"You're finally out." Fatso immediately ran to Su Bai's side and checked Su Bai from head to toe.
"What?" Su Bai asked.
"To see if you're a human or a ghost." Fatso replied.
"You can't tell if I'm a human or a ghost." Xiao Lin also walked over and said at this time.
"F * ck off." Su Bai scolded the two of them and then walked to the car. He took out a bottle of mineral water from the car, twisted the cap and drank it in one gulp. Only then did his emotions calm down. He asked, "Monk and Gyatso haven't come out yet?"
"Not yet. I only sensed you with the compass just now." Fatso held a compass in his hand. This was the relic of the black listener. Fatso had exchanged it from Su Bai.
"They should be calmer than me." Su Bai sat in the car, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep puff. "I almost couldn't help but tear down the house."
"I almost couldn't help but activate the array formation." Fatso replied, "But when I was about to activate the array formation, I found something wrong."
"What is it?" Su Bai asked curiously. He also wanted to know what would have happened if he had used force just now.
"Excitement." Fatso spat out these two words.
"Huh?" Su Bai was a little inexplicable.
"When I was about to activate the array formation to forcibly bring you out, I felt a sense of excitement. That sense of excitement came from this house." Fatso said very seriously, "This house has obviously been waiting for this moment for too long. So when it sensed that my array formation was about to be activated, it couldn't control its emotions and revealed a little. I noticed it. This is an array master's sixth sense. Believe me, it's right."
"Excitement?" Su Bai flicked the ash off his cigarette. "If you're not out of your mind, do you mean that this house actually welcomes you to use the array to break it open?"
"Yes, that's what it means. I was so scared that I quickly stopped the formation and used the compass to try and find your auras. Where were you just now? I couldn't sense you before, but I could suddenly sense a faint trace of you." "Yes, that's what it means.
"I just …" Su Bai pondered for a moment. "I just left the house and am in the yard."
"It means that the wall is a big circle, and the house is a small circle. The isolation effect in the small circle is strong, and the isolation effect in the middle of the big circle and the small circle is weaker." Fatso analyzed, "I still can't sense the monk and Gyatso. They are still playing tricks in the house."
After Fatso said this, he frowned. "Damn it, they really can play tricks." Obviously, Fatso thought of Old Fang's wife and daughter.
Kobayashi, who had been keeping a low profile since the beginning, pointed at the house and said with a self-deprecating smile, "That's right.
"Don't you guys think this house looks like a tomb?"
"Where did you get such a sigh from?" Fatso said in a disgusted tone. "You're still using metaphors at this time."
"This is a possibility that I just thought of. Why did you go through so much effort to make this house?
You guys said that it was an experiment or a game, but it was a little too childish. No matter how powerful the listener was two years ago, the horror broadcast could still easily crush him, and the difficulty of the story world would be correspondingly higher.
It took a lot of effort and resources to make this house, that's for sure, but … "
Xiao Lin said this and shook his head.
"Go on." Su Bai took another puff of his cigarette and narrowed his eyes. Perhaps, sometimes, the truth might really be in a fleeting thought, especially when everyone was still in a state of confusion about the real situation of the house. Perhaps this sudden thought could create a breakthrough.
Xiao Lin shook his head with a smile. "I can't explain it clearly. Let's think of a way to get the two people out."
The impatient Fatso deliberately walked to Su Bai's side and pretended to reach into the car to take a cigarette. His thumb pointed in front of Su Bai where Xiao Lin was outside the car.
Su Bai nodded gently.
Xiao Lin must have discovered something or guessed something, but he didn't intend to say it.
Perhaps, Xiao Lin didn't think about it before he said it, but when he said it, he happened to think of a key point, so he changed the topic abruptly. It shouldn't have been after careful consideration. Otherwise, with the shrewdness of the people present, they wouldn't have done it so abruptly.
Su Bai nodded, indicating that he saw it too.
Fatso was also a master who was used to playing dirty. Naturally, he could see the abnormality of Xiao Lin before, but since the person was unwilling to say it, he couldn't use force. It could be said that there was no other way.
However, Su Bai still took out his phone and wrote the word "tomb" in the memo on his phone.
"Since Da Bai can come out, I don't believe that the monk and Gyatso can't. In fact, there isn't any absolute danger inside, right?" Fatso looked at Su Bai and asked.
Su Bai shook his head. "I didn't encounter any real danger that could threaten my life, but the environment and things inside will make me feel very uncomfortable."
Fatso smacked his lips. "Why don't you call again and say that you left your wallet at Old Fang's house? Let Old Fang come out and open the door to let you in. You can go and pick up the monk and the others. "
Su Bai shook the phone in his hand. "I can call Old Fang, but I will say that I have something to do now. I will ask a chubby man to go to your house later to help me get my wallet."
"Uh …" Fatso pondered for a moment. "I think this matter can be discussed again."
Obviously, Fatso wasn't willing to take the risk and go in. He saw Su Bai walk out in a daze. Even a mentally ill person like Su Bai could be in such a state, so he didn't want to go in and suffer.
At this time, Xiao Lin also sat in the car. He took out his headphones and began listening to music. He could sit still and sit steadily.
At the same time, Su Bai saw an energy fluctuation in Xiao Lin's clothes.
Su Bai and Fatso looked at each other. Fatso took out his phone and sent a message to Su Bai.
"This guy knows that he just spilled the beans, so he activated his defensive artifact to prevent us from taking the initiative to attack him."
Su Bai smiled. Xiao Lin was actually a bit too cautious. After all, the price of attacking someone who had no absolute relationship with him was too high. Neither Fatso nor Su Bai would be willing to do that. If the two of them worked together, it wouldn't be difficult to subdue Xiao Lin who was already injured by Lucky. However, if it was just for the safety of Gyatso and the monk.
Cough cough, regardless of whether it was Fatso or Su Bai, they didn't seem willing. After all, the two of them weren't Lei Feng, nor did they have such noble sentiments.
"I'm hungry. Let me see if there's any takeaway nearby. I'll order one." Fatso also sat in the car.
There were three men in the car. It was a bit awkward because the three of them didn't know what to do by staying here. However, it didn't seem appropriate to just drive away. Perhaps, they could only hope that at some point, Tyrant and Gyatso would walk out on their own.
…
It was late at night. The guest room had been unoccupied for a long time, so it was especially deserted. This had nothing to do with the thickness of the blanket or whether the room was air-conditioned.
Tyrant and Gyatso slept on the same bed. After all, no matter how polite Old Fang was, he wouldn't go so far as to let two renovation workers have a room each.
Both of them were monks, so they were relatively quiet. After washing up, they just lay on the bed. Neither of them played with their phones, listened to music, nor chatted. They just rested like that.
After sleeping for about three hours, Tyrant sat up, got off the bed, and walked out of the bedroom.
Gyatso immediately sat up, got off the bed, and walked out of the bedroom.
The guest rooms were on the second floor, while Old Fang's family lived on the first floor. It was obvious that Old Fang was planning to stay the night at home. After all, it was raining heavily outside. However, Su Bai and company didn't see any raindrops outside. But here, they could see lightning and thunder from time to time outside the window.
Most of the lights were off. Therefore, every time lightning appeared, a pale white light would appear in the room. Coupled with the rapid sound of raindrops outside, it gave off an eerie feeling.
Tyrant slowly walked down the stairs, as though he was afraid of disturbing someone. When he reached the first floor, he saw that the bathroom on the first floor was still lit. It was obvious that someone was inside.
He walked over and gently knocked on the door.
The bathroom door was opened from the inside. Old Fang's wife was inside.
"Master, there's a bathroom on the second floor," said Old Fang's wife.
"I can't find it," said Tyrant.
Old Fang's wife was wearing pajamas, revealing a large portion of her skin. However, she wasn't using the bathroom. Instead, she was flushing the toilet.
"Is the toilet clogged?" asked Tyrant.
"Yes, it's very troublesome. I'm unclogging the toilet," grumbled Old Fang's wife.
"Why don't you wake Old Fang up?"
"Old Fang sleeps like a log. Nothing can wake him. Furthermore, he doesn't care about what happens at home. In his eyes, this home is just an inn. If not for the sudden appearance of so many fingernails of unknown origin, he wouldn't have come back at all."
Clearly, Old Fang's wife had a lot of resentment towards Old Fang.
"Let me do it," said Tyrant.
"You men are strong. Alright, I'll have to trouble you, Master." Old Fang's wife stepped back and handed the wire in her hand to Tyrant.
Tyrant used the wire to poke at the toilet. There was something blocked inside, but he couldn't poke it out.
"Master, this toilet can be moved. I think there's something blocked in the sewer pipe," Old Fang's wife reminded him.
Tyrant nodded and reached out to grab the toilet. The toilet was easily moved. This was very strange. Most people's toilets were fixed, but this was obviously not the case.
There was a sewer pipe under the toilet. Tyrant continued to dig with the wire. As he dug, yellow water began to flow out.
It didn't stink.
This wasn't a mixture of feces and urine.
Tyrant squatted down and rubbed a little with his finger. Then, he put it into his mouth and sucked.
"Master, it's dirty," Old Fang's wife stood behind Tyrant and reminded him.
Tyrant shook his head.
"The water of the Netherworld isn't dirty."
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