"Is the murderer the rag doll again? Was everyone in this building killed by that rag doll? Wen Qing also saw the content on the yellow paper: "Why did that monster do this?" ”

"Why?" Chen Ge stared back at Wen Qing's eyes, he thought for a moment, but still didn't say anything about the matter between the underworld and Xiang Nuan.

Wen Qing didn't know that the monster in her mouth was actually related to Xiang Nuan.

While the three of them were standing by the bed and talking, the bedroom began to slowly change.

The figure that emerged from the sheet slowly recessed downward, as if a person was lying on the bed.

The stains were moving, and a child's handprint appeared on the sheet, which followed the sheet a little closer to Wen Qing.

Chen Ge and the three of them were all standing by the bed, but the handprint had a soft spot for Wen Qing.

"Don't move."

The handprint finally stopped in front of Wen Qing, and the room was quiet and scary, and everyone held their breath.

"I felt like I was standing in front of someone." More than ten seconds later, Wen Qing spoke, her eyes full of horror: "Really, something is standing in front of me!" ”

Taking out the skull crusher hammer, Chen Ge stared at the sheet in front of Wen Qing, the child's palm print stayed in place.

"Ahh

Without warning, Wen Qing suddenly screamed, and she jerked back, her body slamming against the wall.

At the same time, the child's handprints on the sheets began to move again, and they sped towards the window.

"Someone touched my face just now, and its hands were very cold!" Wen Qing's expression didn't look like she was lying.

"Can you feel it?" Chen Ge used the Yin Pupil, but he didn't gain anything, he didn't expect Wen Qing to be able to sense the other party.

"Yes, I can't see, I can't hear, I don't smell anything strange, but I just feel like there's a person standing in front of me!" This kind of terrifying experience is rarely experienced, and Wen Qing was frightened at this time: "Can't you all feel it?" Why did it target me? Did it think of me as its mother? Is it like the two women who were killed just now? ”

"You're unique to it." Chen Ge didn't know whether to tell Wen Qing about the underworld: "Since you left Building A of Jinhua Community, you have been seeing and perceiving strange things, including the human head floating in the black fog, and the owner of the child's handprint just now......"

"Xiao Sun also saw it before, didn't he say that there was a person behind our team?" Wen Qing slowly calmed down, she gently touched her face, covering the place where she felt strange just now.

"He's a tenant inside the door, it's normal to see weird things, you're from outside the door, but you see far more than he and I see, which is a little weird." Chen Ge didn't suspect that Wen Qing had done something bad, he just couldn't figure out a question, why did the world behind Xiang Nuan's door have no Wen Qing?

The world behind the door is woven according to the memory of the person who pushes the door, and this weaving process is not something that the person who pushes the door can control, and the more deeply remembered the person is, the easier it is to appear.

Those neighbors in the Jinhua community all appeared, and Wen Qing, as Xiang Nuan's mother, had no reason not to appear in the world inside the door.

Could it be that Xiang Nuan sent Wen Qing inside the door to the door? Or did the Underworld kill or control Wen Qing inside the door in order to achieve its own goals?

"What are you thinking?" Wen Qing saw that Chen Ge had not spoken for a long time, and opened her mouth to ask, the only thing she believed now was Chen Ge.

"If one day you find out that your child is completely different from what you imagined, will you still love him?" Chen Ge said pointedly.

"Of course, no matter what he becomes, he's my child." Wen Qing said categorically, without the slightest hesitation.

"Even if he turns into the monster you just feared?" When Chen Ge said this, he kept looking at Wen Qing, paying attention to the change in Wen Qing's expression.

"Even if he becomes a monster, it won't change the fact that he's my child." Wen Qing was a little puzzled: "Why do you keep asking some strange questions?" Do you suspect that Xiang Nuan is the monster in the building? Impossible! You haven't been in contact with him, but he's a really good kid. ”

"Well, I'm sure he's a good kid." Chen Ge saw the first memory of the underworld in the Fangyu world, in the horror house in the western suburbs, after the young Chen Ge went to bed and fell asleep, the shadow was alone in the house playing with toys, it was so lonely and distressing.

At first, the shadow was pure, but after leaving Chen Ge, it completely changed.

Chen Ge's shadow is dead, and there is one more ghost in the world called the underworld.

"Let's go to the next room, find the rag doll's stump early, it will be of great help to the next escape." Chen Ge didn't refute what Wen Qing said, he didn't want to dwell too much on this issue.

"Don't change the subject suddenly! What do you mean by that question? Wen Qing chased after Chen Ge, and the two stopped as soon as they walked out of the bedroom.

The incense burners in the four corners of the living room were all overturned, the copper basin was lifted, and the ashes of paper money were thrown everywhere.

"Someone came in, and it followed us."

"I think it's more likely to be a ghost, so let's get out of this building quickly."

Chen Ge didn't speak, he walked through the living room and looked at the corridor outside, there were many more bloody handprints on the wall, and the monster was crawling back and forth in the corridor.

"What appeared on the bed just now was a child's handprint, and the outside was a bloody handprint, these are two different ghosts? There are two little ghosts in the building? Or is there a child ghost in every family? ”

The Jiuhong community behind the door is full of dead people, they are the aborigines behind this door, and the specific number is estimated to be clear only to the underworld.

The bloody handprint lingered on the third floor, and finally ran to the fourth floor, as if it was playing hide and seek with Chen Ge.

"Do you want to chase it?" Xiao Sun had a bitter face, he was really scared.

Chen Ge replied to Xiao Sun with actions, his eyes were fixed on the bloody handprint, and he walked towards the fourth floor.

In the corridor leading from the third floor to the fourth floor, there were a lot of dismantled toys thrown away, as well as a large number of corpses of insects, most of which Chen Ge couldn't name, because they were too broken.

Paper money stuck to the soles of shoes, the air was stuffy, and the sound of something rolling on the ground could be faintly heard.

The three of them came to the fourth floor, which was not much different from the previous floors, but looked more shabby.

Half of the blessings posted on the walls of the corridor were torn off, and more importantly, the bowls of rice on the floor.

The rice outside the door on the fourth floor has been eaten, chopsticks are inserted in the bowl, and rice grains are scattered everywhere.

"Someone is really going to eat this."

"The rice in the bowl is used to feed the ghosts, and the rice here has been eaten, indicating that there may be many ghosts in this layer." Chen Ge's eyes stared at the bloody handprint, and the handprint disappeared in the innermost room on the fourth floor: "If there is any emergency, you two must not run around, it is safest to follow me." ”

After explaining, Chen Ge walked to the deepest room on the fourth floor, Room 404.

The rice at the door of this room was almost finished, and all that was left in the bowl was a few moldy grains of rice.

Grabbing the doorknob, before Chen Ge could exert himself, the door was opened.

"No locks?"

He slowly pulled the door open, stopping halfway through.

In the living room sat a child in a red dress, with her back to the door, facing the window, and a strip of white cloth tied around her body.

"Red?" Chen Ge is very sensitive to red, and when he saw the red dress, he immediately stopped.

Before the employee woke up, he had no qualifications to go toe-to-toe with the red coat at all.

"What's the red coat?" Xiao Sun's hand rested on Chen Ge's shoulder: "Why is the meat on your shoulder frozen?" ”

"Shut up." Chen Ge stood at the door for a while, and he found that he was thinking too much, it was not a red dress, just a "girl" in a red dress.

Entering the house, Chen Ge looked around, there were bloody handprints everywhere in this room, and red fingerprints all over the roof as soon as he looked up, as if the monster would crawl everywhere in the room at night.

"Can I not go in?" Xiao Sun was a little resistant, Wen Qing didn't want to go in too much, this room was indeed too terrifying for ordinary people.

"It's safest to follow me, have you two forgotten the ghost in the 204 closet? They keep an eye on us, and as soon as we are separated, they will immediately attack us and leave us here forever. Chen Ge took out the skull crusher hammer and slowly approached the girl with her back to the door.

He didn't feel any breath in the girl, who was neither living nor red, like a work of art.

Walking to the girl's side, Chen Ge's expression became solemn, and he didn't know how to describe this girl.

It is no different from ordinary people, but it is as if it has lost its soul and has become an empty shell.

The girl's body was fixed to the chair with a strip of white cloth, her head was tilted against the back of the chair, the corners of her mouth were covered with bloody grains of rice, and her eyes were very wide open, but there was no light in them, like two black holes.

"What's your name?" Chen Ge tried to talk to the girl, but unfortunately the other party didn't react, she was more like a rag doll made of living people than ordinary people, but this rag doll was much cuter than the doll made of the underworld.

"This kid is a resident of the Jiuhong community?" Wen Qing also walked over: "Can you untie the rope for her?" She might know something. ”

"Let's see if there are any other clues in the house first, and it's not too late to make a decision after making sure that there is no danger." Chen Ge didn't find anything in the girl, and he began to look in the house again.

This room is very dilapidated, the furniture is shabby, and the environment is very poor, not as good as rooms 301 and 204 that Chen Ge has been to before.

"Why is there bloody handprints everywhere in this room? Something must have happened to the fetus in this house. ”

His gaze swept over the entire room, and Chen Ge gradually noticed some problems.

Room 404 is the only room that doesn't even have a sofa, the owner of the house is poor, there are few pieces of furniture, and most of them are inferior obsolete goods.

It is difficult for them to even make ends meet, but there are a lot of toys in the house, all kinds and variety.

"There is not even an electric fan in this house, and the owner of the house is willing to buy so many toys for his children?"

Pushing open the bedroom door, a pair of crutches slipped from behind the door and smashed right on Chen Ge's shoes.

Picking up the cane, Chen Ge saw a family photo on the desk.

A man with only one leg was holding his son, a woman was carefully guarding his son, and a little girl was standing on the other side of the man's body.

In the photo, only the girl's face is normal, and the faces of the remaining three people are full of notches, as if they were dug out with their fingernails.

"Why is it that only the girl's face photo of a family of four has not been scratched?" Chen Ge picked up the photo, and he saw a sentence written on the back of the photo - I am your family.

"This handwriting is similar to the name engraved on the chest of the clay sculpture, and it should be from the hand of the underworld."

Putting down the family photo, Chen Ge opened the desk drawer, he didn't expect that the drawer was stuffed with all kinds of photos, and there were dates and crooked text on the back of each photo.

Chen Ge arranged the photos by date, and the first photo was taken more than ten years ago, that is, not long after the shadow left Chen Ge.

There is only one girl in the photo, she looks cute, but she is dressed like a boy.

This photo was taken at the entrance of the building in the community, and when it was almost dark, the girl ran into the corridor with a tattered sandbag.

The second photo, taken a few days later, shows the girl still looking like a tomboy, standing next to a garbage dump with a broken rag doll in both hands.

In the third photo, the girl is standing aggrievedly outside room 404, the rag doll is thrown in the hallway, and the girl's parents are reprimanding her.

In the fourth photo, the girl is hiding under the shade of a tree with toys and rag dolls that she has never played with before, and she is smiling happily, and her carefree smile is like a spring breeze that can heal all the wounds.

In the fifth photo, the younger brother took the girl's toy, the mother seemed to question the girl, constantly nodding her head, and the father, who was missing a leg, was holding a broom with a very hideous expression, as if they suspected that the girl had stolen the family's money and went to buy the toy.

In the sixth photo, the younger brother is sitting in a pile of toys, and the girl is leaning against the door, and half of the face of a rag doll is visible behind the door.

The first few photos were normal, but from the seventh one, everything changed.

All kinds of wounds began to appear on the younger brother's body, and the parents were helpless, so they vented their anger on the girl, perhaps in their opinion, the girl did not take good care of the younger brother, or maybe the girl caused the injuries.

The next pictures are more and more brutal until the eleventh photo, where a ragdoll holds down his brother's head and pushes him to the window, and the girl screams and stops the ragdoll.

In the twelfth photo, the younger brother is hiding behind his parents crying and making trouble, and the girl is being punished for standing at the door, dragging the rag doll in her hands hidden behind her.

In the thirteenth photo, the ragdoll is once again thrown in the garbage, and it looks no different from other garbage, except that when the rain falls on its face made of different skins, it looks like a tearful child.