Chapter 812 (1/2)

Seeing angel disappeared in the lower stairs, DURU hesitated to keep up.

However, at this time, DURU felt a cold wind blowing in from the door, which made him shiver.

”You'd better follow.” DURU's teeth trembled. At least he followed Lord pat. His safety should be guaranteed.

Dulu kept his head down and followed angel's pace.

The stairwell was dark, but unexpectedly there was no dust, but there was a faint smell of potion in the air, which made Dulu very uncomfortable... He always felt that the strong smell of potion seemed to cover up some other flavors.

Dada dada——

All the way down.

Fluorspar emitted a faint green light, shining on the endless staircase. DURU felt as if he were walking towards a ladder to hell. Every step I take, I feel my heart tremble.

”My Lord, why does this basement smell so strong?” DURU looked straight ahead.

”Because...” angel paused and looked back.

DURU did not know why angel suddenly stopped and continued to ask, ”what is it?”

Angel's eyes narrowed slightly and said with a light smile, ”because the following used to be the medical room of this orphanage.”

DURU curled his lips. He felt that angel was fooling him. Imagine, which orphanage will build the medical room underground?

They continued to walk down for about a minute. DURU hugged his arms and trembled: ”how do you feel colder and colder? There is wind blowing in all directions.”

Angel said casually, ”it's probably a draught.”

Fooling me again. Is the draught blowing in all directions? DURU wanted to vomit, but he was now cold and he did not want to make complaints about the heat in the loose body.

And the lower it goes, the colder it is. Didn't you say the medical room? It feels like an ice cellar.

Another cold wind blew, blowing goose bumps on DURU's back. In a trance, DURU seemed to hear a clear laughter. From the sharpness of the laughter, it seemed that a child was laughing?

DURU recalled that song had said before that the surrounding residents heard children's laughter from time to time and moved out of the alley in order to protect themselves.

The laughter he heard just now, shouldn't it be those evil spirits that harm people?

”Lord pat, are there really evil spirits here?” DURU asked again, trembling.

”Don't worry, there won't be any.” Angel said, ”if you don't believe it, look back.”

DURU didn't turn around for a moment. He didn't understand why Angel wanted him to turn back when he said there was no evil spirit. His thinking logic didn't keep up, but his muscle memory subconsciously made him go too far.

Then drew drew a pair of eyes again.

Dark eyes, without any waves, are like a pool of stagnant water.

DURU took a breath and wanted to scream, but his throat seemed frozen. He could only retreat again and again. Finally, he retreated to the edge of the wall and kept panting.

It was also at this time that Trudeau felt his lost voice coming back slowly. He trembled and whispered, ”Lord pat... Yes...”

Before he could say the word ”ghost”, he heard angel's voice.

”A boring ordinary soul, which scares you?”

DURU turned his head and looked at angel. Angel had come to the end of the basement, leaned against a closed door and said quietly to him.

A boring ordinary soul? DURU smacked the words and looked again at the owner of the eyes that had just frightened him.

It was a seven or eight year old boy dressed in gray rags, pale and calm. Those dark eyes can't see good and evil, only endless indifference.

His figure is somewhat ethereal and vaguely transparent.

DURU remembered that when angel gave him the soul and the dead, he said that the expression of the dead was basically vicious and ferocious, and the boy's soul in front of him did not have the color of resentment, which was indeed in line with the characteristics of the soul.

”Even the soul is scary.” DURU retorted weakly.

”Would you feel better if I told you that this little guy has been following you since you came downstairs?” Angel squinted.

DURU was stunned and recalled the dark wind when he came downstairs... He thought very afraid.

At the thought of an unknown soul following him silently, DURU felt cold. No wonder Lord pat suddenly stopped talking when he looked back. Did he see the soul behind him?!