Ancestral handicraft

According to the results of observation so far, Wei Zhihe did not see any demons who might commit crimes to hide people.

It is impossible for him to eat other little demons who work in the haunted house. Once they disappear, they will be spotted by the surveillance in the haunted house.

The wind on the fifth floor was a bit strong, so the five of them hid in the corner and waited for the wind to pass.

Wei Zhihe gave the nervous four people a goal and direction: "Our goal now is to find the stairs to go downstairs, and try to see if there are signs for the exit."

Wei Zhihe is their reassurance now, with him around, it is not a problem.

Tan Zhirong now has a special fondness for Wei Zhihe: "Okay, listen to Brother He."

Wang Lu also nodded blindly: "Yeah, okay, let's take a serious look."

Wei Junhan nodded in agreement, his brother was really bold and was not frightened at all.

The strong wind in the corridor stopped, and the doors and windows returned to calm, no longer swaying as if they were about to fall.

The four of Wei Junhan poked their heads out one by one from the corner, but Wei Zhihe walked out directly, not afraid at all.

Wei Junhan asked worriedly: "Brother, aren't you afraid that the blower will blow again?"

Wei Zhihe smiled and said: "It's okay, the blower probably has no power now." The wind was so strong just now, and the demonic aura was overflowing, how could he not feel it, the little blower demon is probably panting now, concentrating the demonic power to prepare for the next blow .Therefore, Wei Zhihe wasn't worried about his hairstyle getting messed up at all.

The retro on the fifth floor and the second floor, and the gloomy basement are not the same style at all.

If you look closely, the decoration is more modern. What's more interesting is that each room has two doors, the first is an iron door, and the second is a wooden door.

There are still photos of the owner’s house on the wall of the corridor. A huge tall picture of a person is pasted opposite the entrance of the corridor. It is a man wearing a top hat, holding a pocket watch in his left hand and a cane in his right A man in his thirties in a well-fitting suit, with a smile on his mouth, a pair of romantic mustaches, and a pair of peach blossom eyes, it can be seen that this man was unrestrained and very romantic when he was young.

The protagonist in the photo is probably the first owner of the ancient house, Mr. Wen.

Hanging on the walls on both sides are pictures of beauties in different styles, including elegant style, open style, gentle style, strong style, high-cold style, etc. Each beauty has two pairs, left and right One for each, a total of twenty.

It can be deduced from this that these are the ten concubines of Master Wen, even those who have just started for less than three days.

It can be seen that the fifth floor used to be the living space of Mr. Wen, and there are huge photos of him and his wives hanging on the wall. What kind of love for beauty can leave everyone's pictures on the wall.

Naturally, they don't know what Master Wen is thinking. What they can know now is that the beauties in the painting are in different poses and with different expressions, which is very charming of that era. Even the two girls stare straight at their eyes. Even if they don't pay attention to their faces, their hairstyles , clothing, accessories, shoes, and lipstick numbers are all their focus.

Wang Lu is really envious of the figures of the beauties in the painting: "They are all so temperamental, envious."

He Xueyao also felt the same way: "The make-up used to look elegant and luxurious. This is Mr. Wen's eldest wife. At first glance, she has the temperament of a big family. The bracelets on her hands seem to be overshadowed."

Wang Lu: "Hey, Xueyao, take a photo with them for me, and their temperament will be the goal I pursue in the future."

He Xueyao readily agreed: "Okay, after I'm done shooting, you can shoot for me."

Wang Lu: "Success."

Wei Junhan bumped into Tan Zhirong's arm: "Hey, why do they act like they're out on a trip?"

Tan Zhirong turned her head and smiled shyly at him, and handed him a mobile phone: "Take a group photo for me too."

Wei Junhan: "..." Why do you have to take a group photo with a man!

Wei Zhihe didn't care whether they took a group photo or not, his approach was much more special than the boys and girls who took a group photo.

Just after taking a photo of Tan Zhirong, Wei Junhan turned to look for his brother. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he saw his brother standing in front of the large picture of Master Wen, tapping left and right on the photo, Those who use hands and feet, in particular, do not respect the dead!

Wei Junhan couldn't stand it anymore, and had to step forward to stop him: "Brother, is it not good for you to treat the deceased like this?"

Wei Zhihe, who was tapping the legs of the person in the painting with his fingers, agreed with him and put down his right hand: "Well, it's really not good."

Coincidentally, his beating on "The Man in the Painting" is also over.

If it weren't for the dim light, maybe Wei Junhan, Wang Lu and others would have discovered that when they were taking pictures, the portraits in the group photo would deliberately approach them to make an intimate group photo action, and some even did it when the photo was taken. grimace.

Of course Wei Junhan and the others couldn't see it, but his brother Wei Zhihe saw it. In order to prevent the four children from being frightened out of their wits, he had no choice but to hit "Master Wen" who was standing in a high position and surrounded by dozens of beauties.

Wei Zhihe knew what the eleven "people in the painting" had originally arranged for the players, but now that he released the pressure, the postures of the people in the painting were almost crooked, and the smiles on the corners of their mouths began to crack.

Tan Zhirong became bolder again: "This floor is so quiet, I don't see anything except a gust of wind in front."

He Xueyao: "If you say this, it seems to be the same. Could it be the calm before the storm?"

Wang Lu: "Hey, don't talk about it, it's scary." She looked up at the beautiful woman in the painting, "Have you noticed that the painting seems to have changed a bit, I remember that the third wife just tapped her chin with her fingertips."

He Xueyao: "No, you can look at the photos on your phone."

Wang Lu felt that the surrounding atmosphere was a bit strange, so she stuffed the phone back into her backpack and said, "Forget it, maybe I remembered wrongly, there are so many photos." After all, this is a haunted house, and it is mainly about horror.

He Xueyao was also taken aback by Wang Lu: "Okay, then let's go, it's true to find the exit as soon as possible."

The two sisters Wang Lu and He Xueyao walked behind Wei Zhihe and waited for the elder brother to take them out of the haunted house.

Wei Junhan looked at the two girls squeezed between him and his brother, and felt a little strange in his heart. He really hates creatures like his brother, not to mention handsome, but also more attractive than him, and more popular with girls, so he was very angry ah.

But no matter how angry he can't show it, his brother is not the same as other people's, a bit cruel.

Tan Zhirong also admired the perfect girl and the handsome uncle, and urged Wei Zhihe to take them away together.

The key to the gate connecting the exit stairs is pressed under the potted plant next to the portrait of the handsome uncle. Wei Zhihe took out two keys and opened the corresponding iron door and wooden door. Finally, what was hidden behind was no longer the room, but the real exit. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, finally leaving this haunted house full of traps and terrifying corpses.

Tan Zhirong can be said to be the most excited one, he was so happy that he couldn't help jumping up on the steps: "I'm finally leaving here!"

The result of this jump... was absolutely unexpected.

At this moment, the stairs began to vibrate, and the dust on the wall began to fall down towards them!

The frightened people watched as the stairs began to disintegrate automatically, Kakaka turned and separated, and changed direction.

Tan Zhirong looked confused and yelled: "Damn it, what's the situation? Why am I getting farther and farther away from you?"

Wei Zhihe and Wei Junhan were also standing on the same step, they supported each other while the other three were shouting, Wei Junhan thought so!

Wang Lu and He Xueyao happened to be standing on the same level of steps, and they were forced to separate from them: "Ah, Tan Zhirong, why are you dancing for nothing? Why do the steps move? It's not Harry Potter's magic school." !"

Tan Zhirong was almost frightened: "How do I know, help, help!"

At this time, not only the stairs were vibrating, but even the walls began to change styles. One after another, dark passages opened to them, and different people stood on different steps and were moved into different passages.

Wei Junhan was very lucky at this time, he still had his brother by his side, but when he looked at his brother, he found that his brother had a smile in his eyes, maybe he was a little flustered and dazzled.

In just half a second, five people disappeared without a trace in the stairwell.

The 21 "people in the painting" outside the corridor all jumped out of the photo frame, giggling and talking about Wei Zhihe who put pressure on them just now, but the ten beauties who jumped out of the photo frame were not the ten beauties who showed their retro looks to Wei Zhihe and others, nor did they wear He was a handsome uncle with a top hat, a delicate pocket watch and a sexy moustache.

There was only one seven-colored big rooster weighing sixty to seventy catties with a big red comb on its top and ten clucking young hens weighing thirty to forty catties left on the ground.

In the demon world, it is often said that phoenixes love beauty, but many demons or humans don’t know that chicken demons also love beauty. They are half phoenixes anyway, and chicken feet are called phoenixes in human restaurants. Claws, this is an indirect acknowledgment of their half-phoenix status.No, the boss deliberately chose their race demons to be the jobs of handsome men and beautiful women, which is very honorable.

It's just a pity today, a player actually suppressed their monster power, causing them to almost show their prototypes in public.

The hen demon who played the role of the eldest wife in the painting with red Koudan nails said: "Did they step on that mechanism?"

The hen demon who played the role of the second wife said: "I must have stepped on it when I heard that sound."

The hen demon who played the fifth concubine sighed: "It's so pitiful, I heard from the boss that we have been open for so long, and no lucky player has been able to see the guy inside. Who is it, do you know?"

At this time, the big rooster who had just been beaten by Wei Zhihe said proudly: "Hmph, is it possible for them to come out after going in? Most likely they will be eaten. I heard that guy has eaten people before."

When the hens heard this, they clucked and started gossiping around the big rooster. The latter finally recovered the pride left behind by Wei Zhihe, and proudly stretched out his strong chest.

Or their sisters in the chicken demon world are cute!