The extra bowl of rice was obviously Yiqing, but none of the four residents in the deserted house could see Yiqing, so things went beyond their understanding.

Especially the woodcutter, he looked at the rice and seemed to see some devil.

"What a big deal." Yu Xing looked like he didn't care much, "Anyway, you just need to finish the food, right? Whoever is not full at that time will eat the eighth bowl of rice."

The woodcutter shivered: "It's not that simple..."

Yu Xing sat down and said unintentionally: "Brother, you are so big, you may not be full of one bowl, so you can eat two bowls."

Woodman: "No!"

Who would have thought that Miss Yun in red sat next to Yu Xing, nodded slightly, and showed a concerned expression: "Brother, just eat it. You are the hardest every time. I have long felt that you have lost weight by hunger."

Song Shusheng also sighed: "That's right."

The woodcutter stared at them hatefully, and it seemed that he was almost cursing at their noses. Even though he suppressed his temper, he still leaked a few words from his mouth: "I do this and that every day, you guys--"

But the meal had to be finished. The three stayers present had no intention of being hungry. Miss Yun and Shusheng Song targeted the woodcutter again. The woodcutter had no choice but to put the eighth bowl of rice in front of him and said, "I'll eat it!"

Everyone sat down and silently dried rice to a table of dishes with fragrance.

The child had recovered and was sweating all over his body. With the help of the actor, he sat down and ate the rice.

Zhao Yijiu smelled it, and did not smell the smell of ghosts from the food on the table, nor did he feel any ominous, which means that these foods are edible.

The portions of the dish seemed to be calculated, and it was just fine at the end.

The child put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "I feel uncomfortable, I'm going to go to bed!"

"Brother, go to bed quickly, so that you can get energetic at night." Miss Yun responded gently and gently, and then the woodcutter and Song Shusheng also stood up and planned to go back to their rooms.

Miss Yun looked at Yu Xing and others for a while, and smiled: "Speaking of this, I have been focusing on embroidery before, but I haven't come out to greet a few of them. I didn't expect that the three young men who came to spend this time were so handsome and were all the best in the outside world, right?"

"..." Zhao Yijiu didn't reply, looked at her indifferently, as if she had swept Miss Yun's skirt obscurely.

"I can't say that the best actor is an actor outside. I have followed the opera troupe and experienced many strange stories. The child doesn't look good, maybe he was scared by the movement just now. I happened to know some folk remedies to calm down. Let's go and see him first." The actor waved his hand and turned to the child's house.

He knocked on the door and was quickly picked up by the child.

Yu Xing ignored this person and a ghost. According to the corresponding room, the actor corresponds to the child, so the actor takes the initiative to contact the child.

Although it’s very disgusting to this guy... there are actors who have been to the plot of the kids, so there is no need to worry about it.

What he wants to pay attention to now is Miss Yun’s side.

It is true that killing people in a deserted house must require some condition.

Such conditions must be achieved from the residents.

In addition to the four rules the woodcutter told them at the beginning, there must be various untriggered death conditions.

"So it's a performer. This gentleman is really an enthusiastic person." Miss Yun sighed weakly, "By the way, then what is this... young master doing?"

As expected, she ignored Zhao Yijiu and began to talk to Yu Xing: "I have lived in this desert for a long time. I have seen all kinds of people, but I can't guess the identity of the young master. This made me very curious. Why wouldn't the young master come to my room and talk?"

Yu Xing agreed happily.

He really wanted to see what this room of Miss Yun looked like.

When Zhao Yijiu saw that Miss Yun began to take action, she couldn't help but look at Song Shusheng.

He corresponds to Shusheng Song, why didn’t Shusheng Song come to talk to him?

According to the clues collected so far, Song Shusheng should take the initiative to contact him and then gradually assimilate into his identity.

But the real situation is that the sick Song Shusheng leaned against the table, without saying or leaving, frowned, and didn't know what he was hesitating.

Zhao Yijiu: "..." Annoying.

He still remembered the task assigned by Yu Xing, and they would better check all the rooms of these residents during the day.

So he took a step forward: "I need my help--"

Song Shusheng frowned even tighter, and his gloomy eyes wandered back and forth on Zhao Yijiu, and he let out a violent cough: "I haven't recovered from my long illness, so I'd better go and rest first and say goodbye."

Zhao Yijiu was silent.

Why didn’t the other party quote him from the scriptures and talk about it at night?

Yu Xing walked over and patted him, whispering: "You go back to the room first, Yiqing should be waiting for you. Song Shusheng took retreating as he advanced. If he doesn't look for you now, there will definitely be other excuses to approach you in the future."

"Young Master?" Miss Yun urged.

Yu Xing: "Here you come."

The two separated and walked in different directions from the yard.

As soon as Zhao Yijiu returned to the room, he found a blue figure floating on his head, surrounded by blue mist, making the whole room look like it was in a illusion.

"Look at this." Yi Qingyouyou threw down a small bronze statue, Zhao Yijiu reached out to catch it, and looked down.

This bronze statue is only the size of a palm, and is wiped very cleanly. It is the image of a snake-shaped woman.

The woman closed her eyes tightly, her long hair was loose, her upper body was wearing wide-sleeved clothes with a pair of clothes, and her lower body was a snake's tail, lying on the base of the bronze statue, which was very evil.

However, the ghost energy on the bronze statue is not strong and has no direct impact on people.

Zhao Yijiu: "What's this?"

"It's probably a little water snake." Yi Qing said a little disdainful, and his face was hidden behind the fog, slightly lowering the floating height. "There are this thing in the rooms where no one lives. There are also bronze statues of waiting, which I took from the big one."

He sneered: "The little water snake is very majestic here. It almost hurts me. I threw it like it, and it became honest."

The fog dissipated, revealing her eyebrows and eyes that were also clear.

Under his left eye, there was a black blood mark, which was repairing itself at a slow speed.

"Water Snake..." Zhao Yijiu put the small bronze statue on the table, "The existence of the deserted house is to worship the water snake? So the dead will be pushed into the well, and that well is the way to give the offering to 'it'."

No, it won't be that simple.

If this is true, it is enough to have a bronze statue of waiting, and there is no need to place some small bronze statues next to the bronze statue of waiting.

Moreover, water is only related to Song Shusheng's story, and at least it has little to do with Miss Yun, not to mention the completely different reactions of the four residents when the bronze statue was broken just now.
Chapter completed!