The White Ghost King went to cover Lu Tianhan, and the White Dragon King also helped tuck in the quilt.

At this time, another burst of laughter came from upstairs.

"Ouch!" Several old men looked up and saw the word "two" on the roof of the building.

Yin Hou felt that even if it was really haunted, the ghost would still be a second ghost.

"What's upstairs?" Zhan Zhao asked his grandfather.

Yin Hou shook his head, "I started laughing just now, and all the candles in the building were out, so we went upstairs to look for it. There was nothing, but the cabinet door would open automatically, the table would move, and ah, there were stains on the wall.

A shadow."

After listening to the old man's narration, Zhan Zhao and the others went upstairs to have a look.

Sure enough, a human-shaped shadow appeared on one side of the wall on the second floor. I reached out and touched it, and found that this area was wet. There was a pool of blood under the corner of the table on the other side, and it felt like it was just above the bloody words downstairs.

The cabinet door suddenly shook and opened with a creak.

Everyone was wondering when suddenly, a "pop" sound came from the third floor.

Zhan Zhao quickly ran upstairs...and saw that the window that was originally fixed by Yiyi's hairpin was blown open by the wind again, but the hairpin did not break, but fell to the ground.

Zhan Zhao looked at Bai Yutang, as if asking - will this hairpin fall out on its own?

Fifth Master thought it was impossible, but he didn't think anyone could do anything under the noses of so many martial saints, so there was only one reason left.

Bai Yutang said, "This building may be a government building designed to look like a ghost house."
Chapter completed!