Han Zhuang walked up to the man with glasses and punched him in the face.

"What are you doing!" The man with glasses covers his face.

"What are you asking me for, we're all going to be killed by you!" Han Zhuang pulled the glasses man by the collar and punched him again.

Xia Yi clearly heard the sound of his fist hitting the flesh, and the man with glasses screamed loudly in pain.

Yang Lili and the round-faced girl stood aside, without the idea of helping the glasses man speak.

If it hadn't been for the man in glasses who killed the servant, they wouldn't be in this situation now.

The doors of the living room are locked, and there is nowhere to escape, as long as the weirdness comes, they can be caught in the net!

After beating the man with glasses to the point that his nose was blue and his eyes were swollen, Han Zhuang was angry.

"Get up and find out if there's a way to leave." Han Zhuang kicked the man with glasses.

The man with glasses didn't dare to resist, so he stood up honestly and looked around in the living room.

The three of Han Zhuang were also actively looking for it, only Xia Yi was lying on the sofa, it didn't matter.

The windows were boarded up by the servants so that there was no escape, and the doors were sturdy, and the handles on the outside were so tightly chained that they could not be broken.

The rest of the walls are even stronger.

"Damn it!" Han Zhuang kicked the coffee table hard, and the coffee table let out a piercing moan.

He looked at the man in glasses again.

The man with glasses was afraid that Han Zhuang would use him to vent, so he hurriedly thought of an idea: "We can use fire, the Western-style pavilion is wooden, if the living room burns up, the entire Western-style mansion will be finished, so they will definitely open the door to put out the fire!" ”

Xia Yi nodded, this method has no problem logically, but in reality, it is quite difficult.

Although the Western-style pavilion is made of wood, it has been treated with fireproofing, and the fire is not so easy to put away.

The glasses man and Han Zhuang searched around the living room, but they couldn't find matches or lighters.

Glasses men's glasses were dripped with water and made into convex mirrors in an attempt to ignite with light, but the windows were sealed, and there was simply not enough light leaking in.

They tried to use electricity again, but the electricity in the living room had been cut off.

After a morning of hard work, they gained nothing.

Han Zhuang sat on the ground and rested for a while, then raised his fist and walked towards the glasses man and beat him again.

Xia Yi mourned for the glasses man for two seconds, and took out the biscuits he had put before in the coffee table and ate them.

He looked at the round-faced girl and Yang Lili, and the round-faced girl's originally pale face became even paler.

Yang Lili, who always pays attention to her appearance, is full of dust on her head at the moment, and she doesn't clean it up.

Not to mention the glasses man and Han Zhuang.

All four were in deep despair and anguish.

So, wouldn't it be good to give up sooner?

Embarrassed yourself.

Xia Yi let out the emotion of the passerby.

The man with glasses shrank in the corner, Yang Lili, the round-faced girl and Han Zhuang sat by the window, and the living room was quiet for a while.

Xia Yi yawned, lay down and took a nap.

He had a strange dream that he was in a small, dark space, and he was hunched back against the wall.

He was woken up by a scream.

The living room was very dim, Xia Yi couldn't find anyone screaming for a while, he looked in the direction of the window, and the sunlight pouring in through the cracks in the door panel turned from golden to orange.

It was already evening.

After adapting to the darkness, Xia Yi found the four of Hanzhuang.

The scream was made by a round-faced girl, and Han Zhuang was pressing on her body.

Yang Lili knelt behind her, pressing the two legs of the round-faced girl.

The man with glasses squatted in front of him and pressed the head of the round-faced girl.

“？？？”

Xia Yi rubbed his eyes and took a closer look.

Han Zhuang and Yang Lili pressed the round-faced girl together, while the glasses man put his two hands on the temples of the round-faced girl and said something.

Except for the struggling sound of the round-faced girl, the living room was very quiet, and Xia Yi heard the words of the glasses man intermittently.

"Evil spirits beckon, evil spirits beckon, evil spirits beckon......" The man in glasses repeated.

"You read this thing useful?" Han Zhuang asked impatiently.

"It's useless, but isn't it all about saying something?" The man with glasses applied the blood on his hand to the eyebrows of the round-faced girl.

Xia Yi supported his head with his hand, pinched a biscuit and put it in his mouth.

He knew what was going on.

The three of Han Zhuang are summoning spirits, using the bodies of round-faced girls to summon spirits.

Conjuring is a talent for men with glasses.

This talent is the same type as Xia Yi's psychic, Xia Yi had a spirit before, and the one at noon was killed strangely, and the man with glasses summoned the spirit this time...... Everything points to disaster.

The three of Han Zhuang also felt that it was a little dangerous to summon spirits, but the night was about to come strangely, and the three of them had no other way but to try this skill with evil spirits.

Xia Yi ate another biscuit, he was a little hungry.

The spirit of the three lasted for about half an hour, and the round-faced girl had already struggled and had no strength, lying on the ground and letting the three of them do it.

The man with glasses continued to chatter.

When the orange in the gap between the wooden boards outside the window turned black, the round-faced girl moved.

She suddenly twitched violently.

Han Zhuang jumped a tumble and immediately opened a distance of five meters from the round-faced girl.

Yang Lili and the man with glasses also hurriedly retreated.

In the dark living room, only a little light appeared in the gap between the two doors, and this light could barely see the outline of the things in the room.

The silhouette of a girl with a round face shook on the floor, and the sound of her head hitting the floor echoed in the living room.

Knock Knock Knock –

"It worked!" The man with glasses said excitedly, "I've got a spirit!" ”

After his words fell, the round-faced girl suddenly fell silent.

Xia Yi held the biscuit in his hand, and he didn't care about sending it to his mouth, so he sat up and looked in the direction of the round-faced girl in surprise.

He saw two earthy yellow lights.

It was the eyes of the round-faced girl, and the round-faced girl landed on all fours and lifted her body.

Xia Yi rubbed his eyes, making sure that he didn't see the round-faced girl turning over.

The round-faced girl supported her body with her hands and feet while lying down.

Is this an action that humans can do?

The man in glasses also felt the chill, he swallowed his saliva, and said, "I order—"

Before he could finish speaking, the round-faced woman on all fours came alive.

I only heard a few clicks of footsteps, and the round-faced girl had already crawled in front of the glasses man with both hands and feet.

She pounced on the man in glasses.

"Ahh The man in glasses screamed and stopped moving.

In the darkness, the silhouettes of the two coincided, and it was impossible to see what was going on.

Until the two yellow eyes looked at Han Zhuang.

The round-faced girl continued her terrifying crawling and rushed in front of Han Zhuang!

Han Zhuang was shocked, picked up the chair next to him and waved it over.

The round-faced girl who was knocked out changed her target and rushed towards Yang Lili

"Ah, save me, save me!" Yang Lili shouted loudly.

Han Zhuang's soul was in a hurry, and he had no way out, so he could only grit his teeth, hold the chair tightly, and smash towards the figure of the round-faced girl and Yang Lili.

Again and again, the sound of heavy crashes echoed through the living room.

Click-

The chair fell apart completely.

Han Zhuang looked at the two figures on the ground vigilantly, it was too dark in the living room, and he couldn't tell who was who.

Neither figure moved.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Yi watched dumbfounded, and the biscuits in his hand fell to the floor.

What's going on? The three men with glasses summoned spirits to prepare to deal with the weird, and then the evil spirits that were summoned were almost wiped out?

And that evil spirit was actually smashed to death by a chair?

Is this evil spirit still ready to deal with weirdness?

Shouldn't I be smiling?

Things happened so fast that Xia Yi didn't know how to react for a while.

He could only say simply: "Mourn." ”

"It's not me who mourns." Han Zhuang tore off a long curtain cloth and walked towards Xia Yi.