"I just said you need my help, right? If you still don't believe it, if you can't push it away, it won't pull out? Stupid ......"

A stupid word that I don't know what to say.

But in the next second, a strong smell came to my nose, smelling worse than a dead mouse.

I covered my nose and endured the discomfort, but Chen Shuyan, on the other hand, had been smoked and began to retch.

Shining a flashlight inside, I noticed a person sitting inside.

Chen Shuyan screamed in fright and hugged my hand tightly.

"I suggest you hurry up and go up, this is not the place for you to stay."

I persuaded with good words, but Chen Shuyan shook her head and said that she was afraid and didn't dare to go up alone.

In desperation, I had to let her follow me and close her eyes and not look.

The person sitting on the ground had already died, and it seemed that he had been dead for a long time, and there was a posthumous image and tablet on the offering table in front of him, on which the word Zhao Xing was written.

It seems that my conjecture is correct, Zhao Xing is indeed a warlock, and he has not disappeared, but has been cursing the new owner in this house.

At first it was the girl who committed suicide, then it was two other innocent people.

If it weren't for the previous owner of the house to see Mr., he would probably have become a ghost in the house.

But what is strange is that more than five years have passed since Zhao Xing disappeared, why can his body still be so well preserved? Not even a little rotten.

There is no smell of formalin at the scene, and there is no trace of cinnabar, which is completely unscientific.

As I pondered, I suddenly noticed the corpse moving under my nose.

I blinked and looked again, as if I had just moved, and it was definitely not my hallucination.

I had a bad premonition in my heart, I was going to take Chen Shuyan up first, and then come down alone.

Who knew that the moment I just turned around, I found that Chen Shuyan was gone.

But she was still standing next to me, and with this turn of her head, where could she go?

I shouted loudly, but got no response.

At that moment, I suddenly heard a loud noise overhead.

I was worried that something would happen to Chen Shuyan, so I ran without thinking about it, and as soon as I went up, I saw a girl standing in the middle of the toilet with hemp rope in her hand.

She tied the rope to the iron hook protruding from the ceiling, and then stuck her neck in again.

The fool knew that she was going to hang herself, so I screamed and hurried forward to stop her, but I threw myself into the bathtub and almost broke my teeth.

Looking back, the girl was already hanging in the air, struggling for a long time before she quieted down, and was already dead.

I tried to help her down again, but my own hand went straight through her body.

"Is it an illusion?" I wondered.

The so-called illusion is classified as magic.

It is generally divided into two kinds, beautiful illusions and terrifying illusions, people in the former will be reluctant to leave because of the beauty of the illusion, and gradually fall into self-depravity, while the latter is more direct.

Once the master asked the master of illusion to hone my will, it was still the terrifying illusion I didn't want to encounter.

That time, I was almost not killed by my master.

Although I know that everything in it is fake, sometimes I still believe it is true, and my brain can't turn it for a while, which is the most terrifying part.

After thinking of the illusion, my heart settled down a little, which also shows that Chen Shuyan is not in danger, but the illusion has isolated the two of us, and now as long as I stay awake and know that all this is fake.

I didn't bother to take care of the hanged girl, so I walked out of the toilet and suddenly saw a person standing in the kitchen.

His wrist had been cut open with a sharp weapon, and blood gushed out, and it hurt to see me.

If you look closely, the person who cut his wrists is the man who just reminded me in the toilet, no wonder his face was pale and weak, and he was bleeding before he died.

Then I saw another owner of the house, and they all staged different scenes of death, in short, every corner of the house was shrouded in the shadow of death, and it was no exception to turn into a murderous house.

The master once said that the illusion will disappear automatically after a certain period of time.

I simply sat on the couch and passed the time by reminiscing about the past.

At this moment, I suddenly heard someone calling me, and when I looked back, it was actually the master.

He was dressed in the same outfit he had when he first came to my house, a cigarette in his mouth that was about to go out, and his hair was messy.

"Master? What are you doing here! ”

I stood up in surprise and was extremely excited, the fact that the master could come meant that I could leave the illusion.

"If I don't come again, you won't see the sun tomorrow, stinky boy, it's a shame for me to train you for so long and still be trapped in place by the illusion and stay motionless!"

The master's expression was serious, and I was speechless for a moment.

"Master, how do you know I'm trapped in the illusion?"

I asked him, and finally found out that it was Chen Shuyan who used my mobile phone to call the master.

But my phone has a lock screen password, how does she know?

After thinking about it, I didn't even understand it, so I could only be cheeky and ask the master to take me out.

The master didn't seem to be in a hurry, and stood next to him and didn't say anything.

No matter what I asked, he just told me to shut up and not talk.

I felt more and more that something was wrong, and although the master was sometimes fierce, it was not like that.

So I took advantage of his lack of attention and went around his back to scratch his squeaky nest.

He didn't react at all, but glared back at me.

Although the master is domineering and usually doesn't fear anything like a ruffian, he still has a weakness, that is, tickling.

Since he didn't react, it could only mean that the master in front of him was fake, and it was also a copy derived from the illusion.

I just said that the power of illusion is that it can make people believe that it is true, and I almost fell for it.

I took a few steps back, my right hand behind my back and began to pinch.

"What are you doing? Find out if it is drawn. ”

"Don't pretend to be me, nine words, extinguish!"

I raised my hand and quickly changed the mantra nine times, and the nine-character mantra became infinitely powerful with the blessing of the mantra.

The fake master didn't react for a while, and was overwhelmed by the nine golden characters in the air.

At the same time, I was even more sure that this was not a real person, because the Nine Words Order was taught to me by my master.

It is impossible for him to be easily crushed by his own magic, and it is impossible for him to be so weak, otherwise he would not be qualified to be someone else's master.

"It doesn't matter if you are a human or a ghost, if you dare to pretend to be my master, you will be scattered!"

I pressed my arm down, and the nine words instantly increased the pressure.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing, I'm your master!"

The fake master still had the idea of confusing black and white, but I didn't hear it, and my palm pressed down hard, and he was immediately crushed to pieces by the Nine Words Order.

As real as the screams were, I was unmoved, watching him disappear as crumbs, and the only price I had to pay was to stay here.