This voice was very soft, but it made Xie Chen's whole body stiffen.

After all, it came from behind me.

Now that it is night, whether it is a maidservant or an old housekeeper, or even a mother-in-law in a white cheongsam, they have all fallen asleep.

There would be no one else but the doll mother-in-law.

Xie Chen pondered the previous rules, and then said slowly with determination: "It's fast, it won't take long." ”

"It's better to hurry, there's not much time left."

There wasn't much time for this sentence, and there was even some trilling.

Xie Chen paused, and finally didn't look behind him.

It was hard for him to imagine how the doll had become that and how he had said it.

Xie Chen walked up step by step, leaning on the lamp in his hand, and came to the center of the stairs.

From this position, all the items in the main hall of the old mansion can be seen at a glance.

It's just that the lights are too dim to see exactly where it is.

Xie Chen glanced at the doll's place, and there seemed to be a drop of liquid flowing down from it.

Although he couldn't see it very clearly, Xie Chen could still roughly guess what those liquids were.

It's just that he didn't have time to think about it now, so Xie Chen continued to walk upstairs.

With every step I take, I feel like there are countless eyes on me upstairs.

It's not an exaggeration to describe this feeling as tingling on the scalp.

Even though the strength of Xie Chen's steps on the steps was very small, the sound of his footsteps was like beating gongs and drums.

It's exactly the same as the footsteps that came from the bride's puppet when I first saw it.

"Could it be that someone went upstairs just now?"

Such a doubt immediately rose in Xie Chen's heart.

If that's the case, then the second floor is much more dangerous.

After all, from the moment they entered the ancient mansion to the present, no one has ever shown their faces head-on.

Even if the mother-in-law of the white cheongsam is empty, if the room with the lights on is empty, then there is a high probability that she will appear on the second floor.

A little cold sweat broke out on Xie Chen's forehead.

Although there is such a possibility, he can't just go up.

After dawn, it's the next day.

Then there is less than a day left for the divorce ceremony to begin.

I still have to investigate the situation on the paper matchmaker's side, but it's too late......

After coming to the corner, go up again, and there are only about ten steps left to reach the second floor.

Xie Chen no longer hesitated, took a deep breath and walked up directly.

There was a slight red light coming from the not very spacious hallway.

Xie Chen was a little unsure if it was a hallucination, so he had to slap him twice in the face.

A warm breath spread down the aisle.

It is felt only by the somatosensory, but it is not so clear, and the feeling of hot and cold is extremely awkward.

Xie Chen's spirit was lifted and he walked towards the red light that had not dissipated.

The red light, which originally looked faint, became brighter and brighter as he got closer and closer to it.

Until we came to the corner of the aisle.

Xie Chen really came to the second floor.

Heading on, there are four walkways, each leading to a different room.

But at the end of this second-floor plan, there is a huge tribute table.

Both sides of the offering table are pasted with happy couplets, but the handwriting on the top is a little blurred.

There were no tributes placed in front of the offering table, and the red light emitted from the second floor was also emitted by the candles burning in front of it.

Xie Chen looked at the black and white puppets standing on both sides of Xilian, trembling.

Fortune at first sight.

The world is peaceful.

Although the puppet has no face, the words hanging on it make Xie Chen feel extremely uncomfortable.

The ancestral plaque in the center of the offering table was covered with a red cloth a few inches in size, and there was no way to see what was being offered.

Xie Chen wanted to move forward, but found that no matter how many steps he walked, he stayed where he was.

This second floor is really greasy!

What Xie Chen is most afraid of now is whether this thing will be a high hall......

It's a bold idea, but it's not impossible.

We'll have to wait until tomorrow later.

Xie Chen turned to look at the first room. Because the aisle is very short, you can see the head at a glance, and you don't have to deliberately walk over it for the time being.

The door is ordinary, and there is nothing strange about it.

Relatively speaking, when he walked around the corner to the second room, near the corner of the corridor, Xie Chen saw a crooked "囍" character pasted on the top of the door.

The more I look at it, the more awkward I feel.

Even the word 囍 is very old.

It looks like it's been more than a year.

"Looks like this is the time to get married."

Xie Chen muttered to himself.

Still didn't mean to just follow in.

What he wants to go to most now is his wife's marriage room.

It's hard to tell which one is which, just by the lamp in your hand.

The rules only clearly indicate that the second floor has a marriage room, a wife's boudoir, and a mother-in-law's room.

But there are clearly four rooms here.

There's even a weird offering table that big.

Xie Chen has no way of judging.

"It seems that I can only come hard."

Xie Chen turned and walked out of the hallway, to the first room behind the corner.

Although there was nothing wrong with it from a distance, it wasn't until Xie Chen got closer that he realized that the doorknob of the room had fallen off slightly.

"This ......"

Xie Chen's heart couldn't help but tremble.

It's a bit hard to judge.

Although he didn't know it clearly, Xie Chen still opened the door hard.

The doorknob that was about to fall off also fell to the ground.

Kuang dang.

A loud noise rang out on the floor on the second floor.

Xie Chen was startled, and couldn't help but take two steps back, but at this time, he realized that the door was hidden.

There was a creak, and the door opened.

Xie Chen stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and slowly pushed the door in.

In the dark room, there was a damp and foul smell, which made Xie Chen feel like vomiting, but he finally endured it.

As the light shone on the lamp in his hand, Xie Chen's feet were so weak that he almost collapsed to the ground.

In this dark room, the floor is almost all mold, and there is even a large trace of oxidation similar to a blood clot on the wall of the room.

A paper figure hung on the beam of the room, with a smile drawn on his face.

Just look at yourself with those empty eyes.

The hijab that should have been on its head slowly draped diagonally over its shoulders.

This is the paper figure of his wife who appeared outside the window of his room earlier.

The dead shriveled worms stuck to the paper man's body like this, and you can imagine the feeling of worms crawling all over his body before.

Xie Chen covered his mouth and nose and squinted slightly, and the lamp in his hand leaned towards the paper figure.

The smile on the paper man's face seemed to fade slowly, and then there was a bang, and his head fell to the ground......

Xie Chen was startled and hurriedly took a few steps back.

When he lifted the lamp in his hand again, the head that had fallen to the ground had dried up and turned into a mess.

Xie Chen pulled up the lamp again and held it next to the remaining body of the paper figure above.

But without the support of the head, the whole body that had no point of strength also fell to the ground.

A puff of dust and mold followed, and the house was lit by the lights.

Xie Chen hurriedly retreated, and accidentally stepped on the threshold.

The entire crumbling door was slammed down.

Xie Chen didn't understand.

Why did the mansion suddenly deteriorate so badly?

Just when the surrounding wood broke and fell.

Out of the corner of his eye, Xie Chen's eyes also glimpsed that the paper man seemed to be holding something in his hand, but when he wanted to check closely, he was pressed under a large wooden board.

The whole dilapidated room was dusty, and the dust covered all the wooden planks as if it were sprinkled with a thick layer of dust.

Xie Chen had to retreat first, after all, the lamp in his hand was in his hand, and when he encountered an open flame and dust of this scale in this environment, it would explode.

After exiting the room with Xie Chen.

There was a sparse crashing sound throughout the room.

At the same time, Xie Chen was helpless, and there was nothing he could do.

The eye then turned to the offering table outside, and the candle flame on it was burned out, leaving not even ashes.

What's going on?

How could time pass so quickly?

Xie Chen suddenly felt that something was wrong around here.

Judging from the performance around him, after he just entered the first room, the time consumed was at least several times higher.

"Damn, this copy contains too many things......

Until now, whether it is the difference in perspective, cognition, or space lock, even the time difference has been encountered.

How else does this make people live?

There are so many multifaceted issues to consider.

Xie Chen didn't have time to complain, let alone go downstairs.

Although it is said that I got such bad news, it is not completely unrewarded.

To be at least sure, the wife's paper figure was in the first room, but she was dead......

Then only the bride in red remains.

"If the first room is a boudoir......

Xie Chen slowly walked towards the second room.

The character Xi on the top is still the crooked appearance just now.

Xie Chen reached out and grabbed the doorknob.

But the door was strangely opened on its own.

Followed by a bang.

Oh!

A humanoid thing, wrapped in a multitude of red ribbons, stumbled towards it.

In such an urgent situation, Xie Chen subconsciously kicked up.

The thing followed and slammed it back.

There was another loud bang.

Xie Chen also immediately retreated.

He wasn't sure what it was.

But after a long time, there was no movement, and the thing seemed to be dead after being kicked by itself.

Xie Chen held his breath and slowly approached.

The lamp in his hand gently leaned towards that side.

A human-sized puppet, wrapped in many silk threads and red ribbons, lay on the ground.

The entire wedding room.

A puppet.

Three coffins.