Zheng Feide subconsciously picked up the embroidered shoes.

But somehow, at this moment, his brain tingled, he couldn't describe what he saw next, he even forgot how to breathe.

The pupils dilated in horror, and the heartbeat in the ears was like thunder.

He could almost see the scene in front of him shifting and starry, countless streamers intertwined, countless figures overlapping, and countless voices overlapping.

Time is turning back!

He couldn't get out, and even he was motionless, stiffly frozen in the whirlpool of time and space.

Time is going backwards...... In the ...... of regression

Finally stopped

He...... Back a hundred years ago.

*

Zheng Feide came back to his senses, he let out a long sigh of relief, all this was already fifteen years ago, and he had even completely forgotten how he had escaped from the nightmare of a hundred years ago.

Unexpectedly, today, he would have to face it again.

But if the matter is not resolved, there will never be a way out, not to mention that this is his original intention to establish the Institute of Ancient Culture.

Since someone is willing to help him, why don't he take this opportunity to officially end his nightmare.

Fifteen years have passed, and countless days and nights of uncertainty are not an exaggeration to say that it is a painful torture.

So, there is such an opportunity, and he will not let it go.

Because Runyuan has been sold, the traces of the Cheng family have even disappeared cleanly, but I don't know what the new owner wants to do when he buys Runyuan, so he didn't move in.

Instead, a large number of security personnel were arranged.

In this case, to go in is to find death.

But I don't know what the man in black who wants to invest in himself did, Zheng Feide and Li Yan successfully sneaked in, but it was late at night, and the ancient mansion was particularly deep and terrifying.

When the Cheng family was there, there was still a little bit of fireworks, but now Runyuan is completely dead.

There is no life.

The light of the flashlight shines past, and the corrugated is a surge of dust.

The smell of decay was so overwhelming that it was almost impossible to breathe.

The scariest thing is often quiet.

Extreme silence.

In this silence, you can hear your own breathing, your own heartbeat, your own pulse.

They haunt you until you die.

"Director, what the hell is he asking us to find?" Li Yan held the flashlight and tried his best to keep his composure, but the hand holding the flashlight trembled. The dappled lights splashed everywhere, mysteriously intertwined into large and small lights and shadows.

Zheng Feide was about to speak, but suddenly heard someone singing behind her, her voice was very soft, as if whispering, but in Zheng Feide's ears it was extremely clear.

The singing is tactful, with a bit of girlish sweet expectation, but mixed with a bit of unspeakable grievances.

"The lover looks at the lotus, the lotus is strong, embroidered a ball and the lotus, and is willing to tie the white hair with the lover."

……

After Jiang October left the private girls' middle school, he called Fu Qinghan.

The conversation is simple, she is going to Runyuan.

Runyuan is now Fu Qinghan's territory, and if she wants to go there, she naturally has to ask him, the new owner of Runyuan.

What's more, he also brings his own transportation.

Sure enough, after a while, Fu Qinghan came to pick her up, his car had just stopped, and many passers-by had already turned their eyes uncontrollably.

Luxury cars!

It's still the world's top luxury car! It smells like money!