Bai Yanliang and Yu Wenxuan both planned to go look for clues right away, while Xu Zhifei had a completely nonchalant attitude, so despite Lu Guo's reluctance, he still followed them out the door.
It was evening, and the sky was very gloomy, with rain imminent.
Generally speaking, rain hinders action, but for this mission, rain was instead a good thing.
Because if it rained, there would be no moon.
When Lu Guo caught up with them, he found Bai Yanliang and Yu Wenxuan standing at the door, looking up at the red funeral clothes hanging there.
"Listen to me, I know you plan to find the elderly woman from this house, but I must say, you can't fully trust her words; we don't even know if she's human or a ghost. So it's best to stick together and never get separated."
As Lu Guo said this, Bai Yanliang was reaching out to touch the blood-red funeral clothes hanging under the eaves.
"Bai Yanliang, don't touch it!" Lu Guo hurried over to stop Bai Yanliang.
