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Bypassing the three incense sticks on the ground, Zhao Yin walked in first.

As soon as you step here, the surrounding temperature seems to drop a few degrees.

But Zihe felt a little comfortable - for a ghost, the feeling of coolness is better than hot and dry.

If the next door is the feng shui of the mansion, then here... the layout is completely according to the feng shui of the yin house.

Li Juanshen followed behind the two, always feeling that he was out of place in such an environment.

But on the other hand, I feel something familiar.

He clenched his fists at his sides, his body tensed, and he was ready to go—for fear of suddenly rushing out with a blank face, or a zombie jumping up and down.

When passing those red lacquered solid wood pillars, Li Juan couldn't help raising his head affectionately, and looked at the glaring Taoist statues - he found that the stone statues on the right were the envoys of the five plagues.

The hammers, fire pots and other sculptures in their hands are so vivid that they seem to be ready to be taken down at any time.

And the scariest thing is the eyes of these stone statues, carved meticulously, staring at the direction of the door, as if anyone who dares to walk in will be eaten alive.

Li Juanshen shrugged unconsciously.

Zihe turned his head and saw Li Juanshen looking around, grabbed his arm and shook his head.

Immediately, he pointed at the blue color on the statue.

Li Juanshen originally thought that those blue colors were copper rust or moss, but when Zihe sullenly asked him to be on guard in a low voice, he concentrated his attention and looked at the blue colors carefully.

But they found some cyan chrysalis clinging to the stone statue.

Zihe didn't need to say anything more, he suddenly thought of the worm crawling out of Bian Zhuo's nostril—whether the worm was of the same species or not, he swore that he would never go near those stone statues again!

I don't even look at it!

Zhao Yin walked in front, not walking fast.

As he walked, he looked around.

The blue tiles under his feet were well paved, and he could vaguely smell the mud in the room—he even suspected that there was mud under the blue tiles.

The surrounding light was not particularly dark, but he did not see anything like electric lights around.

Seeing that the sky is about to darken, the evening sun will not stay for long.

But Zhao Yin only looked towards the window, although he was a little anxious, but his steps were still cautious and steady.

As the sky was getting darker, the light green light in Zihe's eyes began to flicker slightly, he blinked, although the surroundings became dark, but in his eyes, the change was not that great.

The faint smell of incense ash in the air, and various natural smells, made him feel as if he had returned to Zixuan Temple.

They lined up in a row, walked steadily, and soon came to the pavilion.

Zihe calculated the distance. They had already passed through the opened room 2902. The door on the other side of the pavilion probably led to room 2903——

Teacher Fu actually bought all the three rooms on the first floor!

Zhao Yin took out the incense ash and sprinkled it on the wooden steps and floor of the pavilion.

Sprinkle a slice and go for a walk.

Zihe followed behind with his tiny footprints and walked forward.

Li Juanshen was imitating the example nervously, he was even a little worried, because his feet were big, every foot would step on the outside of Zhao Yin's footprints, would something happen...

The strange surroundings and the silent and oppressive atmosphere surrounding the three of them made Li Juanshen a little anxious.

Sweat trickled down his forehead, he held it up with his hands, and finally wiped it all over his jeans—for fear that even a single drop would fall on the ground.

In such an environment, for a person like him who doesn't understand anything, any behavior of himself makes him feel worried.

I'm afraid that I have violated some rules in this strange world unknowingly.

After Zhao Yin sprinkled the incense ash, he wanted to smear chicken blood on his hands, and then pushed the brown-red wooden door in front of him.

Zihe grabbed the hand of the little girl and said, "Let me push this."

No one knows what's in this room.

A witch who can use voodoo is far more unpredictable than a ghost.

Anyway, his physical body will eventually break down, but it's too small to have any accidents.

Zhao Yin wanted to shake his head, but Zihe smiled and said, "Our family is so young that it's skinny and tender, I'll do it."

Saying that, without waiting for Zhao Yin to say anything else, he reached out and grabbed the doorknob in front of him.

The iron doorknob was slightly cool to the touch, but when held in Zihe's fleshy hand, which was almost out of temperature, what he felt was lukewarm.

Li Juanshen stood behind the two of them, swallowed, and turned his head to look back.

The dim yellow light was about to disappear, and the two rows of stone statues were completely submerged in the gray darkness. They were faintly shadowy, and coupled with angry expressions, it made people feel chills in the back of their heads.

And in the distance, the door leading to room 2901, when they came, was open,

The other side of the door is much brighter than this side. From a distance, it looks like a rectangular bright block, and it looks like the open mouth of a monster.

Li Juanshen didn't dare to breathe, suppressed his emotions and his movements, and another layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Seeing Zihe holding the doorknob with a smile, Zhao Yin suddenly felt a little pain in his heart.

He couldn't remember the events of his previous life, and he always felt that the young man in front of him was weird.

Still always smiling and not serious.

But... this smile...

In the previous life, Zihe seldom smiled, but was always serious, gritted his teeth and rushed forward and climbed up, struggling with his stubbornness.

Recalling Zihe before he lost his memory, Zhao Yin looked at the smile of the young man in front of him again, and the light in those gentle eyes...

It felt a little bit more astringent.

In the memory that belonged to him in the previous life before this life, the Zihe who was brought by his side since he was a child was the disciple who ranked Xiaojiu.

In that period of memory, he seemed to be in a fog about many things about Xiao Jiuzihe - at that time, he was a practitioner who was devoted to the Tao and didn't understand the world.

Zhao Yin hazily accepted those memories, but he didn't think they were very real - he lacked too many details and too many feelings.

Like a life belonging to another person, just pouring into my mind.

For example, after watching a movie that lasted for more than a hundred years and is meticulous, but still feels that it lacks details and emotions.

But when Xiao Jiu in that memory overlapped with Zhang Zihe in front of him, many details and emotions were slowly being supplemented.

What is Zihe doing?

Are you protecting yourself?

But Zihe recalled some memories about his master, saw himself, and knew that he was the reincarnation of his previous master, so was he protecting him?

Can……

If Zihe regained his memory, how could he be like this...

Zhao Yin looked at Zihe's smile, the corners of his mouth were slightly lowered, his eyes were soft and revealed some emotions that he didn't know.

He didn't fight with Zihe any more, and took a step back slightly.

I just asked one more sentence: "You open the door and don't go in. Get out of the way immediately. Let's see the situation inside, and then let me go in."

Zihe smiled immediately, and said heartily: "No problem."

Immediately, he took a deep breath and looked at the doorknob in his hand with a little more solemnity and nervousness.

He gritted his teeth and took half a step back with his right leg, ready to dodge and jump at any time.

Zhao Yin even clenched the hammer in his left hand. He not only stared at the doorknob in Zihe's hand, but also at the position between Zihe and the door——

If something really rushed out or something, he would hit it with a hammer!

Thinking of this, Zhao Yin took a deep breath and swallowed hard.

No one knows what is behind the door, let alone whether there is any danger.

Among the three, one is an evil ghost, but he wants to start refining his soul again.Even though it used to be an extremely dangerous Hanba, but now it has to face the danger with ignorance because it has no memory.

An Kong has knowledge, but most skills cannot be used due to lack of aura.

the last one……

Li Juan clenched his fists deeply - he only had this kind of kung fu and tough bones.

Zihe's men exerted a little force, and the doorknob turned with a 'click', and the door was opened.

He pushed lightly, and the wooden door slowly opened with a low and hoarse 'creak...' sound.

The first to appear in front of you are three steps.

The concrete floor looks a little rough.

Looking around, it is still a huge space that has been opened up, but the concrete walls and floors here do not seem to have undergone much decoration.

It seems very different from the big money in rooms 2901 and 2902.

But when their eyes fell on the four walls and the ground behind the steps, the three of them couldn't help being speechless again.

There are densely painted patterns on the cement wall, this is by no means a small project.

In front of the steps is a three-dimensional landscaping with ups and downs - mountains, water, trees, flowers, pavilions and pavilions.

It was as if a shrunken world had been built in this room.

Looking forward, the room of about 180 square meters, except for the one-meter-wide walkway around the four walls, is full of the ground.

Zihe squinted his eyes slightly to look around, the air in the room was not as good as when the second room was opened, there was a strong smell of smoke and incense ash.

This cement room looks ordinary and has no special smell.

Many offerings, sacrifices and other activities should be held in Room 2902.

Zhao Yin waved his hand and sprinkled a handful of incense ash towards the room in front of him. The incense ash fell to the ground profusely, and nothing strange happened.

Only then did he turn his head and nodded towards Zihe, and holding the official hammer, he took the lead to climb up the steps and walked into room 2903-this is another world, another look.

The murals on the interior wall seem to describe a complete story, starting from the left hand side, it is just the birth of a baby.

On the two-dimensional mural, there are dark clouds rolling in the sky, four evil beasts roaring in all directions, layers of black lines are filled in the air, like a puff of black smoke enveloping the whole world.

And the baby's eyes were shining, and was held high above his head by Mrs. Wen.

The mother who gave birth to the baby tilted her head to one side, her eyes were wide open, and her expression was painful - she seemed to be dead.

Zhao Yin stood on the left side of the aisle against the wall, looked at the mural in front of him, pursed his lips and took another step forward.

This mural...

Zihe walked in right behind Xiaodie, there was no special smell in the air, and he didn't see anything strange.

He could feel a trace of evil in the room, which had a slight connection with him, but something suppressed the surging evil.

The three-dimensional small world in the room seems to be a feng shui bureau. He frowned while following Zhao Yin, starting from a lush mountain range under his feet, and carefully looked and analyzed it bit by bit——

What exactly is this indoor stereoscopic landscaping?

What is this for?

Could it be that the life and death situation of Burning Shou was arranged in this three-dimensional landscaping?

He couldn't believe that the production was so meticulous that every branch of the tree was carved to be real... just to cover up a life-and-death situation?

Compared with the two of them, Li Juanshen who stepped in had a much simpler mind:

What the hell!

Old lady Fu is a teacher, isn't she from the Tourism Bureau?

Build Taoist temples in the front and grottoes in the back?

The murals and the simulated small world have been made to this extreme level?

Fuck...it's a shame to be a teacher to teach and educate...

This fucking... is a master!