Leng Rushuang looked at me in surprise: "The previous dark object appeared, it was in this house!"

"Ah?" I suddenly widened my eyes.

At this moment, Special Assistant Wang had already run back quickly and asked President Liu with a panic expression: "Mr. Bai has decided to leave, no matter how I try to keep him..."

"What?" Mr. Liu said in shock: "How can that be done? Hurry up and chase people back! If you can't catch them, don't come back!"

Assistant Wang looked embarrassed.

Mr. Liu gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't have it, just add money. I think he has two tricks on his performance just now. If he can really settle the matter, he will triple the money!"

Only then did the Assistant Wang chased Mr. Bai in disgrace, and when he passed by Leng Rushuang, he smiled apologetically.

Leng Rushuang was like he was not doing anything to him, which was really a sin!

Leng Rushuang secretly discussed with me: "There are too many people here now. If we rashly go in, what should we do if we don't go in now, and the silence will run to another place?"

I was not so worried, but instead comforted her, "Do you really think it's just a coincidence when the ghosts come to the haunted house? Believe me, haunted here must be related to the ghosts. Let's not move for now, just wait and see what's going on!"

Leng Rushuang nodded and said nothing.

We waited for a while, but Assistant Wang still did not recover Mr. Bai. In the end, Mr. Liu received a call, which should have been from Assistant Wang. He tried his best to keep him and finally persuaded Mr. Bai, but Mr. Bai said that today's time has passed and no other action can be taken. Everyone should be separated and come together tomorrow.

Although Mr. Liu was impatient, it was useless, so he had to leave by taking a luxury car surrounded by bodyguards.

The crowd quickly dispersed, and suddenly it became empty in front of the haunted house, with only a few pieces of candles that had been burned more than half still standing on the ground.

Leng Rushuang discussed with me: "Do we want to go in and take a look?"

"Ghost House? I'm really a little scared..." Before I finished speaking, Leng Rushuang could no longer walk towards the Ghost House without hesitation.

Because the year has been lost and no one has managed it, the door was nailed together by several broken wooden boards. Leng Rushuang took me around the room and saw a small window with wooden boards in an inconspicuous place. Leng Rushuang signaled to the man in sunglasses. The man in sunglasses kicked, and the wooden board was broken into pieces with a bang.

The man in the sunglasses was worried about Leng Rushuang's safety, so he jumped in through the window first. After confirming that nothing was wrong, he turned around and signaled that Leng Rushuang could go in.

Leng Rushuang and I followed closely behind and realized that there was an ordinary old-fashioned dilapidated house in front of us. The floor on the ground was almost rotten, and every step he stepped on, it made a creaking sound. The room was messy, with tattered furniture and spider webs everywhere, and dust was floating in the air that could be seen with naked eyes.

I couldn't help but joke with Leng Rushuang: "If one day I change to a career in making a horror movie, I will definitely choose a location here. It's like there's a particularly horror atmosphere without post-production!"

Leng Rushuang didn't care about me. She was staring at the golden compass with all her attention. The flexible and useful compass in the past seemed to be disturbed today, and it kept spinning left and right, but there was no way to determine the position.

Leng Rushuang was sweating anxiously, and I couldn't bother her, so I had to carefully observe the environment in the room.

In fact, the floor area inside the house is not very large, with three small rooms separated in total. Because it took too long, it was no longer obvious what each room was originally made of? There were outdated wallpapers on the walls, and the patterns could be vaguely identified, but they were terrible.

The surroundings were quiet, except for the breathing of the three of us, which was a little strange. I searched for a long time but couldn't find where the evil wind that had blown out before came from?

Leng Rushuang suddenly called me over, pointed to the golden compass and said to me: "I have discovered something in the compass, I must have found it."

I glanced at the compass in her hand and found that the pointer was still trembling slightly, but it clearly pointed to a place. Leng Rushuang and I looked along the pointer without thinking.

It was the most inconspicuous room in the whole house. The wooden door was half open and was shaking, and there was nothing inside. I slowly leaned over and gently opened the door.

With a creaking sound, the wooden door opened!

There was a woman who was ignorant of life and death lying on the dusty floor.

I was shocked when I saw someone suddenly and instinctively took a step back. Leng Rushuang leaned forward and asked, "Who is this?"

How do I know?

I shook my head at her. The woman was about in her early twenties, with a young face, and looked like a college student. I squatted down and looked into her nose. I found that she was breathing evenly and probably fell asleep. Now I finally breathed a sigh of relief and held her out with the man in sunglasses.

A woman has a worn-out belt around her neck and a camera is tied to the belt. Judging from the model and style, she should be very old and old.

Leng Rushuang's eyes moved and she whispered to me: "This time the dark object... should be that camera."

camera?

The camera was first introduced to China in 1846. At that time, the Qing Dynasty was in a state of distant state and was closed to the country. The camera was a fresh and magical treasure in that era. However, among all the evil objects I dealt with, it seems that there is no camera-related thing yet. Should I deal with the evil spirits of the foreign devils this time?

My man with the sunglasses and I looked around in the room, but we didn't find anything strange. In the end, we had no choice but to take the woman to leave the haunted house. The sun was shining outside, which was a world of difference from the haunted house. We held the woman and rested in the corner for a while before she woke up slowly.

The first thing she woke up was not to thank us, but to grab the camera around her neck nervously and asked, "Have you touched this camera? Have you taken photos with this camera?"

Two consecutive questions, one more and another, making me confused and thought something big had happened.

I shook my head: "No one touches your stuff..."

Before I could finish my answer, the woman quietly breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest and said, "That's good! That's good!"

It should be that something strange happened to this camera, but I don’t know what happened? Just as I was hesitating about how to ask, Leng Rushuang asked very impolitely: “Who are you? Why did you go to that house.”

"Me?" The woman seemed to be frightened by Leng Rushuang's tone and replied absent-mindedly: "My name is Lin Li, I am studying in Hangzhou. I came here to... to return the camera."
Chapter completed!