Nightmare Attack

One by one...

　　 Hearing that someone’s face changed slightly, after a while, the teacher Liao Zhi struck his neck and asked tentatively: "Do you have to go up one by one? If we are going to see the young master together, we will also have a discussion..."

　　 "Come one by one." The middle-aged woman is like a repetition machine with no emotions, "This is also what the housekeeper Zhou means."

　　 Seeing the woman carry out the Zhou housekeeper, everyone has no other way. After all, the clue is still unclear. It is not wise to conflict with the npc at this time.

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

　　 No one spoke, Jiang Cheng glanced at the door seemingly inadvertently, and 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, something seemed to flash in her eyes.

　　 "Why am I?" You Qi who was pointed out was blown up. Don't look at the big and thick ones, but the fear in his eyes is no less than that of the fat man.

　　 He immediately stretched out his arm, pointed at the Qin Jian who exhaled, and said loudly: "He is dressed so well, why don't you look for him?"

　　 The pale face of Qin Jian's originally turned green immediately.

　　The middle-aged woman didn't excuse her, she just turned her head and looked at a place.

　　 Everyone looked at the woman's line of sight. It was the place where the costumes were hung up just now.

　　 Before Yoki’s pink costume was hung at the front, it seems that the order of the costumes determines the order of going upstairs to see the master.

　　 Presumably, You Qi's intestines are all regretful at this moment.

　　 He took a deep breath, turned his head and glanced at the crowd, then turned to go upstairs.

　　 "Brother You." An Xuan suddenly said.

　　 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 and looked strange.

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

　　 And the stairs are still very shabby, it is the shabby that can be seen directly by the naked eye.

　　 may be due to the heavy humidity, the wood is so rotten, there are cracks in some places, and the handrails are also broken in several places, revealing eye-catching wood stubble.

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

　　 But fortunately, the copy is still rigorous enough. After a burst of embarrassing "crunch" sound, You Qi'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, wearing a black coat, he felt a sense of solemnity out of thin air.

　　 This is also a question that everyone is curious about.

　　 "Don't worry," An Xuan said, squinting, "I'll know when You Qi gets down."

　　 Qin Jian's eyebrows moved, and he didn't ask any more, but it looked like he had guessed something.

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

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

　　 Everyone stared at him from the moment he appeared until he came down the stairs, but no one spoke to him.

　　 And looking at him, there was a little more alert.

　　 "Okay, Brother You." An Xuan suddenly said, "Just stand there."

　　 At this moment, You Qicai seemed to react suddenly. He raised his head and met the vigilant gazes of a group of people, especially Fatty and Jiang Cheng. The two stood at the door, apparently, ready to run at any time.

　　 "My name is You Qi," You Qi looked at everyone and said, "From the high **** of loess."

　　 Hearing that everyone's alertness eased slightly.

　　 It seems...this is the code word that I decided before.

　　 After everyone comes out, they have to re-introduce their identity.

　　If there is a discrepancy with before...

　　 There should be a fool coming in.

　　 Although everyone knows that the next person in order is the teacher Liao Zhi, he still stubbornly refused to go. It was not until the middle-aged woman spotted him that he went upstairs reluctantly.

　　 He felt his legs swaying, and his hand was holding the handle on one side to make it stronger.

　　 "Doctor," the fat man whispered, "Is this really an old player? It looks okay, why are you so courageous?"

　　 "Will..." Fatty asked: "If old players pretend to be new players, there will be new players pretending to be..."

　　 "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 sight and happened to encounter a pair of eyes that had just moved away.

　　 Zuo Jing was not far away from them. Although his face was calm, the fat man had a feeling that she was just looking at herself or the doctor.

　　 He shook his neck disapprovingly, and then stopped talking.

　　One after another, everyone's time is the same. Xia Meng is the first in the trio, walking up the old stairs. At this moment, she is a little nervous.

　　 An Xuan's idea is not reliable in her eyes. She is wondering if there are ghosts in it, but if that is the case, she will see it later, and what will it be.

　　 Isn't there more than one ghost in this mission?

　　The abandoned building in the deep house will always evolve some absurd stories. I hope that there will be no mistakes in her mission. She took a deep breath~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and stepped upstairs in the last step.

　　 To her surprise, the upstairs and downstairs are completely two worlds. The run-down feeling downstairs seems to end at the position of the stairs. Upstairs... is a very elegant room.

　　Exquisite tables and chairs, exquisite porcelain, small rocks for scenery...Is separated by screens painted with drama pictures, creating an exquisite sense of space.

　　 Every idea is ingenious.

　　 It can be seen that the owner of this room must be a gentleman, and... still a play idiot.

　　 The setting of the room is mostly painted with characters from the opera, 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 among the phoenix crowns.

　　Round pearls are embedded on it, with a soft light glowing under the dim light, and some small and delicate beads are pierced with silver thread hooks and set side by side on the left and right.

　　 Thanks to the wonderful design, there seems to be light flowing on it, and there is no distracting thoughts everywhere.

　　 Her gaze gradually deflected until she stopped at the position of the bed.

　　 Behind a piece of red curtain, sat a thin figure, taller, but very thin. At first glance, she felt like a woman.

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