The House of Everything I Created

Exquisite carpets, gorgeous beds, exquisite sofas, and other furniture turned into charcoal.

More or less, there are resentful emotions in these rooms, and faces flashing in resentment from time to time.

It is obvious that there were men and women in these rooms during the fire.

Lin Yi and Huang Yiming walked through this corridor and came to the other side of the mansion.

At the end of this place is also a dance floor of hundreds of square meters, which was also burned to ashes.

It took more than ten minutes for Lin Yi to check the first floor and found no problems.

"Let's go to the second floor," Lin Yi said slowly to Huang Yiming.

Huang Yiming nodded, and the two came to the stairs next to the dance floor.

The stairs here are also built with Qinggang stone, so they can be preserved.

The two quickly climbed to the second floor, which is different from the first floor.

The dance floor on the second floor seems to be built more gorgeously, using various gorgeous stone or metal materials.

Now it looks like it has retained a lot of its original appearance except for the charred black.

There is nothing special about this floor, and there is much less resentment.

"It seems that not many people died here."

Huang Yiming nodded, a trace of disdain flashed across his mouth, "There are only young masters and socialites here."

"The place where they enjoy themselves is naturally not more crowded than the one below."

"The first floor is full of ordinary people, so there are naturally more people."

"How does Mr. Lin know that there are fewer people here?" Huang Yiming showed a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"It's nothing, there is much less resentment left here."

"I have some special skills, I can see the resentment of the dead."

Huang Yiming was shocked when he heard the words, and looked at Lin Yi, "Mr. Lin's skills are amazing, no wonder he is an expert in solving resentful spirit incidents."

Lin Yi smiled slightly, "It's just a small skill, not worth mentioning."

The two talked for a while and continued to search the second floor.

The second floor has many more separate rooms than the first floor.

There are many special-purpose items inside, which let Lin Yi see the luxury and decadence of the upper class of the Red Lotus Empire.

"It's only been a few decades, and the Red Lotus Empire has become rotten to the core."

"Let Ma Nanshan go, that's all."

"Or is it that in the technological age, with material abundance, is the spiritual decay so serious?"

Lin Yi's eyes were cold, and the scene on the second floor flashed in his mind from time to time.

In the end, the second floor also found nothing, and soon they came to the third floor.

The third floor was different, here were a series of separate small bars and private clubs.

Obviously, only the upper class people would come here to party and have fun, or people with unique hobbies.

After Lin Yi walked around, he found a separate bar on the third floor.

Each bar is completely different, with various styles.

But the resentment here is much heavier, a kind of long-term resentment that seems to be there and not there is entrenched here.

Obviously, this third floor is not that simple, it is not just a bar.

People often die here, and many people die. A cold light flashed in Lin Yi's eyes.

Lin Yi walked towards one of the rooms.

The small bar rooms here are also all built with Qinggang stone.

Although it has been renovated, the structure itself has never changed.

Entering a bar, what caught my eye was the burnt bar counter, broken glass bottles, various cocktail equipment, etc.

This place is about 50 square meters, and it has the characteristics of a private bar.

What Lin Yi saw at this time was a dark and pervasive resentment.

The resentment here was so intense that he saw at least 30 faces flashing in the resentment.

Among them were men and women, all very young, young people in their teens and twenties.

One or two faces that were obviously children could even be seen.

Lin Yi's eyes became colder and colder, and a sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth, "It's really rotten."

A few cold lights flashed in his eyes, and his eyes fell on a wall of the bar.

There was an obvious secret door, which should have been blocked by something, so it was not exposed.

But now with the burning of the fire, it has been clearly exposed.

Walked over and took a look, and there was a room of about ten square meters inside.

Take a closer look, it is a pure Qinggang stone surface, without any other decoration.

Although the flames from outside poured in, only the gate was burned black.

Other places were still the same as before, with the color of Qinggang stone.

In the center and on the walls of the room, there were some steel racks and chairs, and some steel torture instruments were placed next to them.

These torture instruments and steel racks had many signs of drying due to the high temperature air.

Lin Yi's eyes swept over them, and he could see that they were full of various resentful auras.

"Traces of blood?"

In his mind, he seemed to hear the countless desperate roars and shrill screams contained in these resentments.

What kind of horror did they experience before they died.

Huang Yiming, who was standing aside, showed a trace of coldness in his eyes, "These termites of the empire will die cleanly this time."

After all, the empire is an empire, with its own laws, although there are many corrupt people.

But in this era, information spreads quickly, and many people still dare not put things on the surface.

After all, this is an era of world change, with all kinds of powerful people emerging, and there are also strange forces since ancient times.

Maybe if they are too arrogant and offend others, they will be killed in secret.

So even if they are decaying, they are hiding in secret and dare not show up in broad daylight.

Although this hidden darkness is more terrifying and more desperate, just like the house of Chang Su'e that Lin Yi had seen before.

In order to practice her skills, she killed at least dozens or hundreds of people.

Lin Yi had a blank expression on his face and turned around to continue to carefully check the third floor.

But the final result was still the same as the first and second floors.

It was empty here, with nothing unusual, although the resentment was a bit stronger.

In addition, there were no resentful spirits and no weird existence.

All this seemed to be no different from an ordinary burned ruin.

A few hours later, they returned to the entrance of the first floor.

Huang Yiming looked at Lin Yi, "Mr. Lin, what did you find after your inspection?"

Lin Yi thought carefully for a while, and then slowly said, "Nothing was found, at least on the surface."

"But it's true that someone is missing here."

"Then there must be something wrong here, but we haven't found out the truth yet."

Huang Yiming pursed his lips and didn't say anything. He felt that Lin Yi was talking nonsense.

Everyone knows what happened when something like this happened.

But out of politeness, he didn't say anything, but he implicitly expressed doubts about Lin Yi's ability.