Su Yan heard the sound and said slowly: "What do you think?"

"Could it be that... you are also a member of the Yin Yang Union and are here to save me?"

At this point, the voice in the ancient coffin became a little excited.

Listen to what the voice in the ancient coffin says.

Su Yan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, feeling quite surprised.

People from Yin Yang Union?

Is the owner of this ancient house still related to the Yin Yang Union?

Things seem to be getting complicated...

...

In the living room.

Sister Zhou was telling the owner of the old house about her previous hunting experience as a way to pay for her stay in the old house.

This is the rule for entering an ancient house to rest, and it was set by the owner of the ancient house himself.

Because he wanted to remember his younger self by listening to other people's hunting experiences.

"I still remember one year when I faced a rare feline creature alone..."

Sister Zhou talked endlessly about her dangerous hunting experiences in the past, and from time to time she was surprised when she was in the situation, just like a storyteller.

But the owner of the ancient house sitting next to him didn't look very interested.

He just looked at the door of the house without saying a word, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

"Mr. Hao, how do you feel after hearing about my experience this time? Does it remind you of the hunting days of your youth?"

After finishing talking about her hunting experience, Sister Zhou looked at the owner of the ancient house sitting opposite with some expectancy and asked, wanting to know his thoughts.

"Yes, Not Bad."

The owner of the ancient house said perfunctorily.

Then he said a little strangely:

"It's been so long, why hasn't your friend finished using the bathroom?"

"Maybe he has diarrhea. His digestive system has never been very good."

Sister Zhou casually found a reason to explain.

At the same time, I was thinking in my mind.

What on earth did this guy Su Yan do?

Why hasn't it come out for so long?

You won't fall into a trap, right?

Or......

Did that guy sneak around and find the half-step epic femininity by himself?

Judging from his character.

I'm afraid this is most likely the case.

Think of this.

Sister Zhou was determined to buy time for Su Yan, so she continued to chat with the owner of the ancient house.

"By the way, Mr. Hao, what is the name of your eldest child?"

"You happened to be coughing when I mentioned it earlier, which made me quite curious, haha."

Sister Zhou said with an embarrassed smile.

She had just been chatting with Mr. Hao about her hunting experience, but found that the other party seemed not very interested in it, so she wanted to change the topic.

The owner of the ancient house glanced at Sister Zhou and was not in a hurry to answer this question.

Instead, he picked up the tea cup in front of him, took a small sip of tea, and moistened his throat slightly.

Then he looked straight at Sister Zhou and said, "My eldest child's name is Hao Xiao. He is called Haoxiao. He is a good child."

After hearing this, Sister Zhou nodded and praised politely: "Hao Xiao, that's a nice name. He must be a filial child."

"Yes, he is a filial child."

The owner of the ancient house smiled and said.

Then he stood up from the chair and walked towards Sister Zhou.

There is still a faint smile on the old face, which gives people the feeling that he is smiling but not smiling, which is very permeable.

"Mr. Hao, what are you doing?"

Seeing the owner of the ancient house suddenly walking towards her, Sister Zhou suddenly felt a little uneasy.

The owner of the old house continued to smile and said: "I'm addicted to smoking. Go get a pipe from the cabinet behind you and smoke to relax."

"Mr. Hao, how about I help you get it?"

"No need, I'll just walk there in two steps, so I won't bother you."

As he said this, the expression on the face of the owner of the ancient house became increasingly stiff, as if he could not control his facial muscles well.

Facing such an unusual owner of an ancient house, Sister Zhou was completely frightened.

He immediately took out a strange doll from behind and prepared for the worst.

And just when the owner of the ancient house was about to pass by her, the window next to the dining table suddenly moved.

Just hear a crunching sound!

The next moment, the closed glass on the window suddenly opened.

Next!

A mini-doll that looked only as big as a palm suddenly appeared outside the window.

Under the direct gaze of the two people, he climbed in from the window stiffly.

Sister Zhou looked at the doll with a wary face, and the strange doll in her hand was ready to go.

Fortunately, the doll, whose body was covered with bright red liquid, ignored her.

Instead, he stood on the window sill and turned his huge head towards Mr. Hao.

Then there was a hissing sound, and a bloody mouth that didn't match its mini body opened.

The voice was sharp and said:

"Mr. Hao, we have arrived and are sitting in the pavilion of the lotus pond."

Finished.

This weird mini-doll suddenly fell from the window edge in a lying position.

soon.

With a thud, the doll fell heavily to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, his limbs twisted and disappeared into the night like a strange species.

"Crunch!"

Just when Sister Zhou was still staring out the window with a wary expression, a long and deep sound of opening the door suddenly sounded from behind her.

She thought something had come in, and immediately looked back.

Immediately after entering the goal, there was an empty rear and a half-open door.

The owner of the ancient house has disappeared.

The creaking sound just now was the sound of the door opening as he left the ancient house.

Sister Zhou hesitated for a moment, then finally left her seat and followed quietly out.

She wanted to know who came to find the owner of the ancient house in the middle of the night.

Judging from that weird doll, he must not be a serious person.

After walking out of the house.

Sister Zhou blocked the biological aura emanating from her body, took advantage of the night and plunged into a bush, choosing to take a long way to get closer to the lotus pond.

About two minutes passed.

Sister Zhou kept walking and sneaking for hundreds of meters, and finally approached the lotus pond covertly.

Taking advantage of the faint moonlight, she squinted her eyes slightly to focus her field of vision, and could barely make out the people in the lotus pond.

Including the owner of the ancient house, there were a total of five people in the lotus pond.

At first glance, they are all men.
To be continued...