When I returned home, everyone's faces were not very good-looking.

Especially Hu Yao and I, we are as pale as paper.

In less than an hour, we've seen ghosts twice.

This is undoubtedly carried home.

As for Shen Shiman and the female ghost, there is no clue worth analyzing at all.

So I can only give up for the time being, and I will wait until tomorrow to ask the old man who lives in 801 to ask for clarification.

The four of them were roughly assigned the next bed, Hu Yao and I slept in the second bedroom, and Fu Zhenyu and An Ran squeezed the sofa.

After all, I still have to catch a plane to Cheongdo tomorrow and need to get some rest.

That night, I lay in bed, turned over and couldn't sleep.

All that comes to mind is what happened in the near future.

Whether it's the Thirteen Immortals or the Blood Pool Infant Corpse.

Even the haunting incident just now, and my soul lamp that could not be lit, I always had a feeling in the dark:

Things are becoming more and more out of control.

So, if I go to Qingdao at this time, is it right or wrong?

I can almost assert that this trip to Qingdao will definitely not be peaceful.

Even if you go with Fu Zhenyu, it will not be absolutely safe.

Well, that's it:

The more I want to sleep, the more I can't sleep.

I was like that at this point, although I knew that I should recharge my energy and keep my energy vigorous, but my mind was just uncontrollable cranky.

That night, I couldn't sleep.

On the contrary, it was Hu Yao, who had no heart and lungs, snoring loudly, and sleeping so fragrantly.

The next day, when the sun was just out, I got out of bed and washed.

Generally, the elderly are used to getting up early, maybe the old man of 801 has already gotten up?

I didn't call Hu Yao, who was sleeping like a dead pig, but planned to go to the old man myself to ask the ins and outs of the whole incident.

didn't think about it, as soon as he left the house, Fu Zhenyu just came out of the staircase with a sweaty face.

"Woke up early."

Seeing me come out, Fu Zhenyu said hello to me and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead by the way.

"Brother Yu, what are you doing here?"

I took out my phone and looked at the time, and it was only 5:12.

In other words, Fu Zhenyu has already gone out, so what did he do?

"Morning exercise."

Leaving this sentence, Fu Zhenyu walked past me and made a gesture to open the door.

"By the way, what are you doing here? I remember the plane was in the afternoon, right? ”

"No, I'm thinking about meeting the old man from 801."

"The old man who told you last night that there was no one in room 803?"

"Hmm."

I nodded, raised my leg and walked towards 801.

"Wait a minute, I'll take a shower, and we'll go together later."

"Okay."

I didn't think much about it, and followed Fu Zhenyu back home.

Fu Zhenyu took a shower quickly, I had just finished smoking a cigarette, and he had already wiped his hair and walked out of the bathroom in shorts.

"Actually, you don't have to go to that old man."

Wiping his hair in the mirror, Fu Zhenyu suddenly spoke.

"What do you mean?"

I didn't react to his sudden words.

I remember that last night, Fu Zhenyu didn't quite agree with the decision to go to the old man today.

Now that he's saying it again, I feel that something is wrong.

"It's not interesting, in this building, anything is possible."

Putting down this sentence that made me scratch my head, Fu Zhenyu put on his clothes and pants, and said while buttoning up:

"However, since you want to go, I'll just stay with you."

As I spoke, I noticed that Fu Zhenyu's gaze was still glancing towards An Ran.

Enron?

Turning my head a little slumbered, I looked at Enron's end.

This guy is sleeping soundly.

But when Fu Zhenyu spoke, he always looked at An Ran's side, what did it mean?

"Let's go."

Before I could figure out what was going on, Fu Zhenyu was already dressed and took the lead out of the house.

Although, I haven't figured out what Fu Zhenyu means by always looking towards Enron.

But An Ran was lying on the side, and it wasn't too good for me to ask directly.

Even if you fall asleep peacefully, this occasion is not very appropriate.

After hesitating, I could only follow Fu Zhenyu out of the room and knocked on the door of No. 801.

As I guessed, the elderly get up very early.

After a few knocks, the door opened.

It's just that it wasn't the old man who opened the door last night, but a silver-haired lady.

"Grandma, hello, I'm a neighbor who lives at No. 802, may I ask, is your uncle up yet?"

It's a bit lame to say this, mainly because I don't know what the old man is called.

"Uncle? Who's you looking for, young man? ”

"That's it...... It's your wife, the man in the white hurdle vest. ”

I don't know how to express it, so I can only roughly describe what the old man was dressed and looked like last night.

Of course, I don't know if this lady is the old man's wife.

"Are you looking for Lao Li?"

I don't know why, when I finished describing the appearance and characteristics of the old man.

I distinctly felt a hint of gloom in the eldest lady's eyes.

"That'...... Then come in. ”

The eldest lady hesitated for a while, but still let the door open and let the two of us in.

During the whole process, Fu Zhenyu didn't say a word, just like a lump of wood.

Old furniture.

Large-scale décor.

and dim light.

As soon as I stepped through the door, I could clearly feel the light dimming.

I don't know if it's my delusion, but I always feel that many old people live in the rooms, and the rooms in the house are bleak.

Even in the early morning hours like now, when the sun is shining, there is still a slight lack of light.

When I first came to someone else's house, Fu Zhenyu and I were embarrassed to wander around, but under the guidance of my aunt, we slowly sat on the sofa in the living room.

It's a sofa, but it's actually an old-fashioned wooden chair, but with a thin cushion on it.

"Young man, you two sit down first, and I'll make you a cup of tea."

Let the two of us on the sofa, the eldest lady said a few polite words, turned around and was about to leave.

"Auntie, don't be busy, we just want to ask Uncle Li about something, and we'll leave immediately, ......"

Before I could finish speaking, Fu Zhenyu on the side suddenly pulled me and gave me a look.

What's wrong?

For a while, I didn't react, just looked at Fu Zhenyu with curiosity.

Isn't that what we're here for, and what do you mean by giving me a look now?

"Your powers of observation...... Look over there. ”

Seeing that I was still in that confused state, Fu Zhenyu shook his head helplessly, and could only point to the corner of the living room.

Over there?

What's going on over there?

Looking in the direction that Fu Zhenyu was pointing, I couldn't help but gasp.

The light in the room was so dim that I couldn't see it clearly when I entered the door.

Now, when I can see the thing in the corner.

I only felt a stream of cool air, which was running up the soles of my feet uncontrollably:

On an inconspicuous table of eight immortals, a black and white photo was placed at this time.

As for the person in that photo, it turned out to be the old man I met last night.

This......

Nima ......