The real daughter of the group pet is actually a Taoist boss

The audience in the live broadcast room were almost out of their minds.

And some special people who have been squatting in the live broadcast room, their eyes lit up when they saw the enchantment.

When the illusion appeared, the group of people were so excited that they had already contacted the program team.

And these, the people in the illusion do not know.

Because they were suddenly stopped by a middle-aged man in a long gown, who took them to the front of the building.

The building has four floors, and the doors and windows are closed. It is a very ordinary building in modern times.

But now, against the backdrop of the surrounding low houses, it stands out from the crowd.

The middle-aged man brought them here, "You are students invited by Mr. Gongbo. Mr. Gongbo is sick, so I specially asked me to pick you up."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he reached out and rang the doorbell.

The doorbell sounded crisp and loud, which was particularly harsh in the quiet town.

The doorbell rang for a while, but no one answered the door.

The middle-aged man frowned, "Why is no one opening the door, everyone, wait here for a while, I'll take a look from behind."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Master, what's going on? I thought they couldn't see us, so it seemed like we had become one of them."

Hang Jiaxin was a little scared.

Scared, to be precise.

Chu Luo: "Illusions of Yinland are usually for the purpose of hurting people. We don't have any clues at the moment, let's take a step by step according to what they said!"

Ji Zai nodded, he stepped forward and knocked on the door again, but there was also no response.

Ye Yunchu whispered in fear: "Is there really no one?"

Although the sky is bright and the sun is shining brightly now, and there are crowds of people all around, Ye Yunchu somehow feels a chill down his spine and numbness in his scalp.

"There is a hole here." Fang Kaiji pointed to a round hole on the iron gate.

And on the heavy iron door, at the height of a person, there is a small circular hole.

"Let me see what's going on inside."

He walked directly to the entrance of the cave, leaning in front of the dark cave entrance.

The entrance of the cave is narrow, Fang Kaiji casually approached the entrance of the cave, and just as he walked over, a red eye appeared at the entrance of the cave...

"Ah!" Fang Kaiji's heart was beating wildly, and he yelled suddenly, he backed up again and again, almost fell down, but was supported by Ji Zai.

"Eyes, have eyes."

He pointed to the opening of the hole in a shaky tone. 166 novels

As soon as he finished speaking, the iron door opened from the inside.

Inside the door, a thin woman showed her face. She looked like she was in her 40s, with triangular eyes, thin body, slightly curved back, and an abnormal white complexion.

She glanced at the people outside the door, pulled the corners of her mouth, showing her black teeth, "Are you here to see Mr.?"

Jizai nodded, "Yes. We were invited by Mr. Gongbo. May I ask who you are..."

"I'm Mr. Gongbo's servant, responsible for taking care of Mr. Gongbo. You can just call me Aunt Hua."

"Hello, Aunt Hua."

Aunt Hua nodded, "I just wanted to see the situation outside when I heard the knock on the door. I'm sorry to scare you."

Although she said she was embarrassed, the expression on her face was very excited.

Obviously scaring them, she had fun.

Fang Kaiji was angry and was about to lose his temper, but Chu Jing grabbed his arm, shook his head slightly at him, and stopped him from moving.

"It's okay." Ji Zai and Aunt Hua greeted each other, and they looked at Chu Luo out of the corner of their eyes.

Chu Luo nodded incredulously.

Aunt Hua led them in with a smile, and said as she walked, "Mr. has been sick for the past few days and went to see a doctor. The doctor said to reduce the blowing of the wind, so the doors and windows are closed."

"I'll take you to see Mr. Xijing now, please don't make any noise."

The people behind her made silent eye contact.

Chu Ran was about to speak, but Chu Jing pulled her sleeve, signaling her not to speak.

Chu Ran: "..."

For some reason, she felt a little uncomfortable.

Second brother, do you despise her?

She thought, and glanced at Chu Luo coldly.

It's all because of Chu Luo...

Chu Luo and the others walked while observing the surrounding environment.

The doors and windows in the house were closed, the light was dim, and the whole house was empty with no furniture.

The only sound was the rattling of their footsteps.

Following Aunt Hua to the second floor, everyone smelled a strong fragrance.

It is sandalwood.

Aunt Hua walked to a room, knocked on the door, and a deep voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Aunt Hua pushed open the door, and inside the door was a suite, on the left was a bookshelf reaching to the roof, a table more than two meters long, on which were placed rice paper, brush holder, inkstone...

The room was still dark.

And in the position facing the door, there is a niche.

Sandalwood is lit in front of the altar.

What's weird is that the statues in the shrine are covered with red cloth, and densely packed runes are embroidered on the red cloth.

The distance was too far, Chu Luo and Ji Zai couldn't see what the runes were, but they felt uncomfortable instinctively.

Aunt Hua had already reached the door of the bedroom, and pushed open the door, "Sir, the researchers you invited have come over."

The bedroom door was only a crack open.

Although only one gap was opened, the sandalwood scent was so heavy that it made people feel depressing.

"Everyone, I'm sorry. I'm sick and can't see guests, so I can only communicate with you in this way."

"It's okay, Mr. Gongbo's health is important."

"I invite all the researchers to come here this time, and I want you to get rid of this superstition." Mr. Gong Bo's voice was weak and weak, "Since I moved here, I have found that the people here are ignorant and ignorant, and they only want to pray to God and worship Buddha. "

"Even the big trees in the township are regarded as sacred trees and prayed and worshiped by them."

"It was fine before, but this year the situation was turbulent and disasters were frequent. The people prayed to the gods one after another, and some even sacrificed themselves."

He coughed a few times when he said this, "But there are indeed some abnormal phenomena here."

"Researchers, just get rid of some local superstitions."

"Currently the most famous rumors are that one is a pen fairy and the other is a yin marriage. As long as you dispel these two rumors, the common people will also be able to break through their ignorance."

His tone was full of emotion and melancholy.

Chu Luo took a step forward and asked innocently: "I don't know how we can break the superstition?"

Mr. Gongbo coughed twice, motioning for Aunt Hua.

Aunt Hua walked aside and took out a few pieces of paper and handed them to Chu Luo.

A few people gathered around to take a look, and it turned out that it was written with the idea of ​​hell.

Invite the Pen Fairy: At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, several people hold a pen together and read together, "Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, you are my past life, and I am your present life."If there is a destiny in this life, please draw a circle on your IQ'.

Yin marriage: hold the dead person's red envelope in hand, and complete the Yin marriage ceremony with the object of Yin marriage.

Both of these are common tropes of very common horror films.

When everyone saw this, their hearts skipped a beat.

He looked at Chu Ran and Fang Kaiji.

If it's a coincidence, it's too coincidental!

Hang Jiaxin asked: "Can you just take a pen and any red envelope?"

This time, Mr. Gong Bo did not answer, but Aunt Hua answered, and she said in a strange voice: "There are rumors that only a jade pen from a private school can invite a pen fairy."

"The red envelope must also be the red envelope at the entrance of the three-pronged entrance. If you pick it up, you can go to hell."

Everyone: "..."

Confirmed, no coincidence.