The black powder, with a burnt smell, dissipated between heaven and earth.

Wu Wei suddenly stared at his hand, in a daze.

After thinking about it for a long time, a trace of inexplicable meaning appeared on his face.

"In that case, then... Upstairs. ”

Originally, with Wu Wei's thoughts, a palm thunder slashed towards "Nie Ruyun", and everything would be clear.

But he didn't dare to bet.

If he made a move on that Oiran, let's not talk about how the two ghost monks would react if they did so, but it was certain that they would never be as secretive as the mortal just now.

After all, after his death, he still retains the cultivation of the late stage of Qi training, and it is difficult to decide whether he has combat power or not, and whether he will resist or not.

Moreover, there is a kind of shadowy pattern on the high platform, and whether it can cause substantial damage to the Oiran remains to be determined.

With so many suspicious points, Wu Wei naturally didn't want to act rashly on this floor.

However, now that it has been confirmed that he is "isolated", it is best to take advantage of the time to go around the upstairs of Xichun Building.

Although I don't know why these people who may have died are "living" in this fantasy world, since they know the approximate danger of Xichun Tower from Qin Lao's mouth.

Then there will be no "crushing" mortal situation.

In less than half an hour, after finding out the situation on the first floor again, Wu Wei made a conclusion to the first floor

There have been no key developments.

The inference of "ghosts and ghosts" is a foregone conclusion, and Wu Wei will no longer be afraid.

After all, through the eye of heaven just now, the original appearance of all the ghosts on the first floor has been fully seen, and it has been adapted to it from the discomfort at the beginning, and the time is very short.

Moreover, if Wu Wei was an ordinary person, he might be a little intimidated in this kind of illusion, and he wouldn't even come in. But at present, he has practiced the strength of the seventh layer of qi, and he has also learned three kinds of spells, if he is still afraid that these are just ghosts who are full of resentment, then Wu Wei can go home.

When I came to the second floor, I looked downstairs from the second floor, and all I saw was some vague black shadows, as if the first and second floors belonged to different spaces.

Although the vision is affected, you can hear the coaxing of the guests and the performance of the geisha, the existence of these two sounds will give Wu Wei the feeling that the first and second floors are still connected to each other.

The lights on the second floor are dim, and the quaint corridor stretches to the dark corner, where a lantern hangs on the wall at intervals.

There are red, there are yellow, and there is a faint candlelight.

"Each lantern represents a room... room..."Wu Wei's voice sounded in the empty aisle, and there was an echo.

Another haunted floor, Wu Wei thought to himself.

It is well known that in such a small, enclosed environment, there is no possibility of delayed echoes.

It's true that the sound has a rebounding effect, but under normal circumstances, if there is an echo in such a narrow corridor, it will only be basically in sync with the original sound.

"So, this corridor, there's a problem. Wu Wei reasoned in his heart, it was not that he didn't dare to speak out, but he didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

There is no breath of formation in the corridor, only a confusing trick, if you go up "recklessly", it is very likely to put yourself in a dangerous situation, and even enter the home of the boss.

Moreover, the red carved railing on the right side of the corridor always felt that it was wrapped in a thin layer of cloth, but if you look closely, you will find that there are some fleshy lines.

Even the long carpet in the hallway......

"If this is made of human materials, then how many people's skin and flesh will be needed..."Wu Wei looked at the red environment and thought to himself.

Rao is in this kind of terrifying place, Wu Wei still has no change in his face, and his eyes are indifferent.

Since the corridors are problematic, the only places to explore are the various rooms with lanterns.

And you can't go too far.

According to the structure of the periphery of Xichun Building, the size of each room inside is calculated, and then it is thought that there is no possibility of "independent" and "folded" spaces in the "Novice Village".

"Then the fifteen rooms in front, the first six are accessible, and from the seventh room to the fifteenth room at the end of the corridor, the latter rooms can be temporarily defined as "non-existent", and if you enter, there is a high probability that you will set up a flag waiting for death. ”

Wu Wei's mind turned rapidly, and all the details were cleared in an instant.

Walking to the first room with a red lantern, you can see through the "screen" that there are about two shadows inside. The petite shadow caressed a rectangular object in its hand, and the sound came out that seemed to be playing a tune. Another figure sat on a stool, teacup in hand, taking a sip from time to time.

After observing for about five minutes, Wu Wei did not tear open a hole to check, let alone push the door in, but continued to walk towards the next room.

The lantern at the door of the second room was still red, and there were also two figures in the room, one of whom put his hands on the other's shoulders and kneaded them gently.

After a quiet pause outside the window, he found that there was no sound in the room, and the two shadows were still repeating the massage action like a machine.

The sound of footsteps echoed through the corridors, and Wu Wei continued to walk towards the third room.

Soon came to the third room, where a yellow lantern was in the doorway, and through the screen window, only a figure could be seen.

It seems that it can be confirmed that the red lantern represents the presence of guests in the room, while the yellow lantern represents the absence of guests.

Through the screen, the figure could be seen sitting, and the position of his arm was constantly shaking.

Wu Wei lightly poked a small hole with his finger, and through the hole, he could see the scene inside the room.

I saw a woman in red sitting in front of the bronze mirror, combing her waist-length black hair.

With each comb, a large handful of hair was brought up on the comb, and the hair was covered with patches of blood-stained scalp.

Through the reflection of the bronze mirror, a scorched and rotten face with no facial features is reflected.

As if feeling Wu Wei's gaze, the hideous grimace in the bronze mirror seemed to have a sudden movement of the eyes, and the buttery eye sockets seemed to be staring at Wu Wei.

"It's been discovered!" Wu Wei secretly said in his heart, the pure gold longbow suddenly in his hand, and an arrow with a flashing thunder light caught the bowstring, aiming at the figure inside.

The arrow didn't go out, because Wu Wei's neck was tied to a pair of rotten black hands.

The cold touch, a corpse breath came, and the rancid stench was burnt.

But who is Wu Wei?

Calm, sensible, bold, decisive and quick to react.

When the black shadow disappeared in the room, Wu Wei had already sensed that something was wrong, since he did not appear in front of him after disappearing.

Then it's behind you.

When his hands were on his neck, Wu Wei put the bow and arrow into the storage bag, and at the same time, the thunder light flashed in his palm, and the two thunder light big hands grabbed the red cuffs of the ghost thing, a super large over-the-shoulder fall, and even used a little goose walking technique.

The red-clothed ghost thing didn't seem to have any weight in Wu Wei's hands, and it was smashed to the ground with a "bang".

At the same time as he fell to the ground, the sleeve was continued to be grasped by Wu Wei in his hand, causing the ghost's arm to take on a twisted shape.

Without waiting for the ghost to react, Wu Wei stepped forward, and his palm, which flashed with thunder, kept slapping on the other party.

"Ah, Childe.. Stop fighting..."

A crisp female voice sounded, and Wu Wei's hand stayed on the other party's head and did not shoot it.

Originally, he was still lamenting the weakness of this ghost, and was about to slap it to death. However, the other party opened his mouth.

"Can you speak, it seems, are you conscious? Can you communicate?"

Wu Wei raised his palm, looked at the ugly face of the ghost, and said coldly.

"Yes, Childe, the slave is conscious. ”

The ghost's thin body shrank, and his head was biased, obviously a little afraid of Wu Wei.

Looking at the appearance of the ghost, Wu Wei was furious, thinking to himself, who is the ghost? Are you so fucking ugly and afraid of me?

But he didn't make a move, and said expressionlessly: "You look like this, can you change your appearance?"

"Ahh ”