Chapter 297: Hide and Seek

The night, always accompanied by darkness, without a trace of light, with a deep heaviness. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info.com

Zheng Feng waited for three days, stood in front of the windowsill, and quietly watched Luo Hanyan disappear out of sight.

Pinched the pass token in his hand, he wanted to see what it was tonight, pretending to be a ghost.

There seems to be some kind of special law, every time Zheng Fengxian arrives, Luo Hanyan is the first to arrive, and then the round fat man.

Hiding in the corner and waiting for a while, the third figure finally appeared, it was an old acquaintance, it was Luo Shuiyu.

It's like a game where three people need to enter at every start, and one person dies at the end of each time.

This is a game of death, dangerous rules of the game, which makes Zheng Feng even more interesting.

After Luo Shuiyu walked into the ancestral hall, Zheng Feng looked around, and now there was no one else, and then he held a pass token and walked towards the door of the ancestral ancestral hall.

If he is seen by others, he is an outsider and breaks into the ancestral ancestral hall, I am afraid it will cause a lot of trouble.

Zheng Feng has carefully investigated during this time, and if it is not a very important day, almost no one will come to the ancestral ancestral hall.

As soon as I walked to the door of the ancestral hall, a soft force stood invisibly in front of me.

Zheng Feng raised the peer card in his hand, and a bright light flashed on it, and the invisible barrier in front of him felt like it had disappeared.

Putting the pass token in his arms, Zheng Feng strode in, and the white jade statue of Luo Chengcheng was placed in the main hall.

This is the first time he has entered here, the lifelike statue, the face of the country and the city, under such a close observation, he can't help but let out a sigh of amazement.

Zheng Feng just admired it for a moment, and then withdrew his gaze, he would not forget the business of entering here.

On both sides of the main hall, there are two corridors, and in the deep corridor, a bronze lamp is placed every ten meters.

There was an oil lamp on top of the lamp, and the faint flame, dancing gently, seemed to be extinguished at any moment.

Zheng Feng chose the corridor on the left, because he saw that Luo Hanyan was walking, and there were white canvases hanging on both sides of the corridor.

A breeze blew, and the white canvases on both sides flew to and fro, like dancing ghosts in the deep corridors.

The ground is a solid plank, and there is a crisp sound of footsteps when you walk on it, and it is empty along the way, and only your own footsteps are heard, which seems a little eerie.

After a while, Zheng Feng reached the end of the corridor, and there were three forks in front of him, each leading to a different room.

Knock knock!

Suddenly, in the fork in the road ahead, there was a rush of footsteps, a crisp sound, which was particularly clear in the silent night.

"Is this leading me there?" Zheng Feng stepped on the fork in the road, walking unhurriedly.

As if enjoying the scenery, Zheng Feng carefully looked at the surrounding situation, and on the wall of this fork in the road, there were depressions every other distance.

In the sunken wall, there is a spirit card of the ancestors of the Luo family, a vermilion spirit card, under the light of the red candle, like piercing blood.

The Luo family has been handed down from ancient times to the present, and has experienced tens of thousands of years of glory, and this magnificent ancestral ancestral hall does not know how many spirit cards are placed.

After walking some distance, Zheng Feng appeared on a dim wall, and something special appeared.

Next to it is a sunken wall, on which is placed the spirit tablet of an ancestor of the Luo family, and some inscriptions are written on the wall, which simply record the glorious deeds of this ancestor.

However, at the end, there are several ancient texts, horizontal and vertical, like children's scribbles.

Fortunately, Zheng Feng has studied ancient culture, so he also knows these words.

"I like this red dress, it's so pretty......"

After translating, the ancient words on it meant this, Zheng Feng didn't stop for long, and continued to walk forward.

Knock knock!

There was another sound of hurried footsteps in front of me, as if I had encountered something terrible, and was running away in a frenzy.

Zheng Feng's figure flickered, and he ran towards the front quickly, and as his footsteps accelerated, the other party seemed to run faster.

It's still a little bit close, and it's about to be caught.

Knock knock!

Zheng Feng stopped, and the originally clear footsteps in front of him suddenly disappeared out of thin air, as if the sound just now was an illusion.

Sure enough, isn't it that simple?

Hey!

Zheng Feng once again showed an anomaly, on a white canvas, it looked as if it was embroidered with some patterns.

Grasping this white canvas in his hand, it was not an embroidered pattern at all, but actually an ancient script.

"Hide and seek, have fun......"

A child's resentful spirit is still left from ancient times, Zheng Feng analyzed in his heart, but he didn't feel any resentment here.

Resentful spirits are people with peculiar physiques who die under certain conditions, full of resentment and unwillingness.

Eventually, he was resurrected with the support of resentment and became a resentful spirit similar to a ghost, a ghost is just a ghost, and a resentful spirit will attack and see all living beings.

The stronger the resentment, the stronger the resentful spirit, and if this is really an ancient resentful spirit, I'm afraid there will be some trouble.

The ancestral ancestral hall of the Luo family, how could there be resentful spirits, it is impossible for them not to appear, could it be that they are deliberately stored here?

Zheng Feng had more and more doubts in his heart, whether the little girl in red he saw was a resentful spirit, and why did she appear here?

Tick!

A cold aura suddenly appeared behind him, and there was the sound of water dripping on the ground, and Zheng Feng stopped.

The cold breath constantly irritated his skin, and his hairs stood up, as if he had encountered danger, and his body reacted naturally.

Rumble!

Zheng Feng quickly turned around and punched out directly, and a violent air explosion exploded, and the void space, layers of ripples spread out.

There was nothing, no one behind them, only the faint candle flame beating and the white canvas fluttering.

No, there was definitely something just now, appearing behind him, Zheng Feng's feeling would not be wrong, if it wasn't for his quick reaction, I'm afraid there would be danger.

Looking down at the ground, a pool of scarlet blood, the surface as smooth as a mirror, reflected his reflection.

Zheng Feng moved quickly in the passage, and the looming aura was near him, as if hiding in a corner, quietly watching him.

At the end of this fork in the road is an empty hall with coffins in neat rows.

These should have been placed here by the dead clansmen of the Luo family for some time, and they have not been processed.

Hee-hee!

A little girl's weird laughter appeared in Zheng Feng's ears again, and this time it was very clear, definitely beside him.

Looking at it with a deep gaze, Zheng Feng's gaze finally fell on a coffin in the middle, with a hint of heaviness on the pitch-black surface.