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The mysterious red wooden door was still locked.

In the past few days, everyone has forgotten its existence, and now the rust around the keyhole is much less. It seems that someone has used a key to get in recently.

The dark marks left by the rain on the red carpet stopped in front of this door. Zhao Xiaotong scratched his hair and looked at the crowd: "Which of you can unlock it?"

Xie Baiyuan: "Let me try."

He stepped forward, without saying a word, he just raised his leg and kicked the door a few times.

Every time he kicked, Fang Li felt the ceiling above his head trembling slightly, which showed how hard Xie Baiyuan was kicking.

After doing this three times, the wooden door panel creaked when the wood was broken, and the seemingly solid iron lock fell to the ground.

The moment the door opened, Fang Li relabeled Xie Baiyuan as a violent beauty in his heart.

The small red wooden door was broken with brute force, revealing the dark entrance behind it.

Fang Li hastily took out the small anti-wolf flashlight that he carried with him from his pocket. The light of the flashlight was very penetrating, and he saw clearly that there was a staircase going down behind the door.

The stairs are made of wood, probably because they have been in disrepair for a long time, and they will make a creaking sound when stepping on them, and there is a feeling of crumbling.

In addition, the stairs are so narrow that only one person can pass through, and everyone can only go down one by one.

Xie Baiyuan walked in the front. He walked down the stairs and stretched out his hand in front of Fangli.

Fang Li took his hand, which was warm and dry, and felt safe in this dark and strange environment.

"This is... the basement?" Zhao Xiaotong looked around with a flashlight. The style of this room is incompatible with the rest of the villa. Every corner of the villa is carved with complicated rose patterns, but here only the most basic cement is used. It became a room without other decorations.

"There's a big hole there!" Xinxin shouted, pointing at a corner of the wall.

Chen Zhou walked over and found a piece of pink cloth near the entrance of the cave.

That piece of fabric looked familiar, and Fang Li remembered that the dead Le Fei was wearing such a pink midi skirt.

"The diameter of the hole is about one meter, so it's not a problem to pass through with the corpse." Chen Zhou analyzed, "Come on, let's go in and have a look."

When Fang Li heard that he was about to enter this hole, his legs felt a little weak: "Do you want to go in?"

Xie Baiyuan looked indifferent: "Then go in and have a look, and leave two people here, just in case."

He didn't say what the eventuality was, but everyone knew that it was nothing more than maids and housekeepers appearing to stop them, or ghosts in the villa.

But this dark hole leading into the unknown is just as frightening.

Fang Li backed away, thinking that he could just stay here and wait for them to come out.

However, Xie Baiyuan saw through his attempt at a glance, and reached out to fish him over: "You follow me."

Fang Li: "..." I don't really think about it.

Finally, everyone discussed and decided that Xie Baiyuan, Fang Li and Chen Zhou went into the cave, and the other four stayed where they were and waited.

Dou Bing seemed to be relieved that there was no need to enter the cave. With a worried expression on his face, he told him intimately: "If you find that the situation inside is not right, you should get out immediately."

Zhao Xiaotong was very moved: "Brother Yuan finally showed consideration." The implication was that Brother Yuan finally became a human being.

Xie Baiyuan didn't care about her, just pulled Fang Li, and whispered: "Go in, I will follow you, and nothing will happen to you."

Xie Baiyuan's words were like a reassurance, Fang Li gritted his teeth, stepped on the rough wall, followed Chen Zhou's footsteps, and plunged into the dark hole.

Xie Baiyuan was right behind him. Seeing that he was about to fail to climb up, he reached out to support his ass.

The cave is slippery, not easy to walk, and there is still some water at the bottom.Fang Li turned on the flashlight, and walked cautiously inside with his back bent.

The three of them walked like this for 10 minutes. The passage was very long, as if it had no end.Fang Li felt that the atmosphere was terrifyingly quiet, so he took the initiative to ask: "Xie Baiyuan? Why don't you speak?"

After a while, Xie Baiyuan's voice came from behind him: "What do you want me to say? Oh, your ass <> feels good."

Fang Li: "..." You are so perverted.

But with Xie Baiyuan behind him, he felt much more at ease.

Chen Zhou seemed to have stepped on something, and cursed "Fuck" irritably.

Fang Li took a picture with a flashlight and found that it was a broken doll.

The doll's belly was cut several times with scissors, and the cotton ran out of it, and the whole thing was wet after being stained with dirty and smelly stagnant water.

Fang Li recognized the doll's owner at a glance: "This is Xiaoyuan's doll."

Chen Zhou didn't know that there was a task of helping Xiaoyuan find a doll, so he had no interest in this doll, and Fang Li was a little puzzled to pick it up.

"This should be the refuge passage designed by the first owner of the manor when he built the manor."

After walking forward for a while, Chen Zhou stopped.

Fang Li: "?"

Chen Zhou said: "There is no way ahead."

Going forward is a hard wall. He reached out and groped around, and finally knocked on the top of his head.

There was a thumping sound from the stone bricks on top, and it sounded hollow—there was nothing over their heads.

The three of them exchanged glances, Chen Zhou raised his hand, and pushed hard the stone brick above his head.

The stone bricks were a little loose at first, and finally they were completely lifted by him.

Rainwater dripped in from the opening, and Fang Li quickly helped to lift off the other stone bricks.

The moment the three of them got out of the narrow and long passage, they were stunned.

At this moment, they were in the cemetery in the back mountain, surrounded by graves.

"...Damn it!" Chen Zhou was stunned for a moment, and the anger of being teased kept rising, and he walked towards the small wooden house of the gardener Lao Han not far away, "I have to play this trickster today." You can't get it out!"

Even the best self-cultivation will be discarded in this situation. Chen Zhou approached the cabin cursing, but the scolding stopped abruptly before and after walking to the door of the cabin.

In the dilapidated cabin, the lame old Han had his limbs behind his back, intertwined in a strange posture. Like a knotted ball of yarn, his arms tightly strangled his neck, strangling himself to death.

The body was still warm. In front of his bed, there was a brazier with charcoal burning, and a thick stack of calendars and a letter were thrown on it.

Xie Baiyuan walked into the house quickly, and picked out all the letters and calendars that had not been completely burned.

"What is this?" Fang Li leaned over, he was taken aback by Lao Han's strange death.

Those calendars were first recorded to today's day ten years ago. From this day onwards, every hundred days after that, a circle will be drawn with a red pen on the calendar.

Xie Baiyuan opened the letter, glanced at it and threw it to Fang Li: "Come and see."

Fang Li took it over and realized what was going on.

Lao Han's cultural level is not high, not to mention crooked handwriting when writing letters, there are many typos and some places where pictures are used instead of words.

"Master, Lao Han's day is coming, and I'm going to accompany my wife." Fang Li also had a hard time reading the letter, "The tasks you assigned to Lao Han have also been completed, and finally listen to Lao Han's advice... Hurry up... Ma'am won't let you go."

The second half of the letter had been burned. Fang Li was full of doubts when he read this: "Master? Who is this letter written by Lao Han?"

Xie Baiyuan always looked thoughtful, and when he heard Fang Li's question, he suddenly smiled and said, "It's probably for one of our young masters."

Fang Li: "What the hell?"

He understood what Xie Baiyuan meant, but couldn't figure it out: "But the twelve of us, aren't we all passengers on the bus together?"

Xie Baiyuan asked him back: "When did you introduce yourself? If the dungeon has been activated since getting on the bus, it is not uncommon for NPCs to be among the passengers."

Fang Li: "...that makes sense." I couldn't refute it.

Fang Li was extremely exhausted, and he said: "Then the young master means..." There were five men left in the team, excluding him, Xie Baiyuan, and Gu Feng who he knew in the previous dungeon, plus the one who was brought to the wooden house by Xie Baiyuan Chen Zhou, then there is only one candidate left.

Dou Bing.

Xie Baiyuan made a silent gesture to him.

He said, "It's not time yet."

Fang Li had no choice but to keep his mouth shut, and swallowed back the name he was about to say.

But after a while, he couldn't help but ask again: "Why?"

Xie Baiyuan said: "Do you still remember the story of the twelve brothers?"

Fang Li said: "Remember, after the queen gave birth to her daughter, her twelve sons were hunted down by the king."

Xie Baiyuan asked again: "Do you remember the names of the twelve sons?"

"There is one named Benjamin." Fang Li was taken aback.

"There is only one named Benjamin," Xie Baiyuan smiled. "There is another version of this story. The eleven brothers were persecuted, and only the youngest brother, Benjamin, escaped by chance, so only he has a name."

So correspondingly, Dou Bing is that Benjamin.

At this moment, Chen Zhou, who had been silent all this time, was finally willing to look away from Lao Han. He had heard Fang Li and their discussion, but he still walked out of the house without saying a word.

The person working for the ghost has been found, but the person is already dead, so there is no need to dwell on it.

The three of them prepared to climb over the hill and return to the villa.Fang Li was walking but was attracted by a row of tombstones.

The main reason is that the color of this row of tombstones looks very "new", and it looks very different from the tombstones on the side that have experienced wind and sun.

After he saw the words on the tombstone clearly, he shuddered all over: "Look!"

Xie Baiyuan and Chen Zhou gathered around, and both of them could clearly see the names engraved on the tombstone.

From left to right, twelve tombstones engraved the names of the twelve passengers in this copy, including Dou Bing's name.

Fang Li saw his own and Xie Baiyuan's. It was really unlucky that the names of the living people were engraved on the tombstones of the four.

In front of the tombstone belonging to Le Fei, the color of the soil is very different from other places around it, as if the soil had just been turned over by someone.

It is not difficult to imagine that those few corpses that disappeared were eventually buried here.

"Fuck." Chen Zhou's scalp exploded, and the irritability of brushing shoulders with death in the past few days finally broke out. He went to find an old big hammer near the wooden house, and smashed those tombstones as if venting his anger. It was a mess.