"In this room?"
Jiang Mu asked the two ghost beauties beside him in surprise.
What surprised him was that there was a very old building in front of him. It looked like a house from the 6.70s. It looked like there were about five rooms, but the rooms were very narrow, not bad compared to the three rooms now.
The doors and windows were all made of wood, especially the windows. They were all made of wooden lattices, and there was only a thin layer of plastic on them. The thin layer of plastic was also broken.
It was obvious that it was a very old house.
If one wasn't familiar with the things of this era, they would definitely feel a chill run down their spines when they saw this kind of house.
Even Jiang Mu was a little scared.
As for the reason, it was all because of Hm Ching-Ying. That zombie movie was Jiang Mu's childhood shadow.
Although it was funny, it was also scary!
"It can't be wrong. That aura is still inside!”
Chen Xiaowen said confidently.
"Alright, you guys wait outside. I'll go meet him.”
Jiang Mu flexed his fingers and strode forward.
"Then be careful!"
The Chen sisters didn't try to force themselves to follow them. They knew their own capabilities. It was just a matter of a wave of the other party's hand to rush forward. After all, that was an evil ghost, much stronger than them.
Perhaps, if he was hungry, he would eat them up.
Jiang Mu leaned against the door and pushed it open with a little force. The door that had been in disrepair for a long time made creaking sounds, which was especially terrifying.
The room was pitch-black, and he couldn't see what was inside.
However, this wasn't a problem for Jiang Mu.
He closed his eyes and opened them again. A pitch-black mist flashed past, and the darkness in front of him became as dark as under a lamp.
Jiang Mu saw a wooden cabinet in front of him. There were dozens of memorial tablets on it, and many words were written on them.
"This is…the ancestral hall?"
Jiang Mu felt his scalp tingle. He wasn't even afraid of ghosts, but he was afraid of such things. This was all because of Im Ching-Ying.
Jiang Mu made up his mind and walked in. He looked around and didn't see anything else. He went straight to the other rooms.
It was all old furniture.
Except for a coffin.
The six sides of the coffin were red. It was placed in the room on the west side. Even during the day, there was no sunlight in this position.
"Is it in this coffin?"
Jiang Mu smiled and was about to open the coffin.
However, the moment he took a step forward, before he could even lift his head, everything in front of him changed.
It was still evening, but many people suddenly appeared beside him.
Looking at the clothes of these people, they were indeed from the 6.70s, when people were still very simple.
It seemed that today was a joyous day. Some people pasted the word "happy" on the wall, while others jointly hung a large red cloth on the wall as a background.
Not long after, as expected, a couple entered the bridal chamber surrounded by everyone.
Under the wall where the red cloth was hung, an old man was testifying for the couple.
However, the strange thing was that there was only one old man.
Obviously, the bride under the red veil also noticed this. She lifted the red veil and glared at the groom, questioning him.
The groom revealed a disdainful smile on his face and said a few harsh words.
The bride was stunned.
She suddenly smiled.
Her smile was very ugly, as if she was crying.
Then, her originally pretty face was filled with grief.
Immediately after, she swung her arms wildly, sending all the fruits and snacks on the table in front of her flying and scattering on the ground.
People went to persuade her, but she pushed them away frantically and beat the people who wanted to stop her. She wanted to run out, but the groom grabbed her arm.
At this moment, the groom seemed to have said something, and someone immediately carried something in.
When Jiang Mu saw what it was, he was shocked.
It was a pair of old men and a young man, but they were both dead.
When the bride saw this scene, she opened her mouth to say something, but before she could say anything, she fell to the ground.
People stepped forward and placed their fingers on the bride's nose to test her, scaring them into retreating.
Suddenly, he felt danger approaching, and that danger was right behind him.
He knew that this was the effect of the Spirit attribute.
The scene in front of him instantly disappeared and returned to its original appearance.
A pitch-black mist suddenly appeared, and Jiang Mu had already disappeared from where he was.
At the same time, the two arms passed through Jiang Mu's original position, causing its owner to miss. Even his body staggered and crashed into the coffin.
Jiang Mu looked over and saw that it was indeed the girl in mourning beside the coffin.
It could be said that it was extremely dangerous just now. If it was not for his quick reaction, he might have been pierced by now.
The girl in mourning clothes obviously didn't expect this outsider to suddenly disappear from where she was. Jiang Mu seemed to have given her a deep shock.
Jiang Mu also understood that the person who had gone crazy and died at the wedding banquet must have seen those illusions at that moment.
However, those illusions did not seem to work on him.
"You must be the bride. I feel sorry for you. Those old men must be your parents. If they were killed by the groom, then he is indeed hateful and deserves to die.”
"Presumably, the groom has already died in your hands.”
"If that's the case, will the resentment still not dissipate?"
"You are so cynical, what can you get in the end?”
"You have persecuted others time and time again, making them feel your pain.”
"But in the end, the one who will be hurt the most and suffer the most is yourself.”
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