It's evening, and the sun has just set, so it's not dark in the afterglow.

In front of the gate of Dong's house, there are two large stone lions more than one person high.

Two stone lions towered there, their faces hideous, and a pair of fierce eyes, as if they were alive, staring straight ahead.

Under the eyes of the stone lion, I suddenly had a feeling of leakage.

It was as if something was snooping on me.

Is that the stone lion?

Or is it someone hiding in the depths?

After all, this has arrived in front of people's doors, and it is weird, but it has become normal.

After two glances at the big stone lion, I stopped looking at it and turned my head to look at the gate.

The gate was painted with red paint, but the rain had washed it away, making it much lighter.

If you get closer, you can smell the decay emanating from the wooden door.

The smell is like being in a mass grave, wafting through the mountains and fields.

There is a pair of bowl-sized brass rings on the door, obviously, it is something that knocks on the door, and with a few taps, a crisp sound can be heard on the door.

What stood out even more, however, were the two long seals on the doorway and the large lock on the chain below them.

The seal has been around for many years, and looking at the paper, it is yellowish, and I don't know how much wind and rain it has passed.

And the big lock is bigger than the lock of ordinary people.

But it doesn't bother me.

Holding the thumb-thick chain, it was impossible for me to break it with my strength, but it was not difficult to pull the chain off the wooden door.

With a slight effort, the chain clicked away from the door.

If you want to protect this Dong Mansion as a cultural relic-level ancient mansion, my method is really not good, it is too barbaric.

But it's a haunted house at this point, and I have no reason to be as careful as a pet.

As long as the purpose is achieved, the process is not important.

The chains were pulled down and the door was pushed open.

"Squeak-"

The heavy voice sounded so harsh, as if the two doors hadn't been opened in a long, long time.

These two gates are about three meters high and five or six meters wide, and it takes a lot of force to push them open.

In the midst of a heavy "creak", the gate opened, and a barren and miserable courtyard came into view.

The courtyard in the house is very large, and fortunately this is not the center of the city, otherwise this ancient house may not be saved.

The courtyard was covered with waist-high weeds, and only one bluestone path leading to the main hall gate was slightly cleaner.

When the door opened, I didn't go in directly, but stood in the door and listened to the movement.

After a short wait, there was no movement.

I called the ghosts who came with me.

"What's wrong, Xiaofeng?" Yuting asked.

I said, "You watch the door for me, in case I get in, it won't be good if the door closes." ”

"Why don't we go in with you?"

I shook my head.

Now I am not the cowardly Xiaofeng I was back then, although it is dangerous to break into the camp alone, but fortunately, I still have the ability to protect myself with one or two hands.

If you have a skill, you will have more confidence.

Besides, I've already probed the Book of Life and Death just now, and there is no response at all, so it seems that the judge's pen is not here.

It's just that the judge's pen is not there, so I don't know if Zhuge Youming is there.

A group of ghost friends guarded the gate for me, and I walked in slowly.

The breeze blew in through the gate, rustling the weeds all over the garden, and it was as if something was hidden in the waist-high weeds.

It was a short path, and I walked very slowly, keeping an eye on the movements around me with every step.

When I came to the main hall, I listened carefully, but there was still no movement.

It stands to reason that if Zhuge Youming and his gang were really here, then from the time I opened the door, the people inside should have discovered something a long time ago.

But until now, there was a dead silence in it.

Without thinking too much, I pushed open the door of the main room.

The wooden door slammed open, and my eyes didn't even blink, staring intently.

Before that, I had plans to leave.

Thinking that since there is no judge's pen, try not to provoke Zhuge Youming.

But when I think about it again, there is still a fire in my stomach.

Whether it was the black-robed ghost who attacked the people around me before, or the army that came to assassinate me, and the black brother who never appeared......

The source of these things is all in Zhuge Youming!

Because I really can't think of anyone with such a hatred for me but him.

And I don't know where his enmity with me came from.

But since he wants to kill me several times, I naturally can't let him go!

Although he may not have done it, he will not be rude to him, and if he can't beat him, he will make trouble!

So I didn't hesitate to open the door, wanting to meet this fable, former Hellmaster for a while.

But when I opened the door of the main house, I was taken aback.

The first thing I saw was a picture of a person.

The man's face was terrifying, distorted, and rigidly mechanical, and he had a long whip, apparently dressed as a Manchu outfit.

This one scared me away.

But when I reacted, I let out a sigh of relief.

All I saw was a picture hanging above the main hall.

In this kind of old house, there are usually photos of important people in the family.

And apart from the face in the photo, there was no one in the main hall.

This kind of classical old house has a special main hall, two halls, inner houses, backyards and so on.

To put it bluntly, this main hall is equivalent to the living room of a modern house, which is used to meet guests.

In the opposite door, there is a large portrait more than one meter high, and a plaque hangs above it, with two words on it: Mirror hangs high.

This is really strange, generally speaking, the mirror is hung high in the yamen. This kind of big family should hang some family rules and group training, even if it is written all the best, it is stronger than this mirror.

The four big characters are vigorous and powerful, and although they have been covered with thick dust, they still give people a sense of majesty.

Below the plaque is a tea table with two Taishi chairs on either side.

On both sides of the main hall, there are more than a dozen chairs, looking at this posture, it is similar to a small court.

It is estimated that the owner of this Dong Mansion used to be a member of the DPRK and the Central Committee, a prominent party.

Looking at the furnishings of this ancient house, although it is old, it is very neat.

I involuntarily walked in.

As soon as I walked into the house, there was a "clang" and two doors slammed shut.

All of a sudden, the room was dark.

There is no glass in this room, the windows are pasted with window paper, and it is already late, so when the door is closed at this moment, it is suddenly dark in front of you.

My heart sank.

Just as I was about to open the door in amazement, a red dot suddenly lit up in the room.

It was a lantern hanging from the beams of the house.

The lantern lit up, revealing a word on it.

"Reverse!"

Then, another light was lit up.

"Me!"

It's another ......

"Who!"

The last one!

"Die!"

Death to those who rebel against me...... What a big breath!

I snorted coldly, and suddenly, in front of my eyes, a white object fell from the beam, startling me, and I quickly took a step back.

On closer inspection, it turned out to be a female corpse, completely white, hanging in front of my eyes.

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(To be continued) R466