This middle-aged uncle is probably not an ordinary person.

He was probably the first to arrive, and then sat downstairs in the hall, received each occupant, and recorded all the rooms they lived in, as well as their characteristics.

The female high school student, it is estimated that the purpose is not pure, so after thinking about it like this, Leng Feihan re-examined the two of them.

It soon came to the conclusion that these were two cunning old foxes.

But the players who can generally survive to the end are often people who are very deep in the city.

Leng Feihan smiled slightly, he had already made up his mind, as long as he followed these two old foxes, he was sure to be able to see the final ending.

"My name is Leng Feihan, and it's a pleasure to meet the two of you." Leng Feihan tried his best to smile naturally, but wearing a blue and white striped coat was very strange!

"Lin Xiaoyu, the first and third classes of the second middle and high school, you have time to find me to play." The high school girl, half-jokingly replied.

"My name is Xue Zhenxi." The middle-aged uncle had a sentence without a word.

Although it was not very friendly, the three of them were also considered to have officially introduced themselves.

Bidding farewell to the two downstairs, Leng Feihan took the key and went back to room four.

There is basically no furniture inside, and there are nearly 200 bottles of mineral water, dozens of boxes of instant noodles, sausages and other foods with a long shelf life piled up in the corner.

I want to stay well in a psychiatric hospital, why should I run out and suffer.

Leng Feihan suddenly felt tired, and quickly fell asleep while lying on the bed.

I don't know how long it was, but suddenly there was a sharp knock on the door, waking him up from his sleep.

Just when Leng Feihan was in a daze, suddenly there was a thunderous sound outside the window, and with that bright light, a figure was reflected on the wall from the window.

It's the second floor, how can someone be outside the window?

Turning over and getting out of bed, Leng Feihan immediately jumped to the window, tilting his head and looking outside.

There are no people, no trees, not even footholds.

But he was sure that he had indeed seen a figure just now.

What's going on? Looks like there's going to be chaos tonight.

The wind was blowing outside, and Leng Feihan couldn't sleep, so he began to think about what happened here.

The approximate number of people has been determined, and there are ten people in total.

Some people signed up voluntarily, while others were invited by the big boss.

Those who volunteered to participate were either bold and did not believe in ghosts and gods, or they were really short of money and were not even afraid of death.

If that's the case, I guess everything will be done!

The other group of people who were invited over are probably all really good, or they are some well-known liars who pretend to be ghosts.

In either case, this trip to the haunted house will probably only be more auspicious.

Suddenly, there was another knock on the door, and Leng Feihan rolled his eyes directly.

There was no cat's eye on the door, and he didn't know anything outside, so he didn't dare to open the door rashly.

Thinking of this, Leng Feihan also deliberately checked whether his doors and windows were locked, and closed the curtains by the way.

The fortune teller brother is in the No. 10 storage room, the middle-aged uncle Xue Zhenwei is in room No. 9, the female high school student Lin Xiaoyu is in room No. 8, the yellow-robed old dao is in room No. 7, Leng Feihan is in room No. 4, and the other rooms are unknown.

Early the next morning, the sun was already shining outside the window.

Looking at the dry ground outside the old house, it didn't look like it had rained heavily overnight.

Leng Fei was holding back for half the night, and the first thing he did when he got up was to rush into the toilet.

It is estimated that everyone has eaten too many sausages, resulting in a strange smell in the toilet.

Strange, I saw Leng Feihan turn on the faucet, but he didn't find that there was water flowing out of it.

He could understand that there was no electricity here, after all, there was not even a single power line in this ancient house, but why was there not even water.

"Hey, it's swollen to death, why is there no water for those who are riding horses?" A teenager dressed very casually, after finding that there was no water, immediately burst into foul language.

Coincidentally, Xue Zhenwei passed by outside the toilet: "It should be in disrepair, and the water pipe is blocked." ”

This explanation is very reasonable, but Leng Feihan put his hand on the faucet and twisted it, it was very smooth, and it didn't look like it was old at all.

Many people have never been out of the room since they came to the ancient mansion, anyway, if they stay for thirty-three days, they can get a huge amount of money, who wants to come out to increase the difficulty of the game!

In the hall on the first floor, there were always a few people.

In addition to Leng Feihan and Lin Xiaoyu, there were two other residents who also came out to breathe.

From Lin Xiaoyu's mouth, I learned that the person who was dressed very casually just now was a guest in room three, and I heard that he was a supernatural novelist.

The other two people in the hall are the female stars in room five and the athletes in room six.

In this way, Leng Feihan already has a general understanding of the other guests except room No. 1, room No. 2, and room No. 3.

"That's the occupant of room five, and although she looks like a very young woman, she's actually in her thirties." Lin Xiaoyu lay in Leng Feihan's ear and said in a very small voice.

"Little girl, be careful." The other party gave them two blank looks, and they didn't look like they were very angry.

This female star came out, probably out of boredom.

She sat on a recliner in the hall, consciously or unconsciously, revealing her near-perfect body.

Seeing the two women facing each other, Leng Feihan was speechless for a while.

However, after a long time, the athlete who went out for a morning jog and Xue Zhenwei also came back together.

If it is said that athletes go out for a morning run, then Leng Feihan will believe it, but if it is said that Xue Zhenwei will go out for a morning run, it is estimated that he will not even believe in ghosts.

After he came back, he shook his head at Lin Xiaoyu: "The surrounding woods are like a labyrinth, I walked along the road, and I almost got lost, if this brother, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back." ”

At the end, he shook his head helplessly, it didn't look like he was lying.

"Laughing, I'm very good at walking the maze, and I can run back to the original point every time." The athlete smiled sheepishly.

seems to be an ordinary conversation, but Leng Feihan noticed something unusual.

When he came to the ancient house, he secretly observed the route, which can only be described as very chaotic, this is not as simple as a labyrinth, and there are mostly locust trees outside.

The locust tree beckons ghosts to the town, which is definitely not an empty lie.

In addition, the rumored five types of ghost trees, which surround the ancient house according to the gossip array, definitely have other meanings.

Mulberry, willow, acacia, poplar, neem, and the other side flower, can grow so well in the same soil, there must be something strange.

It is rumored that the flowers on the other side mostly grow in humus soil, and are mostly seen in mountains of corpses with human bones.

The further I thought about it, the more Leng Feihan felt that something was wrong.

"Who of you knocked on my door last night?" Leng Feihan changed the subject.

"It rained so hard yesterday that I thought it was an auditory hallucination!" Lin Xiaoyu pointed to the dark circles under his eyes, saying that he didn't sleep well yesterday.

"There was a knock on the door, but was it raining yesterday?" The female star asked rhetorically.

"I went out yesterday to see, and although there was a knock on the door, there was no one in the hallway, and it wasn't raining!" The athlete chimed in.

"What are you talking about? What rains? What knock on the door? Xue Zhenwei heard it in a fog, probably because the quality of sleep last night was too good, so he didn't hear anything.

Five people, three different ideas, and soon Leng Feihan thought of a possibility, the younger the person, the easier it is to encounter ghosts.

Xue Zhenwei is the oldest, at least over fifty years old, so he hasn't experienced anything.

Female stars and athletes, about thirty or forty years old, only heard a knock on the door, and did not hear rain.

Leng Feihan and Lin Xiaoyu are only about twenty years old, so they naturally have experienced both things.

There was a loud thud, and something seemed to fall from the second floor.

Xue Zhenwei ran out first, and then directly "slotted".

Several other people followed suit, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they almost threw up.

"This is the occupant of Room One." After Lin Xiaoyu finished speaking, he felt sick to his stomach and squatted directly on the ground, but he wanted to vomit but couldn't.

Leng Feihan patted her on the back: "It looks interesting." ”

"Hmph, I'm sure there are people among us who want to kill for money." The athlete looked at the window on the second floor: "It must be the old boy in room two, I already don't like him." ”

Looking at the shattered glass on the floor, it was clear that it didn't look like a stumbling fall.

What's more, with only the height of the second floor, how could it be possible to fall to death.

"Have you ever played werewolf killing? The people who call the fiercest are generally not good people. After Lin Xiaoyu finished speaking, he lowered his head again.

"Little sister, you're always like this, it's not good." The female star answered.

Indeed, now, the people upstairs are the most suspicious.

At the beginning, Xue Zhenwei and the athletes went out for a morning run, and the female star, Lin Xiaoyu, and Leng Feihan were all staring at each other in the hall.

The five of them, who basically didn't have time to go to the second floor, pushed the homeless man down the window.

After learning that a person had died, someone wanted to call the police, but there was no signal on the mobile phone, and they couldn't contact the outside at all.

The remaining nine people were all called to the hall on the first floor.

The guy in room two happened to be a doctor, and he roughly examined the homeless.

The time of death was too close to be determined, and the fatal wound was in the chest, which was penetrated by a knife, and there was no trace of binding.

Leng Feihan and Xue Zhenwei went to Room No. 1 to take a look, and there was no trace of a fight.

The younger you are, the easier it is to meet ghosts, but this homeless man has taken up all the old, weak, sick and disabled.

It seems that this explanation is the most plausible now.

The pupils are shrunk and the facial expressions are rather hideous, which is indeed a sign of extreme fear before death, but is it really that simple?

Just as everyone was arguing whether he killed or did the ghost, Xue Zhenwei suddenly reported to his family.

Roughly speaking, he should be a criminal policeman, and in order to investigate the disappearance of the ghost house, he voluntarily signed up to participate.

was going to hide his identity and investigate secretly, but he didn't pretend to be a murderer, and immediately stabilized the form.

was so troubled by Xue Zhenwei, and everyone else also reported their identities one after another to show their innocence.

Room 2 is a doctor who was fired from the hospital because of medical malpractice and voluntarily signed up for money.

There was a man in the room at the time, and no one was able to prove his innocence.

The supernatural novelist in room 3 heard that this was a haunted mansion, so he volunteered to sign up to see if he could find some inspiration after coming.

He had returned to his room since he had parted with Leng Feihan in the morning, and had never gone out again.

Although he said that he had been writing a novel manuscript in his room, he never refused to take it out for everyone to read.