Chapter 131 The Fake Xiao Ying

After Wang Butcher scanned the room, she said, "Look for blueprints of Beishui Town!"

Wang Xiaohuan put her hands to her mouth and made a whistling sound, like she was blowing a whistle. Her ears also vibrated with the echo. After a while, she stopped and said, "There are hidden compartments in this house, but I don't know how to open them!"

Wang Butcher walked to the table, picked up the group photo, and said, "This woman has a cinnabar mole under her left eye. Do you think the people in the photo are Hua Lianqing and Fan Fang?"

Wang Xiaohuan leaned in and said, "Fan Fang and Hua Lianqing are married? That's unlikely! Hasn't Hua Lianqing turned into a ghost? How could she marry a mortal?"

Wang Butcher shook her head and said, "What if Hua Lianqing is a Huangquan (Underworld) stowaway?"

"Some people who smuggle themselves from Huangquan don't awaken their memories in a short period of time in order to hide their identities, but they leave themselves some kind of secret mark."

"Their subconscious guides them to do certain things or go to certain places."

"Once their sealed memories are triggered by external stimulation, they will regain their memories of the previous life, and even regain their cultivation from the previous life, and continue to complete what they did not complete in the previous life."

"Maybe Hua Lianqing hadn't awakened her previous life's memories when she married Fan Fang."

As Wang Butcher was speaking, Hua Lianqing in the photo suddenly disappeared, leaving only a white human-shaped outline.

Wang Butcher was shocked. At the same time, the door behind her slammed shut, and the curtains fell on their own without anyone touching them. The office suite was plunged into darkness.

The moment Wang Butcher's hand touched the hilt of her knife, the bedroom door quietly opened. Wang Butcher glanced at the crack in the door, but heard a rapid knock on the door outside.

"Butcher, open the door! Ye Yang is injured, we are outside." Xiao Ying's voice not only entered the room, but also reached Ye Yang's ears.

Ye Yang, who was about to walk to the Xihua (Cherishing Flowers) Pavilion, suddenly stopped. Xiao Ying, who was behind him, also changed her expression, "That voice isn't me. A ghost is impersonating me to deceive people."

Xiao Ying said in horror, "Are Butcher and the others here? They wouldn't have gone to Fan Fang's office, would they? That side…"

Ye Yang pondered, "Wang Butcher should be able to handle the matters there. Let's go to Xihua Pavilion first."

"But…" Xiao Ying hesitated, "Aren't we going to remind Butcher that the person outside is fake?"

"Wang Butcher isn't that easy to fool!" Ye Yang said, then suddenly quickened his pace towards the main building of Beishui Town.

The hotel, from the front entrance, looks like an antique tavern. The horizontal plaque of the tavern clearly reads "Xihua Pavilion."

Looking up from below Xihua Pavilion, the entire hotel is like two hands clasped together, holding Xihua Pavilion in the palm of their hands.

Ye Yang stood in front of the pavilion for a long time before walking towards the entrance. When Xiao Ying twisted half of her spear to protect Ye Yang, Ye Yang said, "The door isn't here."

Xiao Ying was slightly stunned, then saw Ye Yang raise his hand and send three sword energies towards the door plaque of Xihua Pavilion.

After the gentle finger force struck the horizontal plaque three times in a row, the three characters of Xihua Pavilion shattered. However, a blood-red plaque with the words "Xihua Pavilion" was pushed out from the empty wall.

When Xiao Ying looked up again, bloody streaks were flowing from the middle character, "Hua" (Flower).

At the same time, a sound of gears turning came from within Xihua Pavilion. It seemed that something was slowly moving to the left of the pavilion door under the push of a mechanism.

When the sound inside stopped, a dark door slowly opened on the wall to the left of the main door. A wooden staircase was connected to the entrance.

The sound just now was the sound of the stairs moving.

After Xiao Ying followed Ye Yang up the stairs, she couldn't help but look down curiously, and was immediately frightened into an exclamation.

There were more than a dozen tables under the stairs. The lobby of Xihua Pavilion, although full, only had dead people at the tables.

Xiao Ying clearly saw a few-inch-long nail stuck in the back of the left hand of one of the diners on the table, but the person was still holding a wine glass and turning his head to look at Xiao Ying.

Xiao Ying stammered, "Ye Yang, look, that person is crying."

As soon as Xiao Ying spoke, all the diners in the lobby looked up at the two people on the stairs, their eyes also filled with tears.

Ye Yang said solemnly, "Hold your breath and don't look at them."

Ye Yang's reminder came too late. The diners who were still in tears the moment before shrank their pupils in the next moment, and the resentment in their eyes was undisguised.

Resentful energy, visible to the naked eye, rose like mist, and wrapped around the feet of the two people through the gaps in the stairs.

Resentful ghosts are terrifying because most of them are unreasonable.

As long as their resentment does not dissipate, anyone will be taken as a target for revenge.

In their opinion, Ye Yang and Xiao Ying's ignoring them and going straight upstairs was an offense, was unkind and unjust, and deserved to die.