The hand that catches the ghost trembles slightly

"That woman!" Only halfway through the words, Xia Yu was covered by Zhu Junyang.

"Partition walls have ears." The warm air sprayed against her ears, the temperature was a bit too high for Xia Yu whose body was always cold, she couldn't help but turn her head to the side and hide for a while.

Zhu Junyang's eyes darkened, and he let go of his hand.

The two remained silent. They went back to the room and checked it carefully to make sure that there was no eavesdropping device before they started talking.

"I must have attached a visible talisman just now!" Xia Yu took off the talisman that hadn't been taken off her lap, and threw it to Zhu Junyang.

Zhu Junyang glanced at the cinnabar pattern on the talisman, and immediately recognized that this talisman was indeed a talisman that could make ghosts look like ordinary people.

She put the talisman on the table and asked another question: "Who did you learn those words from?"

Xia Yu looked up at the sky: "Huh? The ones in the restaurant? I saw it on Weibo before, and I thought it was very annoying, so I used it to provoke."

Zhu Junyang: "...you still know how to piss people off."

Xia Yu: "Hey."

They counted the information they got now, and roughly summed up the following points——

[-]. The male owner of the house has not appeared until now; [-]. The hostess can see ghosts but has been pretending not to see them; [-]. The painting is weird, but I don’t know where it is; [-]. The cabinet says that the hostess is not Her mother, and knows that the mistress can see the ghost's daughter.

"One more thing!" Xia Yu added, "Did you really kill the little sister who sang the opera that night?"

Zhu Junyang recalled what happened at that time. She didn't make a move that night. The one who killed the female ghost was a man who said he wanted to be the leader and had no valid documents.

The female ghost was wiped out under their witness, there should be no other possibility.

"What? What did you see?" she asked.

Xia Yu replied: "After I came out of the closet, I walked along the corridor, and when I turned my head, I saw a blurry white figure on the terrace... After I came back, I was too busy talking to you about the mistress's daughter, and instead put She forgot."

Zhu Junyang thought for a few seconds, then took out self-defense tools from his backpack and hid them in his clothes, and said to Xia Yu, "Do you want some excitement?"

Xia Yu hugged a table leg and did not let go: "I...I don't want to go..."

Zhu Junyang smiled ferociously, lifted her leg, and walked straight forward with the table.

Xia Yu howled loudly: "Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Zhu Junyang said in a cold voice: "The sound-proof talisman won't work well outside this door. If you attract something because of your random noises——I can't guarantee that you can go home alive."

Threats are always better than negotiation, Xia Yu immediately let go of the legs of the table, curled up and let Zhu Junyang drag her around.

If she has an entity, the ground must be very clean and tidy at this time...

The leftmost terrace on the second floor has never been locked.

So many great masters say that there are ghosts on it, even if the ghosts have been wiped out, the servants dare not stay on it for fear of getting some bad luck.So at this time, the top is empty.

Zhu Junyang's first goal is here.

Xia Yu's weight was very light, and she didn't feel the slightest dragging like this, so she simply grabbed one of her ankles and dragged her to the transparent glass door of the terrace.

With joy written all over his face, Xia Yu deeply felt that he couldn't lose such a big man in front of his colleagues, so he struggled to get up, and looked into the door together with the ruthless and unreasonable woman beside him.

The white gauze curtains were still flying up and down.

Zhu Junyang opened the door and stepped into the terrace first, followed by Xia Yu.

When the front foot enters the door, the rear glass door snaps shut.

Xia Yu immediately turned his head and slammed on the door, but it didn't have any effect.

The wind on the terrace became weaker, and finally I couldn't feel even a trace of wind. The white gauze curtains stopped waving and fell down quietly as if they were tired.

There were babbling lyrics coming from all directions, as if someone sang a melodious and melodious little song in their ears. Accompanied by the slightly hot air in the afternoon, they made people drowsy and just wanted to sleep forever...

"Xia! Little! Jade!!"

Xia Yu shuddered as she heard a violent shout, and came to her senses, "Eh? What's wrong?! Is the end of the world?!"

Zhu Junyang was leaning against the half-person-high railing, with his butt resting on it, looking at her with his arms folded.

Xia Yu finally remembered belatedly what this place was and what they were doing.

She hurried to Zhu Junyang's side, and patted her chest with lingering fear: "Fuck, this place is so evil, was I hypnotized just now?!"

Zhu Junyang said: "It's just an aura, it's because you are not strong-willed that you are so easily confused."

Xia Yu: "I'm just an ordinary 17-year-old female high school student, please don't expect too much from me, thank you."

Zhu Junyang showed a helpless smile, sat on the railing and opened his hands to her: "Come here."

Xia Yu: "??? What are you doing?"

"Just come here."

"This...isn't very good..."

Zhu Junyang: "What are you thinking, the door cannot be opened, I will take you to jump from here."

Xia Yu twitched, "Must...do I have to hug it?"

Zhu Junyang didn't fluctuate in his heart, and even wanted to laugh a little: "Otherwise?"

Xia Yu: "Then... can I ask to be hugged by the princess?"

"Princess hug? How to hug?"

"That's it..." Xia Yu lowered her head shyly, "I threw myself into your arms, you hugged me horizontally, then stepped on the railing and jumped, and landed lightly..."

Zhu Junyang imagined the scene for a while, and showed a disgusted expression.

Xia Yu blinked and acted cutely: "Boss, big brother, I have never been hugged by a princess when I grow up, can you hug me once and let me feel it?"

Zhu Junyang compromised, she opened her arms again, and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, come here quickly."

Xia Yu just felt as if she was in a dream.

She closed her eyes, with a sweet smile on her face, and threw herself in Zhu Junyang's direction.

Then there were two sounds of "baji" and "shit".

——Zhu Junyang turned sideways and directly avoided Xia Yu's embrace.

Then she stepped on the railing and jumped lightly, like a fallen leaf, riding the wind and falling in front of Xia Yu.

——It is exactly the same as Xia Yu imagined, except that she is not in this picture.

"Zhu Junyang!!!" Xia Yu roared angrily, "You bastard who lied to my feelings!!"

With his hands behind his back, Zhu Junyang walked around her and walked forward, and a word was brought to her ears by the wind.

——"If you can arrange it like this, do you think you're making a TV series?"

Xia Yu hammered the grass twice with her backhand, but she got up and caught up to her without any backbone.

"Hey... the girl who sings the opera is probably not dead, what are you going to do next?"

"Next?" Zhu Junyang turned his head and glanced at the balcony they left behind, and said with a smile, "Of course the next step is to visit this ghost's neighbor."

Neighbor……

It refers to the daughter of the hostess at the opposite door?

Xia Yu tugged at Zhu Junyang's sleeve: "Boss... Let me tell you, that girl is very evil and scary..."

Zhu Junyang looked at her a few times, showing a suspicious expression: "Xia Xiaoyu, don't tell me, you are a ghost, and you scared a person?"

The worry on Xia Yu's face disappeared in an instant. With a stern face, she said coldly, "Ghosts are also divided into attributes. I'm a coward. Are you satisfied?"

Zhu Junyang laughed heartily.

The hostess' daughter's room was locked, and Zhu Junyang took out a long needle from his meatball head, and poked it into the keyhole a few times.With a slight "click", the door opened.

She pushed the needle back into her hair again.

Didn't expect that this needle can unlock the lock besides piercing yourself? !But think about it, who would take a needle and prick themselves to play...

Judging by the skillful movements of the boss, it is not uncommon to use this method to enter the door...

One person and one ghost entered the room, and Zhu Junyang locked the door from the inside.

Xia Yu walked to the huge cabinet first, pointed to the last cabinet, and without saying a word, signaled to her that the girl was here.

Zhu Junyang shook his head: "There is no breath of living people inside."

With a hair on Xia Yu's back, she jumped three feet away from the cabinet door.

If the little sister inside had turned into a corpse...or hadn't breathed long ago...

Fuck...don't even dare to think about it, okay? !

Zhu Junyang directly opened the door of the cabinet, revealing the empty inside of the cabinet.

It appears that the people inside have left.

Thinking of this, Xia Yu saw Zhu Junyang squatting down at the door of the cabinet.

She also leaned over and asked, "What's the matter? What's in it?"

Zhu Junyang stroked the three long scratches on the cabinet with his right index finger one by one.

Only then did Xia Yu see that the bottom of the cabinet was covered with scratches about the width of a finger.

One by one, one by one, some scratches still have solidified brown on them.

"This is..." Xia Yu murmured.

A protruding wooden thorn pierced Zhu Junyang's skin and penetrated into her flesh, and a scene suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

There were heavy footsteps in front of her ears, and it was pitch black in front of her eyes. The girl sitting in the cabinet clenched her fists nervously, hearing the footsteps stop in front of her.

The door of the cupboard was opened from the outside, and the dazzling light exploded in front of her eyes. The girl let out a shrill scream, and thrust her hands into the wood abruptly, but was pulled out by her hair.

She struggled desperately, her fingers were cut by wooden thorns, and her fingertips were bloody due to friction with the rough surface of the wood.

All struggles were in vain, and in the end she was forcefully pulled out of the cabinet, and then the cabinet door closed again, and all scenes came to an abrupt end.