Lin Zhao nodded and said: "When Li Po was picking up the express, a human head appeared at his feet. Later, the head disappeared into the soil."

"At that time, none of us doubted the origin of the head. Now it seems that it should be the soul of the red fox."

"Is this possible?" Feng Ruoxing frowned and said, "If the red fox's cultivation reaches a level that can separate souls, at least above that of a great demon, does he need to be afraid of ghosts and gods?"

Lin Zhaodao: "The red fox may not need to separate its soul. Let's put it this way! None of us have seen the true form of the red fox. Who can guarantee that Mr. Hu in Feng Shui Curator is the red fox in Erxian Temple? Maybe it's just the red fox in Erxian Temple.

It's just a companion."

While Feng Ruoxing frowned, Lin Zhao said again: "Red Fox has already calculated that you will come to Feng Shui Residence, and also calculated that someone will chase you. Why did Huang, disguised as a designer, die unexpectedly?"

"I think that's a trick that Red Fox wants to cooperate with Liang Jie Tang. If you kill Lao Huang, it will be its only partner. It can also monopolize the so-called property."

Feng Ruoxing said: "You mean, the person who took the fox body is the real red fox?"

"It's hard to say now!" Lin Zhao said: "But one thing is certain, that is, the red fox must be hiding in the mansion of celebrities. No matter what the reason is, it will come out to find us."

"We need to wait!"

Lin Zhao looked at the clock on the wall: "As soon as midnight comes, the gate of hell opens, and there are no more people outside calling the door, so the people inside should come out."

Lin Zhao took out a bundle of white wax from his backpack, cut it into inch-long pieces with a dagger, threw them into the door house and the open space in the inner courtyard, then sat back in the house, turned off the power and sat on the chair, lowering his head and thinking about something.

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Not long after, a fire suddenly lit up in the room - the white wax that Lin Zhao had thrown on the cabinet was ignited.

Lin Zhao walked over in one step, reached out and wiped the top of the cabinet a few times, and then pulled out a newspaper. The front page headline read: "The popular singer died tragically at home."

Lin Zhao shined a flashlight on it a few times: "This is a newspaper from the Japanese-Puppet period. The so-called singer died in Courtyard No. 3 of the Celebrity Courtyard."

Ye Yang walked to the door: "Yard No. 3 is the gate of ghosts. How did the singer die?"

"Beheaded!" Lin Zhao said, holding the newspaper: "According to the newspaper, the singer's head has never been found. The patrol room suspected it was a vendetta, and the murderer took away the victim's head directly."

"Later, people who lived in No. 3 Courtyard said that they would see human heads in the courtyard. Someone even wrote a short story called "Beautiful Heads in the Haunted House."

Feng Ruoxing said: "Is this report put together? The time span is too big, right?"

Lin Zhao flipped through the newspaper: "The newspapers at that time were actually not nutritious at all. I guess someone was deliberately trying to make things worse..."

Before Lin Zhao finished speaking, a light came on in the inner courtyard of the Celebrity Courtyard. The location of the light happened to be Courtyard No. 3.

Ye Yang said in a deep voice: "Did you see the figure on the balcony?"

Feng Ruoxing and Lin Zhao looked at the balcony of No. 3 Courtyard at the same time. Apart from a dim light, there were only branches stretching out into the sky like ghost hands.

What Ye Yang saw was a headless female corpse standing on the balcony.

The other person was wearing pajamas stained red with blood. He was holding on to the balcony railing with both hands and was slightly bent forward. At first glance, it looked like he had been beheaded while looking downstairs to see something.

Ye Yang was silent for a moment, as if he had made some decision, and walked towards Courtyard No. 3. He didn't stop until he reached the door of the courtyard. Lin Zhao crossed Ye Yang and knocked on the door of Courtyard No. 3.

A young woman came out of the yard. The other person just said: "Come in!" and let Ye Yang and the three of them into the living room.

Lin Zhao sat on the sofa and looked at the other party and said, "You seem to know that we are coming?"

The woman said: "What's weird about this? Everyone who enters the concierge will come and ask how they can get out alive?"

Lin Zhao asked: "A lot of people have been here before?"

"It's not that many, there are less than ten of you including you!" the woman said calmly: "Later, they all stayed here."

"Aren't you afraid of what you said?" Lin Zhao secretly rolled his eyes as he spoke.

Lin Zhao's Celestial Eye, located between her eyebrows, is somewhat similar to the "Celestial Eye" commonly seen in martial arts, except that others need to close their eyes when using the Celestial Eye, but she can open all three eyes simultaneously.

When Lin Zhao showed me the Sky Eye for the first time, I called her a "roaring sky dog" and Lin Zhao was so angry that she almost turned over the table.

The woman smiled and said: "What's so scary? Some things will be fine once you get used to them."

"If you were allowed to live in a place where you couldn't even tell whether you were a human or a ghost, you wouldn't feel scared! As time goes by, you'll get better just by looking at it."

The woman said: "If you don't believe it, if you go out alone now and knock on the door again, you will know whether what I said is true or false. But I have to remind you, don't be afraid when you go out. Otherwise, you may not have the courage to come in again.

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Chapter completed!