Butcher Wang glanced around the house and said, "Look for any drawings of Beishui Town here!"

Wang Xiaohuan put his hands together at his mouth, making a whistle sound, and his ears were constantly vibrating with the echo. After a while, she stopped and said, "There is a secret lattice in this room, but I don't know how to turn on the mechanism!"

Butcher Wang walked to the table and picked up the photo above and said, "There is a cinnabar mole under the left eye of this woman. Do you think the person in the photo is Hua Lianqing and Fan Fang?"

Wang Xiaohuan came up and said, "Is Fan Fang and Hua Lianqing a husband and wife relationship? This is unlikely! Didn't Hua Lianqing have become a ghost? How could she marry a mortal?"

Butcher Wang shook his head and said, "What if Hua Lianqing is a stolen man in the Yellow Spring?"

"Some people who smuggle in the underworld will not awaken their memories in a short period of time in order to conceal their identity, but they will leave some kind of secret memory for themselves."

"Their subconscious will guide them to do something, or go somewhere."

"Once their sealed memories are triggered under the stimulation of the outside world, they will recover to the memory of the previous life, and even restore their cultivation in the previous life, and continue to complete things that were not completed in the previous life."

"Maybe, when Hua Lianqing was not married to Fan Fang, she had not yet awakened the memories of her previous life."

While Butcher Wang was talking, Hua Lianqing in the photo suddenly disappeared, leaving only a white human-shaped outline.

Butcher Wang was shocked and the door behind him closed, and the curtains hang down on their own without anyone touching him. The office with his suite suddenly reached out to see his hand.

The moment when Butcher Wang touched the handle of the knife, the bedroom door quietly opened. The moment when Butcher Wang glanced at the crack of the door from the corner of his eyes, a rapid knock on the door sounded outside.

"Sister Butcher, open the door quickly! Ye Yang is injured, we are outside the door." Xiao Ying's voice not only came into the room, but also into Ye Yang's ears.

Ye Yang, who was about to reach Xihua Tower, suddenly stopped, and Xiao Ying, who was following him, also changed his face: "That voice is not me, there is a ghost pretending to be me and lie."

Xiao Ying suddenly said this and said terrified: "Sister Butcher and the others are here? They didn't go to Fan Fang's office, right? Over there..."

Ye Yang pondered: "But Wang should be able to deal with the matter there, let's go to Xihualou first."

"But..." Xiao Ying hesitated: "Don't we remind the butcher sister that the person outside is fake?"

"But Wang is not so easy to be fooled!" After Ye Yang threw down a sentence, he suddenly accelerated his pace and headed straight to the main building of Beishui Town.

When you enter the hotel from the main entrance, you will see an ancient restaurant with the banner of the restaurant saying "Xihualou".

Looking up from the bottom of Xihua Building, the entire hotel is like two hands that are closed together, holding Xihua Building in the palm of your hand.

Ye Yang stood in front of the building gate and looked at Xihualou for a long time before he walked towards the building gate. When Xiao Ying unzipped half of the spear to protect Ye Yang, Ye Yang said, "The door is not here."

Xiao Ying was slightly stunned and saw Ye Yang raising his hands to hit the door plaque of Xihualou.

After three consecutive hits on the horizontal plaque with soft fingers, the three words Xihualou were immediately blown to pieces. However, a plaque written in blood-red characters was ejected on the empty wall.

When Xiao Ying looked up again, there was already a red blood flowing from the word "flower" in the middle.

At the same time, there was also a sound of the mechanism turning in Xihua Building. It seemed that something was moving slowly to the left side of the building door under the push of the mechanism.

When the sound in the building stopped, a secret door slowly opened on the wall on the left side of the gate, and a wooden staircase happened to connect to the door.

The sound just now was the sound of the stairs moving.

After Xiao Ying followed Ye Yang up the stairs, he couldn't help but look down curiously, and immediately exclaimed in shock.

There are more than a dozen tables under the stairs. Although the lobby of Xihua Building is full, there are only dead people on the table.

Xiao Ying clearly saw one of the wine lovers putting a nail several inches on the back of his left hand on the table, but the man turned his head to look at Xiao Ying's face with a wine glass.

Xiao Ying stammered: "Ye Yang, look, that person is crying."

After Xiao Ying said this, all the diners in the lobby looked up at the two people on the stairs, and their eyes were filled with tears.

Ye Yang said in a deep voice: "Hold your breath, don't look at them."

Ye Yang's reminder was too late. The diner, who was still crying the moment before, tightened his pupils the next moment, and the resentment in his eyes was overflowing without any concealment.

The resentment visible to the naked eye rose like mist, and it wrapped around the feet of the two people through the gaps in the stairs.

The reason why resentful ghosts are terrible is that most resentful ghosts are unreasonable.

As long as their resentment remains undispersed, no matter who it is, they will be regarded as the target of revenge.
Chapter completed!