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Jiang Hanguang was arranged by the staff to lie on a soft bed, and then left lightly. The temperature in this room was much higher than outside, and she was wearing complicated clothes. It? Can not help but feel a little hot.

The faint smell of medicine lingers in the nose, and the sound of the mechanical system rings in the ears.

"open one's eyes."

Jiang Hanguang slowly opened his eyes, and found that he was in an antique hut, not far away from the translucent curtains of the carved windows, and the daylight came in, giving the future room A lighted cabin brings a little light.

She propped herself up and sat up, wanting to take a closer look at the environment in the room. The moment she turned her head, she was shocked.

The woman in red stood quietly in front of her bed, almost standing next to her bed. From Jiang Hanguang's position, she could even see her strands of hair and the thin golden threads on the red dress clearly .

The woman's neck drooped strangely, like a broken doll that had been forcibly stitched back together by a bad tailor. Her black hair hung down, covering her entire face, making her look extremely terrifying.

Jiang Hanguang: "..."

Hell when he opened his eyes, is this the setting of this haunted house or his own bad luck.

She is not afraid of ghosts, but she still feels a little numb seeing the female ghost whose head is about to fall off at any time, so she can only lean against the corner and ask carefully, "Miss Li?"

Her voice sounded like a certain mechanism had been turned on. The female ghost's neck suddenly turned up, and she suddenly raised her head, revealing a livid face, with two lines of blood and tears streaming down her face.

Jiang Hanguang took a light breath, but still tried to communicate with her, "If you have any grievances, you can tell me, I..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by the sad voice of the female ghost. She didn't seem to mean to hurt Jiang Hanguang, but just looked at her so obsessively. It is from this long gaze that I feel a little nostalgia.

"Why didn't you keep your promise?"

The female ghost's voice seemed to be sharpened by rough sandpaper, and it sounded extremely harsh. Jiang Hanguang instinctively raised his hand to cover his ears, but the female ghost in front of him had already turned into a burst of red mist and dissipated.

Before she came back to her senses, two female voices came from outside the window, which were deliberately lowered but enough for her to hear clearly.

"When the second lady died, I went in to help clean it up. Her neck was strangled, and her eyes were still open. I couldn't close them. I was so scared that my legs went limp. I heard people say that this is called death without peace. I must come back. Deadly."

"Don't talk nonsense, the officials sent by the government have inspected them all, and said that the second lady hanged herself. She wanted to die by herself. Why did she come back to claim the lives of others?"

"Haven't you heard? On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner, someone heard a woman's wailing in the back garden. The voice was very miserable. The man said that the voice was very similar to Miss Er! Said that he was sick, and he has not come to work until today!"

"That's right, even if you're right, if the second young lady comes back to ask for her life, she will also ask those who have harmed her, so don't worry about it, let's see if the courtyard is still clean. The colored lanterns, yesterday the young miss just glanced at it and was scared away, don't you know how angry the master is?"

The people outside the window finished talking on their own, and left together. Jiang Hanguang was finally able to get off the bed. She first took a look at her attire, and found that she was wearing a plain ancient silk dress, the color was close to white, but? It's not really white, and the corners of the clothes are embroidered with complicated and beautiful patterns, which are obviously not clothes that servants can wear.

From the short plot just now, Jiang Hanguang got a lot of information—1. The person he played had missed an appointment with that Miss Li, and it must have something to do with her death. 2. Ms. Li hanged herself to death, but before that, there was a high probability that it was the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, so something must have happened. 3. The behavior of the eldest lady and the watchman is abnormal, which needs to be investigated.

She began to look around at the room she woke up in? The layout was nothing special. Compared with the common ladies' boudoir in movies and TV dramas, it was just a little less decorated and seemed a bit deserted.

On the round wooden table in the center of the room, there was a celadon bowl, which contained half a bowl of dark juice. Jiang Hanguang picked it up and smelled it, and there was a bitter smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

She frowned, and walked to the dressing table. In the bronze mirror, she was wearing an ancient dress, a gold hairpin on her head, and a simple bun.

On the table in front of the bronze mirror, there is half a pearl decorated with red thread, and under the pearl is a piece of folded paper.

Jiang Hanguang first took the thumb-sized pearl in his hand and played with it for a while. The incision of the pearl was very smooth, which was obviously artificially cut.

Then her eyes fell on the paper pressed by pearls. Although the paper was folded up, the bloodstains seeping through the back of the paper could still be seen.

"Forever and forever, this hatred is endless..."

The handwriting of the writer is very delicate, but it is obvious that he lacks strength. As time goes on, the handwriting becomes more and more vain. In the end, he couldn't even finish the two short lines of the poem, so he vomited. blood.

Jiang Hanguang already had a preliminary prediction in his heart, and was just about to continue looking at other places when he was interrupted by the noise outside the door.

The girl's screams were faintly heard, and the sound of chaotic footsteps ran past the door.

That voice seemed to belong to the two omega girls who came with his sister.

Jiang Hanguang casually put the pearls and letter paper in his pocket, pushed the door open and walked out.

It was a sunny autumn day outside the door, and the scenery of this haunted house was really well done. Even though it was indoors, it could still imitate the outdoor environment by means of lighting and special effects.

The layout of the small bridge and flowing water room is quite stylish, but the staff dressed as servants are all gathered next to a dilapidated hut in the corner.

As soon as Jiang Hanguang approached, an enthusiastic aunt grabbed her hand, "Ah, Miss Biao, how good is your body? One o'clock, why come out and walk around again, this place is not clean, your body is weak, so don't join in the fun. "

Jiang Hanguang: "..."

Does this mean that you are not allowed to approach alone?

She was hesitating whether to insist on taking a look, when the vermilion door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

"Damn it!" A man in Taoist robes rushed in, looking like he was frightened by a ghost.

Jiang Hanguang: "Ahem...hahaha."

She held back for a while, but not only couldn't hold back, she choked herself.

The person who came was Cheng Ying. The one-size-fits-all Taoist robe was a bit tight on the tall alpha, which looked a little funny. In addition, she ran so fast that the hat tied around her neck fell off. The back of his head was swayed, as if a kite was tied to his head.

Seeing this scene, even the kind Miss Jiang couldn't help being happy.

In order not to let people find out that I have colluded with ghosts, the drama was extravagant, and as soon as I entered the door, I bumped into Mr. Cheng who was my lover: "..."

It took her three seconds to restrain the terrified expression on her face, coughed twice, straightened her Taoist robe, and paced over, "What a coincidence."

Jiang Hanguang did not continue to pursue the embarrassing thoughts for her, but just asked, "Did you see Miss Li too?"

"It's not just seeing," Cheng Ying raised her eyebrows, "I opened my eyes and was about to bury her, and she flew into my face."

Jiang Hanguang imagined the scene, "...that's pretty scary."

"It's okay," Cheng Ying tidied up her messy bun blown by the wind, tidied up her hat, and didn't even mention that she was scared into that appearance just now. Look at Jiang Hanguang carefully.

The woman was wearing an ancient moon-white dress with a simple bun. Ming? Ming? It was just a simple change of attire, but it happened to have a kind of romantic posture unique to young ladies who knew books and rituals in ancient times.

This is a good actor. What kind of container can I give her? What kind of appearance can you give her.

Cheng Ying feels that she is no different from the Deng Tuzi in ancient times. Ming? Ming? Jiang Hanguang just looked at her, and she couldn't help leaning over, sticking next to Jiang Hanguang like a drug addict, sniffing In order to smell the smell of the woman.

In addition to the scent of roses that she was so familiar with, there was also a faint smell of medicine.

But it didn't make her hate it, but she wanted to taste a few more mouthfuls.

Jiang Hanguang was shuddered by her breath, hurriedly grabbed her hand, glanced at her reproachfully, and pointed to the side beside him, trying to tell them with their eyes to stop showing their love and hurry up to push the plot. staff? staff.

"What's going on here?" Cheng Ying noticed that there were a lot of people squatting not far away.

Without waiting for Jiang Hanguang to explain, the enthusiastic aunt came up again, "Hey, sir, you are back, Lan'er and Tweety? The two girls who served the second lady have been talking about each other since the second lady disappeared. It seems that the master is afraid that they will cause trouble, so he asked us to lock them up in the firewood room, and then there will be another cry? Come on, go and have a look."

As soon as she finished speaking, the people gathered in front of the door over there separated towards the two sides as if they had made an appointment, making way for these two people.

Cheng Ying led Jiang Hanguang to go in, but was stopped by the aunt again, "Sir, our cousin is weak, so I don't want to go with you, in case something happens..."

The aunt's eyes turned twice on the two people's clasped hands, and she resolutely decided to ignore the adulterous relationship between the two people, which obviously did not conform to the setting of the plot, and just focus on her own lines.

Cheng Ying's eyes rolled, not only did not let go of Jiang Hanguang, but pulled her closer to him, and said with a smile, "You don't know, although Miss Biao looks weak, but she is born with a noble destiny. With her Come with me, even if there are evil spirits, the poor will not be afraid."

Jiang Hanguang, who was suddenly praised for no reason, was a little helpless and sweet, and he couldn't refuse Shang Chengying's smiling eyes, so he could only chime in, "It's okay if you have Mr.

Aunt whose face was covered by the sudden dog food: "..."

What happened to these two people?One is anxious to see a ghost, the other doesn't bark when he sees a ghost, and it's still the same now, the feeling is to give them dog food.

But? Speaking of this, she has no reason to stop, and can only get out of the way with a low eyebrow and a pleasing eye.

Cheng Ying blocked Jiang Hanguang from behind, and took away the rough wood in front of the woodshed door.

"Ghost!"

As soon as the door opened, the two people inside rushed out as if seeing a savior. Cheng Ying pressed the shoulder of Omega who was about to rush into her arms, and comforted him nonchalantly.

"Hey, I'm playing a game, calm down."

Everyone present: "..."

Who the hell was just chased by a ghost until his hat fell off.

The two people locked inside are exactly the two girls. They are also dressed in ancient costumes at this time, but they are obviously not as good as Jiang Hanguang in terms of the fabric and decoration. The light in the firewood room is dim, and the two Everyone was tear-stained. It was obvious that they had seen a ghost just now, but they were not as calm as Jiang Hanguang, and they were all terrified.

In order to prevent the guests from moving too much during the game, the glasses are too big to affect the game experience. The glasses of the haunted house are snap-on, and the steps to take them off are quite cumbersome. His long hair was messed up.

Cheng Ying asked the servants to pour two glasses of water for them to drink, and walked around the woodshed by herself.

The female ghost in red has disappeared, and there is nothing in the firewood room except a few piles of dry firewood.

When Cheng Ying came back, the two girls had calmed down under Jiang Hanguang's comfort, so she got straight to the point.

"Do you have anything on you?"

It is impossible for the haunted house to arrange for two players to be frightened in vain. They must have key evidence in their hands.

The two girls groped around and pulled out something at the same time.

That thing is no more than the length of a finger. It has a square shape and is golden. It is actually two gold bars.

How could there be such precious things on the two maidservants serving the lady?

Cheng Ying and Jiang Hanguang looked at each other, knowing that these two definitely played an important role in Miss Li's death.

The two of them were about to exchange information when they heard a howl from afar.

"Ghost! Ghost!"

The four of them turned their heads to look at the same time, but they saw that the closed door of the room just now opened suddenly, and a man wearing gold belt and silver jumped out from inside. While running out in a panic, he stumbled on the threshold and fell like a dog eating shit, and he was still crawling out in a hurry.

It was Jiang Xinyue who was said to be afraid of nothing after being haunted for a long time.

All the staff present showed doubts on their faces. The ghost in this scene would automatically disappear after leaving the house. How could this person be so frightened even after leaving the house?

Cheng Mantou's triumphant voice sounded in Cheng Ying's ear, "Hey, how's it going? This guy still wants to take off his glasses, but I've locked the buckle. Unless she buckles her head together, she still wants to run?"

The corners of Cheng Ying's mouth twitched into a satisfied smile, and she still didn't forget to teach Cheng Mantou a lesson in her head, "It's almost done, do you understand what is gradual progress? If she faints now, this game will be over."

Cheng Mantou snorted, "Then first?"

As soon as she finished speaking, probably the ghost in Jiang Xinyue's glasses suddenly disappeared, and she finally stopped digging her pedals, but collapsed on the spot panting heavily, the clothes underneath were already soaked.

作者有话要说：ps：鬼屋好像写太长了，本来打算今天结束的，唉，求评论呀。感谢在2021-09-2200:11:27~2021-09-2222:57:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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