Now both of them are panicking, no, it should be one person, one elf panicking.

"The Haunted House" is a virtual world, and the things in it are all controlled by Lu Shan. He originally wanted to create some phenomena to make Jiang Xia feel scared, but before he had time to create these phenomena, he was already locked here.

But if he didn't create these terrible phenomena, nor did the villain's self-rescue system wizard, then where did this crying and laughing sound come from?

The potato wizard got out of the upgrade treasure box: "Don't think about it. Although you can create the phenomenon inside, if you don't arrange the things inside, shouldn't the world continue to develop? The system will automatically check the gaps."

Lu Shan understood that this potato elf was arrogant, but it was really useful at the critical moment.

On the morning of the second day, the senior brother of the real Qingxi opened the door and stared at Lu Shan on the ground fiercely, saying: "You are hungry all night, are you comfortable now?"

"Comfortable, of course comfortable, what's uncomfortable, but my ability to bear it is very strong, it doesn't matter if I don't eat for three or five days, let alone it's just one day." Lu Shan's replied.

Brother Qingxi sneered, "Really? Then I have to see how strong your endurance is, and see if you can persist for a few days without eating, and then you can make a record. It is for science. Made a contribution."

After all, Qingxi’s brother was about to leave, Lu Shan stopped him: “Actually, I forgot to tell you one thing. Since I was a child, I have a talent for fortune-telling. , As if there was a disaster of blood and light, everyone betrayed their relatives, I urge you to check the people around you."

Brother Qingxi Zhenren's footsteps stopped, turned around, and said, "Check the people around me? What do you mean?"

"I don't mean anything, but I just use my own ability to tell you. You can't expect someone to betray you, don't you? I kindly remind you." Lu Shan held a straw in his mouth, looking like It really looks like a fortune teller.

Brother Qingxi's brow furrowed and said, "Do you think I will believe it if you say this? Do you know something? So I made me suspicious and dealt with the people around me so I could find a chance to go out. ."

Lu Shan spread out his hands and said, "Why do you bite Lu Dongbin and don't know good people? I kindly remind you that you thought me so bad. Besides, I was detained by you the first day I got here. In this house of yours, you never come into contact with outsiders. How can you know what's around you and make you suspicious, don't you just speak your mind?"

Brother Qingxi squinted his eyes, seeming to consider the credibility of Lu Shan's words.

Seeing that the brother of the real Qingxi had already begun to doubt, Lu Shan continued to strike while the iron was hot, saying: "Whether you believe it or not, anyway, there will be no loss to me anyway. If you don't believe it, you will be treated as a joke. Isn't it simple?"

Brother Qingxi snorted coldly, turned around and walked out. Seeing him like this, Lu Shan knew that he must have some doubts in his heart, but he didn't show it because of face.

Of course he didn't have the good ability to tell fortune-telling, just as the senior Qingxi said, he wanted to rely on this method to make Qingxi suspicious, and then to dissolve the power around him.

After the brothers of the real Qingxi are suspicious, they will definitely make the other brothers in the Taoist temple feel chilled. At that time, even if they are willing to help the brothers of the real Qingxi, they will probably hesitate to see such things happen.

No matter how powerful a person is, if there are no people around him to help him, he is fighting alone. If a person is in an army of 100,000, even if he has the ability to reach the sky, it is difficult to escape.

At night, the teacher father came in and told Lu Shan one thing as soon as he came in: "Qingxia doesn't know what's wrong today. There were five seniors following him by his side, and he actually killed all these five brothers. The corpse is still hanging outside, and this child's mind is really getting vicious."

The corner of Lu Shan's mouth rose slightly. He guessed right. The real man Qingxi's senior was indeed a suspicious person. He just dug the hole, and then the opponent jumped down recklessly.

Moreover, he jumped harder than he did, killing his senior brother, and then hanging the corpse outside. It seemed that he wanted to alert the people inside the Taoist temple, but it actually lost the hearts of the people.

Five people who followed him for so long said that they would kill if they were killed. They didn’t even investigate. They lost their lives. After death, their bodies were hung outside the Taoist temple to dry them. If someone had a bit of brains, they would help. People?

The old man tremblingly took out two books from his clothes, both of which were written by hand. It should be anxious in his heart, so the handwriting is not very clear, but he can recognize it. If he is not anxious in his heart, it must be a dragon and phoenix. Good word.

"Unexpectedly, teacher father would still have such beautiful calligraphy." Tsk exclaimed.

An embarrassed expression appeared on the face of the teacher's father: "It has been written like this, and you can still see clearly that this is a good handwriting. I really admire this ability."

Looking at the content on it, the expression on his face became more and more serious. The exercises recorded in it seemed familiar. If he remembers correctly, he should have seen such exercises in the tomb. It is a real Qingxi. in use.

This seems to be a method of Miao Jiang. It can control poisons. Put seven or seventy-nine kinds of poisons in a jar. After waiting for ninety-nine and eighty-one days, the poisons inside will kill each other, and finally one will remain. The king of stagnant poisons.

The King of Hundred Poisons only listened to his master's orders, and he was fierce, able to control all the poisons in the world, presumably Qingxi Zhenren and his seniors had cultivated such techniques.

But... a person suddenly appeared in Lu Shan's mind, it was Ning Zetao. He also saw Ning Zetao controlling the poison in the tomb. Ning Zetao was not a Taoist, and there was no way to access these two books. Where did he learn such a skill?

He didn't understand. After seeing this, he could only ask Ning Zetao after he went back.

Putting these two classics in his chest carefully, Lu Shan bowed to the old man: "Thank you for the matter this time. Without you, I would not know many things."

The old man waved his hand, a little embarrassed: "These things happened because of me. You were involved in it. I didn't expect you to help me clean up the door in the end. Now you thank me, how can I afford it?"