The yellow-robed Taoist in room seven has been meditating in the room since he woke up in the morning, and has been emphasizing that he has never gone out.

In the same way, he did not hear the sound of rain or knocking on the door last night, which once again proved Leng Feihan's conjecture.

As for the fortune teller in the utility room, he is a night owl, and he has slept directly until now, if it weren't for Xue Zhenwei to knock on the door, it is estimated that he would not wake up at noon.

Both of them were invited, one was a famous Taoist half-immortal, and the other was a cyber crook who pretended to be a ghost.

Leng Feihan yawned boredly, and there would be no results from any further discussion like this.

"Isn't that one over there a little suspicious?" The doctor squinted at Leng Feihan.

Others are not well-dressed, but they are also dignified.

But it's not cold! Dressed in the clothes of a psychiatric hospital, how do you look like a good person.

"He's always been with me, it's impossible to ,,,"

Before Lin Xiaoyu finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Leng Feihan: "That's right, I really did this, and if anyone dares to open the door for me at night, I will let him lie down with that guy." ”

As soon as these words came out, the others looked at each other, and in the end, the matter was unresolved, and they left the scene.

"Hey, why do you say that?" Lin Xiaoyu asked puzzled.

Leng Feihan didn't speak, and the supernatural novelist on the side replied, "Did you really do it?" Not afraid that we will call the police? ”

"Don't be stupid, there's no signal here, and we've been cut off from the outside world, so we can only survive for thirty-three days, and we can't go back until they pick us up." Sure enough, it was Xue Zhenxi, who was the one who understood the situation best.

It is estimated that Leng Feihan knows best in his heart that the door lock of room No. 1 has not been broken, that is, the prisoner either knows the guest or has a spare key.

Of course, there may be another possibility, that is, the knock on the door last night, it may be some kind of supernatural thing outside the door.

Yesterday, the occupant of room No. 1 may have opened the door and welcomed the thing or the murderer in.

But if you say this, the athlete said that he also opened the door, but why is he okay?

Could it be that there is no order, so wouldn't the doctor in room two suffer tonight?

Speaking of which, it seems that both in the records of the ancient house and the strange things that happened last night were after midnight, which means that it is safe during the day!

When Leng Feihan thought of this, he suddenly felt a pain in his brain.

Anyway, whether it is done by humans or ghosts, as long as you don't open the door, it is estimated that there is no danger.

Anyway, as a mentally ill person, I can scare others first, so that I can ensure my safety in the next few days.

This is the best policy.

In the hall on the first floor, only the doctor left the room and returned to the room, and several other people were still gathered around the dining table.

"It's not clean, but it's definitely not the work of demons." The yellow-robed old man held the compass and said words in his mouth.

"Hehe, how about the old man, or the two of us, each of us will hang up and see who can find the murderer?" The fortune teller said provocatively.

"Oh! Spirit? Which of you will give me a hexagram to see if my new book can become popular? The supernatural novelist accosted.

Looking at a few people, you said a word to me, and the conversation was very energetic, and Leng Feihan was embarrassed to interrupt.

"Murderer, right there?" The fortune teller threw five one-dollar coins on the table, and then slowly looked up at the athlete.

"No way, he went out for a morning jog in the morning." The female star shook her head in boredom.

"Yes, I can also prove that I watched the ancient mansion he left in the morning, and then came back with Uncle Xue after a long time." It is rare to see Lin Xiaoyu and the female star have the same opinion, and there is no quarrel.

"This is a hexagram, believe it or not." The fortune teller saw that several people were vouching for the athletes, and he was not as tough as he started.

"What is the meaning of this hexagram?" Leng Feihan looked at the coins on the table and looked helplessly at the yellow-robed old man.

Although the fortune teller is a liar, there is also a great immortal here with real skills.

"Positive yang and reverse yin, one open and three places, lotus to the southeast, foreign bodies outside." The yellow-robed old man said mysteriously, and everyone was confused.

Sometimes, the words spoken by fortune tellers are very mysterious, but in fact, it is not that they are pretending to be profound, but that they may not understand it themselves.

After all, there are few peeks into the heavens that can be fully narrated.

Leng Feihan carefully observed the coin, positive and negative yin, probably that is, the front and back sides of the coin.

One press on three grounds, it may be three heads of the coin, with exactly 1 on top.

The lotus is to the southeast, and the lotus is estimated to be the lotus flower behind the coin, and indeed the petals of the lotus flower are facing the southeast.

The seat in that direction is exactly where the athlete is.

Well? Leng Feihan looked at the coins on the table, why are there only four, didn't the fortune teller throw five times just now?

Does the presence of a foreign object mean another coin, or is it outside the old house?

The five coins represent five people, three obverses can live, one negative is feminine, and the whereabouts of the other are unknown?

This hexagram is a little strange, Leng Feihan bites his fingernails, and his brain still can't figure out what's going on.

Could it be that I over-analyzed?

Leng Feihan picked up the four coins from the table, and then threw them out very casually, only to bang a few times, all of them were reversed.

Oh roar, it seems that three of the nine people are a foregone conclusion.

The body of the homeless man was hastily buried by everyone digging a pit, and the knife that was used as a murder weapon was taken away by Leng Feihan.

Although the others have opinions, the knife is already in the hands of others, and it is not good to grab it again, so they can only go to the storage room to choose some handy weapons.

Swords, clubs, and clubs, all available.

After Leng Feihan returned to the room, after eating a pack of instant noodles, he began to think.

Since entering the ancient mansion, a lot of strange things have happened.

Before, he clearly saw a sick teenager, who didn't seem to be a resident here, and everyone didn't seem to see it, indicating that there were indeed ghosts here, but how could ghosts kill people with knives.

Someone may be pretending to be a ghost and deliberately harming a guest for some purpose.

Anyway, tonight, Leng Feihan will definitely not sit idly by anymore.

In the afternoon he slept well, and in the evening he crawled at the door, quietly listening to the movement outside.

I don't know if it's over, and suddenly there are footsteps, because it's through the door panel, so Leng Feihan can't be sure, it's a guest who came out of that room.

But it can be determined that there is a room that passes by.

Instead of the guests of room 23 went in the direction of room 567890, or the guests of room 567890 went in the direction of room 23.

Of course, it is also possible that someone went to the homeless man's room No. 1.

Holding a knife in his hand, Leng Feihan opened a crack in the door and quietly poked his head out to check the situation outside.

Looking at the empty corridor, the silence is strange.

Leng Feihan was sure that there was only one footstep just now, that is, the person entered the other person's room.

There was no knock on the door, so why would anyone open the door? Is there an accomplice?

Although there are a lot of questions, it is certain that someone is pretending to be a ghost, after all, ghosts don't have any footsteps.

The key to room No. 1 had already been taken away by Xue Zhenwei, so it was impossible for the murderer to hide there.

At this moment, Leng Feihan held the knife in his backhand and carefully checked the situation in the corridor on the second floor and the hall downstairs.

It's so quiet, it's normal, but it's weird.

The stairs downstairs are facing room five or six, and Leng Feihan is not very sure, whether the footsteps just now are downstairs.

He stood on the railing of the hallway, looking down from above, almost breaking out in a cold sweat.

Downstairs in the shadows, a man in a horror mask was also looking up at the situation above.

The two looked at each other, Leng Feihan didn't think about it, he threw the flying knife in his hand, and then immediately turned over and jumped over the railing.

The height from the second floor to the ground was about five or six meters, and even he didn't dare to land directly with his legs, but lay flat on his back and made a cushion.

In an instant, Leng Feihan grabbed it with both hands, but pounced.

Originally, he thought it was someone wearing a mask, but it turned out to be just an ordinary mask.

But during the day, it doesn't seem to be like this?

Leng Feihan felt bad, picked up the flying knife and mask, and climbed up to the second floor and returned to his room.

Midnight had arrived, and there was an immediate sound outside, a knock on the door, and the sound of rain as expected.

Sure enough, Leng Feihan breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that there was not only a murderer in this house, but also ghosts.

No, this murderer seems to be more than just one person.

During the day, he had already warned everyone not to open the door easily.

But Leng Feihan obviously heard footsteps, but he couldn't see anyone in the corridor outside, which means that he entered his accomplice's room.

But who will it be!

Anyway, the doctor in room two, and the supernatural novelist in room three, there must be one.

The door was tightly sealed, and there was not even a crack in the door around it, so there was no way to determine what was going on outside.

To be sure, the thing outside won't open the door, or it would have broken in, and this room is like a safe zone, and staying inside is safe.

In the afternoon, Leng Feihan slept a little, so now his spirits are quite high.

In addition, the knocking on the door was so noisy that he couldn't sleep, so he puffed up the weird mask in his hand.

The position on the forehead above just now was pierced out by Leng Feihan with a flying knife, and now it has gradually merged, and it will heal itself as if it is alive.

In all supernatural mysteries, paranormal events are unable to interfere with reality.

Unless there are special circumstances, such as summoning spirits, encountering evil spirits, inviting gods, etc,,,

Now Leng Feihan can be very sure that the situation they encountered this time is the most dangerous encounter.

This is different from death games such as pen fairies, and prayers that are easy to send to the gods.

The haunted house is like a magical point, and when all of them enter, it is equivalent to entering a place where unnatural things can interfere with.

However, there are still some limitations, such as safety during the day and safety in the room.

The existence of the supernatural point is very fantastic!

The general situation is as follows: the first is cursed, the second is the place where the spiritual veins gather, and the third is the grave of the dead.

Although I don't know what the situation is here, Leng Feihan can be very sure that many people have died in the ancient mansion over the years.

Anyone who dies may continue to exist as a supernatural object by virtue of their dying obsession.