The door was pushed open, and a house that had been sealed for many years appeared before them.

This is the main hall of the backyard, which is similar in structure to the front yard but slightly smaller in area. The script states that the owner of the house said that the furnishings of this house still remain the same as they were many years ago, and have not changed since he was born.

These old furniture are covered with thick dust and cobwebs, all of which are traces of time.

The windows in the house were closed, and it was dark and gloomy. From time to time, a small breeze blew up, raising dust and brushing against the curtains, causing a whimpering sound.

After Yue Ya said that, everyone else felt like something had really woken up in the dark, and they all felt panicked.

No one dared to move until Yue Ya moved, so everyone stood still together.

Yue Ya looked back and saw a group of people standing behind him with stiff expressions. He felt a little puzzled: "Not going in?"

The director smiled stiffly: "You go first!" Big brother, please!

They are all cowards, yet they still dare to do a supernatural program. Yue Ya shook his head, stepped into the house, and broke the strange atmosphere.

Lihua followed nervously and asked in a voice close to a whisper: "What is the focus of our next search?"

Yueya: "It depends on fate."

Lihua: “…” So Buddhist?

"When it comes to tailoring, just watch and don't touch anything." Yue Ya added lazily, to prevent the girl from being reckless.

In Yueya's eyes, there was nothing to worry about since Feifei had finished his meal.

The little chick pecked at the rice and nodded: "Okay!"

Yueya glanced at the living room. There was no mirror hanging here to celebrate the new home, only a painting.

The painting shows a man in red clothes and a ghost mask. He holds a rope in his hand. The rope ends in several strands, each of which is tied to a ghost with a green face and fangs. These ghosts are crawling out, almost rushing out of the painting paper. There are words next to each ghost, probably their names. The words are well written, but the names are quite random.

Lihua was horrified: "This painting is so weird, especially the rope. It reminds me of hanged ghosts. These ghosts seem to crawl out. Who do you think this man with a ghost mask is? Why is he leading so many ghosts?"

Yueya said calmly: "Maybe he is running away from the ghost."

Lihua: “?” It seems that what you said is correct, and the wording is very accurate.

Feifei suddenly jumped to the ground and sniffed around a large vase. Yueya followed it without even paying attention to the painting.

So he didn't see that the ghost-faced man in the painting slowly moved his eyes.

Feifei squatted in front of the vase, and occasionally patted the vase with his paws, making a dong dong sound.

This vase is more than one meter tall, with a big belly and a thin neck. The pattern is quite ordinary and it has no value. It is just a decoration.

But Feifei stopped here, proving that it is somewhat interesting.

Yue Ya looked into the vase and found something at the bottom, but it was too dark for him to see clearly.

Pouring it out may trigger taboos and is not a good idea.

Yueya took out a camera and took a few photos of the bottle mouth.

These photos are very clear, and you can see a mahogany seal with intricate patterns engraved on it lying at the bottom of the bottle.

Yue Ya enlarged the photo, trying to see it more clearly, but when he enlarged the photo, he saw a blurry, pale face in the shadow part!

The face was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen without zooming in.

This ordinary vase instantly turned into... a cat food bucket!

Feifei doesn’t have to worry about the next meal after the last one. The key is that this cat food bucket comes with a mahogany seal, which is such a good deal.

Yue Ya couldn't help but smile with relief.

"What did you take a picture of?" Lihua asked curiously when she saw him smile.

"Good stuff." Yueya showed her the photos.

"What is this, a seal?" Lihua didn't see the ghost face at first, and subconsciously enlarged the photo. As a result, she made eye contact with the ghost face in the shadow and almost screamed.

Her expression was stiff, and she honestly moved away from the vase: "How can you still laugh when you see such a horrible thing?"

Yueya: “Is it scary?” This is much cuter than a hanged ghost.

Yueya asked the staff for a red marker and drew a triangle on the floor near the vase.

"Is this marking the danger zone?" Lihua felt that he had become reliable again: "Great, this way we will know to be careful when we pass by."

Yueya put the cap on the pen and said calmly, "You can understand it this way, but I am marking the cat food area."

Feifei's eyes lit up and he proudly puffed out his chest: "Meow!" I am a cat with food reserves!

Lihua was stunned: "Cat food?"

Lihua was horrified when she thought about it. What on earth did this cat eat to grow up?!

"Go on." Yue Ya walked towards the room.

Lihua asked tentatively, "Do you want to continue looking for 'cat food'?"

Yueya: “That’s right.”

Lihua: “…” I’ve never seen anyone actively looking for a ghost. I’m really impressed.

This room only has a large storage cabinet and a set of tables and chairs. It looks more like a study. On the table are a brush, a black inkstone and a stack of unfolded paper.

These things were covered with spider webs, and you could vaguely make out the words on the paper. The fonts were crooked and dark red in color, with splashes of ink on them, and they were filled with resentment.

Yue Ya narrowed her eyes slightly and read it once: "If a bully kills me, it is unjust. I will be entangled with him for the rest of my life. For this, I am willing to trade my soul with you, Feng Juanshu."

The name Fengjuan sounds familiar. Where have you heard it?

"Hiss... Is this a blood letter? It mentions a bully. It should be written by the ghost tailor, right?" Lihua rubbed her arms with goosebumps and looked at Yueya: "What do you think?"

Yue Ya frowned: "The handwriting is too ugly."

Lihua looked at the blood letter again and had to admit that Yueya was right. The handwriting was as bad as a dog's crawl and the level was not even as good as that of an elementary school student.

"Any other ideas?"

"This is not written with blood, but red ink." Yue Ya pointed to the inkstone, on which there was still a small piece of unground red ink.

The director who was quietly filming got anxious: "Xiaoyue, don't say it out loud, or the audience will think it's written in blood, it will have a better effect this way."

Yue Ya looked towards the camera. He was wearing a hat and a mask, with only his dark eyes showing. When he looked back calmly, everyone was attracted by these beautiful eyes and fell silent at the same time.

"These words are very floating, with traces of splashing. Only when the pen is suspended and the control is not strong enough can such words be written." Yue Ya's thoughts are clear and his speech is fast: "I guess someone once sat at the desk, using pen and paper as a medium to communicate with the ghost tailor, and the ghost tailor used his hand to write these words."

If the deal is successful, it means the ghost tailor has sold the soul to someone.

He didn't finish his words, but they were able to vividly imagine a blurry-faced person sitting at a table, with his hand held by a ghostly hand that appeared out of nowhere, writing this resentful letter... The NPCs were once again frightened by Yue Ya and dared not move!

"Director, is the show effective enough?" Yue Ya blinked innocently.

He had to endure the performance effect he requested, even with tears in his eyes. The director smiled bitterly and gave him a thumbs up: "Enough, very enough."

Yueya said, "There is more."

The director was already getting nervous: "What else?"

"Don't you think the name Feng Juan is familiar? I remember that she is one of the parties A." Yue Ya took out the contract, unfolded the first page, and pointed to the name in the column of Party A: "The client who invited us to film the program is a ghost."

The director turned pale and sweated profusely: "Maybe they just have the same name, like... Pen, Pen!!"

The director has a loud voice, and this time he sang with a dolphin sound effect, which scared everyone.

Lihua rubbed her ears: "Like what?"

"The pen is moving!" the director almost shouted.

Yue Ya turned around, and a woman's face hanging upside down suddenly approached him! The Yin Qi rushed towards him, and his body instantly went numb! The Yin Qi on the ghost tailor was nearly twice as fierce as last night!

The NPCs screamed and fled in panic! Several players followed them.

"Bang!" Lihua reacted very quickly, picked up something on the table and hit the ghost tailor on the head!

The ghost tailor screamed and disappeared.

Yueya looked at Lihua in surprise.

Lihua's eyes were red and she seemed about to cry but wasn't crying yet. You really can't believe she was that brave.

"Thanks," Yueya thought of a question: "What did you use to hit the ghost just now?"

"I don't know. I just picked up something and threw it at him. How come I am so brave?" Lihua herself didn't expect that she would do such a thing. She was just impulsive at the time and didn't think too much.

Ah Hai didn't run away just now. He pointed at the dark object on the ground and said, "It looks like an inkstone. You used it to drive away the ghost. That's awesome."

Lihua sniffed, "I'm so awesome."

Yue Ya: "That's great, but the ghost tailor might come looking for you tonight."

Lihua's eyes widened as she realized what was happening. "I took the stone inkstone! The ghost tailor showed up when the pen was moved, so the stone inkstone is also related to the ghost tailor. I took the ghost tailor's things and triggered her hunting conditions. She's coming to find me tonight!"

Lihua ruffled her hair into a mess, tears welling up in her eyes: "I didn't think so much at the time and smashed it directly... Now that I think about it, we don't seem to have any triggering conditions, why did she suddenly appear?"

It was her innate kindness that pushed Lihua to do this, and in her panic she was unable to think too much.

Yueya analyzed slowly, "Maybe the handwriting reading led her out. She frightened us, hoping that someone would touch the dangerous objects in a panic."

This is also the crux of the problem. The NPCs and players were running so fast just now. In addition to Lihua, there may be other people who accidentally touched dangerous objects.

Lihua pointed at herself in despair: "Just like me."

"Don't panic, we are just speculating, it may not happen 100%," Yue Ya comforted her: "You are trying to help me, I will not stand idly by, not to mention..."

Lihua also knew that it was useless to worry, so she took a few deep breaths to calm herself down: "What else?"

"A blessing in disguise." Yue pointed at the inkstone and said, "Take it with you."

Lihua was a little scared: "Still picking it up?"

Yue Ya nodded: "Pick it up, and hit her again tonight."

Lihua covered her chest, not daring to think: "Can it still be done this way?"

Yueya: "If I can hit it once, I can hit it twice."

This stone inkstone could hurt the ghost tailor, so it might not be simple.

"I've already touched it, so it's no loss to pick it up. Go ahead and pick it up. If she comes tonight, I'll hit her again!" Lihua mustered up the courage to pick up the inkstone and put it into her player backpack.

The three men left the house. There was no one in the backyard. There were several rows of messy footprints on the muddy ground of the yard. It was obvious that those people were very panicked when they rushed out.

Back in the front yard, there was chaos again.

There have been several supernatural events before, but the NPCs have never encountered a ghost. This is the first time they have seen a ghost with their own eyes, and these people are mentally broken.

"Director, I don't want to save the production team anymore. Being unemployed is better than losing my life! I'm leaving first. Let's contact each other when there's a chance." Several NPCs left with their luggage. The director was unable to keep them and could only squat on the ground and smoke.

"It's my first time playing this kind of game, and the NPCs are quite involved. How will the plot develop?" Lihua was a little curious, following the NPCs.

Yue Ya shook his head, feeling that this was not a good thing.

Suddenly, the NPC walking in the front was cut into several pieces when he stepped out of the yard! The ground was in a mess, and the NPCs walking behind were splattered with blood and crawled back.

"Oh my god!" Lihua covered her mouth and almost vomited.

Ah Hai couldn't help but shiver.

The NPCs were frightened and cried.

Despair quickly spread among the crowd.

Yueya walked to the gate and saw several straight transparent lines, which were only revealed after being stained red with blood. From this moment on, the memories of the NPCs should no longer be erased.

The director was shocked to see Yueya walking so far ahead: "Xiaoyue! Don't walk so far ahead, come back quickly!"

Yueya walked back slowly and saw the intern NPC crying and asking the director: "What should we do now?"

"Fuck! I didn't expect the client to be a ghost." The director threw the cigarette on the ground and crushed it out. "Now we can't leave. Don't try to sneak away. Escape will only lead to death. Finish the show according to the contract. There may be a glimmer of hope."

It's the only way, after all, there's no escape.

When encountering such a thing, no one was in the mood to work. The director announced that they would take a rest tonight. Everyone should adjust their mindset and talk to him at any time if there was anything. Don't think too much.

Players have seen a lot and found that they are much more courageous than NPCs and can still do what they are supposed to do.

In the evening, dinner was delivered to the yard on time as usual. They looked at the delivery boy who came and went freely with envy, but no one tried to leave with him. The scene in the afternoon was too tragic.

After dinner, Yueya and Feifei came to Lihua. They had discussed it in the afternoon and Yueya would come over to help in the evening.

There were originally only three people living here, but two of them died last night, leaving Lihua alone.

Lihua didn't dare to stay in the room alone. Before Yueya came, she sat on the steps at the door, feeling very nervous.

Only when Yueya appeared did she feel more at ease: "Brother Yue! You are finally here, please come in."

As soon as Yueya entered the room, he said, "Close all the windows."

Lihua closed all the windows before asking, "Why?"

"I suspect that the tall and thin man was dragged out by the banyan tree last night because he did not close the window, but the evidence is not sufficient."

Yueya’s intuition has always been accurate. In this situation, it is better to trust her intuition.

Lihua felt like shaking her feet when she was nervous: "I don't know when she will come. Should we make any preparations?"

Yue Ya answered simply and rudely: "Take that inkstone and smash any dirty thing that dares to get close to it."

"Okay!" Lihua was so nervous that she asked carefully, "Well, can I borrow your cat to hug?"

Yueya glanced at Feifei, who jumped onto the table and slowly walked in front of Lihua.

Lihua touched the kitten, and her tension was effectively relieved, and her legs stopped shaking.

Yueya let the little puppet out, letting it move around and report any movement it heard. But the little guy walked around the room, then came back to Feifei, staying close to him and refusing to leave.

As time went by, Lihua, whose nerves were extremely tense, could no longer hold on and gradually became sleepy. Her head could not help but nod off and she looked like she was about to fall asleep at any moment.

The lights in the room became dimmer, the sound of the wind outside gradually became louder, and a faint shadow swayed past the window.

The two little ones who were playing stopped at the same time and turned their heads to look towards the corner.

Yue Ya looked in the direction but saw nothing.

But he heard a thin friction sound and a faint humming sound.

Yueya patted Lihua's shoulder, and Lihua woke up immediately and clenched the inkstone in her hand.

She slapped her face and forced herself to wake up: "Are you here?"

"Are you waiting for me?" A soft voice came from the corner, and a pair of pale and slender hands appeared out of thin air. In one hand, they held a needle and thread, and in the other a piece of clothing, and were sewing something.

Looking closely, it turns out that these hands are sewing eyeballs onto the clothes!

Lihua also noticed it. She turned her head to look at Yueya and said, "Brother Yue, am I seeing right? She is sewing her eyeballs, right?"

Yueya nodded.

Lihua broke out in a cold sweat and was completely awakened by the fright.

A soft laugh came from the corner, and the ghost tailor appeared, sitting suspended in the air, with a box floating beside her hand. The box was open, and you could see that there were several layers inside. The top layer contained eyeballs, and the bottom layer contained a string of beautiful gems, emitting a strange aura.

When seeing the box, a dark light flashed in Yue Ya's dark eyes.

"Fengjuan." Yueya called the ghost tailor's name.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't heard this name for a long time, the ghost tailor was a little dazed, and then annoyed: "What do you want me to do?"

Yue Ya raised the corner of her lips, looked at her gem box, and asked softly: "Do you know what it means to keep your wealth private?"