Live Fortune Telling, Offline Ghost Hunting

There is no wind in the basement.

Suddenly a strange gust of wind blew, causing the photo of Zhuo Meng that Yun Duo mistakenly took to turn into pitch-black photo paper, as if nothing had been captured.

The three of them were surprised, because they all saw the photo just now, and it clearly showed Zhuo Meng's face.

Li Xingyu on the side explained that the camera was very old and the photo paper inside might have expired, so the image could not be preserved after taking the picture.

Yun Duo thought for a while, and took another photo of Xiaobei and himself. The photo was quickly developed, and the expressions of the two people remained clearly in the photo. After a few minutes, it turned into black again. Paper, like the photo paper hanging on the wall.

This coincides with Li Xingyu's explanation. The photo paper on the wall used to be photos. Because the photo paper expired, it faded to pure black, leaving nothing behind.

Zhuo Meng said that things here are a bit strange and they should stop moving. Xiaobei agreed and the three of them left the room together.

Li Xingyu, who was left alone, felt it was a pity that he had taken a few good photos just now, but he didn't leave anything behind. He took the blackened pieces of photo paper and looked at the light again and again, but still couldn't. Find the reason.

Out of his love for photography, Li Xingyu wanted to study it, especially old-fashioned film photography. He had never been exposed to it, so he put a few pieces of photographic paper into his bag. Before going out, he looked at it. The camera on the table was quietly put into the bag when no one was around.

Just borrowing it, I'll give it back.

At this time, Gao Haifan was sitting on a chair on the rooftop of the villa, quietly sipping wine. The dark forest in front of him looked like a dark abyss.

Ye Xuan stood on the edge of the rooftop, her long skirt swaying gently in the evening breeze. The corners of her skirt were lifted up, showing off her long snow-white legs. Her black hair exuded bursts of black energy, making her look particularly enchanting in the dark night.

"The evil energy is stable and flows freely. You are comprehending faster and faster. You are worthy of being a person with a full Yin destiny. You are a natural ghost master."

Ye Xuan smiled coldly, "I raise ghosts myself, can I be called a ghost raiser?"

"There is your mother's ghost in your body. No one can control her, and no one can control you. You are a free body. You have pioneered the practice of cultivating ghosts and become possessed by demons."

"Gao Haifan, I have no interest in men like you, so there is no need to be attentive to me."

"Goddess Ye's bewitching beauty is a disaster, how can I have the right to fantasize about her?"

Ye Xuan asked: "Is everything going well in the building?"

"Everything is going according to plan."

"Is your plan too bold? By bringing Tang Xiaobei and the three of them into the villa, aren't you taking the initiative to provoke Luo Chen?"

Gao Haifan smiled and drank half a glass of wine. "Since he appears in the university town, he will get in our way sooner or later. It's better to meet him sooner."

"Confidence and narcissism. Neither of us was Luo Chen's opponent that night last time. Where did you get the confidence to deal with him? I've said it before. Now you should avoid his sharp edges and keep a low profile."

"Neither you nor I were complete last time."

"How do you know that Luo Chen is in a complete state?"

Ye Xuan's words reminded Gao Haifan that there was a bigger mystery at the moment, which was the origin of Luo Chen.

Since noticing this ghost exorcist, Gao Haifan has investigated Luo Chen's background, and it can be said that it is very fake.

Luo Chen was born in the remote and poor Qinghe Village. He and his grandfather depended on each other for life. He was just an honest boy. Apart from being poor, he was almost ordinary in life. He had no possibility of becoming a teacher and learning skills, let alone becoming a genjutsu master. Being a master requires innate understanding and guidance from famous teachers. This is completely different from Luo Chen now, so Gao Haifan thinks this information is fake. Is someone covering Luo Chen and making up a false identity?

At this time, a waiter walked to the rooftop and said, "Someone found the white rose."

"So fast?"

Ye Xuan sarcastically said: "Be your male god."

Gao Haifan put down his wine glass and walked to the stairs, "Who found the rose?"

"A girl named Tang Xiaobei."

"Um?"

A complicated look flashed in Gao Haifan's eyes.

In the hall on the first floor, Xiaobei was holding a painting in her hand. Yunduo and Zhuo Meng were a little worried, "Do you really want to have dinner with Gao Haifan?"

"Do you want him to continue this game? Something is clearly wrong in this villa. Look at the people on the first floor."

When the game started, many people were still interested in it and went to play in various rooms in twos and threes. But now many people came back and kept drinking in the hall, seemingly frightened.

The three of Xiaobei had just gone to another room in the basement, where various musical instruments were placed. They accidentally saw a painting of white roses on the wall. The painting was covered by curtains and looked inconspicuous, but Xiaobei I feel that this is the answer to the game. A game shouldn't be so boring. The so-called white rose must not be a real flower, but hidden in this painting.

So Xiaobei brought the painting to the first floor, and the waiter confirmed that this was indeed the answer.

Of course she could give the painting to another girl to end the game, but Xiaobei was worried about what Gao Haifan would do, so she might as well face it herself.

After a while, Gao Haifan walked downstairs and saw Xiaobei's delicate face, his eyes flashed with surprise.

"My goddess Xiaobei, you didn't dress up tonight, but you are more beautiful than others."

"It's game over."

"Yes, I will inform everyone so there is no need to look for it."

"Just skip the meal. I just want to end the game."

Gao Haifan was not surprised, "The game is over, but...it's rare to get together in a villa. I think many people are not in a hurry to leave."

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Are you wronging me? I kindly paid to rent this place just to bring some happiness to my classmates during the holidays." Gao Haifan waved his hand and looked around the men and women in the hall, smiling proudly, "You think they don't want to indulge in alcohol? alone?"

Xiaobei approached him and said coldly: "This is not an ordinary villa. There is a supernatural being here. Are you planning something harmful?"

"Supernatural? Everyone can see it, but has anyone given me any advice? They might be more excited and curious. Do you know why college students always commit suicide in movies? Because people of this age are... The most emptied and idle group of people like to commit suicide to find excitement for themselves."

Upstairs, there were screams from several girls, and then there was a burst of laughter. The people who had just been frightened actually went back upstairs to continue playing.

Some people were scared, but seemed to enjoy it.

Xiaobei then realized that the sense of crisis among the three of them seemed unsociable and boring to others.

"You want to end the game, but they won't agree."