Chapter 265: Poor

Youqi looked up and down at Jiang Cheng for a while, and his expression gradually became strange. He didn't see that Jiang Cheng's clothes looked expensive.

Some edges still had threads, and the workmanship was also questionable.

"Do you need to change into the clothes of the people in the mansion?" Zuo Jing, who had been observing before, spoke. Her voice was quite magnetic and recognizable.

According to the information obtained so far, Master Huang probably has a disease like hysteria. Most of these patients are afraid of strangers. If you change into the clothes of the people in the mansion to approach him for the purpose of not alarming him, it is reasonable.

"I guess so," the moustache of Butler Zhou trembled slightly, "I have something to do later, let her take you there." He gestured to the middle-aged woman standing behind him.

After that, Butler Zhou left surrounded by the fierce man and the young woman.

"Please follow me, doctors." The middle-aged woman's voice sounded again.

After turning around a few more courtyards, everyone had a new understanding of the large space of the Huang Mansion.

Here, one courtyard is next to another. The two adjacent courtyards are connected by half-moon arches. With the hollow structure that can be seen everywhere, it seems that there is a full sense of space and no sense of oppression.

Some almost unnoticed places are also carved with some unnamed strange beasts, which are supposed to be the meaning of warding off evil spirits.

And as they walked, there were more and more such carvings.

"If you ask me," Shi Liaozhi, who looked around, rolled his throat a few times and whispered: "This young master is not dead, and then turned into a ghost, so he can only come out at night, during the day..."

He suddenly shut up when he said this.

In fact, not only him, many people thought of this problem, but thinking and saying it are two different things, and the atmosphere in the team immediately became subtle.

If this is true, then they are now tantamount to falling into a trap.

Hearing this, Tang Shirou, who was the least courageous, was so scared that she could not stand steadily. After all, she was the only one who saw the "real body" of the young master with her own eyes.

Fortunately, An Xuan came to support her in time and did not mind the latter leaning on him.

"Don't be afraid, Miss Tang," An Xuan said softly, "I'm here."

"Thank you, Mr. An."

"Just follow me closely." An Xuan smiled and nodded.

But some risks in nightmares must be taken, such as this time. If they don't go, they will not be able to see the young master, and thus will not be able to solve the mystery.

And it is better to take the initiative to go during the day than for the young master to come at night.

After choosing between the two, everyone decided to bite the bullet, change clothes, and visit the young master.

"Here we are."

After pushing open a dilapidated wooden door, a three-story building with a very unique layout appeared in front of everyone. The doors and windows of the building were closed, and there was no sound.

On the walls and the columns, there were paintings of beauties singing operas, with slender fingers and white hands, and graceful postures.

But combined with what happened last night, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

"The young master lives here?" Shi Liaozhi asked in an unnatural voice.

"Yes."

"Aren't we going to change clothes first?" The fat man blinked, "Why did you come directly to the young master?"

The middle-aged woman didn't answer, but just pushed forward and opened the door of the first floor of the small building. After a "creak", the door opened.

The sunlight shone in, adding a touch of warmth to this building that hadn't been properly ventilated for who knows how long.

The middle-aged woman turned around and said to everyone in a constant tone: "Please change clothes."

The moment she made way, everyone's eyes suddenly flashed something, and then even their breathing became rapid.

The room behind the woman was full of costumes of different colors.

White, green, blue, azure blue, but the most breathtaking one was the bright red costume hanging in the middle.

The costume was dazzling red, like a pool of blood splashing in front of you.

The moment she saw the bright red costume, Tang Shirou, who was already excited, was immediately stunned. Then, there was a buzz in her mind, and her eyes went black and she fainted.

It seems that the "thing" that Tang Shirou saw last night should be wearing this bright red costume.

"Do we still need to change clothes?" Fatty asked with courage.

But before he finished speaking, several figures immediately walked into the room, and without avoiding others, they took off their clothes and started to change into costumes.

After a while, Fatty suddenly understood that although there were many costumes inside, most of them were just semi-finished products, and only some of the innermost ones could be worn.

And he counted them, exactly 9 pieces!

But there were 10 of them!

An Xuan reacted the fastest. He directly threw away the fainted Tang Shirou, rushed in, and immediately grabbed a deep blue costume in his hand, as if he was worried that someone would snatch it from him.

Just when the fat man was worried that he would not be able to grab the clothes and was about to run over to grab the clothes, someone suddenly pulled him from behind. He subconsciously looked back and found that it was the doctor.

The doctor looked calm and not anxious at all.

And in the direction he squinted at, Xia Meng had already changed into a blue costume. Her fair skin matched the costume, making her look even more handsome.

"Doctor," the fat man asked in a low but anxious voice, "Are we not going to grab the clothes yet?"

"What's the hurry," Jiang Cheng said indifferently, "Don't we still have her?"

Looking in the direction indicated by Jiang Cheng, Tang Shirou was lying on the ground at the moment, half of her face was covered by her hair, and the other half of her face was exposed with her eyes closed, seemingly in great pain.

After swallowing, he understood what the doctor meant. As long as Tang Shirou didn't wake up, the costume would be enough.

And I'm afraid that when she wakes up, she will face a dilemma. Either she has no costume to wear, or she can only wear the big red costume that hangs in the middle and no one dares to care about it.

It's the one the "young master" wore last night.

Staring at this young woman, the fat man sighed lightly.

"Pity her?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"A little bit," Fatty didn't hide it, "but my pity is useless. Maybe it's because I've been deceived too much before. I've always wondered if she was faking it, but look at it now."

"In short, it doesn't matter whether she is pretending or not," Fatty suddenly became a little calmer, "If she is not pretending, then she is dead. If she is pretending, then she must have mastered the means and bargaining chips that we don't know yet. There is a high probability that She is here for the massacre team, so she is definitely not a friendly force to us no matter what."

"Those who are not friendly forces in the mission must be treated as enemies," Fatty stared at Tang Shirou and said coldly, "Once you have doubts, don't give them a chance to draw their guns."

"You taught me," the fat man looked up and said, "Doctor."