Ghost Husband: The Beloved of the Underworld
Supernatural Events Military Training

Yeji turned the handle of the door and found that the key in this storage room seemed to be broken, and no matter how she turned it around, the key did not move.

Yeji was a little relaxed, leaning against the door and shouting outside, but the location of this storage room was too far away, and only a few people usually came here to hang out, moreover, the heavily guarded military area, which would roam outside, was just passing by.

Strangely enough, there was no wind in this kind of weather, why did the door close by itself?

Yeji did not think of that frightening place, but he suddenly heard a movement behind him, as if a heavy object was dragged to the ground, making a heavy scraping sound.

Yeji looked back, and the voice stopped suddenly.

The storage room had no windows, and it was pitch black as soon as the door was closed, with only a faint light entering through the cracks of the door, but not enough to pierce through the darkness.

Yeji frowned and looked into the darkness, nothing strange, just a row of vaults strewn with all sorts of rubble.

The Fifth Military Area was located inland, the climate was dry, and in early autumn, and the weather was dry and prone to fire, so the displays in the utility room were all vaults, and they were, and there are some wood products that are flammable.

At that moment, Yeji heard a clear and orderly and clear knock in the darkness, which was the sound of a vault being struck by something.

If the sound of friction just now did not scare Yeji, then a very clear knock at this moment hit the most sensitive nerve in his heart.

Yeji took a few steps back and leaned against the door, her voice as if it had life, and Yeji felt her fear, knocking faster and faster.

Yeji covered his wrist and saw that the Five Emperors Money had yet to appear, and Yeji was comforted in his heart, even if there really was something bad in the darkness, the ghostly thing did not seem evil.

But at that moment, the knock suddenly approached, and it seemed like something was approaching along the edge of the row of vaults in front of him, from far and near.

The voice was getting closer, but the darkness was still empty, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Yeji raised his sleeve and aimed into the dark air and was about to release an arrow, but the voice stopped suddenly.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Suddenly the back of the neck felt cold!

Something blew the cold air behind Yeji's neck, the temperature that the dead had.

"Who?"

Yeji instinctively turned around.

But at that moment, he smelled a strong bloody breath.

In the next instant, his gaze suddenly turned to a distorted face covered in blood.

The bloody face stood face to face with Yeji, only a few centimeters apart.

"Aah!" Yeji couldn't help but feel fear in her heart anymore and shouted.

At that moment, the door of the storage room was slammed open, and sunlight suddenly entered, eliminating all darkness.

Yeji crouched in the corner of the wall, looked up, and a cold figure standing outside the door stared at him silently in the backlight.

It was Irene.

"Take the rope, does it take that long?"

He said coldly, and went straight to the storage room, tear apart, pulled out a thick bundle of rope from the pile of rubble, and walked straight out again, without even looking at Yeji.

Yeji hurriedly got up and followed in his footsteps, and left the small dark room that was terrifyingly quick.

Raising her eyes to cover up the dazzling sunlight, Yeji looked towards the bright sun, and only felt happy walking in the sun again, and, and that warm touch seemed to take away the frightening sight that had just darkened.

"You've been gone too long, and the instructor asked me to come to you." Irene did not stare at Yeji, and rushed forward.

When Yeji arrived at the playground, Irene, who had been walking in front, suddenly turned around and said to Yeji in a deep voice: "The storage room is very yin, "The storage room is very yin, you better not go again."

Yeji was surprised, stopped and glanced at him, then nodded slightly, that terrible storage space, Yeji will never leave again.

In the afternoon, the group was conducting live-fire training at the shooting range, and Yeji was sitting in the stands bored to observe, and he was looking at it, and her heart was still haunted by the horror scene she had just experienced in the storage room.

As Zheng Shiyao passed in front of her, the proud girl looked at Yeji in disdain and whispered: "This is really useless firewood waste, she doesn't even dare to touch the gun."

Yeji smiled inwardly, as if

Yeji did not listen, and did not care about her.

When the sun set, the shooting training was finally completed, and the tug of war hurriedly ended when everyone was tired and half dead.

It was strange to say that there were many women and a few men on the team, and there were many weak girls like An Yi, who were unable to choose their hands and shoulders to fight back, but it easily won the other party's large group of men, which caused the girls from the team to laugh briefly.

As a result, when Yeji was packing the rope, he could not laugh anymore.

At the end of the rope, Yeji saw a row of traces of clear and eye-catching red palms, still blood that had not dried up, as if it had just been held tightly by some people with bloody hands.

Yeji was so frightened that her hands loosened and the rope fell.

The bloody end is where his team holds.

Only then did Yeji realize that it was not because his team was really strong now, but that something was out of sight and stood behind and helped hold the rope.

Inevitably Yeji thought of the series of beats heard in the storage room, and the bloody face of the dark couple, and Yeji could not help but shiver.

He shook his head and forced himself to stop thinking about it, this was a strange thing, Yeji naturally did not dare to tell anyone, especially at this military base, saying it would be criticized and educated as a feudal superstition.

After dinner, the instructor arranged for everyone to sit on the playground and learn to sing military songs, preparing for a choir performance at the campfire that would begin a month later.

After some scary events in the afternoon, Yeji was a little slow, but the instructor said that everyone should learn this song today, and as long as one person can't sing it well, no one can come back.

Yeji sat up straight and sang earnestly, not daring to drag everyone back.

As a result, she did not know how, her class practiced choir several times, not good for singing, not someone who suddenly did not harmonize loudly, but someone who suddenly laughed. Some of the classes next door finished training early and returned to the dormitory to rest.

At that moment, night fell, a light breeze blew, and the dim floor lights hid everyone's faces in the shadows. In a large playground, only about twenty lonely people continued to practice.

At the end of the song, everyone cried bitterly, and the instructor was even more impatient: "What happened? Who is not good at singing?" Everyone looked at each other and remained silent.

The instructor said again: "From now on, sing one by one."

Everyone sings in order.

Everyone sings well, no one is out of tune, and no one laughs.

But at that moment, Yeji clearly heard a series of songs hovering very close behind his ears, as if the soul-associating voice was terrifying, but mixed with a clear tone and laughter.

Yeji trembled in fear, only to feel that the voice was very close to her, as if it was an inch away.

Yejia almost wanted to return, but she was held harshly by Irene next to her.

"Don't look back! "