"It's so dark, why turn off the flashlight?".
"We don't need to go in, just look outside, don't scare us.".
The security guards panicked for a moment and started whispering to each other.
The head of security waved hard at them, and a few people went to the back and turned on their flashlights.
The people standing in front reluctantly turned off their flashlights, and after the blinding light disappeared, they suddenly saw something floating in the middle of the kiln.
"Ugh--!!!".
Someone was about to shout, but someone next to them covered their mouth.
Everyone watched the thing floating in the kiln with fear. Their legs were weak, and they moved closer step by step.
The warning tape was still some distance from the kiln, and they couldn't see it very clearly.
The atmosphere suddenly quieted down, with only a few slight sounds of clothes rubbing, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.
Everyone's heart was about to jump out of their chest.
They stared at the kiln without blinking.
That's right, the candle was really floating in the air, and the flame was constantly shaking with the surrounding airflow.
"A candle, floating in the air.".
"Isn't that candle... the candle that disappeared in the stairs?".
The candles in the stairs are all this kind of short, thick white candles. If used well, they can be very romantic, but if used poorly, it creates this kind of graveyard-like atmosphere.
In the darkness, a white candle stood in the very center of the kiln.
A gust of cold wind blew past the back of everyone's necks. They all felt a chill down their backs, the cold sweat was blown dry, and the clothes on their backs were sticking to their skin.
It was too scary.
Just as they were about to use their flashlights to take a closer look at the candle.
They heard a loud "creak--" sound.
These people were already in a state of extreme panic, and when they heard this sound, everyone closed their eyes instantly, afraid that opening their eyes would reveal a white-haired female ghost with a ferocious face standing in front of them.
"Crackling ~ la". In the sound of a burst, many people dropped the flashlights in their hands. Some people not only closed their eyes tightly, but also covered their ears tightly with both hands.
They were afraid of hearing ghost screams or something.
Hatake Satoru held a candle in one hand and the opened secret passage in the ground in the other.
He looked at the group of strong men in front of him, whose faces were almost tearful from being frightened by this little sound, and couldn't help but chuckle.
"Puchi.".
Then he jumped down directly into the secret passage, while the candle remained on the ground.
The people standing outside the warning tape paused for a long time before carefully squinting their eyes and shining their flashlights over.
However, at this time, in the center of the kiln, there was a lonely white candle placed like a grave offering.
Other than that, there was nothing there.
"You, you guys open your eyes, it seems to be gone, the ghost...!".
"The candle is on the ground!".
When the guards heard the sound, they hesitated and opened their eyes. Then they all saw the candle placed steadily on the ground, and there was no one around it.
They couldn't even find out where the creaking sound came from.
It was too weird in every sense of the word.
"I I... I heard something just now!".
"It's the ghost's laughter!!!".
One of them trembled his lips and said, the ghost's laughter was quite soft. If they hadn't been too scared to breathe just now, they might not have heard the laughter.
But not long after that laughter, someone said it was okay.
It was weird in every sense of the word. Did the ghost pass by them, so the candle was left in place?
"Yes, yes, I thought I was the only one who heard it!".
"It scared me to death!!".
As long as one person stands up and says it, there will definitely be others who agree.
The guards whispered outside, but no one dared to go in and take the candle out. After all, Haoshao also told them to check this place.
However, he also told them not to get too close to this place, just check it.
"Crash!".
After a crisp sound, a group of security guards turned their heads to look at the building where Haoshao was.
All the lights went out in a blinding flash, and the entire house instantly plunged into darkness. Several panes of glass even shattered with a crisp sound.
"Ah!!! Is the ghost gone!".
Immediately, one person screamed. He looked at the building in horror, his heart almost jumping out of his mouth.
"Don't talk nonsense, maybe someone broke in, go and take a look!".
Although almost everyone had this idea, the head of security still interrupted these nonsense claims in time and led the people to run to the main building.
After all, their first task is not to catch ghosts, but to protect Haoshao.
Although Haoshao also left some people around him, with such a big commotion, those people may not be enough.
A group of people marched towards the dark, ghost-like building again.
A gust of wind blew, and the candlelight on the kiln flickered before being blown out.
A wisp of green smoke rose, emitting a faint burnt smell.
".~ It's more like, what I expected.".
Hatake Satoru's voice echoed in the tunnel. In the excessively quiet and empty underground, his voice even created echoes.
The secret passage is actually a nearly vertical staircase, which seems to have never been intended for the people below to come up, or for the people above to go down.
After walking about tens of meters down the steps, Hatake Satoru stepped onto solid ground.
(Wang Qian Zhao) Although it was a bit uneven, it was no longer a staircase leading down.
It was also pitch black down here, feeling like good material for a summer ghost story.
Although Hatake Satoru can see things without light.
However, that belongs to sensing things, and cannot be accurately described as seeing.
So he took a candle from a small wooden table. Most of the candle was still long and thin, and there were also some record books on the table.
Those things can be looked at when he comes out.
With this thought in mind, Hatake Satoru lit the candle and walked step by step towards the depths with the aid of the light.
This flat ground is very large and wide. Three or four people can walk side by side without any problem, and both sides are separated by iron fences like prisons.
The iron fences were still sealed, but they had turned yellow and brittle because of the passage of time.
Hatake Satoru's gaze fell on the cages.
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