"It's him?!" The fat man was stunned when he heard the words, then his scalp was cold, and there was a chill in his heart constantly surging.

Steward Zhou is the father of Xuanji, combined with what they have seen and heard in the Huang Mansion, the unbelievable ghost scenes, the insane Master Huang...a fearful idea gradually surfaced.

This is a carefully planned revenge.

It's a father, revenge for the murderer of his daughter.

"Doctor." The fat man said quickly: "How did you think that Steward Zhou had a problem?"

Compared with the answer itself, the fat man is even more curious about how the doctor guessed the result based on the current clues.

"I've been to the kitchen in the mansion before." Jiang Cheng walked along the road, trying not to attract the attention of people around him, "I tasted the food prepared in the kitchen, except for the one prepared for us, other flavors They are all very light."

Seemingly he has no hope for the fat man’s ability to understand, he went on to explain: “The opera singers have a lighter diet, and they need to maintain their throats. This is a habit carved into the bones all the year round.”

The fat man was surprised: "So the doctor, you guessed their identity a long time ago?"

"No." Jiang Cheng replied. "I just felt weird at the time."

"Doctor." The fat man followed Jiang Cheng and asked, "Then shall we go back now, or go to Luoguxiang to take a look?"

"Go to Luogu Lane."

"good."

Standing in front of Luogu Alley, the fat man couldn't help being a little surprised. This Luogu Alley was just an alley by its name, but only later did he discover that the alley extends in all directions, and there are hundreds of houses, to mention a few.

If you look for them one by one, it is estimated that they will not be able to find them until dark.

But to the fat man’s surprise, after asking a few nearby vendors, a rickety vendor pushing a candied haws cart was blind and said, "You are talking about class master Zheng, right?"

"Here." He pointed to a fork in the road and said: "They live in Erdaoguai C-shaped room, you go in from here, and turn left at the first intersection and the largest yard is."

Following the hawker's guidance, the two quickly found the corresponding yard. I don't know if it was a psychological effect. Just standing outside the door, the fat man felt a gloomy wind blowing around him.

"Find a safe place to wait for me." Jiang Cheng took out half of the kit and stuffed it into the fat man's arms, and said, "If I haven't come out in 10 minutes, you can go back and call someone."

"Doctor, I will accompany you in. If something happens, there will be someone to help you." The fat man volunteered.

In the end, Jiang Cheng still accepted the fat man's suggestion, and the two chose a secluded location and stepped in through a broken wall.

The yard was very quiet, and it seemed that there was no one.

When he found the largest room, Jiang Cheng opened the door cautiously. It was a room similar to a warehouse, but it was divided into several areas with wooden boards.

Jiang Cheng found a table with some paper scattered on it, and when he approached it, it turned out to be a sketch of a map.

The map was drawn in great detail. Jiang Cheng looked at it for a while and even found the wing where he lived on it.

"Doctor." The fat man said in surprise, "It looks like a map of the Yellow Mansion," he pointed to a building, "Do you think it looks like the attic where Young Master Huang lives?"

Of course it is.

Because that is.

These people drew a large number of maps inside the Huangfu here, and some places they had never been to in Jiangcheng. On the map representing the lake, they also found a circle drawn with a red pen.

The fat man blinked and asked, "What is this?"

"It's the tidal flat in the middle of the lake." Jiang Cheng returned the map to its original position.

The fat man thought for a while, and immediately realized that this was the place where Master Huang, who pretended to be Master Huang, was singing at night. They didn't know before, and thought it was a ghost floating on the lake.

Jiang Cheng had also been there in the scene of carrying the bride, so I remember it clearly.

In the next search, they found a wooden door in the innermost part of the room. After pushing it open, light penetrated, and the scene inside scared the fat man's hair to stand up.

I saw a row of paper people standing next to the wall.

Wearing a bright red paper dress and a green cap, the paper man grinned neatly at the corners of his mouth, his eyes raised exaggeratedly, and he looked like a beaming smile.

What's more terrifying is that the paper men turned their heads all together, staring at the door, as if they would come alive at any time.

As his sight shifted, Jiang Cheng's expression couldn't help but change, the position in the middle of the room... actually there was still a paper sedan made of white paper stopped.

The paper sedan was pale and pale, and there were four paper men serving as bearers standing around.

Two plain white paper lanterns were held in the hands of the two paper men in the lead.

For a while, the scene was very weird.

"These..." The fat man widened his eyes, feeling that the breath in his nose was cold, "These are what we saw before..."

Halfway through, he couldn't go on. He felt that the surrounding was gloomy and shivered unconsciously. It seemed...it seemed that these paper people were alive, staring at them and listening to them.

Jiang Cheng walked to the paper sedan, and the moment he lifted the sedan curtain, the fat man's heart twitched fiercely.

There is also a paper man sitting in the sedan chair.

A paper bride wearing a red haze and a hijab.

The bride puts her hands on her legs, and there seems to be something pressed underneath, but it is not clear from the fat man's perspective.

The fat man subconsciously felt that the bride would come alive sooner or later.

There is no basis, it is purely his instinct.

But fortunately, until the doctor took out a wooden box painted in big red from the hands of the paper bride, the bride did not move, let alone turned into blue-faced fangs, or a demon with rotten flesh rushing out.

Open the box, there is a book lying quietly inside.

The book looks very old, it is still a bit damp, the cover has been rotten in half, and the pages inside have been yellowed long ago, but fortunately the words on it are still clear.

The fat man stretched his neck and looked at ~lightnovelpub.net~ that this book was like a secret book in a martial arts novel.

"Doctor." Looking at Jiang Cheng who was just looking, but not talking, the fat man felt like a cat scratching his heart. He rolled his throat a few times before asking: "Inside...what's in it? "

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Cheng looked at the fat man, and there was something in his eyes that the latter couldn't understand. The fat man swallowed unconsciously, and did not dare to say anything behind.

"Mystery was indeed killed by Master Huang." Jiang Cheng said: "Housekeeper Zhou wanted to use Master Huang, the murderer, and us, for our daughter...calling souls."

With steep eyes widened, the fat man lost his voice: "Call the soul?"

Nodded, Jiang Cheng flipped through the book in his hand and motioned: "This book records such a way, at midnight, through a certain ritual, using paper people to repeat the process of victimization of the slain, you can call upon the dead. ."

The fat man swallowed, and whispered: "You...what ritual do you mean..."

"Human skin drum." Jiang Cheng replied.