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Hey, no, wasn't I in the hallway, why, why was all of a sudden back at home. And, ah, and why are those dead man's legs in my house?

Forget it, no matter, turn on the TV according to the previous plan.

Well, if the TV is really on and I'm in a dream, then it's ample proof that I'm sleepwalking.

If it's sleepwalking, then the situation where the TV was turned on inexplicably before is easy to explain, and I must have turned it on myself. In this case, the VCR will definitely record me turning on the TV, so everything is solved.

Wait, there's something wrong, why can I still see these dead legs, and where did the hand that appears in the video last time come from?

It must be that I missed something, no, go back to square one......

……

I'm He Shuxu, I often have nightmares these days, and at the same time I will sleepwalk in my own house and make some supernatural events, and I will scare myself a lot.

Today, I finally came up with a way to use a video camera to record the inside of the house to make myself realize that everything was just a mediocre nuisance.

I succeeded, but my nightmare came out of nowhere, with an extra pair of dead man's legs out of thin air.

Also, the video recorder I put there was obviously recording video, but in the end it turned out to be a continuous shooting mode. Turning on the TV can be understood as a result of my sleepwalking, but it doesn't make sense that I have to change the mode of the video recorder.

Also, the hand that appears at the end of the video at that time is absolutely there, and that hand only shows a few fingers, and it is still a vague ghost.

If I'm not mistaken, it must be a ghost hand, and only a ghost can appear as a ghost when caught by a camera.

Oh, that's a contradiction.

However, this is indeed the case.

Well, there's a ghost in this house.

If there are ghosts, it proves that there were people in this room.

But how could there be dead people here? Who died? How did they die? Where are the bodies?

In the video, the ghost hand sticks out from the back of the video recorder, so it means that the ghost is hiding behind the closet, and behind the closet is the wall. Could it be that there are corpses hidden inside the walls?

Oh my God, there's a corpse buried in the wall of my home.

I really don't know, but the dead man's legs seem to be sticking out of the corner of the bedroom just now.

So, there must be a corpse there.

However, this building was just completed after five years of construction, and according to the time, I should be the first person to move in.

Who can hide a corpse in my house?

If it was hidden when building a building, then it would definitely be found when the home was decorated and put into the closet.

So, if there is a corpse, then the corpse must have been buried in the wall first, and then a closet was made to cover the corpse.

My home, I must have supervised the renovation, could it be that I killed that person?

Impossible, absolutely impossible, how can a good young man like me kill someone!

I didn't kill the person, but he hid in my house, so I must know this murderer, he must have the key to my house, and he hid the body in my house while I was not at home. In this case, even if the police caught him, they would not find evidence of his murder, let alone think of an innocent person like me.

In this way, a homicide case has become an unsolved case. And the body of the victim could not be found, so the dead person could only be considered missing.

Wow, what a deep stratagem.

The killers were obviously using me, but I couldn't remember who would do it, and I couldn't even remember who I knew.

It seems that since I came into this world, between heaven and earth, there is only myself.

I remember I had a job, but I couldn't remember where I worked.

My life is just to go home and sleep at night, get up in the morning and go to work, all the memories are in this room, and there are no other times at all.

It seems that the purpose of my existence as a person is only to live here, help that murderer, and cover up the crimes he committed!

Why is this happening, and why?

Why......

……

"Lao Yan, wake up, Lao Yan!

"Smack!"

I heard the fat man's strong voice sound beside me, followed by a generous slap on the door of my head.

The intense pain stimulated me to wake up at once, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that I was already outside the room.

"What's wrong? What's going on?"

"Damn, Lao Yan, you can be regarded as talking. Just now, you kid seemed to have fallen into the evil spirit, and kept banging into that closet. As soon as I saw it, this should be the accident you said, so I quickly pulled you out. How's it going, did you open your eyes and see something strange?"

"Well, almost. ”

When I heard the fat man's question, I gave an answer, but in my own heart, I really didn't know what kind of situation it was just now.

It seems that the spiritual eye has taken effect, and I have become the He Shuxu, in the same state as him, but all my thoughts are actually my own thoughts, and they have nothing to do with that He Shuxu at all.

It's like I've brought myself into He Shuxu's identity, or rather, I've imagined myself as He Shuxu in a very real state.

As a result.

Ahem, nothing has been solved at all.

Well, like, solved a problem.

"Fatty, Team Li, let's go in and have a look. ”

I said hello and led the way back into the room, then went straight to the closet in the corner of the living room. Reaching out and taking down the VCR from the closet, I tried to gently tap the inside of the closet with my fingers.

"Knock knock. ”

Okay, I'll go out and turn on the TV now.

Hey, no, wasn't I in the hallway, why, why was all of a sudden back at home. And, ah, and why are those dead man's legs in my house?

Forget it, no matter, turn on the TV according to the previous plan.

Well, if the TV is really on and I'm in a dream, then it's ample proof that I'm sleepwalking.

If it's sleepwalking, then the situation where the TV was turned on inexplicably before is easy to explain, and I must have turned it on myself. In this case, the VCR will definitely record me turning on the TV, so everything is solved.

Wait, there's something wrong, why can I still see these dead legs, and where did the hand that appears in the video last time come from?

It must be that I missed something, no, go back to square one......

……

I'm He Shuxu, I often have nightmares these days, and at the same time I will sleepwalk in my own house and make some supernatural events, and I will scare myself a lot.

Today, I finally came up with a way to use a video camera to record the inside of the house to make myself realize that everything was just a mediocre nuisance.

I succeeded, but my nightmare came out of nowhere, with an extra pair of dead man's legs out of thin air.

Also, the video recorder I put there was obviously recording video, but in the end it turned out to be a continuous shooting mode. Turning on the TV can be understood as a result of my sleepwalking, but it doesn't make sense that I have to change the mode of the video recorder.

Also, the hand that appears at the end of the video at that time is absolutely there, and that hand only shows a few fingers, and it is still a vague ghost.

If I'm not mistaken, it must be a ghost hand, and only a ghost can appear as a ghost when caught by a camera.

Oh, that's a contradiction.

However, this is indeed the case.

Well, there's a ghost in this house.

If there are ghosts, it proves that there were people in this room.

But how could there be dead people here? Who died? How did they die? Where are the bodies?

In the video, the ghost hand sticks out from the back of the video recorder, so it means that the ghost is hiding behind the closet, and behind the closet is the wall. Could it be that there are corpses hidden inside the walls?

Oh my God, there's a corpse buried in the wall of my home.

I really don't know, but the dead man's legs seem to be sticking out of the corner of the bedroom just now.

So, there must be a corpse there.

However, this building was just completed after five years of construction, and according to the time, I should be the first person to move in.

Who can hide a corpse in my house?

If it was hidden when building a building, then it would definitely be found when the home was decorated and put into the closet.

So, if there is a corpse, then the corpse must have been buried in the wall first, and then a closet was made to cover the corpse.

My home, I must have supervised the renovation, could it be that I killed that person?

Impossible, absolutely impossible, how can a good young man like me kill someone!

I didn't kill the person, but he hid in my house, so I must know this murderer, he must have the key to my house, and he hid the body in my house while I was not at home. In this case, even if the police caught him, they would not find evidence of his murder, let alone think of an innocent person like me.

In this way, a homicide case has become an unsolved case. And the body of the victim could not be found, so the dead person could only be considered missing.

Wow, what a deep stratagem.

The killers were obviously using me, but I couldn't remember who would do it, and I couldn't even remember who I knew.

It seems that since I came into this world, between heaven and earth, there is only myself.

I remember I had a job, but I couldn't remember where I worked.

My life is just to go home and sleep at night, get up in the morning and go to work, all the memories are in this room, and there are no other times at all.

It seems that the purpose of my existence as a person is only to live here, help that murderer, and cover up the crimes he committed!

Why is this happening, and why?

Why......

……

"Lao Yan, wake up, Lao Yan!

"Smack!"

I heard the fat man's strong voice sound beside me, followed by a generous slap on the door of my head.

I heard the fat man's strong voice sound beside me, followed by a generous slap on the door of my head.

The intense pain stimulated me to wake up at once, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that I was already outside the room.

"What's wrong? What's going on?"

"Damn, Lao Yan, you can be regarded as talking. Just now, you kid seemed to have fallen into the evil spirit, and kept banging into that closet. As soon as I saw it, this should be the accident you said, so I quickly pulled you out. How's it going, did you open your eyes and see something strange?"

I heard the fat man's strong voice sound beside me, followed by a generous slap on the door of my head.

The intense pain stimulated me to wake up at once, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that I was already outside the room.

"What's wrong? What's going on?"

"Damn, Lao Yan, you can be regarded as talking. Just now, you kid seemed to have fallen into the evil spirit, and kept banging into that closet. As soon as I saw it, this should be the accident you said, so I quickly pulled you out. How's it going, did you open your eyes and see something strange?"

"Well, almost. ”

When I heard the fat man's question, I gave an answer, but in my own heart, I really didn't know what kind of situation it was just now.

It seems that the spiritual eye has taken effect, and I have become the He Shuxu, in the same state as him, but all my thoughts are actually my own thoughts, and they have nothing to do with that He Shuxu at all.

I heard the fat man's strong voice sound beside me, followed by a generous slap on the door of my head.

The intense pain stimulated me to wake up at once, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that I was already outside the room.

"What's wrong? What's going on?"

"Damn, Lao Yan, you can be regarded as talking. Just now, you kid seemed to have fallen into the evil spirit, and kept banging into that closet. As soon as I saw it, this should be the accident you said, so I quickly pulled you out. How's it going, did you open your eyes and see something strange?"

It's like I've brought myself into He Shuxu's identity, or rather, I've imagined myself as He Shuxu in a very real state.

As a result.

Ahem, nothing has been solved at all.

Well, like, solved a problem.

"Fatty, Team Li, let's go in and have a look. ”

I said hello and led the way back into the room, then went straight to the closet in the corner of the living room. Reaching out and taking down the VCR from the closet, I tried to gently tap the inside of the closet with my fingers.

"Knock knock. (To be continued.) )