At night, he opened the door of the yard and looked at the silver moonlight that evenly poured down in the yard. Then Xiao Wu remembered that today was the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar. He looked up and saw the moon in the dark blue sky. It was so big that he seemed to be able to see all the joys and sorrows and sins under the night.

Xiao Wu closed the yard door and took a step forward. Suddenly he looked at the window of the main room and stared at the boss.

I saw a long shadow on the window, like a snake, and the shadows were chaotic and flashed by.

What's this?

Xiao Wu grew up with a big mouth in surprise.

The shadows were like demons dancing around, twisting and twisting. Suddenly, a figure of a long-haired woman appeared in the shadows. She stood on a stool and looked up at the beam of the room.

That voice was made by her!

This idea suddenly popped up in Xiao Wu's mind.

He walked a few steps forward and stared at the window.

The house is well built, and the windows are made of carved windows with frosted glass. The shadows seem to be wandering between the edges of the window. Xiao Wu knew that they were not against the windows, but on the wall or on the ground.

Will no one see these chaotic shadows in the past?

Xiao Wu held the gun on his waist tightly, opened the lock quietly at the fastest speed, and then pushed open the door suddenly.

But it was too late. I saw a silver light flashing in the room, and the white shadows on the stool screamed, and everything was gone. Only the silver moonlight poured down, and the moonlight shone on the red stool in the middle of the room. The color of the stool became more and more serious, as if it was covered in blood.

Xiao Wu walked over slowly and reached out to hold the stool.

There is no blood, everything is just visual effects.

"What the hell is going on? What's it?"

A sigh echoed in the room, Xiao Wu suspected that it was a sigh that slipped out of him accidentally. He stared around with his eyes wide open. The moonlight was the best covering, and the room was just right hazy.

Xiao Wu found the light rope on the wall and pulled the light away.

The room suddenly became brighter, and the strange feeling that had just disappeared. Xiao Wu touched his forehead, and the wet sweat was covered with cold sweat.

He is a disciple of Wudang, but Wudang's cultivation rarely involves the yin and yang technique, and most of them emphasize strengthening the body and personal moral cultivation. Xiao Wu walked slowly in the room. Seeing the red painted stool, he hesitated for a moment and stood up again, imitating the long-haired shadow, and looked up at the beam of the room.

The house is an old-style structure, and the middle beam is a huge log with red paint. Xiao Wu looked up and could only see that the beam under the light became brighter and the paint surface was very smooth. Xiao Wu looked up for a while and always looked up with his head and his neck was a little sore, and his head was dizzy. He lowered his head and suddenly faced a pale face. It was a woman's face. The whole face was white and the transparent white of Ye Xian. There was no bloody pale, with blue white in the white, deep in the eyes, and no white eyes were seen. The woman was wearing white clothes and was standing on the same stool as him. Xiao Wu shivered: How can two people stand on this stool? No, she is not a human... a ghost.

"Who are you?" Xiao Wu's voice trembled, and he reached out to touch the pistol at his waist. A cold hand was pressed on the back of his hand. The hand looked like ice. Xiao Wu couldn't help but shudder.

"Silver." The female envoy suddenly spoke.

She looked up at the beam of the room and then said, "Put it on."

It was her, it was her, and it was her speaking that day!

Xiao Wu was cold all over. He remembered his duties and pushed the woman with his hand. His hand suddenly penetrated through the woman's body. Then the woman's face was broken, and the whole person turned into a pile of fragments. The fragments turned into countless green spots of light, like fireflies, floating around and disappearing.

Xiao Wu exhaled a long breath and slowly squatted down on the stool.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to get off the stool, it’s that his legs are shaking and he dare not move.

I have seen many incredible things in the past two years, but this time it was particularly true. The woman looked at him and knew it clearly: that woman was a ghost, another unfair ghost in this room.

Why can you see it yourself? Why have people who have lived in this room never mentioned this? Is it because they dare not say it when they see it, or they have never discovered it?

Xiao Wu was sweating in his palm when he got off the stool. He didn't dare to stay in this room anymore. He turned off the light and locked the door. He almost ran away in panic. The direction of escape was not cold.

Not long after he left, two shadows gradually appeared from outside the house. The shadow became more and more obvious. His fair face, bright red lips, a white robe, and his hair was wrapped in a piece of white gauze. It was Ye Xian. It turned out that she and Zhao Nanfang were hiding in the shadow of the exterior wall like chameleons. Their body turned into a blue brick color, which could not be found in the moonlight.

"It's silver, and those lights and shadows are silver."

Ye Xian looked at Zhao Nan, who took out an iron wire from his pocket, inserted it into the lock and twisted it a few times, and the door lock was opened.

Like Xiao Wu just now, Ye Xian stood on the red painted stool and looked up at the beam of the room. They did not turn on the light because they both did not need to use any light to see clearly at night.

"The woman said she would put it on, what should she put it on?"

Zhao Nan seemed to be talking to himself.

Ye Xian reached out and unbuttoned the white veil wrapped around his head. Tonight, he wore white to better blend with the environment. White could become any color. Just like the two of them were standing in the corner of the wall next to the window, completely in the color of blue bricks.

The white yarn was untied, and Ye Jian bit it a little with his teeth, tear it into several strands, then tied them together and put them on the beam.

Ye Xian pulled the rope cover with his hand again and put his head on. Zhao Nan quietly looked at her movements and asked in a low voice: "How is it?"

The stool was in the middle of the main hall, with a large log beam above it. When the person hung it up, the head must be facing the door directly in front of it. The door of the room was also a carved door panel, covered with frosted glass. Ye Xian tried to turn his head, and when he turned his head, his body was hanging in the air. Zhao Nan hugged her feet and shouted, "Be careful."

Ye Xian sighed: "It seems that you can't move around if you hang it up. Your head can only face the door. After a while, your head hangs down and faces the position under your feet. This is the result. Why did the woman say she should put it on? Could it be that she just wanted to find a substitute?"

Zhao Nan did not move, and Ye Qi's foot was still pulled by his hands. Ye Qi moved: "Hey, what are you thinking?"

The thought in Zhao Nan's heart disappeared without a trace, "Ah, is there something at the door or something under the stool? Is that woman so beautiful?"

"You also saw a white dress. I saw that the dead in the old films were dressed neatly, not white robes."

Ye Xian suddenly stood on the stool, pulled out the white veil with both hands, and crawled up along the white veil in a few swishes. She sat on the beam of the room, her legs drooped down, and gently swayed.

Zhao Nan didn't dare to look at her legs, so he walked to the door a few steps, squatted down, and knocked on the floor tiles of the big bluestone with his hands.

"Sure enough, when you put it on, you don't ask someone to be a scapegoat, but when you put it on, you can see something." Ye Xian pressed his hand against the place where the white veil was tied, and he clewed it hard, and a piece of red wooden block was cleaved down. It turned out that something was hidden in the beam of the room.
Chapter completed!