In the bedroom, Tang Yao opened the wardrobe, pointed to the upper compartment and said to Yan Ru: "The clothes are placed there. I can't reach them. You can take them yourself."

"Well, thank you."

After Yan Ru chose the clothes, she seemed to have thought of something and felt a little embarrassed: "I smell too bad. The sweat and blood stains have dried and feel sticky. I'd better take a shower before changing."

"That's okay. We have taken off the mirror in the bathroom, so you can use it with confidence. For safety reasons, don't put too much water in it."

Tang Yao thoughtfully opened the bathroom door for the other party and told the other party that she was waiting outside.

Yan Ru smiled gratefully at her, took off her dirty coat and put it on the chair, then walked into the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water came from inside.

Tang Yao opened the bedroom curtains, unconsciously took out her mobile phone, and opened Ling Yun's chat window.

A few minutes ago, the other party just sent a message saying that he had arrived at the villa.

Just when she was hesitating to call Ling Yun and ask how he was doing, Yan Ru's coat suddenly slipped off the chair.

Tang Yao stepped forward and picked up the dirty clothes, and happened to find a rose gold ring falling on the floor.

The style of the ring looks very simple, with three diamonds inlaid on it, and an English name seems to be engraved on the inner wall.

The ring fell out of Yan Ru's coat pocket. Just when Tang Yao was about to put it back, Yan Ru's voice came from the bathroom:

"Excuse me, could you please get me a towel?"

"Okay!" Tang Yao didn't think much. She put her coat and mobile phone on the bed, then turned to the closet to find a towel and entered the bathroom.

And shortly after she left, the phone screen suddenly lit up, and the caller on it was none other than Ling Yun.

Tang Yao didn't answer her call.

An ominous premonition came to mind, and Ling Yun dialed Lin Yuanqi's number again.

Fortunately, the other party answered the call quickly, and Lin Yuanqi told him that not long ago, Tang Yao took Yan Ru upstairs.

"Is there something wrong with her?"

Lin Yuanqi's reaction was very quick. Hearing that Ling Yun asked for information about the other party as soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately guessed that something was wrong.

Ling Yun immediately told the other party that he had just met another Yan Ru. Lin Yuanqi frowned and lowered his voice: "But I tested it with props and found that she is not possessed by the devil."

"At the moment, I'm not sure what happened to the Yan Ru I saw just now. You go upstairs to find Tang Yao first to ensure her safety. Also, don't expose any flaws."

"Well, don't worry."

Lin Yuanqi took his mobile phone and quietly went upstairs. After arriving at the bedroom door, he knocked on the door. Soon, Tang Yao and Yan Ru, who had put on clean clothes, walked out.

"What's wrong?"

On the other end of the phone, Tang Yao's voice sounded normal. Lin Yuanqi smiled, said he wanted to go to the bathroom, and told the two of them to go back to the living room and keep an eye on Pan Rong.

Yan Ru wiped her hair and walked downstairs with Tang Yao.

Watching the two of them leave, Lin Yuanqi turned around and walked into the room, locked the door, and said to Ling Yun in a low voice: "Nothing happens for now, don't worry, I will keep an eye on her, so be careful with everything."

"good."

After confirming that his companion was safe, Ling Yun hung up the phone and then opened the door in front of him.

The living room was dark, and the second floor was silent at the moment. You could even hear the sound of the second hand moving clearly.

Ling Yun walked through the entrance hall, his shoes stepping on the soft carpet without making any sound.

According to Yan Ru's description, Ling Yun found the location of the basement. The moment he touched the door, he felt a chill that invaded his bone marrow; at the same time, the sage in his hand also burned.

Preliminary judgment showed that what the prop detected was only the remaining breath of the devil. The basement was empty and there was no sign of Wilson.

There was a large amount of blood stains on the steps. The scene in front of her was exactly the same as what Yan Ru described. She was indeed attacked here.

There was a pair of broken shackles scattered in the corner. Wilson seemed to have broken free from the restraints and escaped from the basement.

The phone lit up again, and it was a message from Lin Yuanqi.

He told Ling Yun that he had repeatedly confirmed the other party's identity and there was nothing strange about Yan Ru.

He had hinted to Tang Yao that there was a problem with the other party, and now the two of them were on guard. However, due to the fact that Pan Rong was still in the villa, they did not dare to act rashly for the time being. They could only stabilize the situation first and wait for Ling Yun's response.

Ling Yun put away his cell phone. At this moment, he suddenly heard a moderate friction sound above his head, as if something was being dragged on the floor.

The basement is directly under the stairs, which means the sound is coming from the second floor.

Ling Yun concentrated his thoughts, and his figure flashed, teleporting directly to the stairs.

In the darkness, he suddenly felt a creeping chill spreading from upstairs, crawling over his body like a reptile, which was extremely creepy.

Where the flashlight illuminated, a woman covered in blood closed her eyes tightly and was dragged into the room at the corner of the stairs with a whoosh. And she was the other Yan Ru whom Ling Yun had seen just now.

Even though it was only for a moment, Ling Yun's sight still caught a pair of pale, withered hands covered with veins appearing on Yan Ru's calves.

The atmosphere on the second floor was completely different from the one in the basement. After his brain was working rapidly, he realized something was wrong. Ling Yun immediately took out the compass from his backpack.

As he stepped up the steps to the second floor, he noticed that the compass needle began to swing wildly from side to side, and soon it was pointing to the closed door just now.

It was completely different from the previous attack he encountered in the attic of Wollaston's house. What appeared on the second floor now was not a demon, but a wraith.

At the same time as his hand touched the doorknob, there was a loud "bang" sound in the room.

Along with the sound of something collapsing, the originally closed door suddenly opened. In the darkness, Ling Yun felt something coming towards him.

He threw a spirit-expelling talisman with his backhand, subconsciously turned his head to the side, and ducked into the house.

There was a sharp stinging pain on his cheek. If he hadn't dodged in time, half of his head would have been chopped off.

Blood slowly flowed along the wound to his chin. Ling Yun stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face. The spell burned, and with the faint light of the fire, he could clearly see the scene inside the room.

At this moment, Yan Ru had lost consciousness. She closed her eyes tightly, tilted her head half way, her arms and legs were entangled with a piece of black hair, and her whole body was suspended in the air; and those hairs seemed to be alive with poisonous snakes, along the

Yan Ru's limbs slid slowly.

Looking in the direction of his hair, Ling Yun found a ghost figure wearing a red wedding dress crawling on the ceiling.

The woman stretched her arms and legs like a spider. Her long hair was spread out, her face was smeared with makeup, and her lips were as red as blood.

However, Ling Yun discovered that this woman was not a ghost herself, but rather a combination of Zhao Sicheng's blood curse and Hubert's puppetry. She was just a paper figurine possessed by resentment.

The next second, Ling Yun's guess was indeed verified: the paper man let out a weird laugh. Then, Yan Ru, who had lost consciousness, suddenly raised her limp arm, and silver threads came out from her palm, heading straight towards Ling Yun.

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It was not the paper man who attacked him just now, but Yan Ru's strangulation technique. And what he saw before was also a trap set by this puppet to control the other party.

Ling Yun teleported and avoided the attack. At the same time, he finally confirmed that Yan Ru in front of him was the real player!

The puppet placed here has nothing to do with the mission itself. The puppet is an ability from a certain player.

To be able to hide his identity without being detected by the props and hide his identity as Yan Ru, that player must have used a shape-shifting ability.

Looking at the entire space, there is only one person who can use multiple abilities at once, and that is Zhu Qingrong.

All the events that had happened before kept flashing through his mind. Ling Yun's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he immediately teleported behind the puppet, grabbed its head with one hand, and affixed the exorcism talisman on it.

What was attached to the puppet's body was just a low-level ghost. A high-pitched scream came from the puppet's throat, and then gurgling blood continued to pour out along its facial features.

The moment the spell was ignited, the paper man immediately turned into ashes, and Yan Ru, who was in mid-air, fell to the ground.

"Captain...killed...everyone..."

After regaining consciousness, Yan Ru opened her eyes and said intermittently to Ling Yun: "He deceived me by pretending to be Wilson...and then made a sneak attack..."

Yan Ru struggled with her throat and described what happened last night to Ling Yun.

"It turns out that the person who really wanted to make a deal with him by sacrificing a demon was Zhu Qingrong... Oops?!"
Chapter completed!