Chapter 632 You Can't See Me

If it was a disguise, then it was too low-level. After all, it was clear from the body shape that this was not Nalan Shuo, but a ghost.

But since this face appeared, it meant that this ghost must have seen Nalan Shuo, or even... killed him!

He didn't have time to be afraid, and instantly thought of the first ghost he encountered upstairs.

That ghost was completely different from the one in front of him, and they complemented each other. The body was Nalan Shuo, but he looked like a maid.

These two ghosts were visibly related to each other, and among all the ghost substitutes found so far, only these two bodies had abnormalities, which made Yang Xiao think more.

Either these two ghosts joined forces to kill Nalan Shuo, one took away the face, and the other took away the body,

or.

Yang Xiao held his breath and thought of the strangeness of the first ghost. A bold guess took shape in his mind. Could it be that it was the real Director Nalan, but the director's face was stolen. He wanted to save himself, but he couldn't explain it.

"What are you looking at?" Suddenly, a voice from behind his head interrupted Yang Xiao's thoughts, making him feel a chill in his heart.

After coming to his senses, he calmed himself down and slowly turned his head. Out of trial, he tried to tell Xiang Fengchen about the discovery of the ghost maid with Nalan Shuo's face.

But the subsequent developments made Yang Xiao alert. As a senior player, Xiang Fengchen was very indifferent to this major discovery. He just told him that the ghost substitutes here had different abilities because they were contaminated with the dragon energy of the ancestors, and asked him not to be distracted. The top priority now was to find Nalan Shuo, and then the three of them left together.

Not thinking deeply about such an important situation, but just urging to find someone, this did not match Yang Xiao's cognition of Xiang Fengchen. He could now almost confirm that the Xiang Fengchen in front of him was fake and a ghost.

If this was the case, then the problem would be serious. Counting the other six wandering ghost substitutes downstairs, plus this "Xiang Fengchen", there would be 7 ghosts downstairs, which was consistent with the total number of ghost substitutes found before.

In this case, the so-called first ghost encountered upstairs is not a ghost, but most likely the director who was tricked.

The director must be in a bad state with that appearance, and I don’t know what happened to him.

However, although the director was tricked, he should not be dead, otherwise the ghost would not have to go to such great lengths to trick himself to help find him.

In addition, Yang Xiao also realized that the last person among the three, Xiang Fengchen, might have been caught. After all, the ghost pretended to be Xiang Fengchen, which means that it must have seen him.

"Haven't you found him yet?" Xiang Fengchen behind him urged.

"How about this, let's look for him separately, and the more people we have, the greater the chance." Yang Xiao suggested, "Let's go around each other, one on the left and one on the right, and finally come back here to meet up."

"This is the only way." It can be seen that Xiang Fengchen didn't want to do this deep in his heart.

The two "people" agreed to meet in front of a large pillar not far from the stairs, and Yang Xiao took the lead and walked to the right.

This choice was also carefully considered. The right side was next to the gate. In case of an emergency, that door would be his last way out.

Not long after the back of "Xiang Fengchen" disappeared in the mist, a figure returned to the original place. Yang Xiao slowly squatted down and stared at the shoe prints left on the ground.

The shoe prints were stained with blood, and the blood was very fresh. This was just left by Xiang Fengchen. By comparing the shoe prints,

Yang Xiao confirmed Xiang Fengchen's identity. He was undoubtedly a ghost in disguise.

The real Xiang Fengchen played the role of a military officer, wearing wide-brimmed tiger-head boots, while the shoe prints left here were pointed and thin boots, which were worn by the higher-ranking servants in the mansion.

Yang Xiao looked up and looked forward. That was the direction of the stairs in his memory. He decided to get rid of this ghost and go to the director first.

But just as Yang Xiao changed direction and walked not far away, he noticed that the fog behind him began to surge, as if something was catching up with him at a very fast speed.

Those ghost substitutes who wander aimlessly with their heads down would not do this, only the ghost disguised as Xiang Fengchen would, it caught up!

Yang Xiao immediately realized that the other party could lock his position!

Yang Xiao looked down at his left hand, which was tight at the moment, and in the palm of his hand was the so-called evil magic of "Xiang Fengchen".

He could see the positions of the other ghost substitutes, and successfully avoided the routes of those ghosts, but now it seems that there are pros and cons, this thing is like a tracker.

While speeding up his pace, Yang Xiao found a half-person-high square wooden shelf, which leaned against a pillar and was covered with a layer of dust. It looked like there were vases or flower pots on it, but now it was empty. When Yang Xiao opened his left hand, a chill hit his heart.

In the palm of his hand was not some blood-stained paper money, but a rotten eyeball that emitted bursts of stench.

The yellow and turbid pupil shrank into a slit, and it seemed to be still moving. He put the eyeball on the shelf and quickly turned away.

But "Xiang Fengchen" was much faster than he thought. He arrived almost as soon as he left.

With no other choice, Yang Xiao had to hide behind a pillar very close to him.

Here, he spied a creepy scene. He saw "Xiang Fengchen" stopped in front of the wooden shelf, with a stern face, lecturing the wooden shelf.

"Why are you here?"

"Why didn't you act according to our agreement?"

"Did you find something?"

"Hmm?"

"Why don't you speak?"

After observing for a while, Yang Xiao found that the difference between the wooden frame and the person could not be distinguished by this ghost. He boldly walked behind the wooden shelf, grabbed the bead, replaced the wooden shelf, and stood in front of the ghost.

"I saw a shadow running over, and I chased it." Yang Xiao answered without blushing.

The only scattered pupils in the "Xiang Fengchen" kept the pupil again, and concentrated on Yang Xiao's face. The cold voice asked, "Why don't you say it?"

"The shadow just now is nearby. I play gestures to you and let you make a little loud, but you ..." Yang Xiao put on a look of indiscriminate, now he knows, this ghost's vision Very bad, find someone not to rely on the eyes.

"Well, don't be embarrassed, which direction do you say that the figure is running in the figure?" The ghost was unwilling to talk more on this topic, and immediately asked.

"It's here just now, I don't know now." Yang Xiao fingers the opposite direction with the stairs to delay the time for the future plan.

"We continue to find it, copy from the two directions." Yang Xiao took the lead in proposal.

However, this proposal was directly rejected. The ghost looked at Yang Xiao coldly. This time, he was unwilling to separate from him.

In this way, Yang Xiao was taken away by this ghost, and Yang Xiao was not idle on the road. He had confirmed that the ghost could only judge his position, but he could not judge his specific movements. This should also be a limit.

The ghost said before that its vision will become worse with the passage of time until it is finally blind.

At that time, it borrowed the identity of "Xiang Fengchen" and said that it was the backbolf of the evil surgery. Now it seems that this says is not vivid.

And this also gave Yang Xiao a chance.

While this half -blind ghost couldn't see clearly, Yang Xiao quietly opened his clothes, teared some cloth strips from the clothes inside, picked up a broken chair leg on the road, wrapped the rotten eyes with cloth, tied it to the chair The front end of the leg.

Then try to bend his arm and sip his chair legs on his side.

Sure enough, this time the ghost's attention was concentrated on the legs of the chair, and his eyes moved to his side.

After confirming this, he removed his eyes and in his hands.

After all, only with his eyes, he can notice the position of the other ghosts in the fog, which is critical.

Now Yang Xiao can escape at any time, but he has the reason to leave. He wants to see if he can set more information from this ghost and its way of killing.

Another thing, he is unwilling to give up this ghost -eye bead. This thing is very useful in today's environment.

Can help him avoid the other six ghosts.

But this time, I do n’t know what the ghost was exhausted, or what I perceived, and the ghost directly took Yang Xiao to the door of the sleeping Jinge.

The thick wooden door is half open at the moment, and there is a quiet night outside. A round of bright moon hangs in the sky.

There is no wind, cloudless and rainless, and a good look.

"Xiao Yang." The ghost outfit of Xiang Fengchen sighed. "To this day, I can't hide it from you anymore. You have seen the ghost and girl in Nalanshuo's body before, right? The body is Nalan Shuo, he is dead. "

"Now, I have to take you away, this is what Nalan Shuo meant." In pretending to have such a tangled expression, the ghost slowly tightened his mouth.

This ghost's acting skills are really ordinary. Yang Xiao gave 55 points in his heart. He may not know the relationship between Xiang Fengchen and Nalanshuo's private.

Moreover, the brains are not clever, and the preface does not match the postword. If you say that Nalan Shuo is dead, wouldn't it be useless to find before, and the real Xiang Fengchen would do this meaningless stupid thing? This vulnerability is too obvious.

In contrast, Yang Xiao's acting skills are too stronger. From the initial shock, to doubts, the anger of being deceived, and then the sadness that he hopes to suppress it after the crushing. Strong.

It was just a few seconds in just a few seconds, Yang Xiao contributed the general acting skills of textbooks, let alone deceive the ghosts, Yang Xiao even cheated himself.

"We ... what should I do." Yang Xiao had no tears, but his eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, and his voice choked.

"You go with me, let's go back first, and after we go back, we must report from the long -term revenge. We must report this revenge.

The face of "Xiang Fengchen" was serious.

Yang Xiao didn't speak, and the slightly opened mouth was unable to make a sound because of his sadness, but just nodded.

"You go first, I break it." The ghost looked back and looked behind, it seemed that there was some danger there.

As soon as Yang Xiao came out of this statement, Yang Xiao couldn't kill people in the Jintang Pavilion.

No wonder you want to go around such a circle.

After coming out of this door, he would be killed immediately.

And listening to this ghost said, if you want to come to look out of this door without your own eyes, the ghost refuses to give up.

Yang Xiao walked straight towards the door. When the last step was about to step out of the threshold, he was twisted.

After turning off the right door, at the same time, the chair legs with ghost -eye beads were already ready to stretch out the door.

In the next second, Yang Xiao only felt that a cold wind scratched from front. At a very fast speed, the figure of the human beings rushed out.

After retracted the legs of the chair, the shadow fluttered, fell to the ground, and rolled down the steps. At this time, Yang Xiao, who was hiding behind the door, saw it clearly. It's a man.

I found that the deceived ghosts quickly crawled back, across the door, and stared at Yang Xiao in the door with only one eye, but he did not cross the threshold under his feet.

The situation is almost the same as Yang Xian's expected environment. It is no longer a quiet and quiet scene of the bright moon, but a vague black. The vortex is perfection in the depths. People are being sucked in. It is more terrible than black holes, and even the soul cannot escape.

After confirming that the other party would no longer threaten himself, Yang Xiao turned around and left, but the next second, the wooden door on the side was automatically automatically, and it moved about ten centimeters slightly inward, making a sour sound.

This scene was really shocked to Yang Xiao. After all, the ghost eyes were still in their hands, and there were absolutely no ghosts near him who could not escape his attention.

After the door moved, it stopped. Yang Xiao listened to his ear, and he didn't hear any sounds, and the surroundings were surprising.

A few seconds later, Yang Xiao slowly walked up, and this time, through the weak glow, Yang Xiao saw the words on the door behind this door.

The characters are written with candles. It is a hero's "枭". In addition, a short horizontal line is drawn in front of the words.

This is a word. The other party was trying to test his identity. In addition to shocked Yang Xiao realized that the word left should be Nalan Shuo!

The director is still alive!

He tried his best to look around, but he could at all the shadow of the director. He took out the candle from his arms.

On the horizontal line, a word "leaf" was filled.

Ye Yan is a pseudonym when he is fighting for righteousness. He knows the director, and rarely knows this secret.

After filling, he also pushed the door, made a sound, and then retreated quietly, leaving enough safe distance.

Yimo waited for about a minute. After the fog, there was a crunching sound of the door axis rotation again, and this time there are a few lines of words below: Xiao Yang, I look terrible now, and the sound has changed. It is better than what you see before before you see before. What's more, but I am still me, don't be afraid.

"But you don't seem to see me." This is the last sentence.

It is also this sentence to remind Yang Xiao that he is different from before, that is, this ghostly eye in his hand.

He bent down his waist and placed the ghost eyes on the ground gently. At the moment of his head, the whole person suddenly froze, and a pair of tightly deformed small feet were looming after the mist.