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    From the outside, although it is almost a hundred years old, the villa does not look shabby, only the trees in the courtyard are a little withered.

    Rowling explained that despite the age of this house, it has actually been renovated many times, especially the exterior wall. Almost every new owner will give the house a good rest before moving in.  In addition, people have only lived here for more than twenty years, so this house is actually very well maintained.  This is one of the reasons why Rowling's parents took a fancy to this villa.

    Following Luo Lin's footsteps, we crossed the courtyard and came to the door. The moment she opened the door, Luo Lin suddenly stopped, turned around and said to us: "Everyone, do you want to think about it again? Now?  Is there really no danger in going in at this time?¡±

    Zhang Mo frowned and replied: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs. If Miss Luo is worried, can I ask Sijiu to accompany you outside?"

    When I heard this, I was immediately dissatisfied. What did Zhang Mo mean?  Does he really want to bring me and Rowling together so that he can have one less competitor?

    But before I had time to object, Rowling had already shaken her head, "No, this house belongs to my parents after all. It is my responsibility to work with you to find out the truth of the matter."

    With that said, she unlocked the door, opened the door, and turned on the light.

    The interior of the villa is, as Luo Lin said, a typical Japanese style.  At the entrance is a entrance hall and a long corridor. The floors of the room are all made of wood. They make sounds from time to time when you walk up, as if you can break through them with a little force.

    After entering the main hall, the Japanese style in the villa becomes even more intense. The floor here is covered with soft tatami mats, and the partition doors leading to several rooms are also made of paper sliding doors.  There are also many mahogany furniture in the room, which is also very traditional Japanese style.  In addition, in the corner of the main hall, there is a wooden staircase with some paint peeling off leading to the second floor.

    The third fat man walked around the main hall and asked, "Miss Luo, have you already decorated it? Why have you even bought the furniture?"

    Luo Lin shook her head and explained: "These things were originally placed here. Some were bought by the previous owner, and some are said to have been decorated by the owner who originally built this villa."

    "The owner of this villa Let me go, wasn't that almost a hundred years ago? This should be considered an antique, right?"

    The third fat man sighed while lying on a square table, mumbling something.

    I listened closely and realized that this guy was actually calculating the price of Japanese furniture from more than 90 years ago

    "A sneeze!"

    At this time, Lin Qianyi suddenly sneezed. She put her hands around her chest and said to us: "Do you feel a little cold here?"

    Mr. Z said: "This is already a mountain, right? Cold spots are normal."

    "That's not right." Zhang Mo raised his hand, looked around cautiously, and then said: "It's not the mountain, it's the yin energy in this villa."

    "Yin Qi?" The third fat man immediately jumped up from the table and stood next to Zhang Mo. Then he looked around and said, "Zhang Zhenren, is there really Yin Qi in this room? Are there any ghosts?"

    "It's hard to saymy uncle Zhang is right. Although there is Yin Qi here, there are no traces of ghosts. You have to check it carefully to know."

    Having said this, Zhang Mo quietly pushed the third fat man to the side, and then said to us: "Miss Luo, Allen, don't be surprised for a while, I want to use my yin and yang eyes now."

    As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Mo suddenly lowered his head. A few seconds later, when he raised his head again, a huge change appeared on his face.

    Seeing this change, even though they had been warned in advance, Mr. Z and Rowling couldn't help but take a step back in surprise.

    "Don't be nervous, this is Zhang Mo's special ability. His yin and yang eyes allow him to directly see all the hidden ghosts and ghosts." I explained to the side.

    But although I told them not to be nervous, I was actually a little surprised myself, because this was the first time I saw Zhang Mo using his abilities.

    At this moment, the color of Zhang Mo¡¯s eyes became extremely strange.  The pupil of his left eye has turned white, and it looks like he has no pupil, while the opposite is true for his right eye, where all the whites of the original white eye have turned black.  One is black, one is white, one is yin and one is yang. Only now do I know that Zhang Mo¡¯s yin and yang eyes still have this change.

    After using the Yin and Yang Eyes, Zhang Mo firstThe fan knife is only used by ethnic minorities; and the children in front of the two people are naturally their sons and daughters.

    "I'm going to paint, just paint. It has to look like a photo." San Pang patted his chest, took a deep breath and said, "Miss Luo, why do you have to hang this painting here? Big  When I suddenly saw this painting in the middle of the night, I thought there were four ghost figures on the wall. To be honest, aren't you afraid of being scared?"

    Rowling said: "We did not hang this painting. In fact, it was already hanging here before my parents bought the villa. I guess the previous owners liked it very much and kept the painting.  Come down."

    "Okay." I interrupted the conversation between the two of them, and then asked Zhang Mo: "Do you think there is anything wrong with this painting?"

    "No." Zhang Mo replied and continued walking upstairs, and the others immediately followed.  But at this time, I noticed that Lin Qianyi stopped in front of the oil painting.

    "Sister Lin, what's wrong?"

    Lin Qianyi glanced at the oil painting a few more times, then shook her head and said: "It's nothing, I just think this painting is a bit creepy. Why should a family portrait use a basement with nothing as the background?"

    Creepy?  After hearing what Lin Qianyi said, I looked at the painting again, but apart from being a little surprised that the Japanese painter could make the oil painting look so similar to the photo, I was not as surprised as Lin Qianyi.  Feel.

    "Forget it, it's probably my imagination." Lin Qianyi turned around and continued to walk up behind San Pang and the others.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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