Seeing this, Zhou Qing couldn't hold on anymore and went after Xi Yu.
The corridor, which was obviously not long, seemed to be endlessly long at this moment.
The old woman's roar was behind her.
Zhou Qing broke down anxiously and cried:
"What should we do? We can't run away, we are all going to die!"
"Shut up!"
The long-haired girl turned around and slapped Zhou Qing:
"If you don't say these things, I will let you die here right now!"
Ignoring the farce behind him, Xi Yu summoned Li Yue out.
"It should be a ghost fighting against the wall. Xiaoyue, take me away."
Cold hands covered his eyes.
Xi Yu speeded up her steps with confidence, and the long-haired woman's frightened scream came from behind:
"Where are you going?! There's a wall in front of you!"
"... noisy"
Li Yue murmured and let go of his hand after a moment.
"This...are we coming out?"
The long-haired girl looked at everything in front of her in amazement, then stretched out her hand blankly and pinched her face.
The pain woke her up instantly.
But the roar behind him became clearer and clearer.
"Tour Guide 04."
"Guest, do you need anything?"
"Lighting leads the way to the house on the right."
Taking the accommodation as the center point, diagonally to the left is the dining hall, and in the middle is a huge banyan tree, but no one has ever mentioned the road to the right.
The road is dark and impossible to reach without lighting.
Xi Yu followed the bouncing tour guide 04 all the way to the destination.
"Is this the mourning hall?"
There was no door to the house, so it was just wide open.
The long-haired woman took a look and stood guard in front of the door, refusing to go in.
Zhou Qing, on the other hand, was uncharacteristically courageous. As soon as he entered the door, he wandered around and took a closer look.
After being touched by the dust, he stopped in disgust.
"It's so dirty here. No one has been here for a long time. Let's go."
She spoke to persuade.
Xi Yu stood on the mat in front of the memorial tablet in a daze as if he had not heard anything.
"What's so special about this?"
Zhou Qing came over and waved his hand in front of Xi Yu's eyes.
Xi Yu ignored it, so she simply reached out and picked up the mat.
"It's pretty clean."
She muttered, wiped the dust off her hands with a mat before throwing it on the ground, then ran out and squatted outside with the long-haired girl.
The room is pitifully small, and there is only this memorial tablet and the photo on it in the entire space.
The person in the photo is very young, but the title says: My husband Song Zhongxiang.
Xi Yu looked around and saw a dent in front of the mat.
The dents are rounded and shiny.
Just by looking at it, Xi Yu could imagine what kind of mentality a person had in the past years as he knelt on the mat and kowtowed to the tablet over and over again.
A wife kowtows to her husband's memorial tablet.
No matter how you think about it, it will not be missed.
It's more like... guilt?
"Are you okay? Let's go quickly. I feel like it's eerie and cold here."
The long-haired girl ran out of patience and couldn't help but urge.
"Let's go."
Xi Yu stepped out of the mourning hall and saw a figure standing under the banyan tree from a distance.
The old man had disheveled hair, holding an oil lamp in his left hand and a bone chopping knife in his right hand. His eyes looked at the three of them as if they were about to remove bones and chop tendons.
"Run-!"
Zhou Qing was the first to scream.
At the same time as the screams sounded, the old man raised his knife and rushed towards the mourning hall.
A golden light suddenly appeared.
The dilapidated mourning hall and the gloomy village were illuminated like daylight.
Everyone was enveloped in this golden light.
When Xi Yu opened his eyes again, he was already in a small bungalow.
"What's going on? Weren't we still being chased by that old witch just now?"
Looking at everything around him, Zhou Qing was in a daze, and then the long-haired woman held her shoulders and motioned her to look downstairs.
The three of them were on the second floor, and the old witch was standing in the living room on the first floor.
Without having time to think about it, Xi Yu dragged the two people who were stunned in place and ran towards the room at the end of the corridor.
The route downstairs was blocked, and they could only try their best to delay until dawn.
After walking into the bedroom and locking the door, the two long-haired women moved a lot of things to block the door.
"What should I do? We are really desperate now." Zhou Qing collapsed to the ground, her expression a little dull:
"I don't want to die."
Xi Yu ignored the two of them and observed the room by herself.
This is a bedroom, and there is a wedding photo hanging above the bed.
The two protagonists in the photo are handsome and handsome, and it is difficult to connect them with the two people lying on the operating table who were disemboweled and eviscerated.
"Peng!——" a loud noise.
The old woman gave chase.
Zhou Qing screamed and ran around the room. During this period, he even thought of jumping out of the window, but when he got to the window, he only saw darkness.
The thick ink-like darkness seemed to swallow everything.
Zhou Qing gave up the idea of jumping out of the window and leaned against the wall waiting for death.
"Ding dong——"
As if he had touched some mechanism, the wall behind Zhou Qing moved slowly.
Zhou Qing, who thought he was finally saved, was overjoyed, and then looked at the girl behind the door lovingly.
The space behind the door was not large, with an operating table and two shelves filled with unknown instruments.
The girl sat upright on the operating table.
She smiled brightly, and the corners of her mouth seemed to reach behind her ears.
The empty chest and abdomen were exposed to the air.
Zhou Qing rolled his eyes when he saw this and fainted.
"waste!"
The long-haired woman pushed Zhou Qing to the corner angrily, and then walked carefully to Xi Yu.
The door was completely smashed, and the things blocking it fell to the ground in an instant, losing half of their blocking effect.
Looking at the three people in the room, the old woman made an unknown sound.
It was like celebrating the end of the chase.
She walked quickly into the house, raising the knife in her hand high towards Xi Yu who was standing in the front!
"..."
"She looks familiar, doesn't she? But she is here in person, don't you want to say hello?"
With that said, Xi Yu shook the diary found in the basement, and then pointed to the girl who was still smiling in the secret room.
After a long silence, the sound of the knife falling on the ground was particularly clear.
The picture in front of me was blurry, and then the world began to spin.
When he opened his eyes again, it was Chen Guxue's worried eyes.
"You're finally awake!" she said in surprise:
"If you don't wake up, I'll have to carry you to the restaurant later!"
Hearing this, Xi Yu glanced at the clock and saw that there were still ten minutes until lunch time.
No wonder he suddenly left that space.
Xi Yu felt confused, got up and followed Chen Guxue to the restaurant.
Everyone is here except the fitness guy.
Unlike usual, there were three people serving the meal this time.
In addition to the old lady from yesterday, there are also the two twin sisters.
After the three people left, Xi Yu looked at the two brothers and said:
"What now? You should have found the clue, right?"
The two brothers looked a little embarrassed. As the elder brother, Li Jian nodded and took out a note from his pocket.
There was a whole patch of dark red blood on the note, completely blocking the words underneath it, leaving only one sentence:
"I don't want to get married."
