The face suddenly revealed from the crack in the door was old and tired, with gray hair and a beard that hung down to his chest, fluttering in the wind.
The eyelids were drooped, half covering the cloudy eyeballs inside. He looked haggard and gloomy. When he looked straight at people like this, he didn't look like a living person.
The few people outside the door were so frightened by this surprise that they suddenly hugged each other.
Only Lou Jinhuan on the steps and Du Lin at the back were still standing.
[Ah, Mom, I was drinking water. I was so scared that I sprayed it directly on my computer! 】
[Stop talking, my hands are shaking when I post the barrage]
[Who is this old man? Why doesn't he speak? 】
001 was also trembling with fear, [Host, are you really not afraid at all? If you're scared, just turn around, right? 】
Lou Jinhuan: [Are you afraid? 】
[Yeah, I'm afraid! 】001 After talking for a while, Lou Jinhuan reluctantly took a step back and distanced himself from the old man.
The old man's numb eyes swept over her body and finally said, "Who pushed the door just now?"
Everyone immediately became silent like a chicken whose neck was strangled.
They turned to look at Qi Xuelu. Qi Xuelu gritted his teeth and secretly cursed these people for being unkind, and tried to shrink back behind Nan Jiahao. Nan Jiahao was still a bit masculine at this time. He gritted his teeth and tried to embolden himself, "You can't push it. Door? Who are you?"
The old man didn't answer immediately. His cloudy eyes swept over several people one by one, and finally he smiled with an unknown meaning, "I'm from the program team, and I've been waiting for you here."
Hearing that he was from the program team, Nan Jiahao immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Since you are from the program team, why didn't you say anything when you knocked on the door before? Did you deliberately scare us?"
"That's right. Sister Lou knocked on the door twice, didn't you hear?"
Zheng Siqiao pressed her heart and sounded very unhappy.
Zhou Yecheng looked around and said, "Have you started filming yet? I didn't see the camera."
“In order to make your performance more realistic, we used hidden cameras that you can’t find, but from the moment you arrived on the island, you were already within the camera range, and your every move was watched by the audience. "
The old man opened the door and stood behind the threshold and said with a smile: "You should be careful in your words and deeds."
As soon as these words came out, Qi Xuelu's face turned red and white, then white and red again. Her reaction in the camera must have been stupid.
In comparison, Lou Jinhuan is so calm, she must look good in the camera.
She bit her lower lip, came out from behind Nan Jiahao, looked at Lou Jinhuan, and asked as if unintentionally: "Huanhuan, did you already know this? Why are you not afraid at all?"
"Do you need a reason if you're not afraid? I'm just not afraid." Lou Jinhuan said calmly, without any hint of dissatisfaction.
Qi Xuelu was speechless, turned his head and looked away, "...then you are really good, we will rely on you to pass the test this time."
"Come in first."
The old man opened the door, and everyone noticed that he was holding a lantern in his hand. The lantern's skin was faded, red or white, and the candlelight was flickering inside, making the old man's shadow look longer. It looks inexplicably uncomfortable.
Several people looked at each other hesitantly and did not move.
Lou Jinhuan glanced at them and followed them with a flashlight, "You are all here. If you don't go in, you can't go back now."
The words woke up the dreamer. The ship had left. Do they have any other choice now?
Zheng Siqiao turned around and took a look. Behind him was the dark woods, with branches and leaves swaying in the night wind, and ghosts everywhere.
"Come on, hurry up, I don't want to go back!"
She quickly followed upstairs to enjoy herself. Du Lin glanced at Zhou Yecheng and followed her.
"Huanhuan, wait for me!" Nan Jiahao immediately caught up with him.
"Brother Hao!"
Everyone grabbed one by one and followed.
Lou Jinhuan ignored it. She was now extremely curious about who the mission target of this world was.
It was dark in the ancient house, and what came into view was a screen wall. The screen wall was carved with complex patterns. It was hard to see clearly, but it was vaguely possible to see what kind of beast it was.
But these people don’t have much research on this and can’t understand it.
Lou Jinhuan took a glance and looked away.
The old housekeeper led the way, and everyone followed them into the main hall in a zigzag manner.
He put down the lantern and turned around. Unprepared, he took out a fire stick and blew hard into his mouth. The flames lit up and illuminated his face from bottom to top.
Several people were startled, and the two girls screamed again.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
"What are you doing!"
Zheng Siqiao's voice trembled slightly, and he was about to cry.
The old man turned around and laughed, "Don't be nervous, I'll light the lamp for you."
Lou Jinhuan: "..."
Why does this sound so strange?
Du Lin pulled his lips and said, "Thank you for lighting the lamp. If you didn't know, you thought I was dead."
The old man smiled and said nothing. He turned around and walked to the four corners to light the candlesticks. As the candlesticks lit up one by one, the room suddenly became brighter.
Lou Jinhuan blinked and adjusted to the surrounding light, and suddenly felt like he was being spied on.
She turned around and looked, but only met Zhou Yecheng's blank gaze. The next moment, Nan Jiahao suddenly stepped in and stood between the two of them, "Huanhuan, what are you looking at?"
Lou Jinhuan looked away, "It's nothing, this house is very beautiful."
"It's quite beautiful." Zheng Siqiao looked left and right curiously, "It's antique, are all ancient things? The ones you imitated are too lifelike, right?"
Imitation?
Lou Jinhuan looked at the Eight Immortals table at hand, picked up the tea cup on the table and looked at it. It was delicate celadon, not an imitation.
She raised her eyes and landed on the painting opposite. The paper was a little faded, but the ink color was as new as ever. The peach forest was like a fire. Someone was sitting alone among them, leaving everyone with a stern profile. He lowered his eyebrows, as if this Everything in the world has nothing to do with him.
"Huanhuan? Huanhuan!"
"Ah?" Lou Jinhuan trembled and suddenly came back to his senses.
"What are you looking at? You haven't responded for a long time."
Qi Xuelu walked up to her and complained, "Isn't it just a secondary painting? What's so interesting about it?"
Lou Jinhuan didn't expect that she would be fascinated by the painting, but she felt a little uncomfortable hearing Qi Xuelu's tone and said in a deep voice, "I think it's very beautiful. What do you want from me?"
"Jiang Liang said let us pick a room."
"Jiang Liang?" Lou Jinhuan turned his head and Qi Xuelu said, "That's the old man, his name is Jiang Liang."
"knew."
Lou Jinhuan saw everyone gathered at the door. He turned back and took one last look at the painting before walking over.
The footsteps gradually faded away, and silence returned to the room. The breeze blew by, and the candlelight swayed. The painting was slightly raised. The person in the painting seemed to raise his eyes, and then quickly dropped them, as if nothing happened, everything was. illusion.
Only the candlelight flickered.
This world is not scary, really
