"It's okay to see, but it's said that the house is very evil, and after the fire is illuminated, people will have all kinds of hallucinations, which is very terrifying. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Steward Mei's voice rang out.

"yes, yes, it's going to be fatal, I'm almost ......," Wu An's voice echoed.

"What are you almost about?" Steward Mei asked Wu An.

"No, it's nothing, I said it's too scary inside, so don't go in. Wu An explained that he did not dare to tell the various terrifying visions he had encountered when he had entered the house.

"But if you don't go in, what if there are bad people hiding inside?" Zhuo Yi said worriedly.

"You may have misheard it just now, it is impossible for these old houses to hide tigers, besides, we have not had tigers in Liangcheng for many years. Steward Mei comforted everyone.

"I asked everyone to investigate just now, and there is really nothing unusual in the villa, but this place has not been investigated yet. Zhuo Yi said.

"Owner, it's okay, it's better to let everyone go back to sleep, it's dark inside, don't go in, it'll be fine." Steward Mei continued.

"Alright then, the big guy should go back to sleep quickly, and he will be busy with business tomorrow. Zhuo Yi commanded.

Zhuo Yifan's hanging heart was just let go at this time, he was really afraid that everyone in the village would come in, and he would definitely be exposed. When the time comes, I really don't have a little bottom in my heart about how to deal with it.

Zhuo Yifan heard it, and the people outside gradually dispersed, and the dead silence returned to the door.

The deathly silence made Zhuo Yifan feel unreal, and he kept thinking that this matter was not over here, and even speculated that danger was approaching.

This strong thought prompted him to flee the old mansion quickly, because he had a premonition that someone would return after a while.

He quickly approached the door of the old mansion with the blood-drinking sword, and when he came to the door, he was even more cautious, for fear that there would be someone guarding the door.

After a moment of silence, he found that there was no movement at the door, so he walked out of the courtyard door with peace of mind, and then ran towards the house opposite.

He looked back as he walked, trying to see if anything was out of the ordinary. After a while, he noticed that a figure dressed in white appeared at the door of the old mansion.

Zhuo Yifan's heart beat violently, because he didn't know whether the white-clothed figure was a human or a ghost, rushed over from other places, or came out of the old mansion.

At this time, he felt that his bones were cold and his hair stood on end, and the sound of his heartbeat was deafening.

He ducked in the corner of the wall, looking at the other side.

The white-clothed figure looked at the old mansion at the door, then turned around and looked around again.

It took a long time for him to walk towards the old mansion.

Zhuo Yifan was guessing who he was, if it was someone from other rivers and lakes outside, he shouldn't be wearing white clothes, isn't it too dazzling in the dark night?

If it was Zhuo Jian Villa's own person, he shouldn't be wearing white clothes, because judging from his demeanor, he seemed to be sneaky, and since he was sneaky, the white clothes were even more noticeable.

Could that be the evil dirt in the old house?

Zhuo Yifan's heartbeat was even louder at this time, if it was really some kind of demon and monster, wouldn't it be very dangerous for him to be in the house just now, wouldn't it eat himself as a snack? But he was not eaten, it could only mean that the figure in white clothes was a person, not a dirty thing.

Looking at the white figure walking in, Zhuo Yifan suddenly remembered something. That is, the room is pitch black, but you can't light torches, and you may be able to see more clearly in white clothes.

This was discovered by himself just now, because the black clothes he wore when he first went in made it difficult for him to see what was inside, so he took off the black clothes on the outside, revealing the white clothes inside, so the things in the old house were more clearly presented in front of him.

At this time, he was still holding his black clothes in his hands, so he put them on his body again, trying to cover himself with black.

Although the front may be full of dangers, he couldn't contain his curiosity, and walked towards the old mansion like a ghost.

Zhuo Yifan tried his best to control his pace, but fortunately, the internal force continued to improve, making him walk quietly, not to mention, the two internal forces in his body still played a great role in controlling the breath.

He moved forward, watching the white figure in front of him enter the room inside the old mansion.

When Zhuo Yifan walked to the door, he also wanted to go straight in, but the door led directly to the inside, and it was easy to be discovered by the people inside. So he walked through the doorway, jumped from the back of the old house to the battlements, and began to slowly approach the evil houses.

He tried not to make a sound, and when it felt almost like this, he leaned down and slowly removed a small piece of the tiles from the top of the old mansion, then pressed his eyes to the top and looked down.

Through the small hole, he could only see the white figure inside the old house, and everything else was pitch black. The body of the white figure seemed to be a young person, but the face was not clear.

Zhuo Yifan held his breath, he wanted to know what this white figure wanted to do. I saw the white figure looking at a few evil paintings on the back wall, and then smiled: "I don't light torches, see if you can still make me hallucinate!"

Zhuo Yifan didn't hear this voice, it was very unfamiliar, and he had never been in contact with it in his impression.

After a while, the white figure began to walk towards several statues, and suddenly he saw that a statue had been opened, and he kept stroking the groove in the statue with both hands, which was the place where the blood sword was hidden.

"Oh no, is it true that the Blood-Drinking Sword is hidden in here, is it really stolen?" he said in a trembling voice, looking very frightened, "I just said that these statues are not simple, blame me for not smashing them in time!"

At this time, the blood-drinking sword was held in Zhuo Yifan's hand, listening to the chagrin voice of the white figure, Zhuo Yifan was glad that he had started one step earlier.

"Damn, who stole the Bloodthirsty Sword?" the white figure muttered again, splitting the statue with a sudden palm.

"Crackling!"

There was a loud bang, and the white figure began to walk outside the room.

After a long time, Zhuo Yifan on the roof dared to move, and he put the tiles back in place to prevent the leakage of rain.

He then jumped down from the house, trying to follow the white figure and figure out where he was going, so as to deduce his identity.

But when Zhuo Yifan came down, the white figure disappeared, and he looked around, but still didn't find it.

And when the white figure split the statue with one palm just now, there was such a loud noise, but no one in Zhuo Jian Villa got up to check, I don't know if it was because they didn't hear this sound because they lived far away, or because they knew that the sound came from the old mansion and didn't dare to come to check, anyway, no one came.