I saw the puppet tiptoe across the door, and as far as the eye could see, there was a faint cloud of turbidity in the inner hall, so that the furniture in the distance could not be seen clearly. In addition, the body begins to gradually reject those gases, and after inhalation, it produces a violent feeling of nausea. The puppet had no choice but to cover his mouth and nose with his sleeves and walk into the inner hall, he remembered that there should be disposable masks in the TV cabinet.

As he slowly approached the cabinet with a feeling of nausea, his eyes turned vigilantly from side to side, sensing the movements around him. In just a few moments, he noticed that something was wrong on the wall on one side, and there was a vague person sitting there with his head bowed and not moving. The puppet couldn't say it, but he didn't rush over, because from the focused eyes, he decided that this person was not the Rapuni he had been thinking about, but Donas who wore a dead face every day.

But first he had to find out if this Donas was really hanging, not pretending to be dead, and what he was most afraid of was that he would suddenly get up and bite himself. However, even he has become a victim, and Napuni must be less than lucky.

Stopping the churning in his stomach, the puppet hurriedly ran to the TV cabinet and opened the cabinet, finding the blue mask inside. After putting on his mask, he went to check on Donas. His pulse was long gone, and the time of his death can be speculated to be two days ago. It seems that someone has come to kill him openly, but what is the matter with these turbidity floating in the air? The puppet suddenly had a terrible premonition that there was a potential danger in this house that he did not know, like a spider that hunts insects, using the thin threads it pulls out of its body to sense the presence of its prey!

Thinking of this, the puppet's scalp tingled, and he wanted to just leave, but he didn't do it because he was worried about Lapuni's life and death.

At this moment, the black mist in the air suddenly became chaotic, and the color became more and more intense, as if some danger was approaching.

"You think I'm going to back down? You forced me to do this. The puppet muttered in his heart.

He pulled out of his clothes and pulled out the old wooden staff hidden behind his back, and he held it in front of his chest with both hands, and an emerald embedded in it shone faintly.

"Gods above the laws of nature, please give me the divine power to destroy darkness."

As soon as the words fell, the emerald shone brightly, and in an instant, the black fog that occupied the entire inner hall disappeared without a trace, and the tension suppressed in the puppet's heart was gone.

The puppet finally breathed a sigh of relief, took off the mask, strode forward boldly, turned his head and turned to go up the stairs, the room was quiet, only the leather shoes stepped on the tiles and made a "click" sound. After searching for a while, the second floor was also empty, and the puppet genuinely suspected that Rapuni was not here. Maybe he really listened to his words and would have returned to the Holy Capital a long time ago, so his nerves were just too sensitive.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps on the stairs again, and he was about to get out of this hellish place quickly. The puppet suddenly remembered Donas who was still sitting on the ground, and it wasn't a problem to leave the body here. But just as he took out his phone and was about to call the police, his eyes inadvertently aimed at the kitchen.

Suddenly, the sight in front of him caused his pupils to constrict, and his bones were in his throat. The corpse of Donas, who was still there just now, is gone!

The puppet put down his phone, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead because of the tension.

No way! He's got to get out of this place quickly!

He didn't care about his demeanor in the slightest, and the movement of his feet had already taken him away from the place, and he ran wildly towards the door.

Squeak, squeak, squeak.

The crystal chandelier above his head unexpectedly made a sound of metal rubbing, and he subconsciously raised his head to look, and at that moment, the chandelier fell without warning.

Smack! Unexpectedly, the scene of glass splashing did not appear, and the quality was surprisingly good. The puppet was directly frightened and sat on the ground, he wanted to get up again, but his limbs were weak and he didn't listen to the order. There was a deathly silence all around him, and he heard, this time he heard it very well, and from his lower left came a faint whimper!

In that direction, it is the basement that has been locked.

Who? Who exactly? Making such a strange noise? But he didn't dare to ask after all. After listening quietly for a while, he finally mustered up the courage to approach the closed door with heavy steps, for an inexplicable sense of familiarity flashed through his heart.

The voice still came intermittently, as if the victim was complaining about his injustice.

"Is that you? Puppeteers? The man, perhaps hearing the voice, stopped crying and asked.

This time, the puppet made his mind even stronger.

"Huh? Master, how did you lock yourself inside? He pushed the door, but it didn't move, and he found a large lock hanging from the doorknob.

"It's Donas, I really misread him, it's he who locked me inside." His voice was a little weak, and he didn't know how long he had been locked up.

The puppet is so angry, even his fists are clenched fiercely, he is the most protective of people. Even he himself was deceived by him, how could this man die so easily with a knife hidden in his smile?

"Wait a minute, master, I'll get you the key." The puppet was very worried, but he didn't take a few steps and turned back.

"By the way, where's the key to the basement?"

“...... In a drawer in the room on the second floor. ”

Hearing the answer, the puppet immediately rushed up to the second floor again, he couldn't care about the disappeared Donas, and only wanted to rescue Rapney as soon as possible.

The silky wind slipped in through the cracks in the window, the sky blue embroidered curtains fluttered in the wind, everything was so quiet, and everything was so weird. Lapney's room was at the end, and when he pushed open the beautiful shaped door, he saw that the log desk was facing the pristine white loft bed. There are several old books piled up on the shelves, almost all of them exploring puzzles, and strangely, on the first floor are two similar dragon-shaped sculptures, one black and one white, which the puppet has never seen before. He knew that his master was always interested in something strange, and he said it was an alternative occultism.

It went well, and he found a bunch of brass-colored keys in the drawer on the first floor, presumably to open the basement.

The puppet put the key in his pocket and hurried to the top of the stairs. But as soon as his left foot stepped out, he stopped in mid-air. He suddenly felt his whole body tremble, and a terrible thought popped up in his head, what was going on? He hadn't been here for nearly a month, and this house was very strange to him, and he could feel it before.

He shouldn't have come.

Just as he was thinking this, someone suddenly tightened his neck from behind, and he immediately wanted to struggle, but the other party's strength was not ordinary. For a while, the puppet was dizzy by him, and his breath was also like leaving. His hands and feet began to hang down weakly, and he was afraid that he would have to confess here, he thought. Although he had not thought about who would have killed him, it was undoubtedly Donas, the cunning man who had been waiting for an opportunity to take revenge on him.

The soul was about to leave the body, but a bright green light appeared in front of him, and the oppression behind it was relaxed.

Is this, the light of salvation? The puppet closed his eyes and fell, unconscious.