Given that Xia Ren's description was likely related to the infected, Liu Xiuxiu was more cautious and carried his black box on his back.

It was still morning, and they stepped on the dust to the sixth floor, standing between the two doors, and felt a chill.

Unlike last night, through the light from the window at the corner of the staircase, the view here was much clearer, and Xia Ren was finally able to see the situation completely.

The two doors are opposite each other, the style is the same, they are very old, and there is a sense of vicissitudes of time when you look at it.

Xia Ren came to the door opposite Huang Qiuyuan, a thick layer of dust hung on the door, covering its original color, there was no painting on it, only traces of insects below.

"Is this it?"

Liu Xiuxiu asked.

"Hmm."

Xia Ren frowned and turned his head to look at the other one.

The door where Huang Qiuyuan lived had been wiped clean, and there was no painting on it.

What he saw last night couldn't have been a hallucination, but his hand touched the door, and he didn't feel the slightest, and the system didn't prompt it, indicating that it was not a containment object, and there was no infected, and if it did, it would definitely not escape his perception.

Liu Xiuxiu took out a round mechanism the size of a palm from the black box, and it seemed that this was the tool he used to open the door of his house late that night.

He pressed the device to the door lock, pressed the button, and didn't know how it worked, and with the click of the mechanical gears, the door opened a crack, and suddenly a cloudy air spilled out through the crack in the door.

Xia Ren's brows furrowed even deeper.

He smelled the air with a hint of blood that couldn't be ignored.

Meanwhile.

"Knock knock ......"

The sound of a child running suddenly sounded again.

Liu Xiuxiu's hands trembled in shock, and the mechanical device in his hand was transferred to the ground, he quickly picked it up and put it back in the black box.

"Someone's in there?"

He looked at his watch, and the hands on it didn't turn at all.

Xia Ren didn't answer, and gently pushed the door open.

The bright sunlight outside is blocked by the curtains, and when it shines into the house, only a cold glimmer remains.

What appeared in front of Xia Ren and Liu Xiuxiu was a pale scene.

Mourning Hall.

The word popped into his head.

Sofa, TV, coffee table...... All the furniture, covered with a white cloth, except for the floor.

Unlike outside, there is only a thin layer of dust in the house, and with the movement of opening the door, bits of dust are scattered into the air and drifting everywhere.

Xia Ren covered his mouth and nose, and Liu Xiuxiu also followed his example and entered the house together.

The wooden floor is old, and it squeaks when you step on it, as if you are overwhelmed.

As soon as they entered the house, the sounds outside seemed to be completely cut off, and there was silence inside, except for the sound of their footsteps.

Xia Ren looked around as he walked inside.

Except for the white cloth, everything is very ordinary, and this apartment is the same as my own house downstairs, where is the bathroom, where is the kitchen, at a glance.

Suddenly, Xia Ren froze.

Behind him, Liu Xiuxiu couldn't react and hit his back all of a sudden.

"How do you ......"

As soon as he wanted to ask, his eyes looked ahead, and his pupils constricted suddenly.

There was no wind in the room, but the white curtains were gently swaying, and a thin black shadow appeared in them.

A pair of small feet are exposed outside the curtains, and no shoes are on.

A little kid hid behind, as if engaged in a clumsy game of hide-and-seek, unaware that he had revealed his location.

The sound of running just now is probably also made by him.

But the question is, how can there be children in this house that has been vacant for an unknown amount of time?

Liu Xiuxiu subconsciously glanced at her watch, so close that the hands still did not respond.

Is it a living person?

"Don't be afraid."

Xia Ren's voice came, helping him stabilize his emotions: "The more scared you are, the more vulnerable you are to danger, and you must not let your sanity fall." ”

When he said this, he was also comforting himself.

He also didn't perceive the information of the infected, but the thing in front of him was definitely not human.

What's worse is that in the system page, his current sanity is only sixty, a full drop of twenty points!

You must know that Xia Ren originally wrote about suspense, and compared with ordinary people, he has a higher resilience to fear, especially after coming into contact with the system, except for a few events at the beginning, there are few infections that make him feel afraid.

What's going on with this kid?

Liu Xiuxiu took out the Xia shotgun from the black box.

The crowbar and the ear picker were held in Xia Ren's hand at the same time, and to be on the safe side, he stretched out his tentacles and quickly opened the curtains!

A breeze blew, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Behind the curtains, there was nothing!

"What about the kids?"

Liu Xiuxiu couldn't help but scream.

"Knock knock!"

Two small footprints appeared on the floor in front of them.

"Knock knock ......"

The footprints passed them and ran behind them.

Xia Ren's back was cold, his palms were sweaty, and he clenched the crowbar.

Can not see.

It was the first time he had seen his target.

The child slipped away right before his eyes.

"Did you just see that?"

He asked Liu Xiuxiu, who had those special Foundation eyes.

The latter was even more unbearable than him, and his legs were shaking.

"I can't see anything either......"

Liu Xiuxiu replied with trembling lips.

Xia Ren's eyes darkened.

It seems that he is not a special case.

Liu Xiuxiu, as a D-class personnel, has undergone professional training, and will never be scared like this in the face of this kind of scene, you must know that he was a person who was rolled up by his tentacles and could still resist with his teeth and claws.

This house is eerie and seems to have the ability to influence people's emotions.

Through the dappled windows, they can see the dim sunlight outside, even during the day, it does not give them the slightest sense of security.

The footprints ran into the bedroom, but the bedroom door was closed.

"If you can't feel it, go out first, and I'll go check it out alone."

Xia Ren turned his head and said to Liu Xiuxiu.

The latter's eyes flickered, but he shook his head firmly.

"The Foundation will never back down!"

He used this phrase to cheer himself up.

Xia Ren didn't insist anymore and pushed open the bedroom door.

As expected, the bed and wardrobe inside were also covered with white cloth, and there was an inexplicably eerie atmosphere.

The footprints stretched all the way to the side of the bed and then disappeared.

The only place to hide is under the bed.

Of course, Xia Ren won't stupidly climb to the floor to watch it, the usual routine of horror movies is like this, what if you just climb down and come face to face with a child? Isn't it just to scare yourself?

He took the Xia shotgun from Liu Xiuxiu's hand, pointed it at the bottom of the bed, and shot it without hesitation!

The black cotton net blasted out from the other side of the bed with a wave of air, and Xia Ren hurriedly went over to check it, and found that there was nothing inside.

"Knock knock ......"

The sound of running sounded in the living room.

Xia Ren realized that they might have been tricked by each other.

Back in the living room, there was a string of small footprints on the floor, and I went to the bathroom.

Xia Ren was about to rush into the bathroom, but the hem of his clothes was pulled by Liu Xiuxiu.

His eyes were glazed over, his fear was palpable, and his hands were stiff as he pointed to the door.

Xia Ren looked in the direction of his finger.

A little boy of about six or seven years old was leaning on the outside of the door, popping out his head.

He grinned, the corners of his eyes were crooked, and his expression was smiling, but looking at it made people feel a great disobedience.

Then he ...... from the outside The door was closed.

"Click."

The door is locked.

The room was suddenly much darker.

Natsuhito saw the side facing the entrance, and there was a painting with a black brush on the door.