With the help of the sunlight behind him, Wang Mengxiong was surprised to find that this hall that should have been dilapidated was actually maintained with a high degree of cleanliness. The marble floor tiles are clear, and the red carpet on the stairs is still so bright. The grandfather clock in the corner of the wall still swayed back and forth, but there was no mechanical movement to be heard, as if it was just an illusory shadow.

The creaking sound behind him was heard again, the only sound in the room other than heartbeat and breathing.

Wang Mengxiong didn't need to look back to know what was going on, it must be the presence in the house that closed the door by unknown means. After all, the experience of watching horror movies for many years has greatly increased the degree of fright that he has suffered, and those directors with big brains have come up with many tricks to scare people to death than the existence in them, even if Wang Mengxiong is now directed, he dares to guarantee that he will scare these audiences during the Republic of China out of heart disease.

"Pediatric tricks, don't show them off in front of me." Wang Mengxiong said loudly, regardless of whether those beings could hear it or not. Before he finished speaking, the door behind him slammed shut, and the light in the entire living room dimmed suddenly. Fortunately, there was a little light from the glass windows, so that the room would not be completely darkened. There are still some obstacles for others, but for Wang Mengxiong, a little light is enough, he can't reach the level of whiteness, but with a little light, he can still see everything in the house.

After waiting for a while, there was no other movement in the room, so Wang Mengxiong ignored it and began to search room by room on the first floor.

On the wall of the living room hangs an oil portrait of a foreign man in a black tuxedo, a symmetrical triangular tuxedo with a wide folded high lapel paired with a white shirt and an equally white bow tie, which sets off the middle-aged man with curly blond hair. Perhaps there is no market for this kind of family portrait except for one's own family, and this portrait oil painting can still be preserved through the vicissitudes of life. "It could also be illusory, after all, the chiming bell is not a real thing. If this painting is real, it must also be something that is valued and protected by the nameless being. Otherwise, it is impossible to hang it on the wall in a dignified manner after becoming a beggar's nest, if so, it is not a beggar of Huaxia. ”

At Wang Mengxiong's speed, the living room and several other rooms on the first floor were quickly searched by him. A lot of things were clearly there, but when he really reached out and touched them, he would still find that his fingers were only penetrating air, even if it was exquisite gold and silver utensils and antique porcelain, they were all false projections without exception.

Fortunately, he didn't come for the purpose of making a fortune, and after touching a few valuable things one after another and becoming virtual objects, he gave up the idea of fighting the autumn breeze and began to find the frame with concentration.

Go up the stairs to the second floor. The corridors on both sides were silent, and nothing was found except for the lantern in his hand. I don't know who abandoned this horse lantern to the corner of the stairs on the second floor, if he hadn't accidentally kicked it and made a clanging sound, he might have missed this real thing.

Originally, with the help of a little light from the outside of the window, Wang Mengxiong could walk freely without this kind of horse lantern lighting. But after thinking about it, he rekindled the lantern with a match and held it up in front of him to examine it slowly. There is a way that soldiers are not tired of cheating, and some hole cards are still revealed as little as possible. Wouldn't it be better if that hidden thing was fooled and actively exposed?

There are many bedrooms on the second floor, and it is difficult to search. Just as Wang Mengxiong was inspecting an obvious children's room, he suddenly heard the sound of the main door opening downstairs, followed by a woman's complaint. "My dear, this wind is blowing so strangely, for no reason, and so violently. It's a pity that the new dress I just made may have to be washed before I can wear it out! ”

The voice is soft and good, but some pronunciations are obviously a little stiff, obviously not a local accent, but like a foreigner who is learning Chinese for the first time, in Wang Mengxiong's ears, inexplicably a little kind. After all, there were many university exchange students in later generations, and everyone's stiff Mandarin pronunciation was surprisingly consistent.

Wang Mengxiong quickly ran to the staircase and looked down. The hall, which had been dimmed before, was now brightly lit, and a well-dressed blonde was dusting her with a handkerchief. The blonde hair hanging down like a waterfall is like glittering silk, with blue eyes and a high nose, red lips and white teeth, and she is born a beautiful embryo.

As soon as the woman looked up, she suddenly saw Wang Mengxiong at the top of the stairs, and suddenly her face bloomed with the brightest smile. "Baby, come to Mommy!"

"I'll go, what's the situation?" Wang Mengxiong subconsciously wanted to hide, but under the shaking of his heart, the alarm bell that quickly rang in his mind made him wake up all of a sudden. I have already crossed and been reborn once, and there will never be a second time. So who is this woman talking to? Did she recognize the wrong person?

Just as he was guessing, he felt a chill all over his body, as if something had penetrated through his body, and he staggered down the stairs.

A young foreign boy of about 6 years old ran down the stairs in front of him and flew into the woman's arms. Originally, the woman was still distressed that her beautiful dress was soiled by the wind, but when she saw the boy rushing over, she picked him up with both arms, regardless of whether the shoes would become dirtier if they rubbed against the skirt.

"Henry, Mom and Dad just went to a party, and it was as if they hadn't seen each other in days. Tell Mom, do you miss me? Do you have nightmares? ”

The little boy pressed his face to his mother's chest and put his hands around her neck tightly, fearing that if he let go, his mother would disappear. Seeing her mother asking, she subconsciously looked up the stairs. Wang Mengxiong still didn't dodge this time, he didn't know why he could see the mother and son, but obviously the mother and son couldn't see him.

The boy's gaze crossed the distance of space, looked up steadily, as if he saw something extremely terrible, and quickly turned his head, buried his face in his mother's chest, and cried out in his mouth: "Mother, I'm afraid. There's a brother who's been scaring me! ”

Wang Mengxiong curiously looked up in the direction the boy was looking, only to find a pale boy looking downstairs with a jealous expression. Suddenly, with a flick of his eyes, the eyes of the black hole instantly stared at him, and his pupils kept dilating, as if something was about to crawl out of it.

"Mother Xipi's, this is not false, he can see me!"

Wang Mengxiong's scalp was numb, and the whole person suddenly became nervous, and he threw himself on the third floor, and took out a talisman seal in his hand, intending to use the talisman after catching up with the boy. Because he intuitively found that this guy may be the key to the entire murderous mansion, as long as he can be dealt with, the so-called murderous mansion will be revealed and the truth will be revealed.

At Wang Mengxiong's current speed, it was not unpleasant, but in the blink of an eye, the boy had disappeared into thin air, as if it was just an illusion. When they returned to the first floor, the mother and son disappeared into the darkness along with the bright lights, leaving behind the still gloomy and empty hall.