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The face suddenly exposed through the crack of the door was old and tired, with gray hair and a beard hanging down to his chest, fluttering in the wind.

The eyelids are drooping, half covering the cloudy eyeballs inside, looking haggard and gloomy, and it doesn't look like a living person when you just stare at people like this.

The few people outside the door were so frightened that they almost flew out of their wits, and they hugged into a ball at some point.

Only Lou Jinhuan on the steps and Du Lin at the back were still standing.

【Ah, mom, I was drinking water, I was so scared that I sprayed it, my computer! 】

[Stop talking, my hands were shaking when I posted the barrage]

【Who is this old man?Why doesn't he talk ah ah ah ah ah! 】

001 was also trembling with fright, 【Host, are you really not afraid at all?Turn around if you're scared, right? 】

Lou Jinhuan: [Are you afraid? 】

【Yeah, I'm afraid! ] 001 chattered for a while, Lou Jinhuan reluctantly took a step back to distance himself from the old man.

The old man's numb eyes swept over her, and finally he said, "Who pushed the door just now?"

Everyone immediately fell silent like chickens being strangled.

They turned their heads to look at Qi Xuelu. Qi Xuelu gritted his teeth and cursed these people for being unkind, and tried to shrink behind Nan Jiahao. Nan Jiahao was still a bit masculine at this time. He gritted his teeth and tried to embolden himself, "You can't push door? Who are you?"

The old man didn't answer right away, his cloudy eyes swept over several people one by one, and finally he smiled inexplicably, "I'm from the program team, and I've been waiting here for you all the time."

Hearing that he was from the program team, Nan Jiahao immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Since you are from the program team, why didn't you make a sound when you knocked on the door before, and intentionally scare us?"

"That's right, sister Lou knocked on the door twice, didn't you hear it?"

Zheng Siqiao pressed her heart, her tone was very unhappy.

Zhou Yecheng looked around, "Have you started filming yet? Didn't see the camera."

"In order to make your performance more real, we use hidden cameras, which you can't find, but since you went to the island, you have been within the range of the camera, and your every move is watched by the audience. "

The old man pushed open the door and stood behind the threshold with a smile and said, "You must be careful in your words and deeds."

As soon as these words came out, Qi Xuelu's face turned red and white, white and red again, her reaction in the camera must be stupid.

In contrast, Lou Jinhuan is so calm, it must look good in the camera.

She bit her lower lip, came out from behind Nan Jiahao, looked at Lou Jinhuan, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "Huanhuan, did you already know? Why aren't you afraid at all?"

"Do you need a reason for not being afraid? I'm just not afraid." Lou Jinhuan said calmly, without any dissatisfaction.

Qi Xuelu was at a loss for words, turned his head and looked away, "...Then you are really good, we will rely on you to pass the test this time."

"Come in first."

The old man pushed open the door, and everyone noticed that he was holding a lantern in his hand. The skin of the lantern was faded, red or white, and the candle flames dangled in it, making the old man's shadow longer. It looks inexplicably uncomfortable.

Several people looked at each other hesitantly, but did not move.

Lou Jinhuan glanced at them, and followed them with a flashlight, "You have all come here, if you don't go in, you won't be able to go back now."

One word wakes up the dreamer, the boat is gone, do they have any other choice now?
Zheng Siqiao turned her head and took a look. Behind her was a dark forest, with branches and leaves swaying in the night wind, filled with ghostly shadows.

"Go, go, I don't want to go back!"

She quickly followed upstairs to have fun, Du Lin glanced at Zhou Yecheng, and followed.

"Huanhuan wait for me!" Nan Jiahao immediately chased after him.

"Brother Hao!"

Everyone caught one after another and followed.

Lou Jinhuan ignored it, she was very curious about who the mission target in this world was.

The old house was dark, and what came into view was a screen wall with intricate patterns carved on it. I couldn't see it clearly, but I could vaguely see what kind of beast it was.

But these few people don't have much research on this, and they don't understand it.

Lou Jinhuan took a glance and then looked away.

The old housekeeper led the way, and everyone followed around into the main hall.

He put down the lantern and turned around. Unprepared, he took out a fire pocket and blew hard on his mouth. The flame lit up and shone on his face from bottom to top.

Several people were startled, and the two girls yelled again.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"What are you doing!"

Zheng Siqiao's voice trembled faintly, and she was about to cry from fright.

The old man turned around and laughed, "Don't be nervous, I'll light the lamps for you."

Lou Jinhuan: "..."

Why does this sound so strange?

Du Lin pulled his lips: "Thank you, light the lamp, those who don't know think I'm dead."

The old man smiled and said nothing. He turned around and walked to the four corners to light the candlesticks. As the candlesticks lit up one by one, the room suddenly became brighter.

Lou Jinhuan blinked, adapting to the surrounding light, and suddenly felt like being spied on again.

She turned her head to look, but only met Zhou Yecheng's blank gaze. The next moment, Nan Jiahao suddenly stepped in and stood between the two, "Huanhuan, what are you looking at?"

Lou Jinhuan looked away, "It's nothing, this house is very beautiful."

"It's quite beautiful." Zheng Siqiao looked left and right curiously, "Antique, are they all ancient things? Isn't your imitation too realistic?"

Imitation?

Lou Jinhuan looked at the Eight Immortals table at hand, picked up the teacup on the table and looked at it, the delicate celadon was not an imitation.

She raised her eyes and looked at the painting on the opposite side. The paper was a little faded, but the ink color was as new. In the peach forest was like fire, someone was sitting alone, leaving everyone with a stern profile. He lowered his eyebrows and eyes, as if Everything in the world has nothing to do with him.

"Huanhuan? Huanhuan!"

"Ah?" Lou Jinhuan shuddered and suddenly regained consciousness.

"What are you looking at? I saw you didn't respond for a long time."

Qi Xuelu walked up to her and complained, "Isn't it just a secondary painting? What's so interesting?"

Lou Jinhuan didn't expect that she would be fascinated by looking at the painting, but she felt a little uncomfortable hearing Qi Xuelu's tone, and said in a deep voice, "I think it's very beautiful, what do you want me to do?"

"Jiang Liang said let's pick a room."

"Jiang Liang?" Lou Jinhuan turned his head, Qi Xuelu said, "That old man, his name is Jiang Liang."

"understood."

Seeing that everyone gathered at the door, Lou Jinhuan looked back at the painting for the last time before walking over.

The sound of footsteps gradually receded, the room returned to silence, the breeze blew, the candles flickered, the painting rose slightly, the person in the painting seemed to raise his eyes, and then quickly dropped them, as if nothing had happened, everything was illusion.

Only the candle flame flickered.

The world isn't scary, really