Wen Jie and Liu Qingqing stepped into the community, and the greenery and scenery of the community gave people a feeling of oppression. The neat spacing of buildings, the spotless community streets, and even the construction of grass and trees are meticulous.

This made Wen Jie and the two of them unconsciously quiet their breath as soon as they entered the community, and Liu Qingqing didn't dare to breathe.

Liu Qingqing...... Liu Qingqing ......" Wen Jie shouted while looking at the building number.

Seeing Liu Qingqing running to him on tiptoe, he looked at him with a puzzled expression, and seemed to ask me what was the matter.

"Why don't you say yes?" Wen Jie asked a little strangely.

Liu Qingqing leaned on Wen Jie's shoulder and whispered: "This community is weird, I ...... A little scared. ”

”……”

Wen Jie was speechless for a while, he pointed to the building number and said, "This is No. 17, I estimate that the building in front is No. 18." ”

The target was in sight, and the two of them couldn't help but speed up under their feet.

The two of them touched Unit 2 of the 18th building according to the address, and when they entered the elevator room, Wen Jie pressed the 6th floor without hesitation.

"Why don't you take the stairs on the sixth floor?" Liu Qingqing finally spit out the breath that hung in the elevator room, she looked around the inside of the elevator, and then her eyes fell on the scrolling numbers: 1, 2......

Wen Jie glanced at Liu Qingqing, after all, Liu Qingqing had completed more system tasks than him, since she proposed so, Wen Jie still planned to ask for an understanding.

So he asked alertly, "What, do you feel that there is something wrong with the elevator?" ”

While speaking, the elevator had reached the 6th floor, Wen Jie pressed the switch of the elevator, but did not step out, he seemed to be waiting for Liu Qingqing's answer.

And Liu Qingqing walked out of the elevator in two steps, turned around and smiled at Wen Jie: "No, it's just that the other party pulled off the electric switch as soon as I got on the elevator during the mission, and I was trapped in the elevator for seven or eight hours, and before I could come to the rescue, the task was completed by other patch carriers." ”

“……”

Wen Jie shook his head helplessly, and had to sigh that Liu Qingqing, who played soy sauce, was really lucky.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he suddenly felt a strange feeling, as if the air was much heavier, so that his breathing was suppressed.

He looked sideways at Liu Qingqing, Liu Qingqing didn't have any abnormality, he still maintained the expression that he had just smiled at him, his eyes looked to the right hand, and he pointed to room 602 by the way.

"You're still here, hahaha" A shrill voice poured into his eardrums, and the voice carried his familiar aura of death, instantly surrounding him.

He recognized the voice, it was the old woman in the black robe last night!

He stretched out his arm to stop Liu Qingqing: "Did you hear that?" ”

"Hear what?"

"There's an old woman's shrill voice talking......"

"Wen Jie, I suggest that if you can get out alive, go to see a psychiatrist, I feel like you are too stressed......"

“……”

Wen Jie made a silent gesture, because after the sound sounded, the door of Room 602, which had been tightly closed in front of them, opened open.

He seemed to be summoned by some kind of power, and he swerved towards the room.

It was an elegantly decorated two-bedroom apartment with a spacious living room and a black leather sofa......

As soon as Wen Jie walked to the living room, he felt that something was wrong, this room was too dim, as if all the windows were blocked by blackout curtains.

"Anyone?" He shouted into the room.

No one answered, there was no sound in the room, it seemed that it was a room that had been empty for a long time, and there was a smell of stale mold everywhere, and a layer of dust had fallen on the sofa and coffee table.

Even if there is no one in the room, what about Liu Qingqing?

He turned his head to look and found that Liu Qingqing had not followed, and the door a few steps away from him had closed at some point.

The door closed silently, and he didn't notice it at all, which meant that he was locked up in this closed room.

His heart sank, and he reached for the wall.

Just as his hand touched a square plastic partition, it was supposed to be the switch for the light.

"Don't turn on the lights!" Just as he was about to flip the switch, a little girl's frightened cry came.

His hand shook in midair.

"Who?" He looked in the direction from which the voice came from, and saw a small dark shadow appear in the bedroom doorway.

Looking at the figure and height, it should be a little girl of five or six years old, Wen Jie asked tentatively:

"Are you Li Shiman?"

“……”

The other party turned around and walked towards the bedroom, which was completely lit, and the girl's figure quickly melted into the darkness.

"Li Shiman, are you coming out?"

"Li Shiman, you are sick, you should go back to the hospital for treatment"

Wen Jie said as he approached the bedroom, the pitch black environment was too oppressive, he walked to the bedroom door and lit the bedroom lamp.

"Ahh Yes! The little girl screamed and curled up under the bed, "Turn it off, turn it off!" ”

"Why? Why are you afraid of light? ”

"Turn it off, turn it off!" Li Shiman was crazy and struggled violently under the bed.

Wen Jie worries that this will cause other symptoms of Li Shiman's hysteria, such as the loss of some body functions, the inability to walk, the inability to speak, and even the inability to breathe......

He hurriedly turned off the light: "Okay, okay, come out!" ”

Sure enough, after turning off the lights, when everything was dark, Li Shiman crawled out from under the bed, she slowly approached Wen Jie, and held Wen Jie's wide and warm palm with her cold little hand.

"It's okay, don't be afraid!" Wen Jie squatted down and took the thin figure into his arms.

"Mom said I was sick." Li Shiman said lightly, as if he was talking about someone else's business, and his voice was flat and chilling.

"How did you get sick?" Wen Jie asked softly.

"From the time I was born, there was a red mark on my heart, and my mother said that I might not live to be six years old. Then I got sick when I was five years old. ”

The imprint of the position of the heart?

If it was a birthmark, it wouldn't kill at all, and it seems that this mark on her body has a cause.

"Are the birthmarks still there? Can you let my uncle see it? ”

"No, since the onset of the age of five, the red mark has been getting duller and darker, and now it is gone. Uncle will be my sixth birthday in a few hours, am I going to die by then? ”

“……”

Wen Jie didn't know what to say for a while, he stared at the little girl's eyes for a moment, the girl's eyes were like flickering obsidian in the dark, revealing a cold cold light.

"The mark was dark red with a black sheen, and there seemed to be a liquid circulating in it according to some regularity, vaguely forming a woman's face, which was alive and well, as if it had life with the flow of liquid.

In the dead of night, this sigil will slowly seep into my veins and rob my body.

One day when I was five years old, I looked in the mirror and saw a terrifying reflection in the mirror. ”