In the dark corridor, Shen Yijin lit the candle with an expressionless face.

She thought that An Ningxuan and the others were by her side, and with her protection, nothing would happen.

But after walking only a hundred meters out of the dormitory, the guests, starting with Su Yi, started to have problems one after another, and even Nan Mingcheng was no exception.

Cong Lingyun was thrown to the ground by Nan Mingcheng and fell hard. Nan Mingcheng's eyes were blurred. He forcibly pried apart the two female guests hanging on Shen Yijin, put his chin on Shen Yijin's shoulders, hugged Shen Yijin from behind, and replaced Su Yi and the other two as pendants on Shen Yijin.

The two female guests who were stripped naked showed different expressions. An Ningxuan lay peacefully on the ground, and it was impossible to tell what she had been through.

Su Yi put on a mask of pain and crawled around on the spot.

The guests were all affected by the remaining ghosts in the monastery, leaving Shen Yijin as the only one who was still conscious.

Shen Yijin didn't forget the clues Yu Hong found in the dormitory.

Please light a candle after dark, otherwise you will get lost.

The current status of the guests just fits this requirement.

Fortunately, she was prepared and took out a candle before leaving.

After lighting the candles, the guests' condition gradually improved. Nan Mingcheng was the first to come back to his senses and realized that he was hugging Chen Yijin. His ears turned red instantly and he hurriedly let go of Chen Yijin.

Su Yi and An Ningxuan also woke up one after another. Although Su Yiren was awake, her mind had not yet fully recovered.

"I have to move forward, they are waiting for me... I have to do this, only in this way can I, can I..." Su Yi muttered to herself, and after saying "only in this way" several times in succession, her pupils suddenly contracted.

Seeing the surrounding environment clearly, Su Yi breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Shen Yijin's thigh and sobbed: "Wuwuwu, Sister Shen, it was so scary just now. You were not here, and I was surrounded by them..."

Su Yi cried and told what she had just seen. This time, no matter how scared she was, she didn't dare close her eyes, for fear that when she opened her eyes, the person next to her would turn into the girl in red with a mouth that was so cracked that it could reach her forehead.

"It seems that we saw the same scene." Compared with Su Yi, An Ningxuan was much calmer.

Maybe she didn't have as rich imagination as Su Yi, and the head made of red ropes looked like an ordinary ball of wool to her.

Like Su Yi, she was also forced to walk towards the man, but An Ningxuan was stubborn enough to lie down on the spot and ignored the urging voice in her ears.

The same scenario, depending on the person experiencing it, will lead to very different results.

If Shen Yijin had not lit the candle, Su Yi might have been possessed by a ghost and become a member of the betrayer camp between Su Yi and An Ningxuan.

After listening to Su Yi and the other person's situation, Shen Yijin turned to look at Nan Mingcheng: "What did you see?"

Nan Mingcheng looked away uncomfortably: "Nothing..."

Shen Yijin narrowed her eyes dangerously. Before she could ask further, she heard Sister Wang, who was hiding in the earrings, say, "Huh, what else can a man see? Girl, this man likes you, you didn't know it all along, did you?"

Shen Yijin was slightly stunned. She argued softly, "How is that possible? We haven't met a few times, how could he like me?"

"You're too naive. Does it take time for a man to like you?" Sister Wang's tone was full of disdain for men. "No man is a good thing. You can't agree to his confession. It's much better for us women to live alone than to be tied to a man!"

The ghost in the hairpin whispered to Shen Yijin that Sister Wang had suffered emotional trauma before coming to the monastery, and encountered such a thing before her death. She had no good impression of male creatures.

Sister Wang was dissatisfied with the Hairpin Ghost's explanation: "What do you mean I don't have a good impression of men? What I said is clearly the truth! Have you forgotten, including you and me, how many of us sisters have died at the hands of men?"

The hairpin ghost and Sister Wang had different ideas and gradually started arguing. Shen Yijin felt a headache listening to them and shook her head slightly.

She accidentally saw that Zong Lingyun, who was lying on the ground, had woken up.

But the one who woke up was not him, but it.

"What do you want to do?" Shen Yijin stared into "Cong Lingyun's" eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"Cong Lingyun" stood up with a laugh, dusted off the dust on himself, and said playfully, "I want to play a game with you sisters. I know what program you are recording. Those people left a lot of notes in the monastery. Are you looking for clues? I happen to have one here."

"Cong Lingyun" took small steps and quickly walked to Chen Yijin: "The mirror of joy is broken, the guests are all happy, the people in the painting have finished the song and dispersed, the way is compassionate."

"Hehe, sister, you are so beautiful. Red must suit you very well." After smiling at Shen Yijin a few times, "Cong Lingyun" turned around and ran away quickly.

Shen Yijin was now even more troubled. She came here to solve the problem with Cong Lingyun, but before she could help Cong Lingyun, she had to watch him being possessed by ghosts twice.

Now, when it was over, she didn't know how to explain it to Zhong Zhiwen.

An Ningxuan swallowed hard, staring at the direction where "Cong Lingyun" was going away, and asked in a trembling voice: "Did Lingyun get involved with something unclean? I felt something was wrong with him when we first started recording, and now..."

When they were in the dormitory, Ling Yun's behavior was very abnormal, and now he is even more unlike a normal person.

An Ningxuan was a little worried whether Ling Yun could return to normal.

"His body is too weak and he is possessed by a ghost." Shen Yijin rubbed his eyebrows hard. The red-clothed female ghost attached to Lingyun was quite powerful and could even tear off the talisman she had pasted.

To be precise, the female ghosts in the monastery are generally quite powerful. The last time Ling Yun was possessed, it was the female ghost who tore up her talisman paper.

Thinking of the hundreds of innocent souls who died tragically in the entire monastery, Shen Yijin sighed deeply.

Yes, anyone would feel resentful if they were betrayed by their own people and died in such a humiliating way at the hands of the enemy, and this resentment would not dissipate for thousands of years.

"Then what should we do?" An Ningxuan's suspicions were confirmed, and she found it even harder to speak. "And Yu Hong? He was taken away alone. Will he be alright?"

Although Yu Hong is a man and is physically stronger than women, two fists are no match for four hands. Yu Hong is alone, and he still has to guard against invisible and intangible ghosts, so he can't predict what the outcome will be.

Shen Yijin pursed her lips: "Let's go, I only brought this one candle, we can't stay here any longer, we have to find Yu Hong quickly."

The group continued on their way and soon discovered that the monastery was filled with mirrors.

"Is this the happy mirror it mentioned?" Su Yi looked at the mirrors and thought of the red-lined head she had just seen.

She looked carefully and found that each mirror was tied with a red rope.

Mirror, red rope, red clothes...

Su Yi exclaimed: "The one who just got on Lingyun was the girl in red!"