Nightmare Attack

Chapter 266
one by one
Hearing that someone's expression changed slightly, after a while, Shi Liao Zhi poked his neck and asked tentatively: "Do you have to go up one by one? We can also discuss if we can see the young master together."

"Come one by one." The middle-aged woman was like an emotionless repeater, "That's what Butler Zhou meant."

Seeing the woman carrying Butler Zhou out, everyone had no other choice. After all, the clues were still unclear. It would not be wise to have a conflict with an NPC at this time.

As soon as everyone's eyes met, they got closer to each other, but before they discussed what to do next, the middle-aged woman asked again, "Which doctor will go upstairs first to check the young master's pulse?"

No one spoke, Jiang Cheng glanced out of the door seemingly unintentionally, while the fat man was more direct, staring down at his toes.

"Let's start with this doctor," the middle-aged woman said suddenly.

She stared at You Qi, and something seemed to flash in her eyes.

"Why me?" You Qi, who was pointed out, was blown up. Even though he was tall and thick, the fear in his eyes was no less than that of a fat man.

He immediately stretched out his arm, pointed at Qin Jian who was heaving a sigh of relief, and said loudly, "He was dressed so well, why didn't you look for him?"

Qin Jian's originally fair face immediately turned green.

The middle-aged woman didn't defend herself, she just turned her head and looked at a certain location.

Everyone followed the woman's line of sight and looked at the place where the costumes were hung just now.

Before, You Qi's pink costumes were hung at the front. It seems that the order of the costumes determines the order of going upstairs to meet the young master.

Presumably Yuqi's intestines are remorseful at this moment.

He took a deep breath, turned his head to look at everyone, and turned around to go upstairs.

"Brother You." An Xuan said suddenly.

You Qi turned around when he heard the words.

An Xuan walked up quickly, and said something very close to him. After a while, You Qi looked at An Xuan again with strange eyes.

There is a wooden staircase in the innermost part of the room where the costumes are placed. The staircase is very narrow and the location is relatively hidden.

Moreover, the stairs are still very dilapidated, dilapidated that can be seen directly with the naked eye.

Perhaps it was due to the heavy humidity, the wood was rotten badly, there were cracks in some places, and the handrails were also broken in several places, exposing eye-catching stubble.

He even worried about whether he could hold You Qi's weight.

But fortunately, the copy is still rigorous enough. After an embarrassing "creak" sound, Yuqi's figure disappeared at the end of the stairs.

Everyone held their breath and listened carefully.

"What did you say to him just now?" Qin Jian looked at An Xuan, and asked suddenly. He was wearing a black funeral uniform, but he had a solemn feeling out of thin air.

This is also a question that everyone is curious about.

"Don't worry," An Xuan said with narrowed eyes, "You'll know when You Qi comes down."

Qin Jian's eyebrows twitched, and he didn't ask any more questions, but judging by his appearance, he seemed to have already guessed something.

A few minutes later, there was a "creaking" sound from upstairs, and Yuqi's figure reappeared on the stairs. His expression was very strange, and his thick eyebrows were almost squeezed together.

It's not like it's because of fear, but it's like... encountered something that I can't understand.

From the moment he appeared until he went down the stairs, everyone was staring at him, but no one spoke to him.

And looking at him, there is also a little more vigilance.

"It's fine, Brother You." An Xuan said suddenly, "Just stand there."

At this moment, You Qi raised his head as if he had reacted suddenly, but he met the vigilant eyes of a group of people, especially Fatty and Jiang Cheng, who were standing at the door, ready to run at any time.

"My name is Youqi," Youqi looked at everyone and said, "I come from the Loess High Slope."

It was said that everyone's vigilance eased a little.

It seems that this is the code word set before.

After everyone came out, they had to re-introduce their identities.

If there is a difference from before
There must have been ghosts coming in.

Although everyone knew that Shi Liao Zhi was the next person in order, he still refused to go. He didn't go upstairs reluctantly until the middle-aged woman pointed to him.

It felt like his legs were shaking, and it was only by holding on to the handle on one side that he could use his upper strength.

"Doctor," said the fat man in a low voice, "is this player really an old player? It looks okay, why are you so timid?"

"Could it be?" the fat man asked: "If old players pretend to be new players, there will also be new players pretending to be new players."

"No." Jiang Cheng interrupted his next words.

Just when the fat man was curious to know the doctor's reason, the doctor suddenly shut up. He followed the doctor's line of sight, and happened to meet a pair of eyes that had just moved away.

Zuo Jing was not far from them. Although her expression was calm, Fatty felt that she was looking at herself or the doctor just now.

He shook his neck pretending to be disapproving, and then stopped talking.

One after another, everyone's time is about the same, Xia Meng is the first in the trio, going upstairs along the old stairs, at this moment she is a little bit nervous.

An Xuan's idea was unreliable in her eyes, she wondered if there was a ghost in it, but if that was the case, what would she see later.

Is there more than one ghost in this mission?
There will always be some absurd stories in the abandoned buildings of the deep house. She hoped that nothing would go wrong in her mission this time. She took a deep breath and took the last step up the stairs.

To her surprise, the upstairs and downstairs are completely two worlds. The dilapidated downstairs seems to end at the stairs, and the upstairs is a rather elegant room.

Sophisticated tables and chairs, exquisite porcelain, and small rocks for scenery. They are separated by screens painted with opera pictures, creating an exquisite sense of space.

Every idea is ingenious.

It can be seen that the owner of this room must be an elegant scholar, and also a theater idiot.

Most of the scenery in the room is painted with characters from operas, and there are some similar sculptures. On the dressing table near the window, in front of the bright bronze mirror, there is a phoenix crown quietly placed.

The phoenix crown in the phoenix crown.

Round pearls are inlaid on it, glowing softly in the low light, and some small and exquisite beads are threaded with silver thread and set side by side on the left and right.

Thanks to the wonderful design, it seems that there is light flowing on it, and there is no distraction in every place.

Her gaze gradually shifted until it stopped at the bed.

Behind a red curtain, sat a thin figure. The figure was relatively tall, but very thin. At first glance, it looked like a woman.

After a while, the curtain trembled, and a hand slowly stretched out from under the curtain.

　There will be more in a while, cultivators can wait

　
(End of this chapter)