In the Fierce Ghost Mansion, Zhang Yi and the others had just entered the trial ground, and they immediately encountered many undead.

The ominousness in the room revealed a message, where the fierce ghosts traveled, Zhang Yi and the two of them did not want to complete the trial easily.

After opening the children's room, Zhang Yi cautiously walked into the room.

The wooden floor of the room was covered with a layer of brightly colored foam cushions, and Zhang Yi stepped on it without making a sound. The room was not big, only six or seven square meters, and Zhang Yi saw that there was no resentful spirit in the room, so he quickly came to the bedside.

Qing Ying followed behind Zhang Yi.

At this time, the two of them noticed a small porcelain jar under the blood-red lamp, which had long been broken, and the jar was covered with a layer of white powder, which looked a bit like lime.

To be precise, ash burned from corpses.

There were no toys in the children's room, but the first thing to see was such a strange thing, under the blood-red light, Zhang Yi's scalp was faintly numb.

Qing Ying came to the table lamp and reached for the broken porcelain piece on the table.

"This is left on the corpse, right?"

Zhang Yi saw it and said, "You are careful of being scratched." ”

At this time, Zhang Yi saw that under this pile of lime, there was a children's picture book, so Zhang Yi gently brushed aside the clay pot and gray powder, and carefully picked it up from the table.

Turning the first page, the white paper was stained with a lot of dirty lead ink, and it looked like a gray sky.

This is a painting, and the person who painted it is immature, and the lines are slightly distorted. Under the gray sky, Zhang Yi saw a crooked and slanted building, and there seemed to be some kind of strange resentment between the twisted buildings.

This should be the Ghost Mansion.

"Deathland" is really good at psychological suggestion and fear creation, Zhang Yi smiled silently.

Turning the second page, Zhang Yi saw a small park, with swings, slides, seesaws, and some small children with distorted faces.

One, two, there were about seven children.

Zhang Yi frowned slightly, instinctively feeling that among the seven children, there might be a child who he and Qingying were looking for.

Flipping through the third one, the location was still in the park, and the children saw a strange uncle dressed in black, whose face was not clear, and there was a paint bucket in front of the uncle, and something was burning.

In the fourth picture, a ball of fire in the picture caught the eyes of Zhang Yi and the others, and inexplicably, Zhang Yi felt that his fingers seemed to be a little hot.

In the firelight, the figure of a black cat appeared, and the black cat was crushed by the fire and his bones were scattered. Seeing this picture, Zhang Yi felt as if he had heard the terrible wail of the black cat!

The fifth page is opened, and a strange black figure appears in the picture again, and the uncle in the painting turns his head, but his face is still unclear.

In the children's room, Zhang Yi and the others were silent for a while.

After a long time, Zhang Yi handed the painting book to Qing Ying and said, "What do you think of this painting book?" ”

Qing Ying said: "The distortion of the images in this picture book shows a very clear sense of fear, I think, only people who have really experienced fear will draw such a picture, and at the same time, the brushwork of these paintings is immature, and it can basically be confirmed that they were painted by children." ”

Qingying continued to flip through the album, and after turning to the cover page, she said, "Zhang Xiaoming, this should be the name of the child." ”

Zhang Yi looked at Qingying's hand and found that a logo appeared on the album, with Chinese and English bilingual underneath, and it was written about Sunflower Kindergarten.

Seeing this mark, Zhang Yi and the others understood that the object they were looking for was a kindergarten child.

At this time, Zhang Yi looked at his watch, and the time was 11:17.

Time is a key task, and the longer it drags on, the slimmer the chance of finding the person back.

It's time to get to know everything in this house.

Zhang Yi returned his attention to the porcelain jar on the table. This is a small jar containing strange lime powder, the jar is about the size of a fist, at first Zhang Yi thought that this powder should be human ashes, but now Zhang Yi faintly felt that this ash was likely to be a black cat.

It's just that why do the children in the plot want to bring the ashes of the black cat home, is it voluntary, or is it because they are controlled by some kind of weird resentful spirit?

Zhang Yi reached out to touch the gray powder, and just as Zhang Yi fumbled, an abrupt little bone appeared under his fingers.

Zhang Yi picked it up and took a closer look, frowning for a while.

Qing Ying leaned over and asked in surprise, "What is this?" ”

Zhang Yi frowned and said, "I don't know, I don't recognize it." ”

As a surgeon, Zhang Yi has dealt with a lot of bones, but to be honest at the moment, without the identification of spectral instruments, it is really difficult for Zhang Yi to recognize at a glance what the origin of this deformed small bone is.

Unable to find a sense of familiarity at all, Zhang Yi instinctively thought that this might not be a human bone, even if it was a baby's.

So, Zhang Yi took the object into the palm of his hand.

At this point, the system said, "You got a weird bone (this item can't be taken out of a dungeon)." ”

Zhang Yi didn't think much about him, but at this time, everyone in the live broadcast room saw a strange scene.

Originally, outside the door of the children's room, a strange old woman in white was crawling with difficulty, with a hungry and angry expression on her face, as if she wanted to devour Zhang Yi and her two alive, but just when Zhang Yi put away the strange bones, suddenly the old woman seemed to have been beaten by someone, her body trembled violently, and then she exited the room with a funny and very fast movement, and completely disappeared into the darkness.

The old woman was scared away by the bones!

This is, the barrage in the live broadcast room is frantically refreshing.

"Little brother anchor, throw away that bone, this thing is a vicious thing and will bring misfortune!"

"The anchor is mighty, the evil spirit is haunted, and tonight is destined to be a terrible slaughter!"

In the front row of the live broadcast room, in a cloud of black fog, a little golden boy made of smooth oiled paper looked at the screen carefully and asked the father next to him, "What do you say is the bone in the hand of the shadow dancer?" ”

The middle-aged ghost uncle shook his head and said, "I can't tell you this, but it can be summed up in four words - grievances!" ”

At this time, there was a frightened voice beside the two, and a little girl with a double ponytail was holding a cute hug, staring at the screen in fear and not daring to blink.

At this time, the little golden boy looked at the ponytail girl and said, "Hey, genius psychic, have you felt anything from this live broadcast, your eyes should be able to see things that ordinary people can't see." ”

At this time, Cheng Cheng looked shocked and glanced at the little golden boy, this girl was not afraid of seeing paper people on weekdays, but now she couldn't help but tremble.

"Even I'm afraid?" The little golden boy smiled, "Then it seems that you are scared!" ”

At last the crowd said no more.

In the building, Zhang Yi and the others fumbled in the children's room for a while, found some usable things, and walked out of the room. For a while, I walked into the master bedroom. At this time, there was no old woman in the living room, and Zhang Yi and the others naturally did not know what happened in the living room just now.

In the master bedroom, the window was not closed, and when the door was opened, a cold wind blew, and Zhang Yi and the others couldn't help but tremble. Outside the flying bed curtains, there was a whole city of neon, but the bustle of the city seemed to be shrouded in an ominous black fog.

When they came to the room, Zhang Yi and the others saw a photo frame at the head of the bed, and there was a photo in the frame, on which there were three people, a man and a woman, and a 5 or 6-year-old boy stood in front of the adults.

Looking at the face on the photo, Zhang Yi felt a little unfamiliar, and between frowning, Zhang Yi remembered that the adults on the picture were himself and Qingying wearing human skin masks.

In this way, the 5 or 6-year-old boy in the photo is the protagonist of the plot!