"This sword...is heavier than I thought." Pan Du picked up the peach wood sword that had fallen beside the Taoist priest.

To his surprise, although the sword was made of wood, it was no lighter than an iron sword. The surface had a coating of glaze or something else.

And the sharpness was exaggerated. He lightly rubbed the blade with his thumb and immediately cut himself, even drawing a little blood.

"So sharp?" Pan Du said, surprised.

Several words were engraved on the hilt, but they were already blurred.

Before everyone could continue to investigate, they heard strange footsteps outside the door, and then a figure appeared.

"Leave after you've seen enough. This is the Feng family's forbidden area, and outsiders are never allowed to set foot here." Old Liu said with a gloomy face, as if everyone owed him money.

It seemed that this time, a special exception had been made because they were investigating a case.

Seeing Old Liu's unkind expression, Pan Du quietly put down the peach wood sword.

His attention was focused on the suddenly appearing Old Liu, and he didn't realize that a drop of blood flowed from the wound, landing squarely on the straw doll he had discarded earlier.

"Is it okay to just leave the body here?" Jiang Cheng asked, looking at Old Liu.

"Someone will take care of it," Old Liu replied, then turned and walked out. "Let's go, I'll take you back to your rooms."

Linghu Yong pressed, "It's still early, we can still walk around here. We were sent by Bureau Chief Qiao to investigate the case. If Bureau Chief Qiao finds out we're being lazy, we'll be punished."

Bringing up Bureau Chief Qiao was both a shield and a test, after all, everyone could clearly perceive the strangeness in this Feng residence.

This was the intuition gained after experiencing many supernatural events. The current Feng residence felt like an iceberg hidden deep underwater.

What was currently exposed was just the tip of the iceberg.

And the faint shadows emerging under the water were the most deadly.

Hearing this, Old Liu turned around and stared at Linghu Yong with his one eye. After a long while, he said, "This is the Feng manor. Now that you're here, you have to follow our rules."

"This is the first time, and I won't repeat it," Old Liu said in an unusually cold voice. "Don't think just because Bureau Chief Qiao sent you that you can do whatever you want. Even if Bureau Chief Qiao himself came, it would be the same."

"Rules are rules, and no one can break them!"

Linghu Yong's aura was completely suppressed by Old Liu, and he even lost out in the eye contact, but then a voice sounded in his ear.

"Rules are dead, people are alive," Jiang Cheng said slowly. "People are dying left and right, and you're still clinging to broken rules, do you think there aren't enough dead people already?"

"Also, who gave you the right to talk to the people investigating the case like that?"

"As a servant of the Feng family, instead of helping your master solve their problems, you're interfering with the people who came to help. Do you want the Feng family to turn danger into safety, or do you want them all to die?"

Each sentence Jiang Cheng said was more forceful than the last. At first, his tone was calm, but later, it was all scolding, not giving Old Liu any face at all.

"Letting us come here was arranged by the Feng family's master and Bureau Chief Qiao. When did it become your place as a servant to point fingers?"

"That's right!" Fatty seemed to have been putting up with Old Liu for a long time as well. Seeing Doctor Jiang firing, he immediately followed up, "If you don't want us here, go tell Bureau Chief Qiao and have him send us back. Do you think we want to be involved in this mess?"

Seeing Jiang Cheng and the others getting louder and louder, Old Liu, who had been so aggressive, softened his tone. "You misunderstood, I'm doing this for your own good."

"The weather is bad today, and it's estimated that it will rain later. I want you to go back and rest early." Old Liu said mysteriously, "When the weather is bad, it's easy to be entangled by those things."

"Stop talking in riddles, what things?" Huai Yi asked.

Old Liu showed a strange look, then gestured with his one eye at the body on the ground. "I don't know, but you saw the Taoist priest's face, do I need to say more?"

From the moment they entered the Feng residence until now, they had only seen Old Liu as a living person, and everyone didn't want to have too stiff of a relationship with him.

After all, he was the only clue figure in the Feng residence that everyone could currently contact, and his importance was self-evident.

Everyone's intention was only to knock him down a peg, otherwise, his constant interference would make their next actions difficult.

Moreover, after the test, this Old Liu wasn't as tough as they had imagined.

As if to corroborate what Old Liu said, a thunderclap was heard not long after.

Sure enough, it was going to rain.

The sky darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Staying at the scene where ghosts had just killed people was obviously not a wise choice, and everyone followed Old Liu out.

But no one noticed that just as they turned around and walked out, the straw doll that had been dripped on by Pan Du's blood suddenly moved.

And the bronze mirror was facing the angle at which everyone was leaving.

In the bronze mirror, everyone's figures gradually receded, one, two...

Including Old Liu, there were a total of 13 people.

A patch on the mirror seemed to be fogged up, causing one of the figures to become very blurry.

The figure was close to Pan Du's back, walking very stiffly, with half of his body moving with each step, like a scarecrow.

......

Perhaps Jiang Cheng's previous words had an effect, Old Liu's tone was much better when he spoke to them again, and he no longer had the arrogant look he had at the beginning.

"Everyone." After sending everyone back to their rooms, Old Liu seemed worried and said, "No matter what happens at night, try not to go out."

"If you have any urgent matters, you can do them during the day, and you can investigate the case during the day too."

Regarding this, Jiang Cheng and the others had no objections. In supernatural events, not going out easily at night was almost an iron rule.

This was especially true for those who had just entered a copy and hadn't yet figured out the clues.

After all, clues could be found slowly, but there was only one life.

After everyone watched Old Liu disappear at the end of the corridor, they closed the door, sat together, and discussed their views.

"What does everyone think?" Zhao Xingguo raised his head and said steadily, "Let's all talk about it."

Chen Qiang was the first to speak. He rubbed his collar with one hand, apparently a habit he had when thinking. "From what we've seen so far, the victims are all members of the Feng family and helpers hired by the Feng family."

"So this supernatural event should be revenge killing, the target is very clear, it's aimed at the Feng family, wanting to exterminate the Feng family."

Revenge killing was very common in supernatural events. Jiang Cheng and the others had encountered it several times, such as in the Ghost School event, Little Stone Gully Village, and the Song Dynasty copy.

"But who does the Feng family have such a big grudge with?"

As soon as this question came out, everyone immediately thought of the ghost train full of ghosts—the Mayflower.