Since the Cao family's accident happened the year before last, the whole house has been completely abandoned. No one dares to set foot there. Even if they pass by on the road behind, they are always in a hurry. Twenty people like this gathered in the diba to say hello and chat lively. Well... last time

It was at the funeral of Cao Jianwen, the last member of the Cao family.

"Everyone is here?"

Lu Nan looked at Ma Dayong and Wei Gang.

Two people:……

Judging by the number of people, they should be here, and there are some people in the crowd who look familiar.

They all nodded.

Zhao Ergou smiled and handed Wei Gang a cigarette, "Brother, you have helped me so much, and you still don't know your last name?"

Wei Gang waved his hand, "I don't smoke, just call me Gangzi."

"Okay, Brother Gangzi." Zhao Ergou put the cigarette back into the cigarette case with care and asked casually, "Whose family does Brother Gangzi belong to? I don't seem to have seen you in the village."

Wei Gang smiled nonchalantly, "Wangjia Village is quite big, and the residents are spread out, like my home, which is over there." He raised his chin in a certain direction, "To be honest, it's quite far away from here.

Yuan, I have been working in other places before, so I only came back some time ago because of family matters."

Unfamiliar?

That's normal

"Hehe, I didn't just look at you and them, brother, and thought you guys knew each other." At this point, Zhao Ergou glanced at Lu Nan and the others a few steps away, then moved closer to Wei Gang and lowered his voice.

He said, "Brother, you said you would give us such a high salary, what are we going to do later?"

Wei Gang glanced at him sideways, "I don't care about that much, just do whatever I ask you to do."

Zhao Ergou was stunned for a moment, blinked, and said with a dry smile, "Isn't that right? We only need to pay for things and obey the boss's instructions. My brain is too sleepy, haha."

The two of them were chatting away.

It's getting late.

Lu Nan made a gesture towards Ma Dayong, who immediately got it. He coughed twice to signal for the audience to be quiet, and then said with a smile, "I think everyone already understands it. In fact, there is no need to do anything. I just hope that all brothers can accompany me."

Let's go into this house, gather some popularity, and help out a little if necessary. When we come out from here, we can treat everyone to dinner and drinks."

The words are particularly oily.

But I have to say, it’s really useful.

The atmosphere was stirred up.

Zhao Ergou and others couldn't wait to look at the Cao family's small building shrouded in shadow.

According to the pre-planned plan, first the group of people should not disperse, walk through every room, and move everything that can be moved.

Just like filtered soy milk.

Use the information you can use, and if you can reach 60 points, long live it.

The game can be successfully ended.

If you don't have 60, don't be discouraged. The pathfinders you spend a lot of money to hire have to play some role, right?

"Whoever is familiar with the Cao family should lead the way."

Zhao Ergou immediately raised his hand, "Me!" He quickly stood up and smiled flatteringly at Ma Dayong, "Boss, my family lives nearby. I used to come to visit Cao Jianwen often, and I am very familiar with his family."

"Then you lead the way."

Ma Dayong said.

After confirming the "guide", the group began to walk slowly inside.

The seven people in Lu Nan all looked serious. From this moment on, they officially entered the scope of the "haunted house", accompanied by danger, and may encounter... misfortune at any time.

There is a windmill parked on the eaves outside the gate.

Zhang Yuan turned his head and looked over, then raised his feet and walked over there.

I saw him squatting in front of the windmill, holding the crank handle, and started to shake it, first forward and then backward, looking in through the gap in the crank handle, and it took him a while to stand up.

Nodding towards Lu Nan.

Someone muttered to others: "People in this city are so curious, what fun is there in windmills?"

Others pointed to the round car, "Look at the dark thing inside, is it the cat that Lao Cao's family has been looking for for a long time?"

The two spoke very quietly.

When Zhang Yuan came over, the group continued inside.

From outside to inside.

We first went to the room on the right side of the main room.

Well, the door is ajar.

It made a squeaking sound with a slight push.

The red paint on the door has long faded and is covered with dust. The dust on the ground is even heavier. Several footprints can be clearly seen, which are obviously fresh.

There is a large wooden bed placed against the wall.

There was a pile of what looked like quilts and pillows on the bed, emitting a heavy musty smell.

There was a wardrobe at the end of the bed. The door was closed. Ma Dayong asked someone to open it. It was half empty, with a few piles of clothing scattered around.

This room is not big and has a panoramic view.

Everyone left.

At a glance, he saw photo frames of the same size occupying an entire wall. Inside, the deceased looked at them with a rosy face and a smile.

At once……

Quite scary.

Taking advantage of the crowd, Lu Nan and his group entered the two rooms at the back in two groups after looking around the living room.

no way.

It's only about ten square meters and can't accommodate twenty people. To be honest, even ten is barely enough.

Lu Nan, Ma Dayong, Su Jiao and Huang Mao went to the Pickle Jar House, while Zhang Yuan, Yuan Meng, Wei Gang and Pei Yuhuan went to the coffin room opposite.

There are pathfinders.

Don't be afraid.

Pei Yuhuan also took advantage of the large number of people and strong yang energy to go to the scary black coffin room to check the situation.

Well……

Rubbing the goosebumps that were about to fall off her arms, she frowned and wondered, how could it be so cold even though so many people were back?

Is this room that dangerous?

Are you not even afraid of Yang Qi anymore?

I pursed my lips, and I didn’t know what was going on. The room was darker than when I came in yesterday, and the light of the flashlight seemed to be eaten by something.

She walked slowly among the crowd.

Keep your head down, step lightly, and try to reduce your sense of presence.

In the coffin room, apart from a large black coffin placed against the wall facing the door, there was a grain barrel standing on one side of the other two walls. There were some newspapers and books piled messily in the barrel, covered with dust and cobwebs. On the other wall,

There was a wooden board standing there. The board was about two meters long and less than one meter wide. It was eaten by insects, leaving circular wormholes.

This room...

She remembered there was a multiple-choice question.

17. The Cao family has a special room. Which of the things in it are used by everyone in the Cao family?

a coffin b grain barrel c wooden board d electric lamp

For this question, according to Pei Yuhuan's thinking, she would choose a.

Absolutely.

However, this wooden board that looks rotten and should have been chopped down for firewood is also very suspicious.

Choose according to whether it has any use. Except for the wooden board, the other three are all useful.

"What's wrong?"

Yuan Meng noticed something strange about her, walked over and asked softly, "Is there any problem with this?"

Pei Yuhuan hasn't spoken yet.

The local who heard Yuan Meng's voice laughed and said, "Oh, I still have this thing. I thought it was all burned."

Pei Yuhuan: So it should be a useless piece of waste.

The man continued, "Now that the Cao family is dead, who else can use this door panel? I remember that Cao Jianwen threw it outside after he parked on it. Who will move it in again?"

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Chapter completed!