In the dim moonlight, an antique mansion is quietly bathed in the moonlight. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The mansion is a large mansion with three entrances and three exits, with red lacquered wooden doors, willow nails and copper rings, and high eaves corners.

In the open space in front of the door, there are two huge stone lions, lifelike and powerful.

In the breeze, red paper lanterns with the word "Fu" written on them hang under the eaves and sway gently, rendering a strange atmosphere.

Li Qing stopped and looked at the door of the haunted house with a solemn gaze.

The night is cold, the haunted house is silent, and no one knows whether it is life or death under one step.

Squeak!

Two old red-lacquered wooden doors were gently pushed open, revealing a shadow wall behind them.

In ancient architectural feng shui, a wall would be built directly opposite the door to play the role of gathering feng shui.

This shadow wall in the ancient mansion is three meters long and five meters high, and there is a mural depicting a fierce tiger descending from the mountain.

In the painting, the tiger is about to pounce, the birds in the forest are alarmed, and the beasts are fleeing, showing the spirit of the king in the mountain.

A pair of tiger eyes with the size of a copper bell are shining, a tail like a stick is slightly upturned, a huge tiger body, thick claws, and fine hair, lifelike, exactly like the real one.

However, the next moment, the tiger actually came out of the mural.

Roar!

A tiger roared through the sky.

Li Qing frowned, although the tiger that came out of the painting looked powerful, but for him, there was no threat at all.

But the problem is that this is something in a haunted house, and it depends on the owner to beat the dog.

However, when the tiger opened its mouth and roared at Li Qing, Li Qing knew that he was wrong.

Rumble!

An invisible wave hit Li Qing's body, like a wave crashing, and Li Qing's body was directly blown out and smashed to the ground.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Li Qing didn't bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his head violently, and looked at the giant tiger in shock.

The giant tiger's body was a little illusory, as if the tiger's roar had consumed part of its energy.

The next moment, the giant tiger's hideous mouth opened again and roared towards Li Qing for the second time.

Roar!

Li Qing's face changed, and cold ice instantly appeared on the surface of his body.

However, this time the tiger roar was different from the last time, and it sounded directly in his heart.

Airplanes!

The huge roar echoed in Li Qing's mind, and the whole person was dizzy, and he fell to the ground. Some black, fishy blood flowed from his eyes, ears and nose.

With a roar, seven holes bleed!

This colorful giant tiger that Li Qing originally looked down on was so terrifying!

The giant tiger shook its huge tiger head, and its body was already indirectly translucent at this time, which showed that these two tiger roars were also a huge consumption for it.

Roar!

The tiger's mouth opened, and a roaring roar sounded for the third time.

Boom!

Li Qing's body flew out directly again, blood spilled, and the whole person fell to the ground and fell into a coma. And the body of the giant tiger was also shattered in this roar, turned into countless bits of crystal light, and returned to the mural.

Li Qing was lying on the ground covered in blood, his body was motionless, and his blood-stained face looked extremely embarrassed.

However, as he breathed, a trace of white mist came out of the air and entered his body, and his skin, which was originally somewhat dull yellow, became more and more crystalline.

"Huh?"

After half a ring, Li Qing woke up slightly, and the whole person jumped up from the ground in an instant.

"What is this?"

The whole body was refreshed, as if the feeling of taking a bath came from Li Qing's body, and the operation of the demon essence blood in his body was even more handy.

Looking at himself in some disbelief, Li Qing raised his head and looked at the mural on the shadow wall.

In the painting, the tiger still maintains the posture of the tiger descending the mountain, but the feeling that the tiger gives him at this time does not have the vivid and lifelike feeling at the beginning.

And under this wall, countless white bones were stacked in a thick pile.

On top of the bones, there were two corpses, a man and a woman, who were decomposing and stinking.

"The couple that the taxi driver said disappeared some time ago?" Li Qing's eyes flashed.

Zheng!

At this moment, a crisp sound of string plucking came, and the wisps of piano sound flew like a heavenly sound.

The yellow warbler is singing green, melodious and dashing, melodious and frustrating, tactful and passionate, like a silk stream surrounding the heart, and like a spring breeze blowing warm and sweet.

Li Qing's eyes couldn't help but close, his heart was ethereal, and the whole person was completely immersed in the ethereal sound of the piano.

Zheng!

As the last note fell, Li Qing Huoran opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes flashed.

"The tiger roars to refine the body, and the qin music refines the gods?"

Li Qing, who felt that he was a little different from before stepping into this haunted house, a trace of doubt appeared on his face.

Shaking his head, Li Qing didn't think much about it, stepped over the shadow wall, and walked towards the courtyard behind the wall.

The house with three entrances and three exits, only the second courtyard, is where the owner of the house lives.

Generally speaking, the first courtyard is the wing room where the subordinates and servants live, the third is the back cover room, and only the second courtyard is the main house.

And when Li Qing stepped into the gate of the first courtyard, his footsteps suddenly paused, and a trace of astonishment flashed on his face.

In the first courtyard, there were a lot of people sitting cross-legged - living people!

These people include scholars in ancient clothes, soldiers in Japanese military uniforms, peasants in plain patches, and short-sleeved shirts worn like Li Qing.

The moment Li Qing stepped into the courtyard, everyone looked at it together.

"What's the situation?" Li Qing was stunned.

"Hehe, it's a man, you lost." A young scholar dressed in a long shirt and cloth tapped an ancient book in his hand slightly, and smiled at a girl beside him.

The girl was seventeen or eighteen years old, with a ponytail and an ugly look on her baby-fat face.

"Humph!" The ponytail girl glared at Li Qing unhappily, and reluctantly handed a red crystal the size of a fingernail in her hand to the scholar.

"Haha." Putting away the red crystal a little proudly, the scholar arched his hands towards Li Qing, "Under Zhang Shide, the word Deren, dare to ask the name of the little brother?" ”

Li Qing arched his hand, "My name is Li Qing." ”

"It turned out to be Brother Li Qing." Perhaps because of Li Qing's win of the red crystal, the scholar had a good impression of Li Qing, "I don't know what year it is?" ”

"In 2016." Li Qing thought about it for a while, and added another sentence, "December." ”

"2016...... Alas, it's been more than a hundred years, but I still can't set foot in the main courtyard! The scholar sighed and said, with a melancholy look on his face.

Hearing about the current years, the other people around him also showed a trace of melancholy to a greater or lesser extent.

They were trapped here, it turned out, for so long.

"Dare to ask Brother Deren, what is all this?" Li Qing asked.

"Here?" Zhang Shide smiled, pointed to the surrounding courtyard, and showed a trace of excitement and helplessness on his face, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it is also a grave that the world avoids!" ”

And as Zhang Shide's words fell, in the crowd, an old man who was meditating cross-legged, his thin body suddenly shook, and his face showed a look of pain.

The next moment,

A layer of flames suddenly enveloped his body, instantly burning him into a pile of ashes.

Little by little, the ashes disappeared, leaving only a blank space in place, as if the old man had never existed.

"Another ...... died" Zhang Shide shrugged his shoulders indifferently, but the people around him didn't even look at the old man when he was burning.

It's like they've long been commonplace!