The panting sound that was suppressed by all means made those who were still standing outside think about it, but He Yi never thought about the danger that Yu Lansong would encounter while taking a bath.

He was about to make fun of a few words to ease his hot mood, when he saw the person he hated walking in slowly, Yan Su looked at He Yi in surprise, "This is..."

He Yi crossed his arms, like a bad-tempered lion, "Take a bath, why, haven't you seen it?"

Yan Su said with a smile, "I just think it's a bit strange for you to stand outside while others are taking a bath."

He Yi was a little speechless, and rolled his eyes, "Aren't you too?"

The two men chatted passionately back and forth at the place where Yu Lansong was only separated by a screen. Yu Lansong hid inside and just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

He clasped his hands on the rim of the tub, and closed his eyes in pain. For a moment, he didn't know whether to continue to let that strange thing play with him underwater, or call someone in for help, and die directly.

If possible, he would like to disappear directly from this dungeon.

He took a deep breath, and was determined to call someone, when the black mist seemed to have sensed his intention, and suddenly rushed out to cover his mouth.

Yu Lansong couldn't make a sound, she clasped her fingers on the rim of the bucket, her knuckles turned red.

After playing enough, the black mist slowly subsided a little, and surrounded him like a large dog that was full of food. It kept shrinking, and finally it was only a little bit bigger, lingering on Yu Lansong's wrist.

Realizing that he could move, Yu Lansong quickly crawled out of the tub with hands and feet, wiped off the water indiscriminately, put on a loose coat and ran out.

The two people who were still angry with each other suddenly turned their heads. He Yi helped the stumbling man, and finally felt that something was wrong, "What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

Yu Lansong was about to tell him about the black mist he saw, when his tone suddenly changed into a pitiful sob, "Wait...wait, my legs seem to be cramp."

Under Yan Su's strange gaze, Yu Lansong was limped and helped to the bedside, embarrassed and wished to find a crack in the ground again.

"You can still get cramps after taking a bath, you really have it," He Yi smiled teasingly at him, "Which leg, do you want me to rub it for you? Mrs. Lin?"

Anyway, he was already dead, and Yu Lansong was already lying flat, allowing him to do whatever he wanted, when he was about to lift his cramped calf, Yan Su quickly grabbed his clothes.

"Pay attention to the influence," Yan Su said with a smile.

Yu Lansong, "..."

"I see you panicked, did you see something?" Yan Su asked curiously, his eyes never moved away from his face from the beginning.

Yu Lansong hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "I saw a black mist, it's...near me, it feels a bit ominous."

He didn't say what the black mist did to him.

How on earth do you want to talk about such a thing!Even if he said it, would others believe it!Maybe he would think it was something he had imagined when he was in heat early in the morning.

Yan Su pondered for a while, observing Yu Lansong's reaction, and felt that it was not as simple as he said, but something was covered up.

But he didn't ask too much, just nodded to show that he knew, "The black mist you see should be the yin energy that has been accumulated in this house for many years and has not dissipated. will come out and cause trouble.”

Yu Lansong was confused, but he quickly caught a key word, "Generated his own consciousness?"

Yan Su stared at him for a few seconds before replying, "Yes, the ancients believed that old objects would become spirits after a long time, and the same is true for Yin Qi. It has separated from the people and things that produced it, and is between ghosts and spirits. It’s hard to explain, as long as you know that it has thoughts, that’s fine.”

Seeing Yu Lansong lost in thought, Yan Su asked back, "Did something happen? I think you seem to be very concerned about this. The Feng Shui of this old house is not good, and it is easy to raise ghosts after a long time."

Yu Lansong lowered her head and dodged her eyes, her earlobes were already reddened by what she thought, and she said stiffly, "It's nothing, I'm just curious, just ask."

He awkwardly twitched his calf held in the palm of He Yi's hand, "It's almost done."

He Yi pinched the plump white soft flesh on his calf with bad intentions, looked at the person and yelled, and said lazily, "It's not healed yet, why worry?"

Yu Lansong's foot was still on his leg, and he was so pinched that he couldn't resist. He Yi circled his ankle with his fingers, and said deliberately, "It's so thin."

Yu Lansong was so angry that he stomped on him hard. He Yi didn't respond, but he burst into tears in pain.

He Yi was also afraid that he had already played it, so he restrained himself a little, but he still couldn't help kneading and kneading his cold calf. Seeing that Yu Lansong was very interested, he tried to divert his attention, " Is that cloud of fog related to the background story of Lin Fu?"

Yu Lansong was really fooled. He said "Huh?", his upper body stiffened, "What background story, you mentioned it last time, but you didn't tell me."

While pinching his soft calf, He Yi said slowly, "Background information says that this Mr. Lin had an older brother who committed suicide by jumping into a well because he repeatedly failed the imperial examinations."

Although the removal plan will not clearly indicate the timeline of each dungeon, they should be in the transition stage of the old and new societies. The family still retains the old traditions of the old family, but there are many foreign objects from the West. .

The imperial examination has declined at this time, but it is still the lifelong pursuit of many scholars. They study hard for decades, and only hear about successful people. Those who are not successful are wasting their time.

Yu Lansong was stunned for a moment, "Jumping into the well...is it the well that Mr. Lin accidentally fell into?"

"That's right," He Yi nodded slightly, "The abandoned courtyard was originally the place where Mr. Lin's elder brother lived. After committing suicide by throwing himself into a well, a maid said that he would see ghosts in the middle of the night."

"Sometimes I read in my room, sometimes I wept by the well, and over time it was regarded as an ominous place and sealed up."

"So... is it because of Mr. Lin's brother that the Lin mansion is haunted?"

[Mission completion, 30]

Yu Lansong was taken aback by the sudden system notification sound, but he soon became depressed again, "Why is it only 30.00%?"

He couldn't stay in this dungeon for a day, and he faced shameless people every day.

He Yi clicked his tongue, "Not satisfied with 30.00%? You married someone when you came in without doing anything. 30.00% is already pretty good."

Seeing that Yu Lansong was about to get angry again, He Yi's words turned a corner halfway, "I mean, I have a way to speed up the progress of the dungeon."

"How about we go to that abandoned yard tonight to have a look?" He suggested with the corner of his mouth hooked.

Yu Lansong let out an "ah". Although he wanted to end the dungeon, he was unwilling to ask him to find a ghost.

Just as he was about to say something, Yan Su nodded first, "I think so too, if you want to find out what the problem is, it's better to find out directly."

After finishing speaking, the two courageous people looked at Yu Lansong, as if they were asking for his opinion.

Yu Lansong, "...haha, I think so too."

Both showed satisfied expressions.

It was like this until the afternoon, when Yu Lansong saw that it was going to be dark, and suddenly regretted it again. He hugged He Yi's waist and cried wildly, "Woooooo, I don't dare to show my cards, can I not go?"

He Yi said oh what to do, I am embarrassed by you, and said to Yan Su pretendingly, "I remember that the progress of the teammates is out of sync, and the last completed one will be kept in the copy forever, right?"

Yan Su nodded with a smile, and asked Yu Lansong gently, "Do you want to be kept in the dungeon forever?"

After dark, the three escaped the paper-faced maid and sneaked in. The courtyard was locked by a large iron lock, which was covered with rust and seemed to be difficult to open with a key.

Yu Lansong thought silently, it would be great if Brother Lu was here, Brother Lu would unlock the lock.

He was about to say that we should go back if we can't get in, when he saw He Yi raised his foot and kicked the door open, the iron chain with thick wrist was broken, and a thick layer of dust fell on the ground.

The loud noise was particularly ear-piercing in this quiet night. A gust of cool wind blew by, and only the crowing of crows could be heard.

Yu Lansong, dumbfounded.jpg.

Is this brute force that man can have?Simply horrible.

He Yi put one hand in his trouser pocket, swaggered in, and asked the two of them strangely, "Come in, why are you standing there?"

Yu Lansong asked Yan Su tremblingly, "Mr. Lin will not drive us out of the house tomorrow if he finds out."

Yan Su pushed the glasses that had slipped to the tip of his nose, "Mr. Lin has always been more tolerant towards his juniors."

He gracefully stepped over Tiemen's corpse, and nodded towards Heyi, "It's hard work."

Although he was very reluctant, Yu Lansong didn't want to be alone. After thinking for a second, he followed, like two people's little tails.

There are two large loquat trees in the courtyard, which seem to have not been cleaned for a long time. The leaves of the loquat trees have fallen all over the ground, rotting into the mud, and there is a musty smell of old objects in the air.

Although it is covered with dust, it is not difficult to see that the owner is an elegant and interesting person. There are deck chairs under the loquat tree in the yard, where you can lie down and watch the moon. There are several flower pots outside the door of the house.

There is a window open in the room, facing the study. One can imagine a man sitting by the window, reading and writing, enjoying the wind, listening to the rain and watching the falling snow.

Now it is full of spider webs, and there are crows on the tree that keep screaming, looking very eerie.

Yu Lansong had unconsciously shrunk beside He Yi, "There is a lock on the door, how did Mr. Lin accidentally fall here..."

"Or maybe Mr. Lin didn't come in by himself?"

He Yi said with a smile.

There was a well in the yard. When the three of them walked to the well, nothing strange happened. Only Yu Lansong felt a little dizzy. He grabbed He Yi and said that he was a little uncomfortable.

He Yi was looking down the well, when he heard this, he immediately looked away, and the person who was pulling him suddenly lost his strength.

Before Yu Lansong fainted, what she saw was He Yi's tense face with her lips tightly pressed together.

After an unknown amount of time, he covered his forehead and opened his eyes again. The scene in front of him had completely changed.

It was still the familiar layout of the yard, but it was very clean and tidy, and the whole yard was full of prosperity, which made it hard for Yu Lansong to believe that he was still where he was.

The originally barren flower pots at the door are now full of roses, and they are in full bloom.

A strange handsome man was sitting by the window reading, looking at this man who suddenly appeared in his small yard in surprise, "Who are you?"

Yu Lansong was also a little dazed, he looked at people through the window, and he hadn't forgotten his personality at this time.

The 19-year-old boy spoke awkwardly, and he hesitated, "I am... the wife of the young master of the Lin family?"

The man frowned and looked at him. After a while, he suddenly laughed. He smiled with a bookish and youthful look, and his bright eyes were very attractive.

He said, "I am the young master of the Lin family."

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