After knocking on the door of the evil god pretty [unlimited]

Thinking of this, Bai Xiao couldn't help laughing, he smiled and looked at Si Qingyan, "It's okay, you go up first, we will go up later."

Si Qingyan took a step forward, then retracted after a pause, he had to catch more ghosts before dawn, "Okay."

Bai Xiao looked at Zuo Haoming, Xu Qingqiong, and Li Yue who were beside him with a smile, and said intentionally, "Take care of him for me."

Zuo Haoming, Xu Qingqiong, and Li Yue looked at each other, a little puzzled, Si Qingyan still needs their care?It would be nice if he didn't chase those ghosts all over the house.

The three of them complained in their hearts, but they didn't say anything.

In the elevator, Gu Jun directly pressed the button to go up to the second floor. He was not very patient to see how many people continued to stick together, and he didn't really understand why Zuo Haoming and his group of old players took care of Si Qingyan so much.

The elevator doors slowly closed towards the middle.

Bai Xiao stood in the gap outside the door and waved to Si Qingyan with a smile. Si Qingyan knew that he could go upstairs, with a bright smile on his face, and waved to Bai Xiao in a good mood.

"Bang." After a muffled sound, the elevator doors closed completely.

Bai Xiao looked at the elevator with some reluctance, and turned his head to look at Si who was waiting for him beside him. Si looked at him with ice in his eyes, as if he wanted to poke a blood hole directly on his body.

Bai Xiao was in a good mood all of a sudden, but it was a bit costly to be in a good mood.

The elevator quickly reaches the second floor, stops, and then reappears.

When the elevator opened in front of Bai Xiao and the three of them again, the three people who were left downstairs couldn't help but frown, because nothing happened during the whole process.

The three have been on alert.

After looking around, the three of them entered the elevator one after another.

Xu Qingqiong, who was close to the button, glanced at it, and Si and Bai Xiao, who were standing at the corner of the elevator with a tense atmosphere, pressed the button to go up to the second floor.

The elevator closed slowly, slowly ascended, and stopped on the second floor.

The moment the elevator door opened, the three of them saw a group of familiar people.

Seeing Xu Qingqiong and the others, Zuo Haoming, who went upstairs first, couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, but at the same time couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

"Nothing happened." Xu Qingqiong said directly, she knew what Zuo Haoming and his group were worried about.

"That's good..." Zuo Haoming heaved a sigh of relief.

"Are you sure?" Su Zhe asked.

"What do you mean?" Xu Qingqiong looked over.

Su Zhe glanced at Bao Shitian. The three of Bao Shitian disappeared and reappeared before, and they didn't feel that they had disappeared.

Thinking of what happened before, the faces of the people who were relieved just now became a little uncomfortable. The two people who were standing by the elevator took a step back one after another, wanting to stay away from Xu Qingqiong and the others.

Xu Qingqiong frowned, and looked at Si Qingyan, Zuo Haoming and Li Yue.

Both Zuo Haoming and Li Yue were thoughtful, but they didn't have the alertness on other people's faces, they wanted to figure out what was going on.

Si Qingyan wasn't paying attention to the three of them at all, he was looking straight at a table in the corridor.

Xu Qingqiong followed his line of sight, and at the end of his line of sight was a wooden table that was as old as this funeral home. On the peeling table top, a plastic doll with one arm missing was lying there.

The doll didn't know who put it on it, and its head was tilted to their side, as if it was looking at them.

Facing such a human-yet-inhuman face, Xu Qingqiong's spine shivered.

Si Qingyan walked forward with a smile. He picked up the doll and looked at it, then put it in his pocket. Find it first and it's his.

Seeing that Si Qingyan stuffed the broken doll into his pocket preciously, Su Zhe couldn't hold back, a bit of disgust appeared on his face.

Not to mention how dirty the doll is, this is a funeral home, who knows how the dolls in the funeral home got here?

"Isn't that doll..." Gu Jun was stunned, how could he remember that the doll seemed to be on the third floor?

Gu Jun shook his head, thinking it was just a mistake in his memory.

Except for a group of them, no one would come to this ghost place, and the doll is not alive, so it is impossible to go down from the third floor to the second floor by itself.

"Okay, hurry up." Fang Xiaoxiao rubbed her arm, this place made her hair stand on end, especially after hearing Xu Qingqiong's words before.

No one spoke, and a group of people quickly restrained their minds and focused more attention on their surroundings.

The newcomers Su Zhe, Li Yue and Bao Shitian had never been here before, and they were very unfamiliar with the surroundings. Si Qingyan and his group came here once during the day.

Si Qingyan quickly walked towards the first room near the elevator.

This is the first room after entering the funeral home, so it is arranged as a reception room, where the funeral home receives guests and discusses burial matters.

The reception room is quite cozy, probably to neutralize the eerie feeling of the funeral parlor. The whole interior is decorated with an orange-red decoration background, orange-red background wall, and orange-red sofa. At first glance, it looks childlike.

Si Qingyan and the others have been here before, and there are no clues in the sofa except for some information about the guests they received before.

They had studied those materials when they came here during the day. The business of this funeral parlor was not very good. There were less than one hundred customers in total, and it took several years before and after.

Because it has been a long time, and almost all of them died of old age, Si Qingyan and the others didn't care much except to look at them.

At night, after entering the door, Si Qingyan and his group quickly found out the information.

After seeing that there was no change in the information and knowing that the thing was useless, a group of people quickly moved towards the next room.

The second room is a separate office, which should be used by Gu Jianping himself. The decoration of the office feels very uncoordinated and even a little uncomfortable.

In the not-so-big room, there were some cheap decorations on the table and the side cabinet, and there was a pot in the corner near the door.

This, coupled with the various books in the cabinet that did not fit the image of the funeral parlor, gave people the feeling that Gu Jianping wanted to decorate this place into a rich and stylish office, but turned it into a completely different place.

The only thing worth looking at in this entire office is the bookshelf, but most of the books in the entire bookshelf are new books. They have been bought for a while, but they have hardly been opened by the owner.

After a cursory look, without seeing any useful clues, a group of people quickly headed out the door.

Because they didn't want to stay here for a long time, a group of people moved very fast.

"Who closed the door..." Fang Xiaoxiao, who was walking in the front, muttered.

She came to the door and reached out to hold the doorknob, but the door seemed to be locked and there was no movement.

Unable to open the door, Fang Xiaoxiao's face quickly turned pale, and she quickly backed away.

The others were taken aback when they saw this, and their nerves tensed instantly.

In the darkness, no one dared to approach the door for a while, and everyone held their breath.

Zuo Haoming took two steps forward. He was on guard to summon his contracted ghost at any time, while slowly turning the doorknob.

The door was easily opened.

"Are you sick?" Bao Shitian scolded, Fang Xiaoxiao startled him.

Seeing this, other people also looked at Fang Xiaoxiao reproachfully. This place was already disturbing, and Fang Xiaoxiao was intentionally scary.

"The door really couldn't be opened just now." Fang Xiaoxiao tried to argue, but no one listened to her at all. A group of people left quickly after Zuo Haoming, who was walking in front, went out.

"I..." Fang Xiaoxiao was still trying to say something, but in the middle of the movement, he found that Si Qingyan, who was walking at the back, took out the doll from his pocket, looked at it, and then put it on the balcony railing.

Si Qingyan slid his fingers across the railing, half of his face illuminated by the moon was full of excitement, and his doll ran away.

But it doesn't matter, he will find him soon.

Fang Xiaoxiao swallowed back the words when she reached her mouth, and quickly walked forward to enter the crowd, not wanting to be with Si Qingyan.

Fang Xiaoxiao was walking when the person in front of her stopped suddenly. Her attention had been on Si Qingyan before she could stop, and bumped into that person's back.

Being bumped and hurt, Fang Xiaoxiao opened her mouth to curse, but when she turned around, she saw Bao Shitian.

Fang Xiaoxiao frowned, feeling unlucky.

Fang Xiaoxiao thought she would scold Shitian with her backpack, but she waited for a while but no one came to scold. Fang Xiaoxiao took a step forward to have a look, while Bao Shitian stared at the position opposite them on the left with a pale face.

Fang Xiaoxiao followed his line of sight almost immediately.

Opposite the moonless patio, in a room, three figures were looking at them from behind the window.

The three of them were of different heights and looked a little familiar, but their figures were all hidden in the darkness.

"Ah!" Fang Xiaoxiao screamed.

Everyone was taken aback by Fang Xiaoxiao's sudden sound, including Bao Shitian.

A group of people looked at Fang Xiaoxiao one after another, what was Fang Xiaoxiao doing?

"It's Bao Shitian and the others, it's Bao Shitian and the others..." Fang Xiaoxiao pointed to the opposite side.

Everyone looked towards the opposite side, and soon they all saw figures in that room.

Seeing himself being discovered and being seen by a group of people, the three figures in that room did not disappear immediately, but instead smiled towards them.

The three figures were shrouded in darkness, but the corners of the mouths were extremely clear, and what was even clearer was the undisguised evil in that smile.

Faced with such a strange scene, a group of people felt chills all over their bodies.

Before everyone could react, an equally familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of the door of the opposite room.

Si Qingyan was holding his favorite firewood knife in his hand, he kicked the door of that room open with his kick, "Kuuuuuuuuuu

Si Qingyan rushed into the room.

The three figures in the room who were smiling happily didn't expect things to turn out like this at all, they seemed to be taken aback, the smiles at the corners of their mouths froze, and then they disappeared quickly in embarrassment.

Si Qingyan tried to catch one of them, but the three figures disappeared very quickly, and when Si and Bai Xiao who followed came to the door, there was only a strong cloud in the air.

No one was caught, but Si Qingyan, who was holding a machete, smiled even more happily.

"Haha..." An indistinct child's laughter and footsteps resounded in the corridor, and soon disappeared.

At the same time, the elevator that had been waiting for them on the second floor suddenly started to run by itself, and the empty elevator slowly closed and went down.

"Si Qingyan, are you okay..." Zuo Haoming and Xu Qingqiong also followed at the moment.

Si Qingyan turned his knife away in disappointment, and when he was moving, his movements stopped.

"What's wrong?" Zuo Haoming looked in the direction Si Qingyan was looking in puzzlement. Si Qingyan was looking at the group of people they followed.

"One, two..." Si Qingyan counted.

Listening to Si Qingyan's counting voice, everyone who was startled just now was a little dissatisfied, Su Zhe couldn't help muttering something softly.

"Sixteen." Si Qingyan paused.

In the darkness, the dissatisfaction in everyone's hearts disappeared under Si Qingyan's last number, replaced by horror and fear.

There are only fifteen of them in total, where did No.16 come from?

Si Qingyan tilted his head slightly, he smiled, his long silver hair was scattered on his cheeks because of the moonlight, making the corners of his mouth curved beautifully and crazy.

"Ha ha……"