The last sentence dissipated, and no one spoke.

In the darkness, Fang Liang's senses gradually returned to himself.

However, the strange images no longer continue to appear in front of me.

At this time, Fang Liang could only hear some stumbling movements upstairs and downstairs.

It is possible that those reinforced concrete structures make noises under the influence of the temperature difference between day and night, the wind blowing, and the humidity of the air.

The sky is definitely not bright, Fang Liang does not plan to open his eyes at this moment, in case the action mechanism of this curse is more weird, and he is the same as the protagonist who guides the prologue, thinking that he is already safe, but as soon as he opens his eyes, he directly bumps into the curse deity, wouldn't it be too unjust?

But if he didn't open his eyes, Fang Liang wouldn't be able to see in the dark, unless he invoked the Death Line Effect or the power of the Dark Forest.

If he took the initiative to use the curse power, but found that the supernatural invasion phenomenon in the house had already left, then Fang Liang would lose blood in an instant.

After weighing the pros and cons and doing a series of elimination methods, Fang Liang only had one plan left at this time: touch.

With your eyes closed, you grope in the dark like a blind elephant.

The living area of an apartment should not exceed 70 square meters.

Add all kinds of furniture and shelters, and the overall space for action is not large.

Moreover, the source of the sound was not far from the sofa, as long as he touched it to confirm whether it existed, Fang Liang could determine whether he should cast the curse or not, otherwise he would continue to wait in the dark, he would not be able to obtain any information except waiting for dawn.

Fang Liang didn't know if imitating the curse to grope for the room would trigger the curse's law, but he didn't want to wait like this, because it was pointless.

After all, this is a cursed land, and the situation will become more and more complicated as the number of victims increases.

The longer it dragged on, the slimmer the chances of surviving and clearing the level, so Fang Liang decided to take the initiative.

With his eyes closed, Fang Liang moved his body in the quilt that was slightly stiff due to fear, he just felt that the source of the sound was about 2 meters away, as long as he got out of the quilt and groped through, it didn't take 10 seconds to confirm whether there was an anomaly.

In his impression, it should be a coffee table, but as the perspective switched several times, Fang Liang began to become a little uncertain.

"This is the first step that must be taken."

Crawling on the couch, repeatedly breathing to accumulate strength, he rolled over and took his position.

Fang Liang moved, he first stretched out the quilt with one left hand and touched the clammy floor.

Then half of his body slowly leaned down to the sofa, stabilized his body with his knees as a fulcrum, grabbed the armrest at one end of the sofa with his right hand as an anchor point, slowly stepped on the quilt to get up from the darkness, and touched in the direction of his memory.

Is the hand not long enough, or is there nothing there in the first place?

Fang Liang's right hand gradually increased in strength, he dragged the sofa and slowly moved forward, and soon touched something.

The feel of this thing, rough, clammy and thin, may be the tablecloth on the coffee table, but when you pull it hard, it doesn't move.

No, it's not a tablecloth, it's supposed to be clothes!

Could it be that on the side of this coffee table, there is a person sitting motionless at this moment, is he talking just now?

He took the initiative to touch the existence of the anomaly, but he was not attacked, indicating that Fang Liang did not meet the law of the curse's attack.

Fang Liang became cautious, grabbed his clothes' hand, and began to slowly grope horizontally.

Soon, an outline slowly took shape in Fang Liang's mind.

It should be a man sitting here, and I'm afraid it's a man. It wasn't the tablecloth that I had just touched, but the man's shirt.

The feel of the fabric of the clothes is very poor, and you don't need to use your eyes to guess that it is a bargain, but when Fang Liang's hand touched the clothes up, he didn't feel any breathing fluctuations, nor did he have any body temperature.

Follow the shirt buttons and touch all the way to the neckline.

Fang Liang's fingers suddenly touched the crumpled skin, felt the sparse hard stubble, and rubbed out the slightly sticky oil or sweat on the skin, and his intuition told him: This is definitely not the skin of a young man.

A sticky chill surged down Fang Liang's fingers and silently crawled towards the base of his neck.

Fang Liang continued to stroke upward, and soon touched the glasses, and at the same time, he also felt the flat head that was a little prickly.

Relying on the fact that he had two curses, Fang Liang had the courage to touch his entire head, and found that the strange man sitting on the sofa was motionless, he didn't breathe, he didn't make any movements, and even his eyes were tightly closed.

Fang Liang was very sure that this level of contact would not cause him to be attacked by a curse, as long as he could restrain the fear in his heart, he would be able to investigate enough clues.

But once it is not controlled, and the eyes are opened during this period, the situation is not easy to say.

Moreover, this man's hair feels very strange, it must have been trimmed recently, and the short hair pile is quite prickly, unlike the soft hair of the elderly.

Based on the feel of his skin and hair, Fang Liang guessed that this was a middle-aged man wearing glasses, a shirt and jeans, and the glasses he wore were convex lenses (reading glasses) rather than concave lenses (myopic glasses).

Convex lenses, which are usually thicker in the middle area and thinner at the edges, have a light-concentrating effect.

The concave lens is thin in the middle and thick at the periphery, showing a concave shape, even if you don't need to look at it with your eyes, you can feel the difference between the two, which is the inevitable difference in the feel of optical glasses. (Please do not touch the optical mirror with your hands during physics class.)

In the middle of the night, a middle-aged man with glasses who sat in the living room without moving, is this a victim of the curse, or is it the protagonist's cognition?

The most important thing was that Fang Liang didn't know who this man was, so there was no way to find out.

Unless, Fang Liang would take the risk of opening the phone now, recalling the operation interface of the phone, and then trying to blindly take a picture of this man's appearance.

If you press the wrong position, re-lock the screen and unlock it again.

Fang Liang took a deep breath, slowly withdrew his left hand, and reached for the mobile phone in his pocket.

Swiping the screen, unlocking, and clicking the shooting prompt made Fang Liang believe that he was filming this weird man with glasses.

However, just as Fang Liang was about to return to the sofa, he suddenly felt someone pulling the sofa at the other end, and at the same time, the quilt under his feet was also pulling forward.

The two-way pull, one after the other, almost made Fang Liang lose his balance and lie on his back.

Grabbing the phone and waving it in front of him, the man seated was gone, as if it had never existed.

When did it start, could it have triggered the curse law?

In the prologue of the guide, the victim is also holding a mobile phone, hiding in the quilt but not daring to open it to take a look, what kind of law is this?

If unlocking the phone screen and taking a screenshot will trigger the pattern, then there should have been a lot of people triggering it during the day, after all, the entire apartment has been under the influence of the curse, and it is impossible to wait until a certain time in the evening for the curse to start calculating the pattern.

Somewhere must have triggered the law of the curse, but you must not open your eyes now!

Fang Liang sweated on his forehead, first put the phone back in his pocket, and then grabbed the quilt under his feet with one hand, turned over and wrapped himself.

At this moment, a cold body like an entity crept into the gap of the quilt.

Fang Liang felt that something had invaded the soft area inside the quilt, he forcibly took off his shoes one by one, and then suddenly hugged Fang Liang and the quilt together.

In addition to the weird man with breathless eyes, is there another person behind him just now?

And this guy has so much strength, he lifted a quilt and a person, but the footsteps were still light.

Fang Conscience beat a drum in his heart, and the two plans were hesitant in his mind.

He can indeed cast a curse to get out of trouble in an instant now, but this is also a great opportunity to get up close and personal with the curse.

If you touch the curse itself and read the target's subconscious cognition, you can immediately get the correct direction of investigation.

However, the imaginary curse attack did not happen, Fang Liang only heard a squeak, and it seemed that the door had been opened.

It was only then that Fang Liang suddenly remembered that he had only locked the door and window, and the door such as the bedroom was not locked.

With the squeak of springs and sponges, Fang Liang realized that he had been put on the bed in the bedroom.

Soon, Fang Liang felt that his breathing had become cloudy, and the cold breath slowly caressed the top of his head, and the quilt was gently uncovered.

For a moment, Fang Liang was sure that he had heard the sound of water droplets.

He didn't run away from the eerie coldness, but quietly released a dead-line effect figure in the quilt, ready to fight back at any time.

As long as the weird guy outside the quilt was about to make a move, Fang Liang would immediately urge the figure and drag him into the depths of the quilt, allowing him to temporarily enter the gap between time and space to avoid the curse attack.

But the roots of his ears were numb, and Fang Liang heard a certain woman prostrate on the pillow, and said to his right ear in a hoarse and haggard voice:

"Wake up, it's time to take sleeping pills......"