"What's that?"

Natsuhito maintained his stride and stopped where he was.

The text was like ripples on the surface of the water, and then slowly disappeared.

"My hallucinations are getting worse."

He subconsciously thought that it was the tumor in his brain that was causing trouble, after all, as far as he knew, there was no scientific phenomenon that could explain the problem just now.

That sudden text can't be another creature communicating with him, right?

The mobile phone in his pocket is still there, and in addition to the key given to him by Zhao Mingyue, there is another set of keys in his pocket, and this extra key should be his home where he can't remember the location.

He took out his mobile phone, only to find that there was no way to unlock the chain screen password, so he had to give up for the time being.

"I haven't fully recovered my memory, so I'll have to go to a nearby hospital or police station tomorrow to find a solution."

Xia Ren fumbled to turn on the light in the living room, and the room suddenly lit up.

It's a pretty standard house, even a bit old-fashioned, and you can tell what the rooms are useful for at a glance.

As far as the eye can see, there is a wooden shoe cabinet at the entrance, in which there are several pairs of delicate women's shoes and plush slippers, according to Zhao Mingyue, she once lived here, so these shoes should be hers.

Wait a minute......

Xia Ren looked in the direction of the bedroom, and the shoes were still there, indicating that the clothes were still there.

This house, for some, is a treasure trove......

He shook his head, kicked out the mess, and looked at the room again.

Beyond the entrance is a kitchen, and on the wall in front of it, there is an emerald green oil painting, the painting is a dense forest, between the trunks of the trees, a wooden hut looms, the frame is some years old, and I don't know what kind of paint the painter used, those green leaves are as if they are real, if it weren't for the other colors have faded, Xia Ren would have thought that it was taken with a camera.

It is also strange that there is also a sealed glass cover on the outside of the frame, probably to protect the painting.

The temperature inside the room was extremely low, but fortunately there were no fleeting black shadows, and there was no rolling marbles on the ceiling.

Closing the door, Xia Ren wanted to go to the balcony and open the curtains for ventilation, but when he walked to the living room, he tripped over something.

Looking down, it was a dog basin with a bone motif printed in the middle.

"She still has a dog?"

Xia Ren bent down to pick up the rice bowl, only to find that it was still brand new, and the product label on the side had not been torn off.

When he walked to the balcony and opened the curtains, he found a birdcage hanging by the window, which had also not been used.

"It always feels like there's an eerie atmosphere in this room."

He returned to the house, stretched out his finger and wiped it on the coffee table, it was clean, but why was there so much dust on the doorknob outside, it didn't seem that no one had touched it at all, Zhao Mingyue also said that no one lived here for a long time, who was cleaning?

Frowning, Xia Ren raised his head and looked around the ceiling, and for a moment, his eyes widened.

His guess was right, there was a corpse hanging there,

Air conditioning!

"The air conditioning is still there."

Xia Ren breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course, it would be nice if the air conditioner was on now, otherwise there would be no way to explain why the house was so cool!

"Do you want to leave before it's completely dark?"

After more than 20 years of modern cultural knowledge, Xia Ren kept in mind the 24-character core values of socialism, and he really didn't believe much in supernatural events, and this idea only turned around in his head and disappeared.

There are no ghosts in the world, and all phenomena can be reasonably explained, but sometimes our level of knowledge has not yet reached a certain level, so we will have unnecessary speculation about many things.

The temperature in the room did not bring any discomfort to Xia Ren, but after entering the room, the headache that had been bothering him disappeared, and his body seemed to be liberated all of a sudden, and this kind of relaxing experience had not been experienced for two years.

Rubbing his hands, Xia Ren pushed open the door of the master bedroom, and the first thing that caught his eye was a large bed, on which was a relatively thick light blue futon, no matter how you look at it, it was covered in winter. With only one pillow, Zhao Mingyue should live alone.

On one side of the room is a wardrobe, and on the other side there is a desk and dresser, but there are not many cosmetics on the dresser, I remember that when I saw Zhao Mingyue, she seemed to be without makeup.

Pulling open the wardrobe, there was a row of clothes neatly hanging inside, from light long skirts to down jackets, Xia Ren's heart moved, and he opened a small drawer in the lower left, and most of the drawers of underwear were stacked inside.

"It's not like my sister did."

As the thought popped up, Xia Ren scratched his head in confusion.

"I still have a sister?"

Again, there is no answer to this question.

Zhao Mingyue's life is very exquisite, and she likes to clean, the quilt on the bed is soft as if it has just been sunburned, and when she reaches in, there is still a faint temperature left inside, as if the owner has just gone out temporarily.

He picked up the pillow and sniffed it lightly on the tip of his nose, the same fragrance he smelled on Zhao Mingyue's body.

She slept here not too long ago.

But how is that possible?

- Although no one has lived in it for a long time-

This sentence was said by Zhao Mingyue herself, but all kinds of signs in the house indicate that she has been living here all along, even to this day.

"Did she lie, or did she ......"

Xia Ren would rather that Zhao Mingyue lied.

Because the other possibility is ...... She doesn't exist!

Xia Ren was frightened by his sudden idea, perhaps panicked, or perhaps to verify the authenticity of the idea, he went to the next room and opened the door.

Unexpectedly, this is not a second bedroom, but a study, in which there is a row of bookshelves against the wall, on which are stuffed with various books, next to the bookshelf is a desk, on which is a desktop computer, sit on the chair, he tried, it can be turned on, and there is no password.

The study was also very clean.

Click on the system update, and the last inspection time displayed is December 1105, that is, half a year ago.

Winter.

"Zhao Mingyue went out in winter, and after she left, I don't know why, time here has stagnated?"

Although there are some fancies, but if you think about it this way, everything can be explained logically, the cold wind when the door was just opened and the residual cool air in the house now are the temperature of that winter, and the room is so tidy because time has not passed at all, these clothes have not been taken away, it may be that Zhao Mingyue did not expect to come back.

She was strangely white, she didn't shake hands with her, and she left in a hurry after handing over the key.

That being said,

Her identity.

"Whether my guess is correct or not, get out of here!"

I have seen a lot of ghost stories since I was a child, and the part about water ghosts is now very clear, and I have the impression that they are just luring the living and then liberating themselves.

It's nearly seven o'clock now, and before I know it, it's completely dark outside.

Darkness always aggravates the fear in people's hearts, and Xia Ren opened the door and walked out quickly.

As soon as you come out, you can feel the stuffiness of the outside air.

Because the community is relatively old, there is no elevator, and he can only climb up and down.

The corridor was pitch black, barely visible to his fingers, and the voice-activated light seemed to be broken, Xia Ren clapped his palms, but there was no response.

He could only take out his mobile phone, lean on the faint light on the screen, and lean on the railing to go downstairs.

I don't know if they were afraid of something, the other residents closed their doors along the way, and there was no sound coming from inside, and there was a deathly silence in the entire corridor.

Finally arrived at the corner of the second floor, and immediately went down one floor to Xia Ren to get rid of this place, but at this moment, a gloomy wind suddenly blew, and the originally broken light suddenly turned on downstairs.

At the same time, there was the sound of a knock on the door.

His heart tightened, and a bad premonition rose, Xia Ren stopped, stretched his head, and observed the scene below through the gap in the stairs.

The dim light illuminated the hallway on the first floor, and a gray-haired figure was standing in front of the door, raising his hand and knocking on the door.

Xia Ren felt that this back was a little familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, he realized that this old lady was actually a neighbor who lived on the other side of the door that he had seen not long ago.

"But doesn't she live on the fifth floor? What time is it? ”

Faintly feeling that the situation was wrong, he did not rush down, but chose to continue to observe.

No matter how much the old lady knocked on the door, there was no response, and her clumsy body then bent deeper, and her cloudy eyes pressed against the door, looking through the cat's eye to see if there was anyone inside.

Unsuccessfully, she slowly turned around and walked towards another door.

No, it's drifting!

Xia Ren's heart was pounding, and he clearly saw that the old lady's legs were not moving, but her whole body was moving!

She reached another door, and repeated the same behavior.

No wonder all the residents don't open the door at night, it turns out that they don't dare!

"What to do, do you rush down at this time?"

Xia Ren immediately vetoed the plan.

Upstairs is an unknown danger, and Zhao Mingyue's identity, in the final analysis, has always been his own speculation, which may not necessarily harm him, but the old lady at this moment is real!

Without giving him much time to hesitate, the old lady had already given up on the occupants of the first floor and came to the top instead!

"You have to run, you must not be caught by her!"

Xia Ren was no longer entangled, turned around and rushed upstairs.

Just as he ran to the third floor, he saw that the lights on the second floor were also on, but there was no knock on the door.

"Are you chasing me? She's already aware of my presence! ”

Not daring to stop for a moment, Xia Ren fumbled with the railing, ran to the fifth floor as fast as he could, and then took out the key to open the door and hid in.

He sat down in the hallway, gasping for air.

What he didn't notice was that in the oil painting hanging on the wall next to him, a pair of eyes were peeking out of the hut hidden among the trees, quietly watching him from behind.