So I went to Douluo

Chapter 1300 The Ninth Night

The others went to the safe zone first, while Xu Yue and Fu Jingting went to the place where the funeral music came from, which was outside the main hall.

When Xu Yue came here again, she directly followed the method of the last time and saw the hidden scenes with ease.

Sure enough, this time the big red lanterns were changed to white, and the hydrangeas tied to the paper figures were also changed to white silk.

In addition, there was one less couple in the hall who was getting married.

The groom in wedding clothes was still there.

But the bride's position was changed to a vermilion coffin.

When Xu Yue tried to see the face of the new groom, all the scenes disappeared again.

But this time, Xu Yue was quick-witted and gave the paper figure closest to her a big blow before the paper figures disappeared, slapping the person to the ground, and the gong in his hand fell, making a loud crisp sound.

The funeral music played like flowing water was also stuck for a while, and then it stopped abruptly.

It seemed like Xu Yue interrupted her.

The noise that disturbed her sweet dreams stopped, but Xu Yue was still in a bad mood after getting up.

She turned around with a face full of resentment, and walked back to the wing room, ignoring even Fu Jingting.

Fu Jingting: "."

He thought Xu Yue looked a little funny and cute now.

After thinking about it for a while, Fu Jingting quickly followed her.

If it was later, Xu Yue would be gone.

It can be seen that she really wanted to sleep.

Xu Yue, who fell asleep again as she wished, slept very peacefully.

However, what she didn't expect was that she thought that the mourning music this time would be like the joy last time, and it would be quiet for at least one day after being interrupted.

But on the fourth night, at midnight, the familiar mourning music sounded again.

Xu Yue kicked the door out directly, without even waiting for Fu Jingting, and strode directly to the main hall.

The others just went out at this time, and they were silent when they saw her back walking far away.

Suddenly I wanted to say something to the ghost inside:

Why did you mess with her!

As usual, the rest of the people went to the safe zone, and Fu Jingting went to find Xu Yue.

Then the funeral music was interrupted, and everyone went back to the wing room and got up to sleep again.

After another day without anything happening, it was midnight on the fifth day.

The funeral music sounded again.

So the above process was repeated, and it was midnight on the sixth day, midnight on the seventh day, and midnight on the eighth day.

The familiar funeral music sounded on time, and the guests were all numb.

The moment the funeral music sounded, everyone was lying on the bed and was too lazy to move.

Then there was a "bang" sound of kicking the door, a golden light flashed outside the window, and the funeral music stopped abruptly.

The golden light flashed again, and the door closed.

Everyone closed their eyes peacefully again and continued to sleep.

Alas, I'm used to it.

I'm too lazy to even go to the safe zone.

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Fu Jingting stood at the door of his own room until he saw the golden light return to the room with his own eyes. After closing the door, he smiled and retreated, closing the door.

On the bed, Fu Mingxuan was still snoring, and he didn't even wake up.

It's not surprising, after all, the funeral music didn't even last more than a second.

How can sound be faster than the speed of light, right?

However, what is the ghost in this ancient house doing? It has not been interrupted so many times, but it has not touched its obsession, nor has it been angry.

Not only does it not cause trouble for them, it doesn't even show up in front of them.

Why is it?

Fu Jingting lay on the bed, thinking.

Could it be to hold it in?

The ninth day.

It was still midnight, and the funeral music sounded on time.

But this time, the funeral music was not interrupted in time.

Everyone got up and went to the outside of the room to check the situation.

As soon as they came out, they went to see Xu Yue's room first.

The door was open, which meant she had gone to the main hall.

But the mourning music was not interrupted by her immediately like the previous few days.

Could it be that something unexpected happened?

The ghost in the ancient house finally couldn't help but take action?

While everyone was guessing, Fu Jingting had already run to the main hall.

Before leaving, he said to everyone: "Go to the safe zone first, I'll go over and take a look."

Although it had been a few days since they had gone to the safe zone at night, they were still familiar with the route.

Under the leadership of Xu Chen, they yawned and walked towards Wang Qiuer.

Wang Qiuer was not surprised to see the arrival of the group.

Even as if they had expected it, they didn't sit behind the table to write runes.

Instead, they rarely walked out and stood at the edge of the land that could be illuminated by the candlelight.

Seeing this abnormal scene, everyone was more or less sober.

Gu Qingqiu asked a little uneasily: "Qiu'er, what will happen tonight?"

Wang Qiuer invited them in and smiled at her comfortingly.

"Don't worry, not today."

Before Gu Qingqiu could breathe a sigh of relief, she heard her say again:

"But tomorrow morning, a few children can set up a bed here."

Others: "."

Spicy!

On the other side, outside the main hall of the ancient house.

When Fu Jingting arrived, he saw Xu Yue standing quietly with her hands in her pockets, as if looking at something.

He paused, not knowing Xu Yue's current situation, and it was not good to disturb her casually.

He slowed down his pace and walked to Xu Yue without making any sound.

After making sure that she saw him, he asked in a weak voice:

"What happened?"

Xu Yue looked at the dark main hall, and after a while, she spoke lightly:

"There are more and more coffins."

Fu Jingting was stunned.

Then, Xu Yue's next words made him feel a little chilly.

"In the past few days, people have been dying here. Every day."

Xu Yue retracted her gaze.

"There are more and more dead."

Fu Jingting felt a chill on his back.

In the past few days, there were only them and the staff of the program group in the ancient house.

Everyone is fine, so.

Why did Xu Yue say that there were more and more dead?

Where is it, when they don't know.

People keep dying?

Xu Yue raised her hand and waved, looking like she slapped the air.

After that, the funeral music stopped.

She turned around and called Fu Jingting: "Let's go, Xiaojing, go back and rest."

Fu Jingting followed.

But in his mind, he was still thinking about what Xu Yue meant by those words just now.

The two of them first went to the safe area closest to the wing room to pick up other people.

As soon as they appeared, other people came to meet them and asked about the situation.

And put a folded talisman paper into the palms of the two people.

Gu Qingqiu said: "This is the sound transmission talisman given by Qiu'er. She said that it would be used and asked us to keep it."

Xu Yue put it in her pocket and said: "It's nothing, go back and rest. It's still safe tonight."

And it was not until they returned to the wing room together and said good night to each other.

Fu Jingting suddenly realized.

Why tonight, when Xu Yue was checking the situation in the main hall.

There was no characteristic in his eyes when he used to attract light elements?

It is not a plot of possession or exchange, so young readers can rest assured. Xu Yue is still Xu Yue doge