"It's so gloomy that there will never be any daylight; it's so cold that it's chilly to the bones."

This is a sentence Gu Xu read in an ancient book.

This sentence describes the "Ice Hell" in myths and legends - it is located in the second Yama Hall and is used to imprison those who hurt people's limbs in the world of the world, those who commit rape and murder, those who bully others with power, those who see gains and forget their kindness, and repay kindness with hatred.

Those who are cold-blooded and cruel, etc.

It is said that after the beings in this hell are frozen, they will have blisters on their bodies, and then the blisters will burst, pus and blood will appear, and then their bodies will deform and freeze and crack into several petals, just like a blooming lotus.

Therefore, this hell is also known as "Blistering Hell" and "Green Lotus Hell".

Although "Ice Hell" does not necessarily exist in reality.

But at this moment, when Gu Xu stood in the Lu family's old house, feeling the biting cold in the air, and seeing the deformed corpses on the ground, he couldn't help but think of this terrible hell.

"It's so cold." He whispered with chattering teeth.

In addition, there were pieces of snowflakes falling slowly in the dim sky, as white and light as swan feathers.

But when these snowflakes fell on the ground, they suddenly turned into scarlet blood and then disappeared.

At this time, I heard Chu Fengge next to me sneezing and said: "Press...according to my experience last time I came here, when the couplet 'Hell has no door' appeared, after a while,

, there should be a little girl who doesn’t know whether she is a human or a ghost appearing in the hall ahead.

"She would drop a mysterious note in front of us and then run away.

"I tried to catch up with her at first.

"But I went through dozens of rooms and couldn't find her anywhere.

"A quarter of an hour later, something terrible happened.

"Several huge monsters dressed as ghosts came towards me and wanted to tie me up with chains and tie me to icicles - their faces were obscured by the mist, making it difficult for me to see clearly.

"At that time, the true energy in my body seemed to be sealed by ice and could not be used at all. If I hadn't brought the 'Breaking Sky Bead'..."

Chu Fengge did not continue.

Because it would be too embarrassing to continue talking about it.

The dignified and dignified fifth-rank official of Qi was beaten until his nose was black and his face was swollen without even seeing clearly what the ghost looked like.

If this kind of thing is known to others, how can he raise his head and conduct himself in the future?

Gu Xu listened to his words silently and fell into deep thought.

In fact, ever since he heard Chu Fengge's words, "In that weird haunted house, wisdom is much more important than force", Gu Xu has regarded this haunted house as a copy of the puzzle-oriented game - otherwise, having

It is absolutely impossible for the chief executive, who has the ability to discern the secrets, to let him, a second-level war scumbag, solve this case.

In his opinion, the most critical information in Chu Fengge's words should be the mysterious little girl and the inexplicable note.

These are likely to be important clues to the secrets of the haunted house.

And Chu Fengge, as a vulgar and reckless man, obviously only thinks about "killing ghosts, killing ghosts, killing ghosts".

If we use a game as an analogy - the little girl is most likely a plot NPC, but she is treated as a monster by Chu Fengge and chased all the way. The result is "Game Over" in the end.

Just as Gu Xu was concentrating on his thoughts, a thin figure appeared in the hall in front of him.

That was a little girl of six or seven years old.

He was wearing a plain shirt and his complexion was pale.

Her messy black hair covered most of her face, making it difficult to see her face clearly.

She stepped barefoot on the snow-covered ground and walked towards Gu Xu and Chu Fengge with brisk steps, seemingly not feeling the cold at all.

"That's her!" Chu Fengge pointed at the little girl and shouted.

Just like Chu Fengge's description, the little girl casually dropped a piece of paper in front of them, then turned around and left. She quickly disappeared from their sight like a ghost, and she was never seen again.

Gu Xu bent down, picked up the piece of paper from the ground, and found that it turned out to be a piece of exquisitely crafted flower paper.

On its front, there are several blooming flowers painted on it, and next to it are written several elegant and graceful hairpin flowers in small regular script -

"Invitation Letter from Baihua Poetry Society".

On the back of it, there is a seven-character poem written as follows:

"The rain falls on the deserted grave at night through the south window, and the courtyard is deserted and dark with vegetation.

"The old friends in the shadows are all false, but the paintings on the wall tell the story of this life."

"I hate this kind of rotten scholar who doesn't speak human words the most in my life!" Chu Fengge glanced sideways at the flower note and said coldly, "It's clearly an invitation letter, but it doesn't include the time.

If you don’t write an address, how are we going to get there?”

Gu Xu did not answer immediately.

At this time, he remembered that the information mentioned that the Lu family in Qingzhou did indeed establish a "Baihua Poetry Club" in history, and the president was Mrs. Lu, the matriarch of the Lu family.

The participants back then included not only the wives and young ladies of the Lu family, but also guests from other aristocratic families.

However, this "Hundred Flowers Poetry Society" only held one session, and the Qingzhou Lu family was exterminated.

But at this moment, Gu Xu and Chu Fengge received an invitation letter from the "Hundred Flowers Poetry Society"... Obviously, the person holding this event cannot be a living person.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to write such a desolate poem on the invitation.

"To be honest, I don't like the Riddler either," Gu Xu smiled and responded, "But according to the style of the Lu family, maybe they think that people who can't understand the meaning of this poem are not worthy of joining their poetry club.

"

Gu Xu boldly guessed that this "Hundred Flowers Poetry Club" should be the glimmer of hope left for outside intruders in the Lu family's haunted house.

If he could successfully brush up the favorability of the dead souls of the Lu family in the "Hundred Flowers Poetry Club", he might be able to get some clues about the "Frost Erosion" curse and the "Jinghong Pen".

However, if you cannot reach the place where the poetry club is held within a quarter of an hour, you will be attacked by ghosts as Chu Fengge said.

"Then can you understand?" Chu Fengge looked at Gu Xu with squinted eyes.

Gu Xu smiled faintly and replied: "Master Chu, the answer to the mystery is actually very simple. When you entered the gate just now, you should have noticed a mural on the screen wall, right?"

Chu Fengge hesitated for a second and nodded.

"Then do you still remember what's on the mural?"

Chu Fengge thought for a while and shook his head.

He has always been a careless person and rarely pays attention to these details.

"That is a picture of dignitaries drinking and having fun in a garden," Gu Xu continued. "According to the phrase 'pictures on the wall' in the poem, what is painted on the mural should be the 'Hundred Flowers Poetry Society'."

"This seems a bit far-fetched..." Chu Fengge frowned, "According to your statement, the location of the poetry club may be at the south window, or next to the tomb..."

"No, it's not far-fetched at all," Gu Xu said, "You may not have noticed that the poem on the flower note is actually an acrostic poem - the address of the poetry club has already been clearly written on our
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