Ning Qiushui explained:

"Song Chan's team...... It's really bold, when they went to find the bride yesterday, the bride should still be wearing a 'wedding dress'. ”

"And they didn't talk to the bride, at least the bride didn't pay attention to them."

"Only two people died last night, most likely because the ghosts' priority targets were not the two of them, giving them time to use the ghost weapon, maybe the ghosts will come to them tonight, they don't dare to wait for the dark to try their luck, and will soon leave for the housekeeper's residence to find the 'ledger'."

An Hongdou, who was standing on the side, had a somewhat strange expression:

"Brother Qiushui, are you sure?"

Ning Qiushui:

"Not sure, we'll take a look in the room later, and if they go to the housekeeper's quarters, we'll follow."

Several people returned to the room, and Liu Chengfeng carefully cut open the cloth in one corner of the window and looked outside.

After about twenty minutes or so, he suddenly lowered his voice and said:

"Damn, they're really out...... You don't really want to go to the housekeeper, do you? ”

"Now that they're gone, aren't they really worried about colliding with the butler?"

An Hongdou gently bit her lower lip, and somewhat understood Ning Qiushui's thoughts:

"They are in such a hurry to get the 'account book', they must want to know more about the bride's Ye Yuxiang, so as to find some ...... Sheng? ”

"Isn't this life to death?"

"However, this also seems to confirm what you said, Brother Qiushui, they must have been driven to a dead end."

Liu Chengfeng stood up straight:

"They're far away, and we're going to follow?"

The four of them opened the door and followed Song Yu and the others far behind, they actually knew the housekeeper's residence, and the only thing they had to do was not to be discovered by the two.

At this time, Jiang Ziyue's legs, who were walking in front, were trembling.

While following Song Chan, she asked Song Chan in a trembling voice:

"Brother Song...... Are we really going to the housekeeper? ”

Song Yu's face was cold, and he didn't look back:

"Do you think we still have a choice?"

Jiang Ziyue looked around suspiciously, and her tone was already crying:

"But, Brother Song, didn't Ning Qiushui say that they would die if they were discovered by the housekeeper?"

"We, we don't have any ghost weapons now!"

"When the housekeeper cleaned Mu Chunjiang's body today, he didn't have any expression at all, it was definitely not a human!"

"I can't find it anywhere during the day, but as soon as we open the door, it's waiting in the house!"

Song Yu was upset by what she said, and scolded:

"Is it useful for you to say this now?"

"You weren't on their side when you voted to meet the bride, and now you regret it?"

"Grass!"

"Lao Tzu is the mold that has fallen for eight lifetimes!"

"You killed me!"

Jiang Ziyue was uncomfortable being scolded, and in the face of the coercion of death, she didn't have a ghost weapon in her hand, and her mind was already a mess.

"But, Brother Song, the ghosts may not come to us tonight, right?"

"And even if we get the 'ledger' of the housekeeper, we won't necessarily be able to find weaknesses related to ghosts, will we?"

Song Yu turned his head, glared at her fiercely and said:

"Have you forgotten the look in the ghost's eyes last night?!"

"Who are you looking for if you don't come to us?"

"It's just us, it's just us four fools, violating the housekeeper's 'rules'!"

Speaking of the back, he was already exposed and almost roared in a low voice.

Jiang Ziyue was frightened by Song Yu's expression and didn't dare to fight back.

Yesterday, she did blame herself.

Originally, Song Yu did not advocate taking the risk of violating the "rules" said by the housekeeper to see the bride, a 2 to 2 ticket, but at a critical time, Jiang Ziyue was moved by two other people, and just like that, they pushed open the door of the bride's room and tried to chat with it.

It's a pity that the bride didn't pay attention to them at all.

Finally, when they left, they could clearly feel the terrifying killing intent in the room.

It's just that during the day, due to the influence of the "rules", the ghost can't do anything to them, and after midnight, it comes.

Thinking of what happened last night, Jiang Ziyue felt a rush to urinate.

She forced herself not to reminisce, and followed Song Yu to the housekeeper's residence in fear.

Different from the courtyard where guests are entertained outside, the place where the housekeeper lives is extraordinarily simple.

It can even make people feel ...... This is the dwelling place of the descendants.

"You go and show me in the courtyard, and I'll knock on the door later, and if he's inside, don't open your mouth, I'll deal with him, and if he's not there...... You keep an eye on me, and if he shows up, you lure him away as we planned. ”

"Got it?"

Looking at the dilapidated wooden door not far away, Song Chan's voice trembled slightly.

In the face of life and death, he was equally nervous.

Jiang Ziyue nodded vigorously.

Song Yu took a deep breath, came to the door of the housekeeper's residence, raised his hand and knocked on the door:

Knock knock!

After three rings, there was no answer from inside the door.

Song Yu raised his hand again and knocked on the door.

Knock knock!

"Steward Muchen, are you there?"

"I've got something to look for you."

Inside, there was still dead silence.

Seeing this, the stone hanging in Song Chan's heart fell slightly.

He turned around, nodded at the nervous Jiang Ziyue, and then slowly opened the wooden door and entered the house.

Squeak –

As Song Chan entered the room, the wooden door turned back a little and made an unpleasant sound.

Bang!

Seeing Song Yu completely close the door, Jiang Ziyue withdrew his gaze and was vigilant about everything around him.

Time passed minute by minute, and this waiting process was a huge torture for Jiang Ziyue's heart.

Fear brings uneasiness.

This uneasiness ferments over time and penetrates deep into the soul of the person.

About half an hour later, before Song Yu came out of the room, Jiang Ziyue looked at the gloomy sky and couldn't help but ask into the room:

"Hey, Song Yu, are you still there?"

In the room, Song Chan's voice came:

"I'm looking for something......"

Jiang Ziyue breathed a sigh of relief.

"Haven't you found it yet?"

Song Yu replied:

"Not yet."

Jiang Ziyue couldn't help but urge:

"Hurry up, the butler should be back later!"

The room was silent for a while, and suddenly, Song Chan's voice sounded again, with a terrible coldness:

"What are you talking about?"

"Butler...... I've been in the room all the time. ”

pS: Sorry for being so late.

I know you're tired of waiting.

I'm also tired.

Good night.