C273 Phantom Door

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To be honest, Uncle Tang and I have gotten along quite well these few days. Even I wanted to forget my hatred towards him and treat him as a friend. After all, putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha was fine, but Uncle Tang had obviously changed.

However, the beauty said that the Uncle Tang had only changed on the surface. In fact, she had been harming me from behind the scenes. When I heard this news, I was a little angry and a little disappointed.

I looked at the dark courtyard of my house and said to the beautiful woman, "Those little people really don't look like they're meant to be blessed. But what exactly are they doing? "

The beautiful woman said: "There are a lot of antics that can be used on vile people. A small person is a substitute for a living person. If he keeps the little person inside the box, then of course you won't be able to get out of this damn place. "

I said, "But the Uncle Tang told me that he put our little person in the box so that the little guy, the scapegoat, could help us ward off disasters."

The beauty sneered, "The scapegoat suffered and was punished in the underworld. He can't even take care of himself, how can he defend others? It was just a trick the Tang guy had come up with. If you recall carefully, those little people only have white eyes, don't they have eyeballs? "

The moment the beautiful ladies reminded me, I immediately recalled them. When I saw those despicable people previously, I felt that their looks were a little terrifying. It's just that I didn't think much about them at that time.

The beauty continued, "This little one has no eyes, which means that the few of you here can't see the truth of the world. They could only run around randomly like headless flies. This so-called Eight Trigrams Formation was actually just some tricks that could trick the eye. Just because your eyes are covered, you can't get out. "

I was stunned. "What? Is this not the human world? "

The beauty said, "Of course not. You are still inside the Eight Trigram Formation. "

She looked at the courtyard. "Wait until he falls asleep, then sneak in." Then, you will draw your eyes on the face of the little person, and then, you will be able to clearly see the world. "

I sighed and replied dejectedly. I didn't expect that Uncle Tang had been lying to me from the beginning to the end.

The beauty lightly pushed me and said, "Go."

I took two steps forward and suddenly came back to my senses. I turned to the beauty and asked, "Why do you want me to go? Didn't you claim to have great ability? Why don't you go? "

The beauty said, "I've been there twice, but every time I was found by someone with the surname Tang."

I realized that the beauty had sneaked into the yard time and time again to help us draw our eyes.

I said to the beauty, "You are so capable that you can't draw your eyes. Can I do it? "

The beauty said, "If you want to draw your eyes on me, I have to agree. The little people in the box, their eyes covered, didn't believe me at all. I'm going to force them to draw it. Their resistance is so intense that a few of them even threaten to commit suicide. But you are different, you are the same as your second uncle, trapped here. You can win their trust. "

I let out a hollow laugh. "Do these villains even have intelligence?"

The beauty acknowledged, "I have some IQ, but it's not that high. "Hurry up and go."

I could only nod my head and tiptoe into the courtyard. Just as I reached the entrance, I heard Uncle Tang's snores coming from the bedroom.

Judging from the sound, he must be fast asleep. But I was careful, Uncle Tang isn't an ordinary person, even when he's sleeping he won't snore. Today, he fought so brazenly, there must be some kind of scheme going on.

I crouched in the yard and did not speak, but silently counted his rhythm. I soon found out.

There was a rhythm to everyone's snores. Every exhale and inhale was repeated back and forth. But the Uncle Tang was very different. I noticed that after he had breathed twenty times, there was a cough. The coughing sound was suppressed with great effort, but one could still hear it if they listened carefully. Then another twenty breaths, and another stifled cough.

So repeated, the snores and coughs went on and on. I immediately understood that the Uncle Tang was not in the bedroom, and the one snoring was not him, but most likely a tape recorder.

Since the Uncle Tang was not inside his bedroom, it was very possible that he was monitoring his own house from another place. I didn't rush in. Instead, I hid near the door and observed the yard.

I have lived in this courtyard for many years. Ever since I was young, Hu Dali and I have been playing hide and seek, so I am extremely familiar with everything here. I know exactly where I can hide and where I can't.

I looked through all the places I could hide, but there was no sign of the Uncle Tang. So where was he hiding?

The thought of someone spying on me made me a little afraid to go in there and look for someone.

While I was concentrating on my thoughts, a hand suddenly patted my back. I almost screamed. I bent down suddenly, then turned with the dagger in my hand.

The person behind him also took a step back. Then, he said somewhat speechlessly, "Is there a need for you to be so vigilant?"

Only then did I realize that the one standing behind me was a beauty.

I let out a long breath and put the dagger away. "Don't scare me in the dark," I told her.

The beauty said, "Why should I scare you? I saw you lying motionless in the doorway, and thought you were bewitched. I came over to take care of you out of the kindness of my heart. "

I pointed to the courtyard and said, "I don't know where Uncle Tang is hiding. I can't just rashly go in."

The beauty said, "Can't you see? He's sleeping in that room. "

The direction that the beauty was pointing towards was my bedroom. I was stunned for a moment. Then I understood that I had thought too much into the matter.

Uncle Tang was indeed very smart, but he was a human after all, not a spirit. When people get tired, they need to rest. He kept his snores on the tape recorder to confuse the outsider. And he himself, he hid in my room and slept.

After understanding this point, I tiptoed into the courtyard. I first walked to the door of Uncle Tang's room. This time, I became smarter and didn't push open the door again. Instead, I squatted down by the window and carefully pushed it open.

The window was loose, and there weren't any bottles or jars inside. I was overjoyed as I forcefully pushed the window open and jumped in.

Inside the house was pitch black, he couldn't see anything clearly. But it didn't matter. I felt around the table and found a box of matches.

Uncle Tang was sleeping in my bedroom, so I just lit a candle and openly searched for villains.

I went first to the loose floor tile and picked it up. But there was no one down there. Who knew where the box with the little person was.

I wasn't too disappointed, because it was normal. This place had already been discovered by me, and changing the location of the Uncle Tang was also within reason. If the box is still there, I'll have to be careful.

I held the candle and walked around the Inside the house. I didn't see any other traces.

Logically speaking, the Uncle Tang would burn paper for the little person inside the box every night. There should be traces of ash in the hiding place of the little person. But the Inside the house did not, which meant that the little one was not in the Inside the house.

I blew the candle and pulled it out of the window. I feel that there is an 80% chance that this little one is in the middle of Uncle Tang's bedroom.

I did not go in, but turned and came out.

The beauty was waiting outside with a fervent look on her face as she asked, "How is it? Have you found the scumbag? "

I said, "I should be in Uncle Tang's bedroom. Can you knock him out and let me look for him? "

The beauty hesitated and said, "I've already seen those villains twice. They reject me so much that if I approach them, the little ones will react. I don't have any problems knocking out Tang. What I'm worried about is that after I knocked him out, all the little people got scared and ran away. "

I scratched my head. "This is going to be tough."

I frowned and thought for a while before saying to the beauty, "How about we lure the tiger out of the mountain? Wasn't the Uncle Tang afraid of the third person in the village? "Just make a ruckus outside the door on purpose and let him chase after you. Then, I'll run in to look for a villain."

The beauty nodded and said, "That's a good idea."

She raised her foot to go in, but I stopped her. You'd better change your appearance. "

The beauty had a knowing look on her face. After which, she wiped her face and changed into my appearance.

I felt a little helpless. "Is this the only face you can have?"

The beauty rolled her eyes. "I know other stuff as well." Then, she changed into the appearance of a Mr. Zhao.

I looked at it, a little dazed. Because the face that she had changed into was that of a young Mr. Zhao.

The beauty asked me, "Is it okay now?"

I scratched my head. "What I mean is that you have become a little more frightening …."

The beauty yawned, "You really have a lot of requirements. If I had let go of my temper from before, I would have kicked you. But since you're my nephew, I'll cooperate. "

I thought: That's all. Is there a need to kick me? How angry was this person before?

Just as I was thinking about this, I heard someone next to me ask in a rough voice, "What about now?"

I turned my head and was scared out of my wits. A wraith was standing beside him. He was dressed in a white robe, and there was a large stain of blood on his robe. His hair was disheveled and he had an eerie expression on his face.

I touched my beating heart and told her, "Go, go, be careful, don't scare Uncle Tang to death."

The beautiful woman floated into the courtyard and started knocking on the door.

I hid at the gate and thought: This is a real devil knocking on the door.

Inside the house was shocked awake. I heard him ask, "Who is it?"

The pretty girl did not answer, but continued to knock on the door.

Then the door creaked open. The Uncle Tang did not appear, but there was a handful of peach wood sword that appeared.