When they came to the Yun Mansion, everyone raised their flashlights and looked left and right, only to find that the courtyard wall of the mansion was towering and stretching, spreading out to both sides, the double vermilion doors were two meters high, and the whole mansion was more grand than expected. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In front of the door, on both sides stand a stone statue of the ancient beast of Pixiu, there is a huge drum stone arch guard on the outside of the door post, the carving process of the stone statue of Pixiu is vivid, the huge beast eyes are round, as if everything that happens is included in the bottom of the eye, so that everyone has a chilling feeling.

At this time, a cold wind suddenly rose in the mountain, swishing on the body, and everyone looked at each other, and felt even more creepy.

A huge copper lock was hung on the copper ring of the vermilion gate, Yan Xuan stepped forward, turned on the flashlight to take a look, and found that it had been locked for a long time, and the keyhole was full of turquoise rust spots.

Shen Mouton also noticed this, and turned his head to look at Fang Zhicheng, with an angry look in his eyes.

Fang Zhicheng kept saying that he saw Qiu Xue follow an old man into the mansion with his own eyes, but the door of this mansion had already been locked, how could this be explained.

In the face of Shen Mouton's sharp questioning, Fang Zhi swore an oath, and the four companions beside him also testified that they were all halfway up the mountain at the time, and they did see a girl dressed as a bride following an old man in his fifties into the mansion. The old man carried a lantern in his hand, and reminded the girl from time to time, saying, "Qiuxue, watch your walk carefully." ”

Yun Kang suddenly asked, "What time did you see the bride?" They said that the old man was carrying a lantern in his hand, which made him feel strange in his heart, and he didn't know what was wrong.

Fang Zhicheng thought about it for a moment and replied: "It was about two or three o'clock in the morning, and I looked at my watch at that time, so I remember it clearly." ”

Yan Fucha next to him suddenly smiled, blinked twice, glanced at Fang Zhicheng and his group, and asked, "You guys are quite leisurely, you ran out to play at two or three o'clock in the morning." It's cold in this winter, do you go to the mountains to watch the scenery, or do you watch the meteor shower together?"

Fang Zhicheng's face immediately turned red, he was silent for a while, and said for a while: "What are we doing on the mountain, it has nothing to do with this matter. He turned his head to look at Shen Mouton, and said with a dissatisfied expression: "In short, what I said is the truth, believe it or not." ”

Shen Mouton's face tightened, and he didn't say a word, he had already come at this time, he would rather believe that he had it, not believe that he didn't, no matter what, he had to go into the mansion, maybe he could find some clues.

Hua Zhuzi, who followed him, handed over an axe and said, "Brother, let's split the lock and rush in directly." ”

When Yan Xuan heard this, he immediately stepped forward to stop it, this vermilion gate, copper ring and copper lock are well-crafted, and they are rare antique handicrafts. He was a naturalist who cherished anything he saw and must not allow them to destroy it at will.

The scene froze suddenly, Yan Wei saw the situation, and immediately reported himself, took out the rope with steel claws from his backpack, and threw it against the high wall to hook it. He climbed the wall with agility and dexterity, and then dragged them up one by one with a rope.

Fortunately, these people are very vigorous in their movements, and none of them are holding back. After they climbed the top of the wall, they jumped into the courtyard one after another, without saying a word.

Inside the vermilion gate, there is a double-sided stone carved screen-style block, and the flashlight shines through the hollow, the shadows are scattered and mixed, and the dark light is swirling, which makes people feel a solemn and mysterious feeling in their hearts.

The courtyard was planted with all kinds of flowers and plants, and everyone froze their feet, turned on their flashlights, looked left and right, and carefully looked at the environment in the courtyard.

I saw the shadows of the trees in front of me, the flowers were clustered, and the branches and leaves were green, half-covering the eaves of the hall of the main house in the distance.

Everyone was stunned and amazed, no one could have imagined that such a grand and quaint house would be built in this poor and remote village.

It's just that this mansion looks magnificent and extraordinary, but the atmosphere gathered at night is dignified, the surroundings are silent, and there is not even a sound of birds chirping everywhere, which makes everyone feel a little gloomy.

Once in the courtyard, they walked all the way towards the main house, all holding their breath and making a sound, as the winding stone path turned around until it reached the carved terrace with stone balustrades.

Yan Xuan raised a high-hand flashlight to lead the way in front, and everyone followed forward and forward, only to find that the winding path ahead was quiet, and after a few stone steps, he finally saw the carved screen style door of the main house. Flashlights shone on the gray ebony window lattices, making them feel as if they were in an old and old mansion of resentful spirits.

It was the first time for a few people to see such a deep house, and after crossing the stone steps of the terrace, they walked dizzily on the winding stone path, and could hardly tell the direction.

At this time, Yan Xuan, who was at the front, suddenly stopped and exclaimed: "Wait a minute, I know, this is a house with three entrances, three roads, nine halls and two compartments, a classic ancient ancestral hall representative, and such a structure is common in the ancient mansions of wealthy families in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties." ”

Everyone was infected by the strange atmosphere around them, and when they suddenly saw Yan Xuan stop suddenly, they were all frightened, thinking that something had happened. Unexpectedly, he actually opened his mouth to discuss the house, and the head of what he said in a few classes was the Tao, which made everyone panic in vain, and they couldn't help but complain.

Yan Fucha took a deep breath, patted his chest and said: "Dad, can we rein in the occupational disease, this is a haunted house, who cares how many halls and rooms there are, hurry up and find the right place and get down to business." You were so startled, I was so scared that my heart jumped out. ”

He was originally quite timid, and before entering the house, he was still gearing up, vowing to catch ghosts, but he didn't expect the scale of the house to be so huge, and the surrounding atmosphere was gloomy, and he always felt that someone was secretly spying on their every move. This made him suddenly feel weak, lost his confidence, and followed everyone all the way, and easily did not dare to fall behind.

Yun Kang was silent at this time, since he entered the courtyard, the surrounding buildings and plants had a familiar feeling, but his memory was chaotic and could not be opened, making him feel empty and at a loss.

He climbed the steps, pushed open the carved double doors of the main house, and stepped inside.

A faint smell of camphor wafted out, and everyone found out at this time that there were no lights or wires in this mansion, and it was completely isolated from the outside world.

"What's there to be afraid of, there was no electric light in ancient times, and thousands of years have passed, and the ancestors didn't live well. "Yan Fucha likes to raise the bar with people the most, and the atmosphere is tense at this time, so it's good to say a few words and relax.

Having said that, everyone doesn't think so, and it's hard to imagine how modern urbanites can survive without such things as electric lights, mobile phones, and the Internet.

Yun Kang was suddenly a little confused, in his memory, he used to shop online and play games online, but the Yun family didn't even have wires, let alone any network cables. What the hell is really evil, how the hell does he play the game?

The memory in his brain is getting more and more confused, and it doesn't match the number at all in reality, as if it is someone else's memory, and it has nothing to do with him.

Feeling more and more uneasy, he looked at the interior of the main mansion for some clues.

The floor is paved with smooth bluestone bricks, and the roof is covered with ebony-colored beams and columns, which are intricately overlapped, and there are two thick pillars standing in the center of the house. On the front wall hangs a landscape painting, flanked by red paper couplets, in front of which an ebony offering table is placed, on which a letter of ancient books stands neatly.

On the blue cloth shell of the envelope are a few large characters: Lingbao Tuluo.

A line of handwriting is written with a brush, and the pen is free and easy, smooth and flying. Yun Kang was surprised, the spirit treasure map was slightly hidden in his dragon swallowing ring, why did this house also have a treasure album?

He hurriedly reached for the envelope, but found that it was very light, and it turned out to be just an empty shell, and there were no books and pictures in it.

At this time, someone shook the flashlight and shouted: "Don't you think it's strange, this house has been empty for a long time, why is there not even a little dust?"

The furniture in the house is all ebony tones, shrouded in a gloomy and mysterious atmosphere, everyone took a closer look, and sure enough, the dust everywhere was clean, and even the bluestone bricks on the ground were exceptionally clean.

Shen Mouton's purpose is to find someone, and he doesn't care about any weirdness and mystery in the house. After entering the big house, he couldn't find anyone anywhere, so he suddenly became agitated, and shouted at the top of his throat: "Qiu Xue, Qiu Xue-"

The empty voice echoed everywhere, his eyes were cold and resolute, and he vowed not to look back if he couldn't find Qiu Xue. He shouted for a long time and no one answered, so he turned around and ordered Hua Zhuzi: "Let's look for it separately, you go to the back and have a look." ”

Hua Zhuzi nodded in agreement, carrying an axe in one hand and a flashlight in the other, turned around and ran out of the back door of the main house. Shen Mouton dodged out of the house, and ran to the side room, shining around with a flashlight, while shouting: "Autumn snow!"

The rest of the people consciously divided into two groups, and without much discussion with each other, they all took the initiative to go to the house to find the lost bride.

The layout of the whole mansion is symmetrical, with three courtyards on the left and right sides, connected by corridors and pavilions, and you can walk to any hall and house from the corridors that extend in all directions.

Yunkang and the three of them walked through the atrium, illuminated it with a flashlight, and saw the main house hall in the second courtyard, with a platform made of white stone in front of the hall, and stone carved railings on three sides, with fine pattern carving.

When Yunkang looked at this platform, he saw that it was surrounded by aura and gathered aura, which was a good place to cultivate and accept qi.

But at this time, he was not in the mood to consider cultivation, Yun Kang led the way into the five-bay central hall house, looking at the scale of this house, it was larger and deeper than the hall in front, there were twenty-four huge wooden pillars in the house, and the flashlight shone on the wooden pillars, and the ebony pillars were dark and shiny, revealing an eerie atmosphere.

Yan Fucha was shocked by the mysterious momentum of the mansion, and he didn't dare to speak loudly along the way, when he stared at the black-on-gold plaque hanging under the beam, held his breath, and whispered: "Juxian Hall." ”

Then he let out an "oh" to himself and muttered, "I see, this is the place where the gods meet." ”

Yun Kang also noticed the gold plaque, and there was also a portrait hanging under the plaque, which was a man wearing a red robe, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of waves, and he held a vermilion curved bow in his hand.

Two white candles are placed on the long table in front of the portrait, and three incense sticks are burned in the middle.

Yan Fucha's voice trembled slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Look at these three incense sticks, they are still burning, could it be that someone made incense just now? There are also white candles, making offerings to the dead, it's so terrifying." ”

He gasped in his mouth, moved the flashlight up, focused on the portrait, and suddenly said "Huh", turned his head to Yunkang and said: "Brother-in-law, the mural we saw in the stone cave at the bottom of the cliff last time, there is a person in a red robe who seems to be this person. Saying that, he frowned, pondered for a while, shook his head and said, "Xing Hao said what his name was, I forgot." ”

Yun Kang's eyes stared at the portrait, and his heart couldn't help jumping wildly, of course he remembered the name of the man in the red robe, it was Liang Ziye.

Why the hell and what's going on?

There is a portrait of Liang Ziye hanging in the Yun family's mansion, and incense is burned and candles are inserted in front of the portrait, and incense offerings are also placed, which makes Yun Kang unexpected, could it be that Liang Ziye has something to do with the Yun family?

He was suspicious, and vaguely felt that he and Liang Ziye seemed to be constantly related.

Just as he was feeling his heart in turmoil, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the door, and Shen Moutong's figure hurriedly entered the house, his expression was very serious, and he said to them: "I can't find anyone anywhere, this house is very wrong, leave quickly." ”

At this time, he suddenly looked up and saw the portrait on the wall, his face immediately changed, he almost staggered forward two steps, and knelt in front of the portrait with a "poof", which startled the three of Yunkang.

What's the situation, how did the hunter, who has always been cold and arrogant, bow down to the portrait?

Yun Kang was about to ask him why, when he heard a frightened roar piercing the night sky, "Come on, come on—"

The shouting seemed to be that Tian Qi, a young man with oily hair and powder, came from the right wing of the third courtyard, Yun Kang's eyes were condensed, he became vigilant, waved his hand, and said, "Let's go, go over and have a look." ”

The three of them didn't care about Shen Mouton, and immediately rushed out of the back door of the hall.

At this time, Tian Qi's shouts were still continuing, and he kept shouting "coming", and his voice was fluctuating in the night sky, if it was far away, it was full of frightened hoarseness and trembling.

When they rushed into a room in the right wing, they saw Tian Qi sitting on the ground at the door, his face bloodless, his lips were blue, and his arms were trembling and pointing into the room.

Tian Qi saw someone coming, stabilized his mood a little, and said with a trembling mouth: "Hurry up, go and take a look, it's too terrible." ”

Yun Kang shone the flashlight into the side room, and gasped when he landed, only to see that the room was empty, and a huge mahogany coffin was placed in the middle. The bright red is lined with black and shiny bluestone bricks, which is very dazzling and lonely, and it looks extremely weird.

"It's just a coffin, as for being scared of this virtue. Yan Fucha glanced around and said to Tian Qi with disdain.

Yan Xuan dragged Tian Qi up from the ground and asked, "The five of you are together, where did the others go?"

Tian Qi had an overly frightened expression, almost speechless, and pointed to the coffin for a while and said, "He, he ......"

Yunkang was very impatient, and when he saw that the coffin lid was hidden, he walked over and lifted it, and found that there was a person lying inside, his face was pale, and it turned out to be Fang Zhicheng.

"Oh, it's this buddy, how did you get into the coffin. Yan Fucha didn't expect Fang Zhicheng to lie in the coffin, so he hurriedly cooperated with Yun Kang and pulled him up from left to right.

Yunkang pressed the pulse of Fang Zhicheng's wrist and found that he still had a heartbeat, which should be temporarily unconscious, and there was no danger to his life.

The two dragged Fang Zhicheng up, and heard Yan Xuan exclaim: "Look at it." He pointed behind Fang Zhicheng, Yunkang turned his head and saw that there was another person in the coffin.

The man, dressed in black, was nearly forty years old, and was lying upright in the coffin. His face was blackened, his expression was hideous and distorted, and he stared upwards at a pair of dead fish eyes, and two blackened streaks of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Yun Kang reached out to check his pulse and found that he had been dead for a long time.

"I seem to have seen this person, it is a martial artist beside Jiang Rongzhan. Yunkang said that Jiang Rong came to the crew to ask him for help a few days before the war, and he was followed by several martial artists, and he had this man in black in his impression.

It's just that people didn't expect that in just two days, a martial artist in the early stage of the Yellow Order died unexpectedly, and died mysteriously in the Yun Clan's mansion.

What made Yunkang even more strange was that there was a coffin here.

The deceased's expression was ugly, with an ancient celadon pillow on his head and a mahogany tablet beside him. Yun Kang picked up the tablet and looked at it, and his face changed when he landed, only to see that it was written: "The spirit seat of the beloved son Jiang Mo." ”

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