The hand that catches the ghost trembles slightly

"Zhu Junyang?" Xia Yu shook Zhu Junyang's body vigorously, calling her name loudly.

Zhu Junyang shuddered, blinked his sore eyes that had been opened for a long time, and sat down on the ground.

"Boss?! Are you okay?"

Zhu Junyang shook his head: "It's okay... I was forced to empathize just now."

"Empathy?" Xia Yu showed a puzzled expression.

"Yes, I saw the picture of the girl being taken away by something." Zhu Junyang propped up the floor and squatted again in front of the cabinet door, and pointed to a brown scratch to show her, "This is where she was taken away." The resistance of the time..."

Xia Yu also squatted beside her, poking his head to look inside.

The messy scratches on the lower right corner of the cabinet reflected her eyelids.

That sullen girl was dragged away by something?Being able to take away a large living person silently, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like a human being can do it.

"In this house..." Xia Yu swallowed, "How many weird things are there..."

The moment the voice fell, Zhu Junyang suddenly covered her mouth with his hand, and then led her into the closet.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and when Xia Yu came to his senses, Zhu Junyang had already closed the cabinet door.

The two stood one behind the other, with the boss behind her, holding her arm with one hand and covering her mouth with the other.The bodies of the two were tightly pressed together in the narrow wardrobe, and she could even feel Zhu Junyang's subtle heartbeat and breathing behind her.

She didn't scream, and she didn't have any emotions of fear, which was nothing like being pulled into the closet by that girl that day.

It may be because I believe in Zhu Junyang's powerful strength, or it may be because the gardenia-like fragrance on her body makes people feel at ease...

Zhu Junyang was slightly taller than her, so he put his head directly on her shoulder.

Xia Yu's eyes widened in the darkness, her body froze, and she held her breath.

Is this pose...a little too intimate?

There were footsteps coming from outside, getting closer step by step.But all her attention was attracted by the person behind her, and her brain became a mess, she didn't understand what thinking was at all.

The footsteps stopped in front of the cabinet, and the "people" outside seemed to be looking at their hiding place.

Zhu Junyang stuck a talisman on the cabinet door with his backhand.

In the next second, the door was pulled open from the outside, and one person and one ghost came face to face with the visitor from outside.

— outside is the mistress of the house.

But not like her.

The hostess they saw was noble, elegant, fond of words, wearing a custom-made long dress, beautiful and moving; but the woman in front of them was just the opposite.She has the same face as the hostess, but her complexion is a strange purple; her hair is messy and curled up, and it is still dripping with water...

The most noticeable thing is the mark on her neck - there are two blood red fingerprints printed there.

At this moment, the hostess, who seemed to be strangled to death and thrown into the river, was looking at them with rolled eyes.

Xia Yu reflexively wanted to say hello to the hostess.

Zhu Junyang's eyesight was quick and his hand quickly held her hand.

A touch of embarrassment filled the air. After such a stalemate for a long time, the hostess closed the cabinet door behind her backhand.

The sound of dragging footsteps gradually faded away, and the sound of opening and closing the door was not heard, Zhu Junyang let go of her arm.

Xia Yu turned her head awkwardly, looked at her, and asked her if she could go out.

Zhu Junyang directly pushed open the cabinet door.

Xia Yu jumped out first as if fleeing for her life, stood by the door and touched her earlobe.

She is a ghost, how could she feel her earlobe is hot?

Zhu Junyang didn't pay attention to her little thoughts, and she went to check the water stains on the floor immediately after she came out.

In just a few seconds, the water had already started to dry up and solidified into darker marks on the wooden floor. It was hard to see where the woman had gone.

She scraped some off with her hands, put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it, showing a strange expression.

Xia Yu asked her: "What?"

Zhu Junyang sniffed it with his eyes closed, then stood up and said: "There is a very strange smell...not the smell of water...nor the disgusting smell of ghosts...I can't describe it...what is the feeling? I've heard..."

Xia Yu still couldn't smell anything.

"Let's go." Zhu Junyang said, "I don't know if the girl is in bad luck or good luck. It's very dangerous here. Let's find a way to see the painting."

The two ran out of the room like thieves, and Zhu Junyang locked the door from the outside with a needle.

Xia Yu glanced at the balcony, the door there was back to the way it was wide open, the white gauze was blown into the corridor by the wind, a yellow butterfly landed on the transparent glass, as if telling the harmlessness there.

Zhu Junyang gave her a hand: "Don't look, go back and take that little guy with you, let's go to the third floor."

"Eh?" Xia Yu was taken aback by her dragging forward, "Why bring it? It's so small..."

"It's much more capable than you."

Xia Yu: "?? I don't believe it, you must be lying to me!"

"believe it or not."

One person and one ghost walked to the door of the room, only to find a person standing at the door.

——A woman whom I just met.

Xia Yu immediately reached out for his pocket.

Zhu Junyang held her hand, and said to the woman, "Why is Madam coming to our place when you have time?"

The hostess has returned to their familiar appearance.Today she is wearing a cheongsam that reaches to her ankles, full of classical charm.

Her hair was neatly combed and tied into a beautiful bun at the back of her head; her neck was slender and slender, fair and bloodless, without any finger marks on it, she looked like an ordinary person.

"Ah, that's right." The woman replied, "Several masters said that something seems to have sneaked in... So I searched for something to remind you, and just happened to watch you come back when I came up."

Zhu Junyang nodded coldly: "Thank you, I understand."

The hostess hesitated for a moment, and then asked tentatively, "Mr. I don't know just now..."

Zhu Junyang said: "Just now I went to the terrace to take a look, but I was locked inside by something, and now I can get out."

The woman said clearly: "So that's the case, then I'll go down first..."

Zhu Junyang nodded again.

Xia Yu stuck out her tongue at the woman's back.

Zhu Junyang couldn't control his serious expression, he burst out laughing with a "puchi", and then coughed twice, pretending to be serious, and dragged her into the room.

Xia Yu was a little reluctant, entered the room and closed the door, and began to complain: "What does she mean? She looks at you with that expression! You shouldn't stop me, let me give her a big jump! "

Just now when Zhu Junyang mentioned being trapped on the balcony, the woman showed a contemptuous expression that she tried her best to hide, and Xia Yu was so angry that she wanted to scratch her face.

Zhu Junyang poured himself a glass of water, sat on the edge of the bed and listened to her complaints, and after she had finished speaking, he said unhurriedly: "Did you forget who almost scared you to pee in the cabinet just now?"

Xia Yu: "...Okay, shut up and stop talking."

I almost forgot the scary look of the hostess outside the closet...

Hearing what Zhu Junyang said, she still had lingering fears.

Fortunately, he was stopped by the boss, otherwise he would not know who was scaring whom.

Zhu Junyang said: "Her acting skills are very good."

Xia Yu asked in dissatisfaction: "Can you have my acting skills?"

Zhu Junyang sneered: "What else can you do besides pretending to cry?"

Xia Yu raised her chest and raised her head: "I'll still pretend to be pitiful!"

"Are you quite proud?"

Xia Yu chuckled: "Just kidding...just kidding..."

"I still don't know if the hostess I saw in the cabinet is the same person as the one I saw just now." Zhu Junyang took out his mobile phone to share the news with others, and said to Xia Yu, "But whether it is or not, she Neither is normal."

This is actually easy to understand.If it was a person—why did she appear in the closet in such a ghostly manner?If it's not a person - then who is real and who is fake?

Xia Yu felt that she was not at all suitable for thinking about such complicated issues. Among the people who appeared in the villa, the hostess had a problem with her daughter—now her daughter disappeared again, and the opera singer on the terrace did not know where to hide , there are also a few ghost catchers or liars who don't know whether they are friends or foes, the villa that doesn't let them leave, and a painting that was found out of the tomb on the third floor...

She tapped her head, which she couldn't turn around: "I can't think of what connects these things..."

"Wait a minute!" Zhu Junyang stopped, "What do you think is the necessary connection between these things?"

"Isn't that nonsense?" Xia Yu asked puzzled, "You are here because of the painting, half of the weird things in the villa are because of the painting, and half are inexplicable, but I wouldn't believe it if you said it had nothing to do with the painting. "

After talking about it, she muttered to herself again: "But I don't think it has much connection with painting..."

Zhu Junyang rubbed his chin: "If you think so... I still have to go and look at the painting..."

She tapped Xia Yu's arm: "Go, take the little guy out, let's find a way to go up and have a look."

"Oh." Xia Yu responded, and the cat bent down and glanced under the bed, "Huh? Didn't it hide under the bed today?"

"Baa baa?" she called, "Little sheep? Baa~?"

After yelling like this, the little guy who usually yells twice and runs out wagging his short tail didn't show up today.

Xia Yu had a bad premonition in his heart.

She turned her head to look at Zhu Junyang, Zhu Junyang took out a cigarette and put it in her hand after a long time, but did not light it.

"Has the little guy been stolen?" Xia Yu asked.

The woman was looking around at their door just now, maybe she fell in love with their sheep! !