The skull's mouth opened and closed, trying to convey some vital information.

Everyone gathered together stared at the skeleton intently, trying to decipher what it wanted to say from its vague movements.

Li Mingjie frowned and whispered a few times to himself, but he still couldn't be sure what the skeleton was saying.

"Death, or four?" He pondered over these two similar-sounding words, his heart filled with confusion.

Nanyu stood quietly by, his eyes slightly closed, thinking deeply in his mind.

It's neither "die" nor "four", so it must be something close to the word that sounds like "si".

Nanyu's brain was working rapidly, recalling past experiences, trying to find clues related to this pronunciation.

At the same time, a gray light suddenly flashed in the eyes of Zhang Jiaqiao who was standing beside him.

He frowned slightly, as if he had heard this word with this pronunciation somewhere before.

Memories came flooding back like a tide, and he suddenly remembered the words he had heard when he was crawling into Sun Jiangou’s mother’s ear - "thinking, missing".

"I understand. It's another way of saying 'miss'." Zhang Jiaqiao said.

If skeletons had sweat, it would probably be like a flood by now.

It looked at everyone nervously, afraid that some fool would read out the word. It would be fine if he didn't read it out, but if he did, he would surely die.

The skeleton looked at Zhang Jiaqiao and nodded quickly and vigorously, as if urging him not to continue.

"Yes, yes, it's okay to recite it in your mind, but don't say it out loud!"

The skeleton's voice was hoarse and low, but it was filled with anxiety and worry.

After hearing what Zhang Jiaqiao said, everyone roughly understood what the skeleton meant.

Isn’t missing someone just longing for someone?

Nanyu's heart was full of doubts. Why couldn't he pronounce the name "Sisi"?

He suddenly remembered what the bearded middle-aged man said before entering the dungeon: the most common creature in Chinese dungeons is female ghosts.

"Sisi", isn't this name a girl's name?

Could it be that all these strange things happening in the Qiao family are related to this person named Sisi?

Nanyu fell into deep thought.

After thinking for a few seconds, Nanyu sighed softly.

In his previous life five thousand years ago, he had also heard that women suffered a lot in the early days when people's thoughts were not yet liberated.

Therefore, in many horror movies, the evil ghosts that take lives are mostly female ghosts.

To put it bluntly, the more guilty people feel about something, the more guilty and afraid they will be about things related to it.

Nanyu was not afraid. In his eyes, Chinese horror might be a reflection of the tragic fate of women.

They were once women, or innocent girls.

It was only after experiencing all kinds of injustice and suffering that he turned into a terrifying existence after death.

"Master, do you really want to go in? This old slave begs you to please..."

The words were not finished yet,

With a scream of "Ahhhhhhhh", the skeleton was instantly retracted into the flying blade.

Since this skeleton can't answer anything, it's better for it to just be an attacking weapon.

Jiali frowned, tutted his words and said:

"Tsk, why does this fourth floor feel so eerie? Could there be something still living there?"

Li Mingjie also said immediately: "Sister, I feel the same way."

Wen Zishang grabbed his hair in frustration and said in a deep voice, "Just do it. Whether you live or die is up to fate. Let's go."

It's only the first day of the mission, and they can already feel the intensity.

"Let's go. You don't necessarily have to die in an S-level copy. I don't believe in fate, I only believe in myself." Nanyu spoke to everyone with a firm look.

After hearing this, Li Mingjie sighed helplessly and said:

"I treat God as my grandfather, but God doesn't treat me as his grandson."

Nanyu had his own plans in mind, and he felt certain that he would not die.

As long as the pain you experience reaches the critical point, you can step into the fourth floor hall and use any moves of the fourth floor hall, and there is a high probability that you will not die completely.

"Are you ready to challenge death, everyone?"

Nan Yu asked everyone again solemnly before pushing the door.

His gaze lingered for a moment on the only two girls in the team.

In fact, he would not bully the weak until Nanyu's bottom line of interests was touched.

When there is no need to kill, Nanyu will protect and bless women.

When killing people, he would kill women with one clean blow, leaving them no pain.

Nanyu doesn't care about moral kidnapping like "a man who beats a woman is not a good man".

I'm in trouble now, so why should I care about you, men, women, old people, and children?

"Well, we're ready." Everyone said in unison.

Now that everyone was ready, Nanyu held a wax umbrella and slowly pushed open the dark, old wooden door with the tip of the umbrella.

The reason why Nanyu didn't push it with his hands was because he was afraid of being contaminated by a possible curse.

The door made a dull creaking sound as the wax umbrella pushed it open. As the door slowly opened, a stale and decayed smell blew in.

As you walk through the gate, the first thing that catches your eye is a spacious courtyard.

The ground is paved with bluestone slabs. Although there are some cracks and moss, you can still see its former neatness.

There is an ancient rockery in the center of the courtyard, with water flowing on it, but the water flow is now weak.

There are exquisitely carved stone benches and stone tables placed around it, and you can still seem to see the owner sitting here and enjoying the scenery.

As you step into the main hall, a solemn atmosphere hits you.

Tall pillars support the carved roof. Although the exquisite wood carvings are a bit mottled, they still allow people to imagine the superb skills of the craftsmen at that time.

In the center stands a huge sandalwood desk, on which are placed the four treasures of the study and some ancient books. The floor is covered with a gorgeous carpet. Although the color is no longer bright, the delicate texture still demonstrates its nobility.

On one side of the hall are two armchairs and a table with tea on it. The carvings on the chair backs are lifelike, and although the chair cushions are old, one can still see the exquisite embroidery of that time.

There was a large vase placed next to the armchair. The vases had no openings and were dark and empty, with no visibility to the bottom.

There were wooden signs on the closed wooden doors on both sides of the first floor that said something like "Ancestral Hall".

Everyone looked up at the upper floor, and saw elegant rooms lined up beside the corridor handrails.

The doors of the rooms are heavy solid wood doors inlaid with copper decorations, but each room always exudes an old and heavy atmosphere.

Only under the reflection of the blood-red light from the fourth floor, the light poured into the courtyard like a surging tide.

The entire courtyard was shrouded in this strange bloody light.

The water on the rockery seemed to be dyed red, flowing slowly, like blood surging.

The fountain in the courtyard looked particularly eerie in the bloody light, and the shadows at the bottom of the pool seemed to hide an unspeakable secret.

Everyone could probably imagine how luxurious and beautiful this house was before, but now it has completely turned into an extremely eerie and spooky house.

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