He hunched his neck and put his pocket in his pocket, it was cold and snowy above his head.

Not long after, Wang Chaohan, Bai Wu and the fainting Jiang Sheng walked to the door of the ancient house.

Upon closer inspection, there are even more weird things.

There are no sculptures of the town's mythical animals on either side of the door, and there is no plaque above the door. The door is painted black instead of red, and is bare, with no round nails or door knockers installed.

There were no candles in the only two lanterns, and the pale candlelight came from nowhere.

Suddenly, my scalp felt numb.

There is a weird old house in front of you, and there is a driving wind and snow behind you. It is really difficult to get off the tiger.

But now, a decision must be made.

Wang Chaohan swallowed subconsciously, feeling that every step he took was risking three lives.

After a long silence, I finally stepped onto the steps.

The pale lantern looks like a white-pupiled eye, and the dark door looks like a huge mouth of the abyss. It is not an ancient house, it is clearly a monster that only wants to tear people apart and swallow them.

"well--"

Wang Chaohan sighed and was about to push the door open and enter.

Just at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Taking a closer look, it turned out that on the dark door, white words slowly appeared, as if someone was writing them one stroke at a time, but there was not even a shadow of a ghost around.

Both Wang Chaohan and Bai Wu looked horrified and couldn't help but hold their breath and look attentively.

"Today is another snowy night, and the mansion welcomes three overnight guests... Can they get along happily with the host?"

"I remember the last visitor was last night. There were six of them. They were careless and unruly. They rummaged through boxes and cabinets as soon as they arrived. They looked like robbers. The host was very unhappy. But by God, one of them fell into the pot and was boiled to death.

, one fell into the fire and was scorched... There were four left, and the owner kept them for another night. The four people were getting ready to do something, and the owner was looking forward to God opening his eyes again...

…”

"I recall the last time I had visitors half a year ago. It was very lively. There were more than 20 people who came to explore. The host persuaded them to go back, but they refused to listen and continued to explore in the mansion. Alas... it's a pity.

, all dead.”

"The last time I went there was three years ago. There was only one guest. He was quite honest, but a bit cold and didn't like to talk much. Not only did the host not dislike it, he also tried his best to entertain me. I didn't expect that he was a bastard. From the mansion

He stole something and ran away, even though he left an arm behind, damn it!"

"The last time, it goes back to thirty-five years ago. It shouldn't be said that it was a guest, but someone came back. How dare he come back! Isn't it bad to die outside? The host doesn't think the person is gone.

He should be back, so I took him at night..."

Wang Chaohan and Bai Wu secretly read along the white characters, becoming more and more horrified.

This is a simple record of a guest staying overnight on a snowy night.

From top to bottom, there are thirteen lines in total, two hundred and thirty-seven visitors, and the timeline stretches for hundreds of years. Only three of them got out alive, and they all paid the price of broken arms and legs.

What concerned them the most was, of course, the record about yesterday.

The six visitors should also be challengers, and the remaining four are still in the ancient house.

But yesterday, it didn't snow at all.

Also, how did they get through the stone sculpture forest quickly?

Wang Chaohan and Bai Wu felt confused and couldn't figure their heads.

Also...is this record a reminder to visitors not to go in?

Who dares to enter after seeing this thing?

After all, the mortality rate is so high.

Who wrote this white letter?

The woman in the red wedding dress?

So should I enter or not?

There were too many questions at the same time, and the two of them had no time to think, and the white words continued to appear.

"The host has not seen the three visitors today, but he doesn't like them very much. He is praying to God."

"The comatose person is going to die of illness at the first glance, and the little girl wearing the mask is going to die from exhaustion at the first glance."

"The most hateful thing is that the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes actually seduced the master's first wife...the master decided to kill him with his own hands."

Wang Chaohan, Bai Wu, and Jiang Sheng in a coma: "..."

"Oh my god..." Bai Wu looked at Wang Chaohan, gave a thumbs up and said: "Uncle Wang, you are so promising. It turns out that the ghost empress is a married woman. If your mother-in-law finds out, she will definitely break your legs."

Wang Chaohan grabbed Bai Wu's ears.

"Don't talk nonsense. This place is really evil. You don't know whether the white characters are real or fake?"

Looking back at the cold wind and snow, Wang Chaohan thought to himself: It's too weird. You can't go in, but how can you survive the wind and snow?

The white witch rubbed his red ears and said, "It doesn't matter if it's true or false, just erase it and it'll be over."

After saying that, she took out a bottle of something from her backpack, shook it, and then pointed at the white words and pressed it.

"Bah..."

It's red spray paint.

After a few clicks, the white words were completely covered.

Wang Chaohan stared in surprise: "Why are you still carrying this thing?"

"You take care of me!"

After Bai Wu finished speaking, he continued to spray paint... This dark door looked very unpleasant to the eyes.

The white characters that appeared suddenly appeared out of nowhere, as if they were angry.

"Stop! Little girl! Little fool! Stop it!"

When Bai Wu saw it, she was furious. She hated people calling her a fool, so she kicked the door open, leaving only dirty footprints, which were very obvious.

Except for the footprints, everywhere else was sprayed from black to red. The white witch was finally satisfied and clapped his hands.

"Let's go, Uncle Wang. It looks like Gua Wa Zi at first glance. Who would be able to write something like this? I won't deceive anyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

However, the white words appeared again.

"Three... guests, please invite me."

It suddenly appears and then disappears, as if it is afraid of being sprayed away again.

Wang Chaohan and Bai Wu suddenly stopped in their steps, feeling like the world was spinning. Their vision suddenly went dark, and they swayed uncontrollably. Then they suddenly disappeared from the door of the ancient house, along with the biting cold wind and heavy snow.

At this time, a bright moon suddenly appeared in the sky, and the pale moonlight illuminated the ground, with no snowflakes visible.

…

As his senses recovered little by little, Bai Wu's nose twitched and he smelled a moldy and rotten smell, then he opened his eyes.

I found that the environment in front of me had changed drastically. I was no longer in front of the ancient house, but in a room.

On the wooden table, there are two thick white candles burning, the brightness is suitable, and the surrounding layout of the room can be clearly seen.

This is an ancient bedroom.

There are beds, cabinets, tables, benches... not only everything, but also a big guy.

coffin!

The dark coffin, with seven nails nailing it shut, was placed quietly in the middle.

The bedroom was not big to begin with, and only the narrow aisles on both sides of the coffin were left for people to walk through.

Bai Wu scanned around and found that this place had been uninhabited for a long time. There was a layer of dust everywhere, and there were spider webs in the corners.

After watching for a while, she stood there without daring to move.

because……

Apart from her, there is no other person in this room.
Chapter completed!