the third floor, and when I went to the third floor, the third floor lights snapped and suddenly turned on.

The sudden opening of the light frightened me very lightly, looking at the past on the third floor, this look, I did not see any strangeness, on the contrary, the third floor is very warm, there is no such cold cold.

I slowly walked up to the third floor, carefully on the third floor, and suddenly I saw a map on the wall, but the map was only a small half, but on this small and half map, I saw the two words of Khitan.

Looking at the map, I didn't find anything, and when I remembered the words of coincidence, I reached out and got the map on the wall.

The map on the wall had just been taken by me, and suddenly a clattering sound sounded, and the stone wall in front of me retreated back, and I took the map and hurried back to the body.

When the stone wall completely receded, the light bulb on the top of my head immediately exploded into pieces, and I fell into darkness.

I was startled by this sudden bursting of the light bulb, hastily pulled out the flashlight, looked at the back stone wall, the more I looked at my heart, the more I looked at my heart.

Under the back stone wall, a body was exposed, which was wrapped in white cloth and only exposed to the head, because time had passed, the body had become a corpse.

I don't know who the body is, but the more I look at the body, the more I see a bad feeling, I step by step toward the body, I see the body next to the small book.

I wiped the cold sweat on my forehead, and now my nerves have been strained to the extreme, and I can make a sound out of any way, and I may be scared to death.

There was no movement on the third floor, and I got half of the little map called Khitan, which had almost become several pieces, and now it was only a quarter, or even a quarter, in my hand.

I sat down and took my hand and sat down on the ground and took a closer look.

The more I looked at my heart, the more I was shocked, and I saw the end, so scared that I almost threw the little book down.

The contents of the book are the four uncles, the uncle died 6 years ago, he did not walk out of 12 households, but died in 12 households...