A suction force came from the open pages of the Book of Good and Evil, and the bronze statue of the double-faced doll was sucked into it.
On the page describing [Artifact: Empathy], there is a background painting of a two-faced doll.
Mi August took one look at it, closed the book, took it back, and took Feixue's hand again, "I'm going back."
Not long after the two left, two figures came here.
"Is this it?"
"It should be right, only the characteristics of this one match."
"No wonder you can hide your thoughts if you feel the same way with a tree. What thoughts can a tree have? That kid has such a bad mind!"
The two of them talked quietly, and they were not slow in their skills.
After searching for five minutes, they even dug out the tree roots, but still couldn't find what they were looking for.
"How come there isn't?"
"Could it be that you were deceived?"
The two of them looked at each other and had no choice but to simply restore the crooked neck tree to its original shape and quickly return.
As soon as Ban Lu entered the door, he kicked Wen Qingyu angrily.
Yu Hu asked: "Where are the things?"
Ban Lu said angrily: "I didn't find it. Ah Cai and I looked over the land and couldn't find it."
Liu Jinbao said in surprise: "How could it be possible? Huh? He now has two suspicions in his mind. One is that the clues he left behind were taken away by the secret guards, and the other is the mistress of this family..."
Liu Jinbao paused and said to the three of them: "The latter is more suspicious. This is what he thinks in his heart."
Wen Qingyu looked disgusted and sarcastically said to Liu Jinbao: "There must be a lot of people who hate you."
It has to be said that Wen Qingyu's young eyes were poisoned and he immediately hit Liu Jinbao's Achilles' heel.
Ban Lu kicked him angrily again, but Yu Hu stopped him. He turned to Liu Zhaocai and asked, "Didn't you hear anything when you went?"
Liu Zhaocai: "No, if there was, I would have told you earlier. Someone is here."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.
Yu Hu gave the others a wink and walked over to open the door.
The maid version of the house spirit was carrying the food box, "This is the dinner that Madam asked me to prepare for all the guests."
Yu Hu: "Thank you very much."
He took the food box and his eyes flashed.
Ban Lu shouted: "Does this cost money?"
Yu Hu: "..."
The maid version of the house spirit replied seriously, "Madam didn't mention it, I can help the guests to ask."
"That's no need, no need." Ban Lu said quickly.
The maid version of the house spirit retreats.
Yu Hu closed the door and put the food box on the table, "There is indeed something weird about this family."
Ban Lu pulled out the food boxes one by one and opened them. The aroma of the food filled the room, whetting people's appetites after a day of hunger. Several people's eyes turned around involuntarily.
Banlu was the first to serve the food. He took out a finger-long bamboo stick from his bag, tried it on the food one by one and said to the three of them: "No problem, you can eat it."
The twins who wish to bring wealth and fortune quickly sat down.
Yu Hu sat down and said, "This food box is not light in weight. The maid is so slim that she can lift it effortlessly."
Ban Lu picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, "Didn't we feel something was wrong before we entered the door? Let's go explore the situation when we are full. If there is something really weird, if we can beat it, we can fight it. If we can't, we can run away."
She was punched in the head by Yu Hu, "Why are you running away! You have the nerve to eat even though your things have been stolen!"
Ban Lu muttered, "Then who's to blame? It's not because we don't have enough manpower... Hey, you two guys eat slowly, leave some for us."
The four of them didn't clear the table after finishing their meal. After some discussion, they divided into two groups and went out to investigate the situation.
Wen Qingyu, who was lying motionless on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes. He raised his head and bit a ring on his right hand. The gem in the center of the ring was bitten off by his teeth and swallowed.
A trace of cool spiritual energy rose from his abdomen and flowed throughout his body.
Wen Qingyu's face showed a glimmer of hope when spiritual energy flowed through the severed meridians in his limbs.
"ah!"
A sharp pain accompanied the smell of burning flesh and blood.
Wen Qingyu looked at his wrist in pain and distortion. The slight wound turned into an ugly burnt charcoal scar.
The last hope was shattered, and the young man's eyes were red with hatred.
Suddenly, the light in the room flickered.
Wen Qingyu looked at the candlestick on the table. The candle flame jumped once and again.
The boy's heartbeat was beating loudly, but there was no wind in the room.
He smelled something and turned his attention to the dining table that the four of them had just used.
All I could see were the plates and food remains left on the table, small bones that looked like mice, and half of the body was mixed with grasshoppers and meat worms.
"Hmm!" No matter how precocious and ruthless Wen Qingyu was, he was born into a wealthy family. He had never seen such sour water on the table. When he thought about how these things had just been eaten by someone, he suddenly felt a nausea. acid.
At this moment, the ground was spinning, and his body was thrown away by the protruding floor and fell solidly. A big bump was immediately smashed out of his fair forehead.
After being forced to dance for more than ten times, Wen Qingyu finally stopped. Every part of Wen Qingyu's body was in pain, and several bones in his chest were broken.
The floor in front of his field of vision suddenly cracked, and the cracked wooden floor looked like the fangs of a monster, grinning and preparing to swallow the prey on the ground.
call--
A smelly wind blew from the crack.
Wen Qingyu's face turned green after being blown away. Thinking of a possibility, the sinister young man who didn't change his color even after being severely beaten and forced to confess screamed: "No!"
Pa~
The candles in the house went out.
…
On the eaves of blue tiles.
Liu Zhaocai looked in the direction he came from as if he was feeling something.
His partner Ban Lu gave him a gesture and asked: What's wrong?
Liu Zhaocai shook his head, pointed at his ears and shook his head: He probably heard wrong.
Ban Lu rolled his eyes, jumped over a corner, came to a room and squatted down.
The glossy braid spread out automatically, and the thin black hair was very inconspicuous in the dark night. It floated flexibly and extended under a blue tile, and then lifted the tile lightly without making a sound.
Ban Lu lowered his head to look.
A candle on the desk lit up a small area in the room, and also illuminated half of the face of the thin child who was writing something.
Ban Lu asked Liu to draw money in sign language: Is there anyone else?
Liu Zhaocai listened intently and shook his head.
Ban Lu was too lazy to gesture, and his flying hair formed fonts in the air: I think this child is the weirdest, why don't you catch her first.
Liu Zhaocai had always had no opinion. Just when he was about to nod, a sudden burst of ghostly wails and wolves howled in his ears, causing his face to turn pale instantly and even his vision to blur.
Ban Lu in the field of vision let out a low scream, his head flying wildly, covering half of her face.
…
Candlelight illuminated the desk.
The thin child held the pen and wrote the diary carefully.
[The two-faced doll is laughing in the air for a while, then roaring angrily, liar, liar]
[The faceless woman with long hair staggers, her hair grows longer and longer, crying to commit suicide]
[What is the big-eared mouse listening to? Did you hear those sounds outside the house? ]
[The coolie carrying the big stone was so hard that his waist almost broke]
The ink of the pen was a little light, so the child stopped the pen to dip it in the ink.
