ecking if I was hurt.Those little scarecrows just grabbed onto my skirt, some even climbed up into my hair! They pulled and tugged at me, leaving me a mess. My skirt is ripped now."Still can't find he...When I was scaling the wall, Dabao got very nervous and kept saying, "Why don't you step on my shoulders instead Don't jump... There's moss on this wall, what if you slip"

"I'm going out to run errands with my brother, I wouldn't be so fussy," I frowned, not wanting to accept his kindness.

I don't think I'm superior to others, unless it's a last resort, I wouldn't step on anyone.

This place isn't high at all, and it has a hole in it, so it shouldn't be hard to climb over.

"Little Empress, please be careful! Oh, or just step on me..." Dabao was unusually nervous, and I felt something wasn't right.

"What are you doing So eager, have you done something wrong" I looked at him warily.

His attitude is obviously off. Did he do something to apologize for

"Uh I, I...I'm...worried you might have gotten a chill!" Da Bao said anxiously.

Poof!!!

"Who told you I have a baby bump!" I really want to smack him.

"Uh... I was just guessing..." Dabao looked away.

This guy!

He must have heard some rumors!

For example, the little boy's wide mouth proclaimed that he had climbed a ladder for an hour, and that the Emperor and the Empress had just come out from the temple.

"No!" I glared at him and climbed up the wall myself.

My brother is waiting for me downstairs.

I straddled the wall, taking a long look at this dilapidated playground. Inside, it was desolate and gloomy. The wind blew through, carrying an eerie sound, a mournful wail that felt hypnotic and disorienting.

I used to think that monsters would make people afraid, but later I gradually understood that this fear was also a kind of temptation.

Humans are born with a sense of curiosity, especially when they hear something unusual that others haven't, this curiosity is amplified countless times.

Why do some people go on adventures Why do some people disregard warnings and risk their lives for adventure

"Little Qiao, are you alright" My brother anxiously called out to me in a low voice.

"No... something's not right here." I reached for my brother, and he pulled me down.

"Where's something off" My brother gestured to Da Bao, telling him and the others to stay here and keep watch, making sure we had an escape route.

"This isn't as simple as a typical haunting. This ghost has some skill, it knows how to influence people. Listen, there's a whispering voice in the wind, like someone murmuring..." I whispered.

My brother tidied his backpack and smiled: "We've seen quite a few ghosts, those who dare to appear before us are looking for death... Wasn't that ghost princess Zhu Weiti just a little bit skilled She should be dealt with too, letting things go on for too long... Could it be your husband's doing"

My older brother is much smarter than me. He vaguely guessed at some of Jiang Qiyun's intentions.

This time when Jiang Qiyun returned from his retreat, I felt his thoughts were more profound, much less superficial than before... except perhaps in the realm of the bedroom.

"Brother, look here... so many weeds, but not even a single mouse."

"Rats From now on, I'll never underestimate rats again... Look at that gray rat, it's a real expert! It knows how to protect itself with black dog blood!"

Creatures that have long resided in shadowy corners are far more sensitive to the presence of yin energy than ordinary people.

They like shade, but they can also sense danger and flee early.

The Ferris wheel is rusted and peeling, the swings sway in the wind even though there's no breeze, the only sign of life is footprints near the abandoned house.

This was the kind of haunted house from many years ago, back when there weren't as many Western ghosts. Inside were all sorts of black and white spirits, ox-head horse-face demons, hanged ghosts, and well ghosts.

As soon as you enter, you can see the images of Black and White Impermanence.

It's so ugly, the seven and eight gods wouldn't be this hideous There's blood all over...

I don't know about the Eighth Uncle's clothes, but the Seventh Uncle, in all his white, I've never seen him get even a speck of dirt on them, let alone blood.

My brother gave me a wink, signaling for me to go inside. I chanted an incantation and summoned the little ghost official. As soon as he appeared, he took a step back: "…Which temple is this How come there are Seven Lords and Eight Lords"

"An abandoned haunted house," I replied.

"... Little Empress, are you taking a stroll through the haunted house Oh my, it's so dusty here, it's not good for your health! If you catch a cold, it will be terrible!"

The cute little demon attendant held his sleeve and fanned me, blowing away the dust around me.

"...Prenatal Qi" My brother's lips twitched.

I gritted my teeth inwardly, that little brat's big mouth, wanting a KitKat Not even a lollipop for you!

To be carried off by the Nine-Headed Lion of the Honored Gods and made to jump down a celestial ladder, is this how you resent it Running around proclaiming our deeds! You are truly wicked!

"Don't talk nonsense!" I said through gritted teeth, my voice low. "If you keep talking nonsense, don't follow me anymore!"

The little ghost pouted pitifully: “Everyone else says… how come you’re picking on me…”

Such dilapidated haunted houses are usually combined with "mazes," and we're all too familiar with real ghosts, so we don't take these props seriously at all.

But... the dilapidation is a bit unsettling.

Those props, after all these years, are still dilapidated. Looking at the "Hanging Ghost" with a broken body, and the statue being boiled in oil, there are some bones (probably from adventurers' quick meals) thrown in the pot.

This scene even made the little devils uncomfortable: "Although we in the underworld are all ghosts or little immortals, it's not this desolate and lifeless. Could there be some monsters here"

"What do you think" My brother smiled, glancing at the maze, pulling out a few Five Emperor Coins.

He struck the Three Mountains Seal with copper coins, setting them down at several crossroads. Within a short time, several had fallen over, leaving only one standing.

"Brother, you're amazing!" the little clerk exclaimed in surprise, looking at my older brother.

These Mu family methods mixed together many different styles, my brother learned a lot, but I haven't had any contact with them.

Just as I was about to step onto that path, my brother suddenly cried out, "Ouch!" which startled me.

He quickly took out his phone. It turned out the phone had vibrated.

It's very dark here. I held up my flashlight and looked around. The walls were covered in all sorts of dilapidated props, eerie and unsettling. Iron chains hung silently, seemingly once used to suspend something.

My brother whispered a few hurried words and scratched his head, saying to me: "It's that fellow Shao Yihang. He got rid of the headsman, he finally dared to go home. But when he found his mother wasn't right, he wanted us to take a private look to see if she was possessed."

I nodded. "There's no point looking now, is there"

"Let's check the situation here... Wasn't someone brought in here Why is there no sound at all" My brother frowned.

The bumbling little errand ghost suddenly reached out and tugged at my sleeve, holding a token.

He pointed to the end of the corridor my brother had chosen.

A translucent figure lying on the ground was becoming clearer and clearer...th my Lingzhen.""What is Lingzheng""Scorpio Spirit."“...”Is this guy's way of finding a wife too strange"Who exactly did you ask back then I asked my senior sisters, and they all said they'd never see...