Looking at the changes that took place on the first floor, Wang Mengxiong just smiled coldly in his heart, and did not have any sense of fear. For this kind of trick that disturbs the sense of vision and hearing, and reconstructs the scenes that have happened before, he has not seen it in Chu Yigong's house before, and it is not so terrifying at all. It's just a little strange, if this is something that has really happened, why didn't I see the man appear, and I didn't hear his voice. What the blonde lady had just said when she entered the door was never to the child, but to her husband. However, during this period, Wang Mengxiong only heard the conversation between the mother and the child, but did not hear a word from the male host, that is, Miss Ruth's brother-in-law.

"Interesting, is it true that for this mother and son, the man is real, but to himself, the man is illusory?"

Thinking about things that he doesn't understand, Wang Mengxiong no longer wastes brain cells to think. Anyway, no matter what the situation is, what should come will come eventually, and he can't hide from it, and it's not his character to escape. It is true that the natural gate advocates going with the flow, but when Master Du Xinwu taught the boxing method, he said that the way of martial arts lies in making progress and moving forward. What obstacles should be broken one by one, leaving no regrets. This is true for martial arts, and the same is true for treating things.

Wang Mengxiong walked back to the second floor and checked the few rooms he had just missed one by one, but found nothing. From the time I came in to the present, except for the scene that just happened that seemed very abrupt, there was something abnormal about the whole building. Fortunately, he is either here to solve the case, or to find something. If you get your hands on something, you will know that the well water will not interfere with the river water. If something doesn't arrive, or if there is something that wants to hinder him from completing his task and wants to do something, then the talisman in his hand is not for decoration. For example, in some countries in later generations, nuclear weapons are not always used in their hands, and others will gradually despise them, thinking that it is nothing more than that. If you throw it out and use one or two, you will definitely be respected after tasting it. That's how the Oriental Chinese people are, after receiving two cores, they became honest, licked up their beautiful father and were fascinated, and they forgot about the bombing.

Finding nothing, he looked at the stairs on the third floor and sighed softly. Finally, we have to come to this point, no matter what is above, we have to face it. Otherwise, when you see Ruth when you go back, you can't say that you gave up halfway, and the task was not completed! Even if he wants to give up halfway now, it is estimated that the existence above will not let him go, and the two dead thieves yesterday are living examples.

Wang Mengxiong, who had made up his mind, no longer hesitated, and strode up the stairs.

Perhaps the existence upstairs felt Wang Mengxiong's determination, or perhaps it was Wang Mengxiong's unscrupulous behavior that angered it, and the originally silent and empty room suddenly whistled. The cries of children, the angry scolding of adults, and the grim laughter of a man like a night owl.

A flame burst into flames around the corner of the third floor, a bright yellow flame that dispelled the darkness around it, like a dancing flame spirit, spreading along the walls and carpet towards the staircase.

"Another hallucination?"

Wang Mengxiong was a little unconvinced, it was the scene he had just experienced that made him doubt his eyes. But the eyes can be deceived, and the sense of smell can't be deceived, right? Although the flames burned silently, the pungent smell of fireworks hit his nose, causing him to cough twice. What followed was a heat wave in layers.

"Damn, it's really on fire!"

Wang Mengxiong was about to step up to the third floor and stopped, bent down and grabbed the carpet laid on the stairs, lifted it hard, tore a large piece of carpet off the staircase aisle, held the carpet high with both hands, and rushed up to the third floor again without advancing or retreating.

The flame was first ignited, and it didn't spread very quickly. Wang Mengxiong's waving carpet slapped at the location of the fire, setting off a violent wind and directly extinguishing the flames. Wang Mengxiong's nervousness eased slightly, thanks to the fact that this carpet was made of pure wool. It is said that the flame retardant effect of 100% wool carpet can reach the B1 level, and the effect of using it in his hands is no worse than that of a fire blanket.

Who knew that the fire on the third floor was extinguished by him, and the fire began to appear on the first floor again. The cry suddenly became heartbreaking, and several figures covered in flames flashed at the staircase on the first floor. Someone shouted: "Come on, it's on fire, help!" ”

Someone else shouted: "Which bastard locked the door, this is deliberately trying to burn us!" ”

"Helper, think of a way, I don't want to be burned to death."

"Smash the glass and run out of the window!"

"Damn, why is this glass harder than a hammer, and it can't be broken!"

The voices of people were loud and the screams were endless. The smell of fireworks mixed with the smell of barbecue made Wang Mengxiong suddenly think of barbecued meat, and he couldn't help but feel nauseous.

The more the noise got bigger, Wang Mengxiong gradually calmed down. After all, this is the famous No. 69 Fushuang Road, which is not a vegetable market, let alone a beggar's nest. When he thought of the beggar's den, he suddenly remembered what he had heard about the fire that had been occupied by beggars. "It turns out that it's still an illusion, but the existence of this illusion that can achieve the same effect of sound, light and smell is not so easy to deal with!"

Wang Mengxiong saw through the illusion in his heart, and this illusion that acted on the brain in an unknown way disappeared automatically. The carpet of the staircase lay there quietly, showing no signs of being torn and blackened. The staircase on the first and second floors fell into darkness again, and the voices disappeared as if they had never appeared, only the horse lamp in his hand still emitted light, reflecting the shadow on the wall and stretching long.

"Is that all there is to it?"

Wang Mengxiong thought in his heart, expressing deep contempt for the existence of such a trick. He didn't know, if ordinary people encountered this, I am afraid they would not think it was a trick, and they would be scared to death.

The search went well, and on the dresser in a large room, he found the frame where the family of three was photographed. The frame is buckled to the dresser, and the glass has several cracks, but thanks to the sturdy workmanship, it still does not fall apart.

Putting the frame into the satchel he brought with him, Wang Mengxiong was upset. Judging from the various environments just experienced, there are still many ways to exist, and there may be some big moves hidden in them. It would be great if we could leave without losing or owing each other.

Coming out of the room, he walked quickly, found the staircase, and trotted all the way down to the second floor. After a few big strides, I came to the first floor.

"That's not right! How come there is a staircase down the first floor? Is there a basement that I just didn't notice? ”

Wang Mengxiong tentatively walked down another floor, and found that there was another floor of stairs downward. Looking through the gap in the staircase, the staircase that zigzags down is cascading on top of each other, and there is no end in sight.

"Mother Hippy, this fucking ghost hit the wall!"