Liang Miaomiao and Gao Ling returned to the door of Xiao Sifu's house. At night, the yin here is even heavier, and Liang Miaomiao told Lingling to guard near the house, and she must not follow up.

Lingling held the wicker she had just picked on the side of the road in one hand and the compass in the other, standing vigilantly in a corner, her eyes observing every move in the house.

The big iron door was not locked, and Liang Miaomiao, who had taken the spell, gently opened a crack in the iron door and slipped into it.

Although the lights were not turned on, the moon was round tonight, and a faint light shone into the room, barely enough for her to see what was going on inside the house.

On the first floor of Sifu's house, there is a large living room, a bathroom and kitchen. There were little ghosts wandering around, and Liang Miaomiao didn't know where things were hiding.

Her spirit is highly concentrated, and she has to be careful not to make a sound every step she takes, let alone bump into other ghosts.

She cautiously groped her way into the room, trying not to touch anything around her, and her cold sweat flowed out under the high tension.

In the process of walking, she always felt that the floor was wet, as if it had just been mopped, but it faintly exuded a foul smell.

Because Li Jing was very likely to be held hostage here, Liang Miaomiao was afraid to do anything, for fear that those ghosts would kill Li Jing in anger.

Just as she was getting closer and closer to the room, there was a crackling sound on the stairs. This voice was amplified countless times in the silent space, almost scaring Liang Miaomiao's soul away.

Something seemed to have rolled down on the second floor, and Liang Miaomiao hurriedly hid behind a table covered with a tablecloth.

When that 'thing' completely rolled down the stairs, she realized that it was Xiao Sifu!

Xiao Sifu was obviously lifeless, but Shui Rongde didn't know what method she used to keep her soul locked in her body.

She was now crawling awkwardly on the ground like a robot about to be scrapped.

Her originally snow-white and pink skin had become bloody under the friction with the floor, especially the joints, which had almost exposed the muscle tissue!

It seemed that all the wet things on the ground were her blood, and it looked like she had been circling back and forth in this room for a long time.

The sound came from far and near, and Xiao Sifu slowly crawled in the direction of Liang Miaomiao.

Liang Miaomiao was a little flustered, but soon thought that if Xiao Sifu really found her, how could she climb so slowly.

Xiao Sifu should be moving according to a certain route, and Liang Miaomiao simply drilled under the table.

One second she had just gotten under the table, and the next she regretted it. Because she saw a dark figure on the table, no more than a few centimeters away from her head!

She almost subconsciously wanted to kill this ghost, but fortunately, she controlled it in time. At this time, even she herself had to admire her calmness, this ghost cowering under the table was obviously not something to mess with, if she did anything with it, it would obviously disturb other ghosts, even Chen Tian.

It was too late for her to withdraw now, and Xiao Sifu had already crawled near him.

The only thing to be thankful for now is that the ghost under the table didn't notice her existence.

Xiao Sifu got closer and closer, and for a while, in addition to the squirming sound of her crawling, there was also Liang Miaomiao's own rapid heartbeat.

Smelling the increasingly foul smell, Liang Miaomiao had already summoned a hundred daggers, and her whole body was so tense, like an arrow about to leave the string.

Fortunately, Xiao Sifu did not follow into the table, but turned around and left.

After mastering Xiao Sifu's trajectory, Liang Miaomiao was much more relieved. She couldn't afford to play with these things, after all, as long as Chen Tian was controlled, they would also become a rabble.

Lingling stood outside, her eyes never taking off the house. She even wondered if Liang Miaomiao could see through the window how she dealt with those ghosts inside after she went in.

But a few minutes passed, and there was no movement in the room.

Lingling had an illusion, as if this room had swallowed Liang Miaomiao completely.

Normally, at this time, she should have fallen asleep a long time ago, but now it is about three o'clock in the morning, and she is so sleepy that she rubs her eyes.

At this time, the compass in Lingling's pocket was suddenly as cold as an ice lump, and she was so frightened that she quickly took it out.

I saw that the hands of the compass were raised high, and the hands were spinning slightly.

Mu Feng said that wherever the pointer pointed, the ghost was there. Now that she turns like a blender, doesn't it mean that she is surrounded by ghosts?

Lingling was so frightened that she suddenly woke up, and she was so frightened that she clenched the wicker and pumped it against the air around her.

The wicker rattled in the air, and the leaves fell one by one, and I don't know if it scared away the ghost that haunted her.

After a few minutes of continuous throwing, Lingling's entire arm was sore, the compass returned to normal temperature, and the pointer stopped.

Looking at the bare branches, Lingling thought to herself that she must have hit a ghost, otherwise how could the leaves have fallen so badly, and suddenly turned from dark green to withered yellow.

These ghosts were originally staying in the room well, how could they run out for no reason? Could it be that Sister Miao Miao successfully defeated Chen Tian and Shui Derong?

Lingling couldn't help but take a few steps forward and look into the room from a different angle.

Sure enough, there was a light in the room that was turned on, and she saw Liang Miaomiao standing by the window on the second floor waving to her.

Lingling was overjoyed and hurried to the other side of the house, but the temperature of the compass began to cool down again, and the closer she got to the house, the more icy the compass became, and by the time she reached the door, her hands were already frostbitten.

There must be a lot of ghosts in it, should you go inside?

Lingling hesitated, took a few steps back, and looked upstairs again. I saw that this time it was Li Jing standing by the window, constantly lip-syncing at her, as if to say, "Come up and help!" ”

Since Li Jing and Liang Miaomiao both asked her to go up, it means that the dangerous things inside have been solved.

She has wicker in her hand, as long as she does just now, she should be able to get rid of all those ghosts in no time!

As soon as she said go, Lingling hid the compass of the frozen man under a flower pot at the door, and then pushed open the iron door with a flashlight.

As soon as the door opened, Liang Miaomiao, who was about to enter the toilet to search, was startled, and when she saw Lingling rushing in, she couldn't help but get angry!

This kid, let her stand guard outside the door, why did she rush in by herself, isn't this adding to the chaos?