The backdrop can also be propped up.

Gu Huayang and Bai Xingyi stared at the neurotic bell on the ground, their breaths catching in their throats. Looking up at the person standing in the center of the third floor, they saw that the person was no longer performing the bizarre dance, but instead staring at them with eyes that glowed green.

Seeing that there was no way to escape, the two had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

After determining their roles, Gu Huayang and Bai Xingyi began their work.

Bai Xingyi was quick and agile, and she used charcoal to burn the red thread to secure a place for Gu Huayang to stay.

Gu Huayang took this opportunity to dodge the red rope attacks from the person in the middle while using all the clues related to the ritual that he could think of to sabotage the ceremony.

After going through the clues in his mind, Gu Huayang shouted to Bai Xingyi, "Burn a path to the middle for me!"

After finishing his words, Hua Yang jumped to Bai Xingyi's side and followed behind him. He also turned on the kerosene lamp, raised it high, and burned the red lines that were attacking him.

The person in the middle seemed to know what they were going to do, so he used magic to wrap himself up in a ball of red thread.

After Gu Huayang and Bai Xingyi were covered in injuries and finally managed to burn through a large ball of red thread, they walked up to the ball of red thread, and it disappeared in a flash.

The two were taken aback and quickly searched the third floor.

After looking around with the kerosene lamp, he found the red thread ball in a corner on the third floor.

At this moment, the red thread on the red thread ball gradually loosened, and the person with green eyes appeared inside the loosened red thread ball.

The man with the green eyes saw Gu Huayang and Bai Xingyi looking over, and the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing almost all of his two rows of black teeth.

"He actually dared to taunt us." Having roamed countless dungeons and fought countless monsters, this was the first time someone had so blatantly used taunt to their full potential.

“It’s alright, he’s too far away from us now, a good opportunity!” Gu Huayang said as he picked up a long, burnt red thread from the ground, tied it to the hook of the kerosene lamp, and then threw his kerosene lamp away.

"boom!"

The kerosene lamp fell to the ground, its glass surface shattering into a net-like pattern and scattering across the floor, while the flame inside directly ignited the red wire around it.

"Are you crazy?" Bai Xingyi was completely terrified by Gu Huayang's reckless behavior. "Your kerosene lamp is broken into such a terrible state, how will it still work later? What if we encounter ghosts on the road?"

“I’m not crazy,” Gu Huayang frowned, gritted his teeth, and used the burnt red thread in his hand to wrest the kerosene lamp from the terrified man whose eyes were glowing green as he pulled the red thread. “If we don’t do this first, neither of us will be able to get out of the third floor. Let’s get out of here first.”

Because the flame from the kerosene lamp was spreading outwards, the red line would be ignited very quickly if it got too close. So Gu Huayang snatched the kerosene lamp back, and now the entire kerosene lamp was almost like a burning ball.

Gu Huayang held the fireball with the red thread attached in his hand, then had Bai Xingyi squat down. He swung the fireball, setting the red threads that were mainly attacking them ablaze, and also setting a few coffins on fire.

Once no one dared to approach, Gu Huayang dragged the burning kerosene lamp on the ground, grabbed Bai Xingyi's clothes, and said, "Let's go! Now!"

The two ran towards the entrance on the third floor. After Bai Xingyi used his kerosene lamp to burn away the red wires blocking the entrance, the two quickly ran downstairs.

When they reached the middle of the stairwell, the two suddenly felt something was wrong and took another step down, only to find that they had entered a maze of ghosts.

Suddenly, a chill approached, and Gu Huayang subconsciously pulled the red thread in his hand, intending to continue the attack with the burning kerosene lamp. However, what he felt in his palm was not heat, but a bone-chilling cold—the kerosene lamp had burned out.

And suddenly a few red lines appeared on the kerosene lamp—the old man had chased them all the way here.

Bai Xingyi also noticed this. The two exchanged a glance, then quickened their pace and ran to the platform between the second and third floors—this was where they had just encountered the ghost wall. Logically, the clues to unravel the ghost wall should be near the place where the ghost wall would occur.

Bai Xingyi held charcoal in one hand and a kerosene lamp in the other to burn the red thread that was chasing them.

Gu Huayang, on the other hand, used the light from Bai Xingyi's kerosene lamp to search for clues.

Gu Huayang quickly followed his experience and worked out a series of steps. Soon, a piece of floorboards was lifted up, revealing a small package wrapped in white cloth inside.

Gu Huayang took out the small white cloth bag, untied the knot on it, and then saw a small pile of tea leaves.

Gu Huayang raised the hand holding the small pile of tea leaves and scattered them into the air.

The dried tea leaves fluttered down, and the red threads that crawled like insects stopped when they touched the tea leaves.

Taking this opportunity, Gu Huayang waved to Bai Xingyi, and the two of them ran downstairs again, no longer lost in the maze of ghosts.

Just when they thought they could finally escape, another red line suddenly stretched out, at exactly neck height.

Gu Huayang immediately pushed Bai Xingyi to the side of the stairs, but he himself was strangled by the red thread.

After being strangled, Gu Huayang fell down the stairs in the direction the red string was pulling, and his glasses fell off his face.

The black-rimmed glasses lay to one side, the lenses shattered in a net-like pattern. Gu Huayang slightly opened his eyes and then came face to face with a charred person.

The charred man saw that he had Gu Huayang in his grasp, and excitedly tightened the red thread around Gu Huayang's neck. Watching Gu Huayang struggle, he revealed two rows of black teeth, as if expecting something.

But the man who was burned didn't get excited for long, because soon a kerosene lamp was smashed on his head.

The kerosene lamp was on, and the flame inside, unobstructed, darted out of the lamp and climbed onto the charred head of the man.

Gu Huayang saw that the charred man's entire head suddenly turned into a fireball.

The charred man screamed in agony, and then the fire quickly spread to his entire body, turning him into a pile of ashes and disappearing.

The red string around Gu Huayang's neck had disappeared. He lay on the ground, panting heavily, coughed twice, and touched his chest with lingering fear.

Bai Xingyi stepped forward, helped Gu Huayang up, and picked up his kerosene lamp that had fallen to the ground.

The kerosene lamp was broken, and the flame inside was flickering and looked like it would go out soon.

"Why are you doing this to yourself?" Gu Huayang was still panting heavily. "Now we're both probably going to..."

“I can’t help it, I’d feel guilty if I didn’t save her,” Bai Xingyi could still hear her heart pounding from the shock. “Besides, Fang Cheng should be in the kitchen right now, and if nothing unexpected happens, she should have already gotten the clues.”

"Let's go, maybe the kerosene lamp won't go out until we get back to our room," Bai Xingyi said, then helped Gu Huayang downstairs.

Just as I reached the second floor, a sudden gust of wind blew up.

The wind rushed into the only window in the entire corridor—the one that was also the only window in the corridor—and the howling sound it made sound like many people were crying.

Bai Xingyi's eyes were squinting from the wind. She sensed something was wrong and worried that moving around might trigger some unnecessary rules, so she didn't dare to move.

After a while, the wind stopped, and Bai Xingyi began to move. She opened her eyes and prepared to go downstairs, but she saw what looked like a person standing in front of the window at the end of the corridor.

Bai Xingyi was startled. He thought he could escape by pretending not to see the guy, but unexpectedly the person suddenly moved over.

At this moment, Gu Huayang also noticed it, remembering that there was a mourning hall for the second young lady on this floor.

"Run...that's the second young lady..." Gu Huayang said weakly.

But it was too late. The second young lady appeared in front of them, raising the knife with a sinister grin.