Shanhai stood up, and Dai Luan ran in to give it to him. She hadn't recovered yet, and she said intermittently, as if it was related to the Songyun family. He didn't speak, but took the paper carefully. The letter paper had been simmered by the hot wood ash in the stove, and it had become several pieces, and there was still a little residual warmth, almost like human skin. It's just that it becomes brittle, and the slightest mistake can drop confetti.

In the faint light of the candlesticks, he carefully placed them on the table, gently moving his fingers in an attempt to restore them to their original order. Shan Hai could have used some spells to completely restore it to its pre-burn appearance, but he needed tools, and he didn't bother to prepare.

"Yes...... A letter from home, sent by Songyun's family...... "The mountains and seas struggled to identify the broken words.

"A letter from home? Hasn't Miss Songyun been dead for a long time, how can there still be correspondence? Was it written for the Kashiwaya family? When Mu Wan heard this, he couldn't help but think. The door was still open, and the cool breeze blew in, making it look so cold on a summer night.

"No...... It seems to be a ...... Daughter wrote. ”

The daughter is naturally the Songyun girl. But isn't she already ...... Why should a letter to a dead person be sent to the house where she lived?

Unless, they thought she was alive.

"Deceived."

As if in line with the words of the mountains and seas, the door was suddenly slammed shut by the wind, making a loud noise. The three of them couldn't help but shudder. Immediately afterwards, the candlestick on the table went out in the windless room, as if someone had blown it off. In the face of the sudden darkness, they all panicked, but Shan Hai quickly lit the lamp with a spell.

Through the practice of enlightenment, ordinary people can perceive the existence of spiritual power and use it slightly. But if you are not born with abundant spiritual power and are extremely gifted, using it like this will consume your lifespan. Shan Hai is a very talented person, and this spell is no problem for him.

The room was bright again, even brighter than before. The door was closed tightly, and it took three people to break it open. Opening the door, they found that the courtyard seemed darker than ever. The places where the lights are usually lit at night were also extinguished, and it seemed that the whole yard was on fire.

It's the time of day, the Dragon Boat Festival, the heaviest day of the year - that's how it should be.

The night watchman panicked and ran around the yard in the dark, as if he had heard someone falling. Soon, there was a clanging sound in the other rooms, and people were awakened one after another. It stands to reason that everyone should be asleep at this time, how can there be such a big movement? It seems that in addition to the lack of light, there are other strange phenomena happening.

In the midst of this difficult night, chaos became the theme of the courtyard.

Shan Hai held the lamp, and the three of them ran towards the old lady's main room. In the faint light, Dai Luan noticed that the entire courtyard had changed. All the pillars sprouted long branches, fangs and claws like monsters. They seemed to be stationary, but as she ran, they seemed to be shaking. It felt like something lurking in the area had finally taken a shot, the whitewashed shell peeling off in layers, revealing its original horrible appearance in the darkness.

At this time, she tripped over a branch sticking out from a low place and fell to the ground. The other two stopped, and Mu Wan helped her up and let Shanhai go first. He hesitated, nodded, and continued to run forward with the lamp in hand. He could have jumped away quickly with light skills, but the flame was too fragile and it was not easy to maintain.

Shanhai turned his head and saw that someone had already re-lit the torches and lamps and walked towards this side, so he was relieved of the two of them and quickened his pace.

The door to the main room was unlocked, and he pushed it open with some effort. There was no one in the house, so the old lady must have gone out, so the door would be open. But where can she go? Shanhai thought about it for a while, and immediately reacted, it should be in the young master's house. So he turned around and ran to the other side. I almost collided with the maid on the way, and I almost tripped over it a few times.

Compared to the entire spacious courtyard, the weak flame was insignificant, and a great darkness enveloped everything. And in the darkness of the night, he felt something darker, indescribable, wandering in the courtyard, looking for something. That force is very powerful, and it may be the so-called "terrible ghost" itself in their mouths.

Finally he found the place, and saw that the cook was also at the door, and she could not open the door. He handed her the candlestick and tried to push it, but it felt like something was just in the way behind the door. So he took two steps back, and stepped forward and kicked the door open, and sure enough, there was a small cabinet lying inside.

When he and the cook pushed the door, they heard a burst of screams from inside, as if they were afraid that something would come to the door, and they cursed in a trembling voice. It wasn't until they saw who it was that they were relieved, but they were still nervously huddled together, and the scene of the three of them huddled by the bed was very funny.

"I advise you to make it clear now, what do you explain to the letter sent by the Songyun family? Who replied in the name of Miss Songyun? If you still don't want to tell the truth, we can only protect ourselves. ”

For the first time, Rin Shanhai's expression was so solemn, serious, and cold. This face must have never been seen by Dai Luan.

As soon as they heard that he was leaving, the men panicked again. They trembled and looked at each other. Just when no one knew how to speak, the cook took the lead in shouting:

"Dao Chief! The old woman asked me to kill him, and it has nothing to do with me! You must save me, save me! ”

She threw herself on the ground, clutching Shanhai's trouser legs. The lampstand hit the ground, and what little oil was left was spilled, splashing a shallow imprint, and a small flame was kindled, illuminating the whole room. The firelight came from top to bottom, coldly hitting the cook's face, she was more like a ghost, clinging to the living in the yang world and refusing to let go.

"You're talking about Miss Songyun?" Shanhai asked sharply.

"No, it's not!" The young master suddenly crawled over, "This is really not!" ”

"Really? How many lives have you killed in the Baigu family! ”

"Humph......"

Behind him came Mu Wan's sneer. She and Dai Luan had already arrived here, followed by many people with torches. She'd been listening here for a while, and she had a rough idea. She went on to say:

"You're talking about the wife who left early...... No wonder you love this daughter-in-law so much, in my opinion, you just look at her and you, and it's pleasing to the eye! ”

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Kashiwaya's wife screamed, but she couldn't find the words to refute it for a while.

But in fact, Rin Shanhai's mind is also very chaotic.

How many lives are there here? Who is this terrible ghost? Who does she want to harm, and why? How should he cope? Is it pure malice? Was it because he was persecuted by the living during his lifetime? Who is more important, the unjust soul in vain or the human life in front of him? And what is the truth?

I don't dare to think, and I don't want to think.

A strange wind blew and extinguished everyone's torches. Suddenly, the courtyard fell into darkness again, and the noise of people was bold. In the faint moonlight, it was as if they were the ghosts of the night.

It was the same wind that ran down the open gate and caused a fire on the ground to erupt freely. It scurried up and down the room as if it had been given life, igniting everything that could burn. The room was like daylight, which made Mu Wan a little stunned for a moment, as if this scene had been seen not long ago.

Where?

"Let's go, Shanhai!" Dai Luan shouted loudly. The wind seemed to close the door on purpose, but it was blocked by the horizontal cabinet and could not be closed for a long time. Mu Wan and Dai Luan were outside the door, constantly waving to the mountains and seas.

"Let's go, Rin, how long are you going to spend on this group of liars!"

Mu Wan finally came back to her senses, she stepped on the cabinet with one foot, trying to drag the mountains and seas over. He took a step back, looking a little hesitant. She was amazed by the move. She took another step forward, her feet on the cabinet, and condescendingly pulled up the placket of Rin Shanhai's clothes, but he remained unmoved.

"Are you crazy, if you think the life of the wicked is important, I won't care about you!"

“…… Let's go," eight blank spells flashed between the ten fingers of the mountain and sea, "If they don't want to say anything, I'll go and ask the ghost myself!" ”

"If you want to die, I won't stop you!"

As if angry, Mu Wan let go of his hand and took a step back. The fire in the house was bigger and more dazzling, which made the extremely unpleasant scene constantly swirl in Mu Wan's mind.

"Then you take care of Ah Luan."

His voice was not loud, but his words were clear. Mu Wanleng paused for a moment, and noticed that someone around him was about to rush over, so he stopped him, and it was really Dai Luan. She didn't talk nonsense, grabbed Dai Luan's arms and wanted to take her away. At this time, she unloaded the peachwood sword at her waist and threw it towards the sea of fire. Shan Hai still had the charm between his fingertips, and he caught the sword one by one.

At this point, the cabinet lost its strength and popped out in the direction of the door. The two girls dodged it, and it rolled down the steps and crashed into the panicked crowd. The crowd became more noisy and scattered in all directions.

Mu Wan dragged Dai Luan all the way and cut off all the branches that stood in the way with an umbrella. Dai Luan turned her head and saw a huge cloud of black smoke crashing desperately against the closed door. Presumably, the ghost confirmed the location, and the room had been sealed off by the mountains and seas.

- With charms.

He tossed the blank charms up and down vertically, fitting neatly along the crack in the door. Immediately afterward, mysterious words appeared on the spell - it was written directly by Shan Hai with the spirit of Nian. Again, it is a move that will break the life.

While running, Mu Wan thought in his heart, there are mugwort leaves hanging on this door, although the dirty things can't get in, those who come in can't get out. She also turned her head and looked at the house surrounded by a sea of fire, and there was always a tingle in her eyes.

Dazzling, nasty, annoying fire.