"No, it's inside... inside..." The young man seemed to recall something, his face turning pale instantly. After a long while, he finally said, "Anyway, just don't go inside, okay? That's what Brother Wu promised me. He said you're just looking for clues outside."

Jiang Cheng and the others thought for a moment and nodded in agreement. "Alright."

Promises are always the cheapest things, especially in a Nightmare Assault.

They only needed the young man to take them there, to confirm the scene of the incident. As for whether they went in or not, how they went in, and what they did after going in, that was not up to this man to decide.

Following the man, they entered a corridor, turning many corners.

At the end of the corridor was a half-closed wooden door, which emitted an uncontrollable rubbing sound when pushed open, making everyone's hearts tighten.

They had been walking very carefully along the way.

After passing through the door, the layout in front of them became much more familiar, and the surroundings suddenly opened up. Not far away were several low buildings.

If they remembered correctly, they had been here before.

The Feng family ancestral hall and the Celestial Master’s altar were both nearby.

The young man lowered his voice and pointed to a building not far away. "It's right there, the second to last courtyard, the largest one."

Following the direction of the man's finger, there was a vague shadow of a building, which occupied a larger area than the other buildings.

Whether it was because of the light or not, compared with the nearby buildings, the color of this building was obviously darker, and even the light shining on it seemed to be swallowed up.

Zhao Xingguo's throat couldn't help but roll.

"Don't stay too long, just take a look and leave quickly." The young man warned before leaving, "Although there is no one nearby, don't make any light. It will be miserable if you get caught."

After agreeing to meet at the gate shortly, the young man left. It could be seen that he had an unspeakable fear of that building.

"Something feels wrong here." Zhao Xingguo looked around warily. It was clearly no different from when he left, but he clearly felt that something was wrong.

"Stop talking nonsense. If there was nothing wrong here, what would we be doing here?" Fu Fu seemed very impatient. She was too lazy to even pretend to be polite to people like Zhao Xingguo.

Having been put down by Fu Fu, Zhao Xingguo didn't dare to talk back at all. Leaving aside the background of being a night watchman, Luo He and Fu Fu themselves were enough to make people afraid.

Especially that man named Luo He, who looked indifferent to the world, gentle and refined, but his abilities were so troublesome even ghosts found them......

Zhao Xingguo had never seen or even heard of anything like this.

Realizing that Jiang Cheng was staring in another direction, Zhao Xingguo asked curiously, "Mr. Jiang, what are you looking at?" He followed the direction Jiang Cheng was looking at, which was the direction they came from.

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Cheng retracted his gaze. "Do you remember what Liu the Cripple said?"

Hearing Jiang Cheng suddenly mention Liu the Cripple, Zhao Xingguo's face paused, and even Fu Fu, who had always behaved out of sync with them, stopped and turned to look at him.

"Say......say what?" Zhao Xingguo asked unnaturally.

"He said that the gates of the Feng mansion would be closed when it got dark, and no matter who called at the door, it would not open." Jiang Cheng recalled Liu the Cripple's gloomy tone, and raised his eyes to say, "No one can open the door of the Feng mansion at night."

......

"Step."

"Step."

"Step."

......

Staring at Huai Yi, who was pacing back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, Fatty said烦躁ly, "Can you stop walking? You're making my eyes blurry."

"Aren't I just worried about them?" Huai Yi defended, "By the way, there's something I've been thinking about that I don't understand. I wanted to......"

Huai Yi originally wanted to say that he wanted to discuss it with them, but after realizing that Lin Wan'er was also looking at him, he swallowed back his words and changed them to "ask for advice."

Hearing the word "advice," Fatty sat up straight very formally, nodded, and looked at him. "Ask away."

Huai Yi found a wooden chair to sit down, his face strange, and asked, "Have you guys ever thought about how that straw doll......ended up in Chen Qiang's backpack?"

"How could he carry something like that on him?" Huai Yi muttered to himself, touching his chin. "From my observation, Chen Qiang is not a careless person. He couldn't have made such a mistake."

"Are you saying someone deliberately stuffed the straw doll into his backpack?" Huai Yi's words opened up a new line of thought for Fatty.

"That's impossible, right? Chen Qiang's backpack is always with him, and I haven't seen him open it outside......" Speaking of this, Fatty suddenly stopped.

At the same time, Huai Yi's gaze also became strange. His eyes swept past Fatty's side, and then moved away vaguely.

For someone like Chen Qiang, it would be unrealistic and risky to stuff a straw doll into his backpack while he was awake. But what if he was asleep?

Everyone slept in separate rooms at night, and each room had a lock on the door that could be locked from the inside.

And there were only two people living in the same room as Chen Qiang.

One was Huai Yi, who raised the question, and the other......

Fatty slowly turned his eyes. Pi Ruan was leaning against the wall next to him, with a broken quilt wrapped around his body, and was already asleep with his head down.

......

Now that they had entered the Feng mansion, everyone had fewer scruples. Zhao Xingguo also became ruthless. After pushing open a dark wooden door, he was the first to walk in.

If both of the two brothers he brought here died, he would have no face to go out alone.

"This is......" After entering the courtyard that the young man pointed out, a strange expression appeared on Zhao Xingguo's face. He saw many red things in the corner.

After getting closer, he found that they were red paper, as well as some red lanterns. The lanterns and paper had a large character "寿" (shou - longevity) written on them.

They were bright red, which looked dazzling.

Jiang Cheng picked up a lantern scattered on the ground and found that it was very old, as if it had been left here for some time. "This should be a Feng family hall or something like that. Master Feng's birthday banquet was held here." Jiang Cheng said, dropping the lantern and analyzing.

"Look over there." Fu Fu raised her chin. The position they were standing in was directly facing a building that looked very grand.

White cloths were hung on both sides of the building, with words written on them. Without looking, they knew they were words of remembrance. Several unlit white lanterns were thrown on the ground, not yet hung up.

"It seems that Master Feng's body is placed here." Jiang Cheng said, "The last time this place held a birthday banquet. This time, the Feng family was in a hurry and didn't have time to prepare. They could only simply remove the previous festive decorations and replace them with funeral arrangements."

Fu Fu stepped on the paper money on the ground and walked up. "Now that we're here, let's go in and take a look."

This building, similar to a hall, still used the old wooden doors. The upper part of the door panel was a hollow design, covered with a layer of paper.

As they approached, a unique gloomy atmosphere of a deep mansion came over them.

After poking a hole in the sticker on the door, Zhao Xingguo nervously swallowed his saliva, leaned over, and peeked inside. The room was relatively dark, and he could only see a rough outline.

Just as his eyes were scanning the room one by one, suddenly, something moved in the darkness. It was that kind of slight swaying feeling, like the wind was blowing.

It was relatively high from the ground.

Zhao Xingguo tried to lean forward, wanting to see more clearly.

Perhaps he was lucky. The clouds that had been blocking the moonlight dissipated, and the moonlight spilled down, making the scene in the room much clearer.

In the next second, Zhao Xingguo finally saw clearly.

It was a pair of legs, suspended in mid-air.