I followed Gan Yuan's gaze and looked back, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

In the open space less than half a meter behind me, there stood a woman dressed in white and painted with makeup. At this moment, she just stood there, looking at us with a smile on her face, and there was no shadow at her feet.

When the woman saw me looking back at her, she flicked her sleeves and saluted.

"Lang Jun, aren't you going to the ghost gate to close Mo?"

"Yes," Gan Yuan hurriedly said, "Trouble the lady to show the way." ”

The woman bowed slightly, motioned for us to follow, and floated forward.

Gan Yuan pulled me up and quickly followed.

"It's really evil," Gan Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, "How much does the feng shui fluctuate in this place, there are so many ghosts in the yin and yang veins." ”

Maybe it was because the voice was a little louder, and the ghost lady who led the way turned around and looked at Gan Yuan silently, and broke out in a cold sweat again.

After walking for about ten minutes, we entered a long passage from the natural stone cave with no traces of axes and chisels, which gave me an extremely depressing feeling for some reason, but it seemed familiar.

Have I ever walked through such a deep and quiet passage?

But it wasn't until I saw the statue on the stone door in front of me that I realized where it was. This is not a corridor at all, but the burial path of a large tomb. We are now in an underground tomb! But the strange thing is that the tomb system of this tomb is quite strange, I can't see any dynasty, and even the surrounding statues are weird and terrifying, like evil ghosts crawling out of hell.

I couldn't help but shudder.

"It's here," the ghost lady smiled with a smile on her face, "Don't worry, gentlemen. ”

Gan Yuan looked at me and nodded to follow.

After walking another hundred or ten meters, we finally came to the tightly closed stone gate. As soon as we stopped, a boy in a red and green jacket suddenly appeared in front of the stone gate, carrying a lantern and making a gesture to the ghost lady.

"You've been waiting for a long time, come in."

I looked the boy up and down a few times before I realized what was wrong with me. It turns out that this red, green, and green little jacket and pants turned out to be a shroud! Moreover, Tong'er's face was pale and gray, but his little face had two red circles, and then look at his eyes...... This kid turned out to be made of paper!

Thinking of this, the little boy seemed to know what I was thinking, and turned his head to me and smiled.

"I'm scared of the Xianggong, I am jealous of the fire, and the excerpts of the Xianggong are still extinguished."

As he spoke, it opened its mouth and blew "poof", and the fire fold between me and Gan Yuan was instantly extinguished!

The sudden darkness caught Gan Yuan and me a little off guard, but at the same moment, a faint light lit up again in front of our eyes.

We're already inside the stone gate!

The ghost lady and the paper-tied boy just now had disappeared, and the stone door at the end of the tomb was closed tightly behind us, and we couldn't push it open.

In front of us, there was a huge mansion, and the thick and sturdy stone door just now seemed to be a side door in the back garden of the house. On the walls of the cloister of the house are small lanterns. The house was lifeless, with nothing alive in sight, lit by candles on the walls. What's even more weird is that there are only doors in the house, but no windows.

It's just such a house, and I can't believe that it is lived by a living person.

"What the hell is going on?"

"The ghost has hit the wall," Gan Yuan also looked at everything in front of him, "We may no longer be in the yin and yang veins now, it was the female ghost who played the makeup that led us here, and the owner of this yin mansion wanted us to come." ”

"Is this common?"

"I haven't seen you once in ten lifetimes," Gan Yuan glanced at me meaningfully, "Chen Qiao, you have a good life." ”

"What do you say?"

"Attract demons and evil spirits."

"Phew."

I glared at Gan Yuan angrily.

"Ahem......"

Perhaps it was because the cold of this yin house was too heavy, Zhuang Jing on Gan Yuan's back coughed violently a few times and woke up.

"What does this taste like......

Zhuang Jing was still unusually weak, and the whole person was groggy and lying on Gan Yuan's back, but the moment she raised her eyes, she was instantly stunned.

"What ......"

I looked at Zhuang Jing in surprise, followed her gaze, and was immediately shocked by the scene in front of me!

The mansion, which was still lifeless just now and did not have a trace of living popularity, is instantly full of vitality at this moment! On the cloister stood a small maid carrying a food box, a few little maids were laughing and playing in the garden, and even the pond that was originally a pool of stagnant water suddenly changed into golden koi and slim lotus leaves......

This house......

It's as if it was suddenly splashed with color, or rather, the house suddenly came to life.

When I sniffed it carefully, even the air was filled with a strong aroma of food, no wonder Zhuang Jing asked "what kind of taste" just now. For those of us who have been hungry for an unknown amount of time, the scent has a fatal appeal.

Gan Yuan and I looked at each other, neither of us knowing what was going on.

It's just that we all know one thing very well in our hearts, these "people" should not be living people.

"Uncle is here!"

Suddenly, a little girl with her hair tied in a bun came running over and took my hand prettyly.

Uncle?

It wasn't just this that shocked me, but the girl's hand...... It's hot!

Living?

"Girl," I swallowed nervously, "did you recognize the wrong person?" ”

"Yo," the girl's little face tensed, "Uncle said that he laughed, our Dou family is also a big family in Qifeng Village, although it is not as good as your Wu family, but it is not so bad that you can't recognize your son-in-law." ”

"What a sharp-toothed girl," Gan Yuan suddenly smiled, "I think you are also literate." ”

"Naturally," the little girl's face was a little smug, "I called my uncle's friend a joke, and I also read a few poems with the young lady." ”

"Then I'll test you, what year is it now? How do you write your uncle's name? ”

"Mr. looks down on people," the little girl pursed her mouth, "It's the sixth year of Zhengde!" My uncle's name is Shangwu and Xia Jingran, and the word Zilan! ”

In the sixth year of Zhengde, isn't that Ming Wuzong? I looked at Gan Yuan, who was also frowning, and it seemed that we were all aware of the problem. The surname Wu is most likely our Wu family.

Just as I opened my mouth to ask again, suddenly a rather vigorous middle-aged woman drank: "Cui Shan'er, what are you grinding powder for this girl, why don't you come in soon when my uncle arrives!" ”