Ying Sixue's words shocked Yang Xuming.

"Go to where the ghost lives..."

He looked at Yue Zhentao, "Teacher Yue, what do you think?"

Yue Zhentao sighed, "I think it's dangerous. In case we just arrived and found that Guimian just came back...or Guimian has been hiding in that room, but we didn't find it, then the situation would be very bad."

"But at this time, no matter how dangerous it is, we can only do it. We have no choice."

Yue Zhentao's sigh made Yang Xuming helplessly shaking his head.

"Sure enough, we can only go... well, when shall we leave?"

"Wait until you finish eating," Ying Sixue put away the laptop and said, "You eat the slowest."

Yang Xuming called out helplessly, "I don't want to have more appetite! I now have to eat for two people alone, so I am helpless too!"

"Okay, it's a lot of nonsense, hurry up and finish eating."

Ying Sixue looked at the sky and said, "After eating, we can go out."

So under the gaze of Yue Zhentao and Ying Sixue, Yang Xuming finished two more plates of food, then wiped his mouth and said, "OK, done, let's go."

The three of them stood up and left the restaurant.

On the way to the ghost noodle house, Yue Zhentao had already been to the familiar road once.

They did not drive but took a taxi.

After all, Ying Sixue's car drove to a place like a shanty town village, which was too eye-catching.

To keep a low profile, it's better to take a taxi.

After driving in the city for a while, the car suddenly turned into an alley on the side of the road.

Then he wandered around in the dirty and narrow alleys for a long time, and finally reached his destination.

After getting out of the car, the two stood in the middle of a low building.

All around are dilapidated old houses of the old age.

The mottled exterior walls were painted with faded advertisements, and the streets and corners were filled with dust and sewage.

In the small ditch without a sewer, the surging black sewage exudes a foul smell.

The lifestyle of the residents here resembles the countryside.

Basically, they know each other and usually walk around, so strangers who come from outside have a strong curiosity and a little vigilance.

When Ying Sixue got off the car, the nearby residents were silently looking at them, seeming to be thinking about what these three strangers did when they came to this place.

Yang Xuming and Ying Sixue were a little uncomfortable.

After all, it was very uncomfortable to be watched by so many people coming and going with that kind of searching eyes.

What's more, this place is still where the ghost faces live. This kind of prying eyes is even more disturbing. They always feel that they may report like ghost faces at any time.

However, Yue Zhentao was very calm, and he was not surprised by the attitude of these residents. It seemed that he saw more of these residents.

He walked in with Ying Sixue and Yang Xuming as he was familiar with the road. After passing through several alleys, he finally came to a small building.

A five-story building stands quietly in this low and dilapidated urban area.

Here, this small building is relatively tall.

Unlike commercial houses in the city, this five-story building is completely in the style of the 1980s.

The stairs in the middle extend all the way to the top floor.

The outermost part of the small building is a long corridor.

On the corridor are doors after another, and behind the doors are different rooms in which different residents live.

Yue Zhentao said, "That's it, let's go over."

They came to the third floor and stopped outside one of the gates.

The door is an ordinary wooden door. The red paint painted in the early years has now peeled off a bit, full of decay.

The window glass is all gray and looks dirty, and it is covered with newspapers to block the peeping eyes from the outside. It is a curtain in an alternative sense.

Yang Xuming asked in a low voice, "The door is closed so tightly, how do you get in? You won't smash the door again, will you?"

He was a little worried that Ying Sixue would be tough again.

There are people coming and going around here, and there are people living upstairs and downstairs.

And the residents here are a little wary of outsiders like them.

If Ying Sixue smashed the door in front of everyone, it is estimated that the police who received the call in ten minutes would have come to arrest the person.

Yue Zhentao smiled and said, "It's okay, Yue Ning has already gone in and opened the door for us."

As soon as he finished saying this, the door in front of the three of them was gently opened.

Yang Xuming saw a little boy covered in blood behind the door and disappeared.

He was a little curious, "Little Yuening will still go through the wall?"

"No, he crawled in from the back window," Yue Zhentao said. "The back window is not closed tightly, just enough for a child to climb in."

The three of them entered the room one after another, and then closed the door again.

In the dark room, there was silence.

Ying Sixue pulled the light on and turned on the light.

"There is indeed some history," she said. "This kind of retro lamp is turned on. It is estimated that money can't buy it now."

She looked at Yue Zhentao, "Mr. Yue, you can activate your abilities first and turn this area into your area. In this case, even if the ghost face is really killed, we will be prepared."

Yue Zhentao nodded, stood still, and began to let his wife use his abilities.

Yang Xuming and Ying Sixue did not rush into the inner room, but stood here to protect Yue Zhentao.

A long time passed in this way, until Yue Zhentao's ability had turned all three rooms in this house into his domain, Yang Xuming and Ying Sixue were relieved.

"OK, it's detective time now."

She walked directly towards the shrine in the living room.

On the shrine, three black and white portraits are enshrined.

They are an old man with gray hair, a scary man with scars on one half of his face, and a boy with a bright smile even in black and white photos.

Ying Sixue said, "These three people should be the three men in Guimian's family."

"The old one is the ghost-faced father-in-law."

"This ugly ghost whose face is half rotten is the husband of Ghost Mian, named Wu Lei. His face was half chewed by a pig when he was young. He was completely rotten and couldn't find a wife, so she spent money to buy it."

"And this boy who smiled so brightly is the son of Guimian, Wu Xiaosong, who died in a field seven years ago."

Ying Sixue looked back at Yang Xuming, "I've been to that place, and it's haunted."

Yang Xuming stunned, "There are so many haunted places we've been to, which one are you talking about? Yegu Cave? Linjiaba? Or up the mud slope?"

Ying Sixue was also stunned when she heard Yang Xuming's words.

"So we have been to so many haunted places..."

She rubbed her eyebrows, feeling a little tired, "Damn! It's okay not to mention it, when I mention it, how can I feel tired from the past... Forget it, don't mention this."

She said, "It's near the upper mud slope."

"This guy died tragically in the field seven years ago. The body was found in a ravine near the upper mud slope."