The cold air ran up my spine.

Goosebumps appeared one after another.

Fugui stared.

He looked at the old woman who was so close that she was almost pressed against him.

He opened his mouth wide and his whole body trembled unconsciously.

When did this old woman come here?

Fugui didn't even hear any movement.

Looking at the old face like withered tree bark, Fugui swallowed and said with a trembling voice.

"Mother-in-law, are you okay?"

The old woman didn't reply.

His cloudy eyes stared at wealth.

His expression was indescribably weird.

It was as if what she was looking at was not a living person, but a piece of food on a plate...

Delicious delicacies.

Fugui also realized this.

I wanted to run away quickly, but my feet seemed to be rooted in place.

Panic and fear.

Almost swallowing him whole.

Just when Fugui was about to faint, red spiritual power quietly emerged, and a burst of warmth wrapped around his fingertips, dispelling the panic in his heart.

Immediately afterwards.

Another deep voice sounded.

"Sorry, we went the wrong way."

Shen Yan took a step forward and stood in front of Fugui.

His eyes swept over the group of panicked monks crowded in the corner of the lobby, and he whispered to the old woman:

"We are rude. Please don't blame me, mother-in-law."

He still had a smile on his lips.

There was no trace of timidity on his face.

The old woman looked at Shen Yan for a while, her cracked and blackened lips trembled slightly, and she uttered a hoarse and unpleasant voice.

"key."

Palms like dry branches slowly spread out in front of Shen Yan.

A bunch of old brass keys are revealed.

Shen Yan took it naturally and thanked the old woman with a smile.

"Excuse me, mother-in-law."

His expression was too bland.

What he seemed to be facing was not a weird old woman.

Rather, they are just ordinary, ordinary people.

The old woman nodded slowly, turned around again, and left the lobby with extremely slow and procrastinating steps.

Wait until she disappears.

Fugui finally let out a long breath.

Just a little bit.

He was about to suffocate himself to death.

"This place is too weird!" Fugui patted his chest and finally regained his composure. He quickly turned his admiring eyes to Shen Yan and said, "Shen Yan, aren't you afraid?"

He really doesn't understand.

Those monks who have a higher level of cultivation than Shen Yan.

All of them were hiding in corners, not even daring to come out.

Only Shen Yan.

Not only is there no fear at all.

He was also able to save him from the old woman.

Not only rich people are curious.

Even Yingqian, who was hiding in his sleeves, twitched his ears.

"Why be afraid?"

Shen Yan shook his head, took the brass key, and stepped onto the stairs to the second floor.

The wooden staircase has lasted for many years.

Didn't take a step forward.

There will be a "squeaking" sound that makes people's teeth hurt.

All the hairs on Fugui's body stood up.

After taking a look at the monks, he still followed Shen Yan.

"They're gone."

"Should we follow?"

"That old woman is too weird. Couldn't she be a ghost?"

"When did she come downstairs just now? I didn't even notice it!"

The monks looked at each other.

They are all a little undecided.

Long Xiaochen had a cold expression on his face, feeling unhappy at the thought of being robbed of the limelight by Shen Yan just now.

He just couldn't react for the moment.

But I’m not afraid of that old woman!

"Look at how useless you are. You're just an old woman. You can kill her with just one sword. She's really worth all this nonsense!"

Long Xiaochen flicked his sleeves, strode forward, looked around, and had a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"If you really had the ability, why would you pretend to be a ghost? You would have taken action long ago."

Stay in this sentence.

He also moved towards the second floor.

The other monks hesitated for a moment and then followed.

There is still some light in the lobby.

The second floor was dark.

The corridor is narrow.

Although there are many rooms, they are not enough for these people to live alone.

When Yu Qingling saw Shen Yan, her eyes suddenly lit up. But just as she was about to step forward, she remembered what he had just rejected.

She immediately pouted.

Standing there, looking at Shen Yan with his peripheral vision, waiting for him to come over and coax him.

Yu Qingling had already thought about it.

As long as Shen Yan apologizes to her and says a few nice words, she will forgive him this time and rest in the same room with him tonight.

The thought of spending an entire evening with Shen Yan.

The corners of Yu Qingling's lips couldn't stop rising.

But she waited for a long time.

Even my chin felt a little sore.

Shen Yan didn't come to coax her either.

After half of the key was divided, Shen Yan's eyes finally moved in the direction of Yu Qingling.

She didn't have time to rejoice yet.
To be continued...