"It's true that the 13th floor is still dangerous." Lin Shaojie set his eyes on Yuan Qingli.

He knows the other party's ability, and he is a ruthless person who can report without changing his face in the face of black and white ghosts.

Thinking of the black and white ghost, Lin Shaojie silently closed himself again.

"Erratic? And what does that mean? Brother Chicken Paw wondered again.

"You mean this red smoke is drifting around? Is there wind in this room? ”

"It shouldn't be that simple."

"The long-tongued ghost is not hostile, and should have told us directly which room it was. But he said that he was erratic, probably because there was something wrong with this house, and even he couldn't explain it clearly. ”

Yuan Qingli said, "Get ready, let's go to the 13th floor." ”

The hearts of the people sank.

The thirteenth floor is still the appearance of being dusty for many years.

The four of Yuan Qingli looked at each other, and the next critical moment was to push open the doors of each room.

The four of them stood in the hallway, and none of them had the intention of making the first move.

"That's it, I'll start, Zhuang Xiangyi is second, Brother Chicken Paw is third, and Lin Shaojie is fourth. We take turns opening the door. No problem, right? ”

The three nodded.

Yuan Qingli took a deep breath and knocked on the door of 1301, but there was no response.

Yuan Qingli stretched out his hand and pushed it away, but there was no lock at all.

The four of them entered, and the furnishings in the room were no different from those of other rooms, except for the darker, there was nothing special.

1302, Zhuang Xiangyi didn't make any preparatory moves, and pushed forward. The other two were stunned.

After going through this, this girl seems to have changed a lot, and she is more determined and decisive.

Zhuang Xiangyi shook his head, and the room was still the same.

The two girls started bravely, which made Brother Chicken Paw and Lin Shaojie embarrassed to hesitate. The speed of the patrol is much faster.

In the quiet corridor, the footsteps of the four people gently knocked on their hearts, echoing in the air, with a little smoke and dust, choking people's hearts.

1314, after Zhuang Xiangyi pushed the door, a ray of red light came out of the crack in the door.

The four of them suddenly felt that there was a play, and Yuan Qingli held the axe in his hand and motioned for Zhuang Xiangyi to get out of the way.

Yuan Qingli carefully pushed the door open completely, and red light poured out like a match.

Reflecting the red faces of the four people, it was like bathing in a sea of blood.

It's a completely different space from the rest of the room, with diluted red paint on the walls.

Some of the red paint solidified and raised, and some of it flowed one after another along the texture of the wall, like blood and tears.

On the ceiling, there are pieces of jade hanging green, like green eyes. Hanging with the jade, there are also several talismans that are suspected to be used to suppress something.

In front of them, there was a wooden table that took up most of the room, and behind the wooden table stood a shrine.

There is no idol in the shrine, but there is a couplet posted on the left and right: There is no way for good and evil, but self-calling, and the retribution of good and evil is like a shadow.

There are more than a dozen wooden plaques on the table, as if they are enshrined to someone.

The incense in the incense burner has long been burned out, only in the center, a red incense is lit, neither white nor black, only to see the red smoke, revealing a thick uneasiness.

Xiang Tou was like a small scarlet eye, staring at the four of them.

"Let's clean this up. See what clues are there and stay safe at the same time. ”

Yuan Qingli's voice was very soft, and it was an invisible command in the ears of others.

The three of them were not hypocritical, rolled up their sleeves, brought bath towels and towels from the toilet and began to wipe the table that had been stained with several layers of dust, and wiped the wooden signs that could not read clearly one by one.

That is to say, the hygiene at home is not so serious.

"There are no words on these wooden signs..."

"Yes, I didn't have any of them."

"So, who is the object of worship?"

When Lin Shaojie was squatting under the table to clean up, he suddenly found a bulging file bag.

For the first time, hand it over to Yuan Qingli.

Yuan Qingli opened the sheepskin bag, and there were more than a dozen physical examination materials and identity information inside. Looking at these things, the messy thoughts in my mind are organized into a slightly clearer line.

"Let's worship them." Yuan Qingli sighed lightly.

Suddenly, a whirlwind blew in the originally quiet room.

The thick fog rolls in the wind, and the light of the incense is uncertain, and it may be extinguished at any time.

The whistling sound was like crying and complaining, and everyone's eardrums were numb when they heard it. Then, without warning, the room went dark.