Could it be that it is the way to punish people in the General's Mansion? It seems to be unremarkable, but it is vicious and abnormal.

This punishment should be. It's a gadget made by the guy behind the fake words outside, but what is the purpose of his doing this?

Also, what did he do when he summoned so many children of dignitaries and people from the rivers and lakes to the General's Mansion?

It's unbelievable! These days, everything that happens to me is unbelievable!

Originally, when the Emperor sent Lord Haku and Lord Night into the room to investigate the case of the demon spirit, it was as if it had been said that entering the mortal world this time would definitely have to go through a lot of hardships.

At that time, I thought it was the emperor's joke, because a mere demon soul had been killed by the son of Taishan Mansion hundreds of years ago, and after the body and ceased to exist, several of his broken ghosts would flee to the world in a hurry.

In my opinion, such a small fight should not be feared by the two ghosts with advanced spells, Haku-sama and Ye-sama.

At that time, I heard the emperor say. When it was difficult, I thought I would have a good show to watch, but what I never expected was that I could be involved in it.

This is really sad for the listener and tearful for the hearer!

But now in such an emergency situation, it is definitely not the moment for me to be sad, I looked around, and I still can't see this room fully even after using spells to open my eyes.

If I want to get out sooner, I'll have to find a way in this room. The inner door, I reckon I can still knock it open with brute force.

But I don't know why, as soon as I get close to the inner door, I feel inexplicable heart palpitations, and it feels normal to let go of my hand, but as long as I touch it again, the feeling will come back again.

Could it be that there is something invisible hidden in that door or something unusually vicious that makes me feel this way?

For now, I'm not going to pursue any of this, and it's imperative to find a way out of this room as soon as possible.

I walked around, and the further I went, the more I was able to see what was ahead again.

It's as if I can see everything within two steps, but beyond him, I can't see anything.

So I broke the jar and broke it, and according to this method, I roughly searched the room, but it was not satisfactory, except for those minimalist furnishings, there was not a single decent thing in the room.

This room has no windows except for the door. And the walls, floors, and tiles have been made black, even the minimalist furnishings are the same.

And I could faintly see that on the walls of some of his specific places, several small charms were written in cinnabar.

This is probably the seal that prevents me from seeing two steps away.

I was just about to lift my foot to wipe it, when a wooden chair beside me made an inexplicable gurgling sound.

It was as if someone had suddenly sat down, and in an instant, the wooden table next to it also squeaked and made a slight noise.

As if in a series of movements, he sat down, then raised his hand on the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

Based on the sounds, I could imagine its general movements, but as soon as I turned around. There was not a single sign of a ghost in his eyes.

It stands to reason that it shouldn't, no matter how I say I'm a ghost, it's impossible not to feel the slightest breath of a ghost.

Even so, there are some spells that can hide their aura, but I can't be unaware of them.

If this gets out, how can I be in the netherworld in the future? Lord Bai, that gloating guy, I'm afraid I'm afraid I'll even laugh off my big teeth.

Thinking of this, I shuddered suddenly, as if I had been suddenly startled by a gust of wind in the air.

The goosebumps on the bodies of this group began to spread like a tidal wave, and I was very uneasy about this physical reaction.

After becoming ghosts, there are not so many people who perceive and sense, and their premonitions are sometimes much more accurate than what we perceive with spiritual power.

This is why being a human being is more attractive than being a ghost, otherwise, those little fairies who have moved their hearts will not want to become a person by any means for some unforgettable emotion.

If ghosts were like people, there wouldn't be so many strange eyes.

I swallowed, picked myself up again, and searched the room.

I was thinking of finding a way to break through the door outside as soon as possible, so that I could get out of this hellish place as soon as possible.

Until now, the most difficult thing was not because of the prohibition of cameras in this room, but what kind of way I should have to access the inner door and open it easily without being affected.

Just when I banged on the door just now, the feeling of depression that door gave me was no less than that of a fierce ghost entering the monk's temple - killing himself.

That door gave me all sorts of oppressive feelings. It almost didn't make me faint, it literally took my breath away.

It's okay for a while, but if I continue to be in contact like that for a long time, I guess I don't need anyone to save me, and I should die in this room, turning into spring mud and protecting flowers.

No, no, thinking of this, I decisively dispelled the idea in my heart, rather than waiting for them to think of saving me when I have no news, it is better to break out with my hands and feet.

Determined to take on the shimmering door, I conjured a hammer from my hand, small but big enough for me to unleash.

I had only taken a step or two towards the door, and the chair and table that had made the noise creaked twice at an inopportune time.

The oozing voice, which seemed extremely strange in this quiet atmosphere, I could not help it, because this body was aroused goosebumps again, telling me that this room was not simple, and that danger lurked in the place where I least cared about it.

Could it be that you really want me to work with a table, chair and bench where I can't see the object?

But now the situation tells me that if I do knock on that door, it will be as if I have to deal with the table and chair next to me that keeps making strange noises.

This body left a sweat that was not fighting, which was an insult to me who had seen the wind and waves, and I gritted my teeth and made up my mind to fight this strange thing.

Anyway, when the time comes, I will be beaten out of this body, and I will still be able to return to the netherworld unharmed, but because I was injured a little, anyway, ten days and half a month later, I am a good man again!

But the only bad thing is. This body in Foshan is very likely to be because of my departure. And I was clicked by the potential danger in this room......

I shook my head violently. Remind yourself not to get too nervous, and now it's imperative to concentrate on the thing in front of you.

I shook the hammer in my hand with both hands, gritted my teeth, stomped my foot, and swung it violently into the air, without the slightest hesitation, and raised my hand to knock it out.

The old black wooden table could not withstand my hard knocking, and after the bang, it was not the sound of wood breaking that sounded in my ears, but an almost terrible scream......