"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Su Xiaoliu stepped back and said with a smile, "Recently, I've been practicing light skills a little bit of a demon, and my legs flew up unconsciously." ”

"Oh?" The official said suspiciously, "The sixth master has also practiced light skills?" ”

"I've practiced," Su Xiaoliu hurriedly changed the topic, "Let's go!" ”

The official continued to walk forward with the lantern, and asked as he walked: "How high can the sixth master fly with that light skill?" ”

"Ah," Su Xiaoliu had been looking around, afraid that those unjust souls who died in the Zongren Mansion would come out to ask for their lives, so he didn't pay much attention to his question, so he replied casually, "It's just more than a foot high!" ”

"How tall is a foot still need to practice?" The officer's tone was full of disdain, "It's a living person, and you can't jump a foot or two tall at will!" ”

"Ah, ah, too." Su Xiaoliu came back to his senses, "How far do we have to go?" ”

"It's almost there," the officer pointed to a dimly lit courtyard in front of him, "that's it, it's a separate courtyard, guarded by soldiers outside, and although you can't come out, you can move around as you please!" Much better than those dark, damp cells and row rooms! ”

Walking through a forest, Su Xiaoliu saw a courtyard surrounded by a low wall, and at the gate was a duty room, with an official white paper lantern hanging on the door, and the words "Zongrenfu" were printed on the lantern.

As soon as he approached, Su Xiaoliu smelled a smell of wine, and the officer pointed to the room on duty and said: "There are two people on duty here on weekdays, three shifts a day, and the night shift has nothing to do, and eighty percent of them are drinking!" ”

"Looks like it's easy to be on an errand here!" Su Xiaoliu said with a smile, "The officials of the Yamen are just outside the gate, and they dare to drink at this time?" ”

"Whew!" The official waved his hand and smiled disapprehantly, "The sixth master doesn't know, those hall officials will not come here easily, they only come to Chachaban occasionally!" ”

"Ouch, here?" When the people on duty heard the movement, they all walked out, and Su Xiaoliu saw that it was a fat and a thin two slightly drunk officials.

"This is the sixth master of Prince Zheng's mansion," the official's tone seemed to introduce a big man, "You guys should wait for the sixth master to go in!" ”

"Huh," the fat official greeted him with a smile on his face, "Sixth master, the house has been arranged by your house, and our brothers have also put hot water for you, if there is anything inconsiderate, you can mention it!" ”

"You're polite, you're polite," Su Xiaoliu felt that the face of King Zheng's Mansion was indeed not small, and the prisoner was so polite to the prisoner, but he didn't know what he needed for the time being, so he said, "If you need anything, you have to bother the two!" ”

"I don't dare to take the word tired," the thin officer laughed, his mouth almost reaching his ears, "There are three upper rooms in this courtyard, counting the sixth master, there are four people living in total, and the east and west wings are all occupied, and the best north main house is just reserved for the sixth master." Sixth master, let's take a look? ”

"Okay," Su Xiaoliu stretched out his hand and asked him to lead the way, "Who lived in this main house before?" ”

"Before?" The thin officer stepped through the gate and said as he walked, "It has been empty and no one has lived in it before, and no one has lived here in all these years anyway. ”

"It's that no one lives," the fat officer also ran to the front to lead the way, and said diligently, "It is said that the eighth elder brother of the Yongzheng Dynasty lived here in the early years, and the later people were too expensive, and few people came to live." ”

"Too expensive?" Su Xiaoliu was a little puzzled, and was about to ask, when he suddenly saw the thin errand officer secretly kicking the fat errand officer, and his heart suddenly understood.

[Netizen]: What do you mean? Why kick him?

[Netizen]: What did you say you leaked?

[Netizen]: Still don't understand? You have to live in a house in prison, and you can't bribe these jailers with money!

[Netizen]: I see, it must be that this upper room is too expensive, and ordinary people can't afford to live in it.

[Netizen]: How good can it be? 24-hour hot water? Free WIFI? Included breakfast?

[Netizen]: Upstairs seems to be open outside!

The courtyard is not big, and there are no furnishings in the night, and the east and west wings are also dark and unlit at this time, Su Xiaoliu thought to himself: "Just now they said that there are three people living on these two sides, and the lights will all be turned off, is it because they went to bed early?" ”

When he came to the door of the main room, the fat officer took out the key and opened the door, and when he pushed the door, Su Xiaoliu saw that four candles as thick as a baby's arm were lit in the four corners of the room, which illuminated the room brightly.

Looking at the furnishings in the room, although there are no tables, chairs, benches and beds, there is a huge fur on one side, which looks like a good fur.

"Sixth master," the fat official pointed to the fur and said, "This sect has rules, there can be no furniture in the house, and you usually sleep on hay, your Zheng Wangfu is really magnificent, and it is really a big deal to prepare such a big wolf skin mattress for you!" ”

"It's okay, it's okay!" Su Xiaoliu was polite in his mouth, but he still felt that Duanhua was very face-saving in his heart.

Looking at other items, books, towels, basins, clothes and hats, tableware and everything else, Su Xiaoliu smiled in his heart: "Lao Tzu will really be a high-level squatting prison, okay, let's experience the prison life of the children of the Qing Dynasty!" ”

"Sixth Master," the thin officer pointed to the teapot on the ground on the right, "The tea is ready, you can rest first!" ”

"Good, good!" Su Xiaoliu said politely to them, "It's hard work!" ”

After the fat and thin officials said goodbye, Su Xiaoliu closed the door and lay down on the wolfskin mattress, and he raised his eyes to the roof

Mu Liang couldn't help but feel a little hairy in his heart, so he said to the netizens in the live broadcast room: "You say, this house won't be really haunted, right?" ”

[Netizen]: That's not necessarily!

[Netizen]: Didn't the two of them say just now, since the death of the eighth elder brother, no one has lived here, I think the soul of the eighth elder brother must still be here!

[Netizen]: Yes, the eighth child died so miserably back then, he will definitely be ghosted!

"No," Su Xiaoliu said a little self-comfortingly, "This is the Daoguang period, at least a hundred years away from the age of the eighth elder brother, right?" What kind of unjust soul is so strong? A hundred years is still there? ”

Just as he was saying this, suddenly the candlelight in the room kept shaking from side to side, and Su Xiaoliu was shocked: "Huh? Are there really ghosts? ”

[Netizen]: Xiaoliu, let's see if the candlelight in the southeast corner has turned green? If it turns green, it's a ghost fire!

[Netizen]: Don't be scary upstairs, it's not a tomb robbery, how can it turn green?

Su Xiaoliu swallowed his saliva, looked around, looked at all four candles, and asked nervously, "Which side is the southeast direction?" ”

[Netizen]: Your house is due north, it should be the one on your left hand!

[Netizen]: The four candles are all lit with yellow light, how can they turn green?

[Netizen]: It hasn't turned green, but why does the candlelight keep shaking?

"That's right," Su Xiaoliu also felt very strange, "Why do you keep shaking?" ”

Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who," Su Xiaoliu asked in a trembling voice, "Who?" ”

"Sixth Master," the voice outside the door was very weak, it didn't sound like the two fat and thin officials just now, "Our Eighth Master invites you to come out!" ”

"Eighth Master?" Su Xiaoliu was shocked.

[Netizen]: Eighth brother Yinxi?

[Netizen]: No, there are really ghosts?