“Mr. Pei,” Zhou Rong, walking on the bluestone road, turned his head and asked with interest, "Which path do you think we should take?"

Pei Qian leaned on a cane given to him by the village chief. The wooden carvings on the cane were very delicate, and the handle was a rare money toad. He narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, "Since Mr. Zhou has already made a decision, why ask such a question?"

"This old man can't compare to you young people. The future world belongs to talented people like Mr. Zhou..."

"Cough, cough..." Jiang Cheng coughed loudly twice, then touched his throat, making people think that he should have a sore throat, and definitely not for any other reason.

Pei Qian simply couldn't be bothered with Jiang Cheng.

Then, the group walked to a place with a good view, from where they could see a small stream winding through the village.

The stream was clear, the water flowed gently, and various pebbles polished by the water were laid flat on the bottom of the stream. Occasionally, a few fish swam leisurely, which was very pleasant to watch.

Pei Qian leisurely surveyed the beautiful scenery in front of him, as if he had thrown the current crisis to the back of his mind.

Zhou Rong was the same, looking into the distance. Because of the backlight, the boundary between the mountain and the forest became increasingly blurred, and the distant landscape seemed to be connected in a line.

A dangerous escape game was weakened countless times at this moment, turning into a tacit tour.

Zhou Rong and Pei Qian were secretly competing, as if whoever behaved more calmly, more leisurely, and more indifferent at this moment was more likely to survive.

Pei Qian occasionally commented on the surrounding mountains and rivers, saying that in terms of the mountain range's trend, there must be a large tomb in the mountain. Even if it didn't belong to an emperor, it couldn't escape being the tomb of a general or minister.

Then he said that he had traveled to many places with his mentor and seen many great mountains and rivers, but there were very few that had better scenery than this.

Zhou Rong smiled slightly, "Then it seems that Mr. Pei has been to fewer places. This kind of scenery is nothing in the lands of Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan, and Shaanxi."

Pei Qian was not annoyed, and slowly placed his wooden cane against a tree, leaning against it. He stood on the slope, his silver hair occasionally fluttering in the breeze. "Young people look at feng shui to see the wind and water, but when I get to this age, I can't see the wind and water anymore. After entering my eyes, it all becomes character."

Pei Qian stood against the wind, with a kind of aloofness, the air of being the only one awake while everyone else is drunk.

Originally, the two just wanted to pass the time, and then wait until the sun was at its fullest to do serious business, but as they spoke, they unexpectedly became serious.

Just when the two were planning to use this landscape as a game to start a century-long argument, they were suddenly interrupted by a strange sound.

"Shua... shua..."

The two turned their heads and found that Jiang Cheng was standing by the clear stream with his back to them, leaning his waist forward and shaking it non-stop. After a few seconds, he shook it up and down again.

Zhou Rong and Pei Qian suddenly widened their eyes.

By the time Jiang Cheng pulled up his pants and walked to them, the two seemed to have not yet recovered from the shock.

Jiang Cheng looked at them, and then seemed to suddenly realize something. His pupils shrank, and he immediately lowered his body, looking around furtively, then whispered in a voice that only the three of them could hear, "Is someone going to fine us?"

...

When they left, the sun had risen to its highest point, and the sunlight felt warm on their bodies.

The three of them walked back with great understanding, and carefully chose a road that went around the village.

This way, they wouldn't run into Chen Xiaomeng and the others.

Of course, no one pointed it out.

Back in the familiar courtyard, the three went straight to the abandoned building.

At this moment, they could feel the strangeness of the building even more.

The three stood under the building, and even the warm sunshine no longer felt warm on their bodies, but a strange and eerie feeling.

Zhou Rong felt the hairs on his body stand on end.

Ben Fu, who died on the first night, disappeared near the building.

And yesterday evening, Jiang Zhongyi also met with misfortune after entering the building. His death was unspeakably horrible.

According to Pei Qian's recollection, the imposter villager who delivered the meal also mysteriously entered this building and never came out again.

At present, all the clues to the deaths pointed to this mysterious building.

They had been waiting before, waiting for the sun to be at its fullest at noon, before exploring this building.

Although it was a bit risky, the development of the matter had exceeded their ability to bear, and this mission was different from the previous ones, with no clear time limit.

This was an escape mission with no time limit.

But from another perspective, this also precisely illustrated the difficulty of this mission.

And... there were no newcomers in the mission.

This time, there might really be a possibility of total annihilation.

All of the above were forcing them to explore this building that must have a problem. They were already prepared to sacrifice one person.

As for who this person was, it depended on their abilities.

The reason for not choosing to cooperate with the three women was clear to everyone.

According to the clues currently available, the ghost's target seemed to be only focused on men. At the beginning, there were 5 men and 3 women, and now the number of men and women was the same.

Even Li Lu, who had a leg injury and had been left alone in the room, had not been threatened.

Therefore, asking the women to explore together would not dilute the risk, and they would also have to share the clues they had collected, which was too much.

Zhou Rong stared sternly at the window, which was very dark even in the daytime, and asked in a low voice, "Are you ready?"

"I am," Pei Qian nodded coldly.

"Mhm!" Jiang Cheng hummed.

Then, the three chose the window farthest from the one Jiang Zhongyi had climbed into yesterday evening. After using Pei Qian's cane to clear the broken wood at the window, the three climbed in one after another.

Zhou Rong's skills were unexpectedly good, and he made almost no sound when he landed.

Next was Pei Qian. After all, he was old, and his skills were not as agile as a young man's, but with Zhou Rong's help, he finally landed safely.

But when the two were preparing to receive Jiang Cheng, they found that Jiang Cheng was gone.

The two panicked instantly. Pei Qian, who was closest to the window, stretched his neck and looked out. After searching for a long time, he found Jiang Cheng crouching under the window outside, without making a sound.

"What are you doing?" Pei Qian said angrily, but he didn't dare to make too much noise, causing his old face to turn red.

Jiang Cheng remained silent.

It wasn't until more than ten seconds later that Jiang Cheng cautiously poked his head out and quickly glanced into the window. After realizing that everything was normal, he immediately stood up, dusted off the dust, and then climbed in with a very dashing movement.

After landing, he said to Zhou Rong and Pei Qian, who had unfriendly expressions, in a low voice without blushing or skipping a beat, "I was just afraid that the ghost would suddenly appear and cut off our retreat."