Seeing this, Cui Jun felt extremely bad. He immediately looked around with his yin and yang eyes, but did not see anything strange in the palace.

"Article 5: There is no back hill or back garden in this mansion. If you accidentally enter a place and see the back hill or back garden, please do not continue to move forward. Wait where you are and call for rescue."

"Article 6: You can come and go by yourself. You can withdraw from the conference at any time. But please remember that the main entrance is in the south, not the north. If you see the main entrance in the north, please do not leave."

"Article 7: Don't admire the moon at night, as the moon will not turn red.

"Article 8, please do not drink any alcohol during the ghost hunting conference. You can drink your own water or water provided by the house, but do not drink alcohol, especially do not drink wine given by others, including servants in the house.

housekeeper."

"Article 9, please remember that you are a ghost hunter and don't forget your identity. You are not a member of the palace or a servant of the palace. You can refuse any rude request."

"Article 10, the golden dragon body in the palace is a dead thing, not a living thing. It will not eat you."

"Article 11: Do not play with the palace servants, especially the maids. They will not come to you at night."

"Article 12: Use thaumaturgy, ghost magic and fairy magic with caution, they may not work.

"Article 13, don't trust anyone, including your friends, master or even your partner."

After Cui Jun read the thirteen items, his eyelids began to twitch.

He really wanted to call Manager Liu here now and ask what was going on.

The others probably had similar thoughts. Lao Chen came directly to Cui Jun, pointed at the paper in his hand and said, "Mr. Cui, what do you think?"

Cui Jun said slowly: "What else can we do? We will do what others say. We will follow the rules first and then look at the rest. I tell everyone, don't mess around. This ghost hunting conference may be a bit difficult.

"

"Okay, I'll let everyone know."

Lao Chen nodded lightly.

After the treasure ship battle, this group of ghost hunters were quite convinced by Cui Jun. If Cui Jun reminded everyone, I think they would still take it seriously.

After the exhaustion of traveling and traveling, after the palace arranged accommodation for everyone, everyone quickly began to rest, and many people fell asleep.

Four people share a wing. Even if the palace is large enough, it is impossible to arrange a separate room for each of them.

Cui Jun was arranged into the east wing, and the people with him were all old acquaintances.

Including Lao Chen from Cang Yuan Sect, Chen Qing, the little fat man who killed the pig, Wang Fu, one of the walkers of the Yin and Yang League, Xi Feng. There is also Miss Qian and Qian Wushuang who have just recovered.

"Oh my god, how come I'm with you guys? What happened in the past few days, Mr. Cui, except for zombies!"

Miss Qian Wushuang was also unlucky and lay down all the way after being poisoned by corpse poison.

It wasn't until she entered the palace that she finally woke up. Cui Jun specifically asked her to be sent to her. Cui Jun didn't feel relieved until he saw Miss Qian wake up.

But as soon as Miss Qian woke up, she kept chattering and asking all kinds of questions.

Fortunately, there was still time, so Cui Jun and others began to tell Miss Qian what had happened in the past few days. Miss Qian screamed in surprise and kept shouting about how many scenes worth writing about that she had missed.

After eating something for a while, everyone started chatting about the sunset over the western mountains and the willow branches above the moon.

Cui Jun took another look at the thirteen rules of the palace, waved his hand and said to everyone: "Okay, let's all rest. Tomorrow is probably the official start of the ghost hunting conference. Miss Qian, you can stay with me from tomorrow on, I promise

Nothing will happen again."

"That's right, I will definitely follow you."

Miss Qian nodded repeatedly, reached out and took the thirteen rules of the palace from Cui Jun's hand. After reading them carefully, Miss Qian frowned and said, "What a broken rule."

Lao Chen and others smiled slightly, they all had the same idea.

Only Cui Jun waved his hand to tell them not to mess around, and then everyone lay down, put on their clothes and slept.

The beds in the wing room are all large beds with stone slabs and horizontal strips, which are enough to sleep a row of people. The three gentlemen squeezed together and made as much room as possible for Miss Qian.

Among them, Lao Chen was sitting in the corner, meditating.

Cui Jun leaned half against the wall and squinted his eyes. With his current soul power strength, it actually didn't matter whether he slept or not. He might as well absorb some moonlight.

Only the little fat guy slept peacefully, snoring, farting, grinding his teeth and talking in his sleep.

Miss Qian had no intention of sleeping, so she pulled out a pamphlet from somewhere and started writing about it.

Cui Jun looked over curiously and saw what was written above.

"Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Cui Jun shouted at the zombie, don't bully young people into poverty! The zombie laughed out loud, and its momentum increased again. It was so terrifying..."

Cui Jun frowned and said, "What are you writing?"

Ms. Qian said: "How was the scene where you fought the zombies? Did you feel like you were immersed in it?"

Cui Jun touched his nose and replied: "How about you extend my arms, first open the second gear, and move the giant gun. Then I retract my hands, the small universe explodes, and the turtle style qigong blasts him to death."

Miss Qian asked in confusion: "Is this how you fought? What is Turtle Style Qigong? Is it very strong?"

Cui Jun was speechless. Just as he was about to explain, crazy laughter came from outside.

"Hahahaha, Moon Moon, you are so beautiful!"

Hearing the sound, Cui Jun, Lao Chen, and Miss Qian immediately opened the door and walked out.

At a glance, he saw a man in the corridor frantically tearing his clothes apart. After tearing them all into pieces, he ran into the moonlight and started spinning around.

"crazy?"

"Possessed?"

Everyone's first reaction was that this man had hit a ghost.

Almost instantly, Cui Jun opened his yin and yang eyes, and Lao Chen took out his copper coins.

Many people immediately left the door. Someone seemed to know him and shouted to the man: "Old Li, what are you doing? It's not a shame, go back!"

"Why are you spinning your naked butt around, Lao Li, I'm talking to you."

Several people were about to step forward, but the man suddenly knelt down under the moonlight, and then suddenly thrust a hand into his chest.

Like a wild beast, he tore apart his own skin and flesh with both hands.

"I originally set my heart towards the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch."

The man looked at the whole place with a strange smile.

Immediately, he actually took out his own heart alive and held it up high, as if he was going to offer it to the moon.

The terrifying scene immediately caused countless screams, and Cui Jun felt a cold air rushing from the soles of his feet to the sky.

Immediately, Cui Jun also looked up at the moon.

The moonlight is beautiful and the moonlight is gentle.

Wait, why does the moon turn red?

Suddenly, Cui Jun slapped himself in the face and quickly lowered his head.
Chapter completed!