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On the fourth floor, where the trace of Xishuang was lost, everything was quiet.

The bones of the female corpses that were thrown down the stairs and dissipated never appeared again.

When Yan Shixun turned around and looked again, the paintings on the wall returned to their original state. From the smashed sawdust glass, they became intact paintings again, as if they had never been moved here. .

However, the picture in the hanging picture changed from a screaming and crying woman's face to a silent crying woman covering her face

Breaking away from the constraints of the physical laws of reality, the original U-shaped structure of the villa has become bizarre, and the original limited-length corridors have become infinitely extended, leading directly to the dark darkness that cannot be seen clearly in the distance.

The paintings on the walls on both sides also continue to extend along the corridor, with no end in sight.

The woman in the painting either covers her face with her hands, or covers her eyes with one hand and her ears with the other, as if she is escaping from reality without listening or seeing.Or the whole figure is covered by long black hair, and they don't want to face the world outside the picture.

Or kneeling on the ground, only the thin arms stretched desperately to the sky, so hard that the veins burst out, as if they were questioning the world.Or maybe, begging heaven and earth...

Yan Shixun walked slowly through the corridor, and he had a panoramic view of the hanging paintings with different expressions and movements.

A bloody crescent moon casts an ominous red light from the window into the villa, and bright red roses sway in the garden.

Just like the night when Xishuang died a hundred years ago.

"Squeak-"

Yan Shixun raised his hand and pushed open the heavy carved door. The door hinges were old, and there was a piercing sound, which was extraordinarily clear and frightening in the silent space.

Then what Yan Shixun showed was a spacious and luxurious house.

There is no dust, no damage, everything is placed in an orderly manner, as if the time of this room was frozen at that moment before it was broken into a hundred years ago.

This is the room that Xishuang rushed out of just now, and it is also the room that belonged to Xishuang that Yan Shixun saw in the memory world.

But what Yan Shixun saw at this time was different from the picture captured by An Nanyuan when he was exploring the fourth floor.

On the contrary, it is closer to the villa he saw a hundred years ago in the memory world.

Although the room under Annan’s original split-screen camera has not been redecorated like other floors, it has also been eroded by time. The brocade and silk have lost their luster, and the furniture is damaged, showing a sense of desolation that is no longer prosperous.

At that time, An Nanyuan didn't explore this room much.

He pushed open the room and wanted to enter, but saw a blood-red rose cheongsam casually spread beside the dressing table.He suddenly realized that this was supposed to be a woman's room, so he quickly backed out while apologizing to the empty room.

At that time, An Nanyuan's fans were still saying under the live broadcast and screen recording that his brother was very polite, but he was too reserved, and this was just an empty room.

Later, Yan Shixun also asked An Nanyuan why he didn't continue to enter.

An Nanyuan scratched his head, and said embarrassedly that the horror movies he watched were all acted out like this, breaking into the old room and offending the original owner of the room, causing resentment, and then being hunted down.In particular, it was a room with an obvious feminine style. Didn't it mean the most underestimated types of people in horror movies? Women, children, and the elderly, whoever provokes whoever provokes hatred.

Although An Nanyuan's association ability is too good, and many brain holes are so outrageous that even Yan Shixun feels speechless, but this time, An Nanyuan made a mistake and guessed right.

If An Nanyuan hadn't exited that room in time, he would probably be killed on the spot by Xishuang, who controlled the entire fourth floor, and became the first person in the program group to be hurt by the ghost from the villa.

That blood-red rose cheongsam is exactly the cheongsam that Yan Shixun saw in the memory world, which was worn by Xishuang when he was brutally killed.The original color of that cheongsam was not blood red at all, but the pearly white fabric was soaked by Xi Shuang's own blood, and resentment made the red color last forever.

In the hallucinations that Yan Shixun saw several times, including the ghost image that Ding Qian saw in the mirror, Xi Shuang was wearing the blood-red rose cheongsam.

Folk legend has always been that the woman who died wearing a red dress and red shoes at midnight is the most vicious.She will return as a ghost to take revenge on the person she hated.

But when Xishuang died, her body had already been chopped into dozens of pieces by the bandit leader, and it was difficult to fight. If she wanted to become a ghost, she had to let her soul find a medium to cling to.

Generally speaking, ghosts will attach themselves to the things they used most frequently or had the deepest obsession with during their lifetime.The vitality and soul of the ghost are left on it, which can help make up the broken ghost, stabilize the state of the ghost, and enable it to continue to stay in the world.

Previously, Yan Shixun had several options in his mind, such as Xishuang's costume Fengguan when he was a famous Cantonese opera actress, such as something or a token of love given to her by Xishuang's lover.

But now, Yan Shixun ruled out other possibilities one by one, and locked on the cheongsam on Xishuang instead.

——It was carefully selected by Xishuang, who wanted to wait for her lover to return home with the most beautiful side, and was full of joy.She wore that cheongsam leaning against the railing and looked into the distance. She waited for a day but still failed to wait for her beloved lover. Instead, she watched the familiar servants of the villa die one by one by the bandits' knife, even her nanny. Was thrown to death in the garden.

Even she herself was hacked to death by the bandit leader.

Wearing that cheongsam, she experienced heart-piercing grief and crossed the boundary between life and death.

It can be said that the cheongsam was not only fully soaked with the blood of Xishuang when she was still alive, but also retained a large amount of vitality of Xishuang, and it also witnessed her strongest emotions and most important turning points.

It is probably the reason why Xishuang can continue to stay in the ghost mountain as a body for a hundred years, so that as a ghost, Xishuang, who is unable to interfere with the real world and living people, can break through the limitations of ghosts and touch living people.

Yan Shixun put one hand on the carved gate, and the differences between the several pictures made him figure out everything in a few seconds, and suddenly became enlightened.

He hummed a low laugh, let go of the hand holding the door, and stepped into the room.

It was obvious that Xishuang was killed here by Zhou Shi, and he was rummaged for jewelry, but the master room is still magnificent, maintaining the delicacy and beauty of a hundred years ago.

The floor-to-ceiling Western clock is covered with golden roses, and the warblers singing on it are lifelike, as if they will come alive in the next moment.The pendulum clock swings steadily, time passes, and everything is as it used to be.

However, Yan Shixun saw the crystal hourglass as a decoration on the dressing table that had appeared many times in the hallucination, standing still.

Yan Shixun's eyes sank, he raised his legs and walked over.

The dresser still maintains the appearance of that night a hundred years ago,

Next to the curling incense bottle, there is a delicate half-opened lipstick box, bright red and fragrant like a flower.And next to it was a letter that had been opened.

Yan Shixun reached out and took the letter.

The strong handwriting should belong to a man, but the tone is gentle and sweet. He told the recipient his love and made an appointment to go home.

It was the rich businessman.

Not only that, but the letter also said that he has become the president of the Binhai Chamber of Commerce, used his strength and profits to silence his family members, and agreed to his marriage with Xishuang.After he came to the mountain villa this time, he would pick up Xishuang and return to the city together.

In addition, the hexagram is used to calculate the horoscope, choose a good day and auspicious day, and marry Xishuang.

After Yan Shixun read the entire letter, he fell silent for a while.

He has been a person with insufficient emotions since he was a child.

After being picked up by his master when he was young, he has been traveling around with his master, and has seen so many tragedies caused by ghosts and ghosts, that he gradually got used to observing the world with a pair of cold eyes.

However, even Yan Shixun couldn't help but be touched by the grand tragedy behind the information conveyed by this letter.

The postmark date on the letter is half a month earlier than the date on the wall calendar next to it, and the edges of the letter have been worn out, but they are well preserved, which is obviously the result of the owner often taking them out to look at them, even the letter All have been dyed with incense, exuding a sweet and warm taste.

The thing that has been waiting so hard for a long time finally came to fruition, and she was about to marry her beloved lover. When Xishuang received this letter, what kind of ecstasy and tears were in her eyes?

Every day after receiving the letter, she was eagerly looking forward to the day when her lover would come. The worries and apprehensions of the previous years had turned into great joy.

She counted the date approaching, not knowing—

That would be the darkest day of her life.

The wealthy businessman caught up with the bombing on his way out of the city, and died in the explosion with no bones left.But Xishuang, who was waiting in the villa, only waited for the ferocious bandit.

one day.

From the peak of the most prosperous happiness, fell into the deepest hell.

This huge contrast is enough to make anyone who has experienced it feel resentful.

But Yan Shixun frowned after being briefly moved, and intuitively sensed something was wrong.

Judging from the hallucinations and the nanny's description, he thought that the deepest obsession that caused Xishuang to turn into a ghost was her lover who failed to come.

But, if that was the case, why didn't she cling to this letter that brought her happy news?

Yan Shixun thought so, so he asked.

——Of course, if he expresses his intention directly, Xi Shuang will ignore him.So Yan Shixun changed the way of asking.

"Is your love for your lover fake? Is it because he is too bad? You see, he never came to see you afterwards."

Yan Shixun said coolly: "Why don't you change it, I think I am better than him. Although people and ghosts have different paths, I will definitely not agree to you. But anyway, you are dead, so how about being frank?" ?”

Xishuang, who was trapped here by her own resentment, failed to leave the ghost mountain realm even after her death.

Naturally, she didn't know that her lover had already died in the bombing that night.

Although Xishuang disappeared from the fourth floor, she would never leave this cage that made her feel at ease.

And the well-preserved and beautiful room, where everything happened, is the place where Xishuang is most likely to hide.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, the dressing table in front of Yan Shixun suddenly shook violently, colliding with the floor and making a "bang bang bang!" sound.

It was like the female ghost was yelling angrily at this guy who spoke wildly.

And the vanity mirror in front of Yan Shixun also slowly dripped blood from the top of the mirror, gradually covering the entire mirror surface.

Amidst the bright red, the resentful and furious figure of Xishuang appeared in the mirror.

Yan Shixun calmly raised his hand and said hello: "Hey, have you figured it out?"

Xishuang: "Go to hell!!!"