Inside the Zheng family old mansion
Jin Xu and four others entered the mansion, and the gate behind them closed tightly.
Ignoring the creaking sound behind them, he carefully observed the courtyard in front of him.
Wasn't it said that this house was unclean? Yet, it seemed quite clean.
At this moment, there was a small courtyard in front of the little Taoist, and through the porch, he could see that the ground was paved with brand-new bluestone slabs. Not to mention weeds—there wasn't even a speck of dust.
He stepped towards the porch and said at the same time.
"Little White, try now and see if you can smell the scent of living people."
No one responded.
"Little White?"
Jin Xu turned around and found that there was no one behind him.
According to the routine he'd seen in horror films, the main characters, upon entering such old houses, would usually find excuses to separate.
And then they would be picked off one by one.
