This inference scares us. If you don't know the way, you can still handle it calmly in the house, but once you realize that there is a corpse hidden in a corner of the room, you will immediately become unstable, and you will eat live flies, and a cool breeze will come from the back of your neck.

Li Yang picked up the notebook and showed it to us, and sure enough, in the second half, it was obviously torn off, and the irregular traces of the tearing gave people a strange feeling, it should be Luo Feng who was in a hurry and tore it hastily. I have a hunch that she tore off the process of becoming an immortal in the future, not to hide anything, but to do it as a last resort.

What exactly happened to her?

We inspected the desk again very closely, and the brass lock pulled the wooden drawer. These drawers rotted to the point that a lot of wood chips fell when touched, and when pulled out, they emitted a terrible smell of mildew. He covered his nose and threw all the drawers on the floor, kicking them around, and the light of the flashlight kept shining. There was nothing in the drawer but a few moldy, yellowed newspapers on the mat. The newspaper was dripping with water stains, barely recognizable as a local newspaper published in 1992.

Li Yang ignored the burial, got under the desk, and carefully inspected every area.

"Huh? What is it? He retracted his head, and there was an extra pile of vellum paper in his hand, which was almost moldy. The pieces of paper were scattered near a ventilation duct near the base of the wall below. The pipe was dripping all year round, and the surrounding area was damp, and the walls were stained with a large yellow-brown color. The texture of these papers is fortunately a cowhide material in old age, and it is estimated that it would have become a pile of mud long ago if it was replaced by the current paper.

He carefully flattened the pieces of paper and pointed them at the back of the torn notebook, the forks were perfectly aligned, and it was certain that what was written on these pieces of paper was Luo Feng's process of cultivating autopsy immortals in the secret room.

When we looked at each other, several pillars of light hit the paper at the same time, creating a very serious cross-reflection, and the handwriting became even more blurry. Li Yang asked us to turn off all the flashlights and only use his flashlights for lighting. He was half-crouched on the ground, and the four of us stood behind him and watched together.

The room was pitch black, except for the lone lamp in front of the desk. In the light, I saw that the blurred paper was filled with white drawings of simple lines in addition to a few words.

These white drawings are drawn with ballpoint pens, and although the composition is simple and lacks details, it is extremely expressive, and you can see what it is at a glance.

The painting depicts the different states of people before they die.

The top picture shows a man sitting cross-legged on a burning fire, the flames raging all the way to his chest. The person in the painting has no facial features, and the face is simply circled with lines to form an oval, but I don't know why, he gives people the feeling of tranquility, although the fire burns his body, but there is a kind of detached satisfaction.

In the blank space next to the painting are two words "fire solution".

Here's another picture, this one with a somewhat more complex composition, with a large number of characters and a battlefield in the background. The two armies converged, and the meat grinder fought together, although the soldiers were all some simple lines, but the bloody atmosphere of the soldiers jumped on the paper, which made people feel awe-inspired. In the blank space next to it are written two more words, "Wu Jie".

The first few pieces of paper are all drawn like this, and each picture shows a person who dies in a way, either by disembowelment, or by drowning, or by hanging. The most unbelievable thing is a picture of cutting off his head, in which the person uses a sharp knife to wipe his neck, his head falls off and is half pulled, hanging crookedly on his neck, and from his neck, a small head is half probed and half stretched, and a small head is exposed, which only comes out with a pair of eyes, which looks smiling. The whole picture is so weird that it takes your breath away.

Li Yang put the pieces of paper together and coughed lightly: "Everyone, what do you see?" ”

Qin Dan said: "These pictures seem to depict the process of autopsy. ”

"Not bad." Li Yang nodded: "Luo Feng listed the various processes of autopsy, I don't know which one she chose to use." ”

Wang Chen said: "Maybe she tried it all? ”

This kid is not shocking to die, we look at him, copper lock said: "How can a person try all the methods of suicide? Tossing is also tossing to death. ”

Wang Chen scratched his scalp and said, "I just said it casually." You think, Luo Feng, this woman, was born in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, and she will live to be at least eighty or ninety years old in the nineties. But she looked like a newly married married wife and a young woman. Could it be that there are some secrets about immortality in their Taoist sect? Since they can all live forever, it makes sense that they can't die no matter how they die. ”

I can't talk about him, Wang Chen's analysis makes sense. However, this inference is also creepy. Just imagine, a person who learns a spell wants to become an immortal by dying, but the spell she learns makes her unable to die no matter how she dies. This is really the saddest thing in the world, full of ironic black humor.

Continuing to flip down, Li Yang's hand suddenly stopped, and he stared at the paper below, motionless.

Seeing his strange expression, our eyes were all focused on the paper. Looking at the picture on the paper, we know what Li Yang was stunned, because the background on the picture is the room we are in now!

The structure of the room, the placement of the furniture, is vividly painted. There is also a person in the painting, only the back, with long hair, standing in front of the desk, where we are standing now.

This frightened me, and I felt an electric current rush from my heel to the top of my brain, and my hairs stood on end, and my whole heart was instantly swallowed by fear.

A few of us took a few steps backwards involuntarily, and we all looked at each other, and our faces were bloodless.

Li Yang held the piece of paper, and his hands trembled violently.

Wang Chen was originally a little bold, but now he was frightened again, and his throat sounded: "Otherwise, or let's go......"

He was completely ignored by us. The copper lock probe probed his brain and asked Li Yang: "What is Luo Feng standing there in the painting?" ”

Li Yang turned his back to us, lowered his head and looked at the painting with a flashlight, and then said word by word: "She is looking in the mirror." ”

"Look in the mirror?" We looked at each other.

Li Yang slowly raised his head and stared at the wall in front of him, which was densely glued with yellowed photos, pieces of paper, newspaper clippings, and so on. He held up a flashlight and drew a circle on the wall: "In this position, a mirror should have been hung before." ”

Qin Dan, this girl is indeed bolder than ordinary men, the initial fear quickly subsided, she walked over and said, "Don't worry about the mirror for now, see how it's drawn below." ”

Li Yang flipped through the piece of paper and looked confused: "Strange, the scene in the painting in the back has all changed, and it is not in this room." ”

A strong curiosity drove us to look at it, and sure enough, the scene on the paper was unrecognizable, and it was another small secret room, which was empty, except for a coffin-like container in the center.

It is uncertain whether it was a coffin or not, as the stick figure only showed the approximate shape of the container. I suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said, "Could there be another room here?" Luo Feng's body was hidden in the coffin in that room. I tapped my finger at the long container on the dot painting.

Li Yang's gaze fell on the wall, and we understood what he was thinking. Everyone walked over and began to tear things on the wall.

After a while, a pile of paper fell on the ground. We stopped and looked at the wall together, no one spoke, and the room was quiet and oppressive.

On the wall covered by the scraps of paper and photographs, a huge mirror was revealed. This mirror is completely embedded in the wall, without a frame, and the position of the hanging is estimated to be about 1.7 meters from the ground, just enough to reflect our whole body.

In the dark room, the shadows of several of us were suddenly reflected on the wall, as if there were five more people out of thin air, which was very bad and hairy.

The copper lock reached out and pressed it on the mirror, and it felt very strong, leaving a few faint finger prints on the smooth mirror. Qin Dan also knocked, and the mirror made a crisp sound.

We stood on the side of the mirror and examined the edges very closely, but we didn't find anything out of the ordinary. Standing on the side of the mirror is also a last resort, there is suddenly such a strange mirror in the dark room, no one wants to appear in front of it, I am afraid that it will not be, I feel uncomfortable, and my heart seems to be blocked by something.

Even if I try to hide, I can still faintly see the figure in the mirror, but somehow, I suddenly remembered the two ghosts that Wang Chen saw, and suddenly had an inexplicable thought, could the ghost shadow have something to do with Luo Feng?