Because everyone has a motive for the murder and cannot prove their alibi.
So, the last group of people all dispersed and returned to their rooms.
The window was wide open, and a bright lightning flashed across the sky. The wind blew in, and the rain also drifted in, wetting the wooden table by the window and a few roses in the glass bottle on the wooden table.
The petals were wet from the rain, and tiny water droplets gathered.
"Dong dong dong——"
The door was opened again. Xu Zhixi walked from the window to the door and opened it.
Outside the door were two men and a woman.
It was Gu Zi, He Lu and Zhang Chengyi.
"Why are you here?"
"Is it convenient to go in?" He Lu crossed his arms and raised one corner of his lips.
Xu Zhixi turned sideways and was about to let them in. She suddenly thought that there was a portrait of Lin Jin'an placed beside her bed, and Lin Jin'an looked exactly like Xu Xuan. She had met Xu Xuan before.
She stretched out her hand to block the door and said shyly, "It might not be convenient. I still have some underwear on the bed." The girl lowered her eyelashes and her cheeks were stained with blush, which didn't look like she was faking it.
"Okay, then go to your room."
He Lu clapped his hands and said.
Gu Zi on the side remained silent, neither agreeing nor rejecting.
The four of them finally arrived at Gu Zi's room.
This room is about the same size as Xu Zhixi's room, but the style is simple and not as gorgeous as hers. She remembered that the last time she went to He Lu's room, it also had this simple decoration.
There was no thin glass bottle or delicate roses on the wooden table by the window.
His windows were closed tightly, not a trace of rain getting through.
Tabletops and window lattice are dry.
And there is no huge oil painting beside his bed.
"So, was Zheng Lin killed by one of the three of them, or was he killed by a ghost?"
He Lu asked.
But no one answered her question.
Gu Zi said: "Zheng Lin's body was carried out by the skeleton monster. The housekeeper said that he would carry it to make fertilizer for his master's rose garden. The master has never shown up, he is a ghost hiding in the dark."
Zhang Chengyi guessed: "This copy is called "Ghost Castle". Is the owner a ghost?"
"Probably."
Gu Zi replied.
"Then why did he invite us here? Just to kill us?... It doesn't make sense. Zheng Lin and Xu Zhixi have entanglements with him. We shouldn't have these identities."
He Lu said in confusion.
Gu Zi said in a deep voice: "We must first find out where the owner of this castle is before we can know the final answer."
…
After Xu Zhixi returned to the room, she lay on her back on the bed. She raised her eyes and looked at the oil painting on the wall. The man in the painting was handsome and beautiful, with a smile on his lips.
"Did you kill the person?"
No one responded.
She closed her eyes and rubbed her eyebrows.
The bed beside her sank, an arm wrapped around her waist, and a low chuckle escaped her ears.
"Miss Xu, do you think it's me?"
Xu Zhixi opened her eyes and looked into those magnificent blood eyes, "Are you really a ghost? So where do you usually hide?"
The man curved his lips, touched her eyebrows with his fingertips, then landed on the tip of her nose, and finally landed on her full lips. He rubbed them, watching the cherry-pink lips become darker as he kneaded them. His eyes became darker.
"you guess?"
The man's palm touched her eyebrows, Xu Zhixi's eyes went dark, and then he disappeared again.
Xu Zhixi sat up.
People are not killed by demons, they are killed by humans.
The murderer is among those three people.
…
Night fell again and everyone arrived at the banquet hall.
After dinner, He Lu made a proposal.
"Since we can't know the truth, why not ask the ghosts here?"
She took out a pen and waved it in front of everyone, "I happen to know a way to summon spirits, why don't we give it a try?"
Everyone's expressions changed.
"Are you crazy? What if you really attract something dirty?" Lu Yinyin's eyes widened, and her eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes.
He Lu raised his eyebrows, "There are a lot of people here anyway, and we can't find the murderer, so we can't feel at ease, right?"
Sun Qi and Zhou Min looked at each other, and Sun Qi said: "There are no ghosts in this world. This is just to scare children."
Gu Zi retorted: "How can you know if it doesn't work if you don't try? Could it be that you have a guilty conscience?"
"Okay, let's play."
"Which two people are coming?"
Xu Zhixi was about to raise her hand, but was pressed down by Gu Zi. His eyes motioned her not to move, but He Lu and Zhang Chengyi on the other side had no intention of trying.
"I'll do it..." Lu Yinyin said, her face pale and her lips trembling.
"Then I'll come too!"
Sun Qi sneered.
…
The two of them crossed their hands and held the pen between them.
Lu Yinyin read: "Previous life, past life, I am your present life. If you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."
There was no movement.
"Previous life, past life, I am your present life. If you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."
Still no movement.
"Previous life, past life, I am your present life. If you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."
Still no movement.
Sun Qi's face showed an impatient look, and he was about to let go and leave, but he saw his pen tremblingly making a circle on the paper. His pupils shrank.
The others also became serious.
Even He Lu, who was casual and lazy at first, looked solemn.
"Are you here?"
Lu Yinyin asked with a trembling voice.
The tip of the pen tremblingly drew a hook on the paper.
"Then can I ask you a question?"
The tip of the pen drew another hook.
"Bixian, Bixian, I want to ask you, who is the murderer of Zheng Lin?"
Bi Xian paused for two seconds before drawing an arrow on the paper. The arrow pointed to one place. Everyone followed the arrow and looked over, only to see a confused Xu Zhixi.
"It was you who killed Zheng Lin!"
Sun Qi let go of his hand and pointed at Xu Zhixi.
He Lu sat down on Sun Qi and said in a cold voice: "Sit down, please leave Bixian first!"
Lu Yinyin was stunned for a moment, and then quickly read: "Previous life, past life, I am your present life. If you want to leave, please lift the pen tip off the paper."
The pen tip moved, then fell onto the paper.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Xu Zhixi again, and everyone had different expressions. The players all looked in disbelief, while the other three seemed relieved.
"I didn't kill him."
Xu Zhixi could only explain this sentence weakly.
Zhou Min frowned and looked at her deeply, "The pen immortal is referring to you, so you should be the one who killed me. Yesterday, Zheng Lin made things difficult for you and humiliated you with words. It seems that he was right, You colluded with Lin Jinan, one deceived him and the other killed him."
Lu Yinyin shrank, "Zhi Xi, I really didn't expect you to kill anyone. When this is all over, you can surrender."
The lights flicked on.
Allen came with Catherine, "It seems that you have caught the murderer."
"That's her, Xu Zhixi!"
Sun Qi pointed at her and shouted.
Allen's smile deepened, "Although she is Miss Zhixi, if she makes a mistake, she must bear the responsibility. Catherine, please lock Miss Zhixi to the third floor."
The huge skeleton walked towards her, and the white bones made a crisp sound. Before Xu Zhixi could react, she was picked up by Lan Yao, and the hard bones trapped her unable to move.
"For everyone's safety, I took away the murderer."
Xu Zhixi was carried upstairs step by step by the skeleton.
She always felt that things were developing so strangely.
Obviously she didn't kill anyone, so why was Bi Xian referring to her?
