"Mo Yan, do you have any special feelings?"

When allocating the room, Chen Ang, a photographer sitting next to Tong Moyan, said half-jokingly: "Is there any undead here?"

"I only feel some subtle aura that exists... Is it hard to say whether it is a dead soul..." Tong Moyan answered simply, took the floor plan and looked at it, and said, "I live between Ruixin and Zhao Feng..."

The floor plan shows that in the five-pointed star shape of the Dawn Hall, the two corners will be connected by two rooms, which are separated by walls. In total, there are ten rooms in total.

This place is really much larger than the Green House. I wonder why Mrs. Fujikiro chose to live in Green House? Even if you are afraid of the haunted rumors here, you can live a little further. But in fact, it is only a few kilometers away from the Dawn Hall to Green House. It is precisely because of the shape of the five-pointed star, the outer corridor is tilted, so you have to be very careful when walking so that your head will not touch the wall.

The layout of each room is similar, with only some basic furniture, and the gender of the original residence cannot be seen. There is indeed a little more dust, but it can be cleaned carefully. Because the size of the rooms is similar, it is almost the same in which room is divided, and basically no one will have any opinions.

Shunxuan unscrewed the door of his room and walked in. He quickly felt a little disharmonious. After looking around the room, he quickly noticed that there were no windows in this room! What's going on? Is this building completely isolated from the sunlight from the outside world? No matter how weird it is, it is impossible not to build windows.

Later it seemed that everyone's room was like this, and there was no window in the entire Dawn Hall.

"Good, it's quite like a haunted house." Zhao Feng looked energetic. But Shunxuan felt a little uneasy.

What he was a little confused was that even if the ceiling was a corner of five stars, the walls on both sides would not be completely together. If we wanted to explain this structure, then there must be space on the wall, but... why should this space be closed?

It's like hiding someone...

Human? He was wondering why the first thing he considered in his mind was human, and why didn’t he think something was hidden?

When he looked at the floor plan carefully, his brows became tighter and tighter. His memory seemed to be divided with the picture in front of him and became distorted. The floor plan was indeed consistent with the structure in the museum, but the overall layout was inconsistent with the outside. He seemed to remember that when he was looking outside before, there seemed to be no room between the corners.

Could it be that it is completely inside the building and cannot be seen outside? But in this case, the distance is completely different from the markings on the floor plan... and he remembered that he had walked in the corridor outside for a long time just now, and it seemed that the length was different from the one seen outside...

How can this inconsistency occur? Internal and external inconsistency...

Suddenly a ridiculous thought came to his mind.

Is the place they are walking into now really the museum he saw just outside? Didn’t he enter a different world? But this idea was quickly driven away by him. Even if that is true, would Butler Liu not notice it?

Yes, this is the Dawn Hall, there will be no mistakes.

My son was jumping off the balcony and wanted to come to the place he wanted to...

After returning to the room, he decided to sleep for a while. In any case, he would prepare for a spiritual surrender at midnight tonight, so he must be fully energetic. He first cleaned the room, laid the bedding he brought, adjusted the alarm clock, and then took the photo of the three he had taken with him. He placed it on the head of the bed, looked at his son's bright smiling face, and then got on the bed.

Most people in other rooms choose to go to bed after getting ready, but there are a few exceptions.

After Mo Yan moved into his room, he didn't clean it, so he sat directly on the dusty ground and took out a box of puzzles from his bag.

Jigsaw puzzles may be his only hobby. He opened the puzzle, piled up a large number of pie boards on the ground, and then started to put them together. When he was puzzles, he would not look at the finished picture. The lid he brought this time was also another puzzle. He only remembered that this puzzle was a character.

Another exception is Chen Ang, who is excitedly fiddling with the digital camera in his hand. In the past, as long as he found the right place, there would be ghosts when he took pictures. This time, as soon as he entered this place, he felt that there must be something he could take pictures in this museum.

"Who is the iconic building behind that man named Chen Ang?" A Jing began to discuss a new premonition with Runan.

Runan carefully recalled the image just now and said, "Behind him... it's dark and there's no obvious impression... Now I have to wait for Runli to obtain the time data. I have to find out where this person is. You should continue to invade the computer to check the household registration information?" "Well, yes...but you have to be mentally prepared. This time your supernatural ability has been broken through because of the ghost eyes, so I guess that the scope of your premonition this time may be no longer limited to this city, but maybe the surrounding cities will also have premonitions."

“…”

"Don't show that look. No matter how hard you look, you have to find it, right? You don't want to see someone dying in front of you again, do you?"

"Well...I know, it's all for me and Runli..."

Run looked at a mirror next to her. The deep purple pupils seemed to have some light floating in her eyes, and it didn't look like her eyes at all...

When the alarm woke Shunxuan up, he supported his tired and cold sweat-soaked body and sat up. He looked around and his consciousness was still stuck in the dream for a while.

He had a nightmare just now, and he dreamed of the scene of his son's death.

After turning off the alarm clock, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and wanted to look out the window, but then he recalled that there was no window here and he could not know the day and night outside. He turned on the lights in the room and started dressing. As soon as he called the door, he saw that the door opposite was also opened, and Chen Ang walked out.

"Webmaster, are you awake? By the way, have you smelled the fragrance? I think the dinner is ready."

Walking into the giant living room (this is the name everyone gave the same name), a round table has been placed next to the giant hand pillar, which is full of food.

"How is it? Webmaster? Are you in good spirits?" Yue Jie looked at Shunxuan's somewhat tired expression and asked with some concern.

"It doesn't matter," he chose an empty seat and sat down, and found that only Mo Yan had not arrived yet.

"Where is Mo Yan? Has he not woke up yet?"

"Ah," Qiu Ye replied immediately, "I have asked in his room. He was in a puzzle and said that he is not hungry now. I have put a portion of food in his room."

"That's it... well, everyone eat first, clean up after the meal, and prepare for the Spirit Reaper. Well, Xiaoqiu, you just joined, do you want me to explain the rules?"

When Qiu Ye heard Shunxuan say this, he asked quickly: "Well... OK, I really don't know much."

Shunxuan then began to explain: "Now, most of the general spiritual surrendering associations are judged to be fake, but our situation is different. The first thing to pay attention to is safety measures. You can naturally feel at ease. As long as you follow the rules specified by Ruixin, there will be absolutely nothing wrong. When the spiritual surrendering association starts, you need to light seven candles and place them on the round table. We must all gather in front of the table. Ruixin will use her mind to concentrate the spiritual energy of this room here. If the candle is extinguished or swayed, it means that the ghost may have arrived. Well, of course, don't be nervous. Not only Ruixin, but also Mo Yan, we have done similar spiritual surrendering associations many times, and never happened. Both of them are very capable people, so you can rest assured."

Qiu Ye became nervous as he listened. However, since Shunxuan looked so confident, she had to relax. After all, there were so many people here, and two of them had psychic powers.

"Photographies are prohibited from being shot in general, but our situation is different. During the process of the siege, shooting and recording are allowed, because we are real. At that time, Xiaoqiu will be responsible for writing the entire process of the interview. Well, it is best to carry the notes with you."

My anxiety became stronger as time approached.

At about ten o'clock, the seven people became nervous at the same time. Although it was not the first time that the Spirit Reaper was held, this time it was in a completely closed space. If something really happened, it would be impossible to escape.

Mo Yan is still in the room for puzzles at this moment. Logically speaking, he should come out to help at this time, but everyone knows that his past is very miserable, so as long as he doesn't do too outrageously, no one will blame him too much.

"So strange..." Mo Yan grabbed his hair from time to time, looked at the puzzle in front of him, and said in confusion: "I can finish it in three hours in the past... But after working for a whole afternoon, why is it less than one-third of it?"

The part that I was currently working on was only the character's neck, and even his chin was not working on it, which made him a little irritable.

At this time, the door opened. Ruixin had already changed into a black robe and said to Mo Yan: "It's almost ready. It's already eleven o'clock now. Are you still staying here for the puzzle?"

"I'll come later. You guys wait first. Isn't there an hour left?"

"There are still a lot of preparations to be done... Could it be that you are scared?"

Mo Yan raised his head slightly and looked at Ruixin, sneered, and said, "You are afraid... you are right. You are not born with a supernatural physique. You, a spiritual master who became a monk halfway through, is just lucky enough to not meet a truly vicious ghost."

Ruixin asked inexplicably: "What... what supernatural constitution? I don't understand."

"Ha... It turns out you don't know anything..."

After Mo Yan put a piece of the puzzle, he raised his head and said, "Then look at it...what is a natural supernatural constitution..." Then, Mo Yan closed his eyes. After about five seconds, he opened his eyes instantly, and his pupils were already purple at this moment!

"This is the symbol of the advanced supernatural person—the purple eye ghost eyes."

Ruixin was stunned. His pupils were obviously black, but why did they suddenly change color? Moreover, the purple pupils felt very strange...

"Sighting pupil eyes... I really didn't expect you to know nothing about supernatural constitutions. The so-called supernatural constitution refers to the constitution that is possessed by a ghost as soon as you are born, and can generally be inherited. However, my situation is a mutation, and my parents are not people with supernatural constitutions. I guess it is probably because of this that I can freely control the ghost eyes and change the pupil color."

Ruixin quickly calmed down and said, "Then...so what? Although I really don't know much about ghost eyes or something, it's not important. I'm only responsible for letting ghosts appear. Since you have ghost eyes, can you see ghosts?"

"That's natural. The lowest level of perspective pupil eyes is the ghost eyes that can see the transparent ghost. The perspective ability of the vision pupil eyes is several times stronger than that."

Ruixin no longer paid attention to him and said, "Okay... Are you ghost eyes or human eyes the same? Just do your job well... The Spirit-Surrendering Society is about to begin, come out quickly."

Just as Ruixin walked to the door, Mo Yan picked up another panel and said, "By the way... In fact, there is nothing in this museum besides no windows. I wonder if you have noticed it?"

"What...what..." she turned around and asked, "What?"

"The phone... no matter which room is good, there is no phone."

Ruixin thought about it carefully, and indeed, she couldn't find any memory of seeing the phone here in her mind.

This is...what is going on? It's like deliberately cutting off our connection with the outside world...

At about 11:30, seven people finally gathered at the round table. The lamp in the living room had been turned off. The candles had been lit and placed on the round table. Yan Ruixin, wearing a black robe, was sitting upright, and the others were quietly waiting for the arrival of midnight.

At this moment, Shen Ang, who was very excited, had already prepared the camera, and Ruixin was also feeling the aura that was permeating the room. Mo Yan's pupils had returned to normal, and he was still a little annoyed. The puzzle was still too slow. The most nervous among the group was actually Shunxuan. He didn't know what he would encounter here. The ideal situation was of course to see his son's soul, but... what happened next? He knew nothing.

At this time, Yue Jie held his hand tightly, and his warm eyes seemed to comfort him, which calmed down Shunxuan's heart a little.
Chapter completed!