When I walked to the unit building, the lights suddenly turned on, and the light was dazzling, as if it was daytime.

The little girl pressed open the elevator door, and the golden retriever was the first to walk in, and after glancing at Zhao Ming, she climbed down horizontally at the door, and her huge fat body blocked the elevator entrance tightly, like a mountain of meat.

It looked up at Zhao Ming and the others, and a whimper sounded from its mouth.

Like a plea, like a warning.

It's a pity that Zhao Ming didn't understand.

But it was obvious that the Golden Retriever was preventing them from going upstairs.

"Rhubarb, get in!" The little girl lifted the collar around its neck, and her tone was unmistakable.

The little boy also assisted, raising his toes and kicking it hard.

The golden retriever wailed, and Gray stood up, hiding in the corner of the elevator with his tail between his legs.

Very docile,

It's pathetic.

"Uncle, are you going to come in?"

The two petite children are clinging to the elevator on the side, freeing up a large free space.

The same tone is immature, and there is a bit of cowardice, which is completely different from the strong painting style of the previous seconds.

Of course, the style of this dog's painting is also very different from the previous few minutes.

It's a clear flaw, but it's hard to see without comparison.

Because, any one of the pictures alone looks very realistic.

Zhao Ming looked at them deeply, he was not enthusiastic about teaching the bear children, nor did he express sympathy and condolences to the golden retriever.

Just touching the ring and stepping into the elevator.

Song Yeon-yeon followed.

No one said a word to the two children.

Even if they look well-behaved and cute.

The little girl was left out in the cold, and did not feel the slightest grievance, but smiled at them. Then stand on your heels and light up the number sign on the elevator.

On the 22nd floor, it is the information that the woman left in the registration book.

The elevator doors close automatically, and with a crisp 'click', the temperature inside the elevator plummets.

Zhao Ming shuddered and habitually rubbed his arms. Because of the friction heat, goosebumps disappear quickly.

This is his habit of life, and it has nothing to do with being timid and afraid.

However, the little girl was very satisfied with his reaction.

She laughed, distorted, like a demon crawling out of hell.

"Hee-hee-hee... Hahaha..."

Zhao Ming was attracted by her weird laughter and looked down at the little girl.

The little girl also raised her head, looked at Zhao Ming with malicious intent, and slowly stretched out a hand and pointed ahead.

Zhao Ming looked in the direction he was pointing.

The figures on the elevator are slowly oozing blood, and the blood is sticky, snaking down the clean wall, and the picture is terrifying and dazzling.

Blood...

It's blood again...

however

Zhao Ming just took a hot breath into his palm, rubbed his arms and looked at the little girl, "Is there anything more terrifying?" ”

In the past two days, I have seen too many bloods, and my vision is tired and a little numb.

He knew that the little girl was not extraordinary, so he made a little request, is there anything more exciting?

The little girl's brows twisted into a pimple, and her strange smile stopped abruptly, staring at Zhao Ming, the corners of her mouth twitching unnaturally.

Zhao Ming smiled and urged, "Yes or no?" ”

“......”

The girl looked at Zhao Ming like a ghost, with a hint of panic in her eyes.

Suddenly, as if her body was being squeezed, there was a violent deformation, and with a muffled 'bang', the girl dismembered into countless tiny mist-like particles, which disappeared in an instant.

Belch...

Zhao Ming scratched his head, what's going on?

Subconsciously looked at the little boy.

The little boy threw his little head back and took two steps back in horror,

subsequently

"Bang!" With a loud bang,

Burst on the spot.

Zhao Ming: "......"

As a last resort, Zhao Ming set his sights on the golden retriever.

The golden retriever snorted twice, put his head against the elevator, and lay motionless on the ground.

Just play dead.

“......”

Just then, the elevator stopped.

The golden retriever seemed to be resurrected on the spot, fluttered up, and slid out like a loach the moment the elevator opened the gap.

"Wow !!"

The golden retriever bared his teeth and screamed wildly at the elevator entrance, as if venting his anger.

Zhao Ming bent down and pretended that there were stones on the ground,

The moment his hand touched the ground, the golden retriever wailed, his body was short, and he turned around and fled.

When I was a child, the aunt of the orphanage explained that when I met a vicious dog on the road, she pretended to pick up a stone and hit it, and as long as she pretended to be a little, the dog would be scared away.

Over the years, he has done the same.

The dogs of the sun are indeed afraid of people throwing stones at them, and this fear may penetrate deep into the soul, and even when they die, they are still afraid.

Stepping out of the elevator, it was a dilapidated hallway, the walls were cracked, and there was a rancid smell everywhere.

For a while, it made people feel like they were on the wrong set.

Isn't it a newly built community?

How did it become an old house?

Zhao Ming turned around and saw a dirty and broken staircase, and the side against the wall was plastered with small advertisements for moving and unlocking the sewer.

Where is the shadow of the elevator?

The stairs were facing a house, and Zhao Ming and Song Yanyan were standing at the door. There was a dog's whimper in the house, and the voice was sad and sad, as if it was filled with a deep sense of despair and incomprehension.

The door was not closed, and they could clearly see what was going on inside.

The living room of this family is small, and the clutter of items almost fills the living room. On a small piece of vacant ground, lay a golden retriever, fat and fat, looking cute.

It breathes evenly and breaths long, as if asleep.

Next to it, there sat an identical golden retriever, the same size, the same collar, and even the scars on the ears were the same shape.

The golden retriever sitting on the ground wailed, and his voice became more and more poignant, and he even tried to wake up his companion, but the moment his claws reached his companion, it pierced through its body, and it couldn't touch it at all.

The sound of high heels poking on the floor sounded from the kitchen, clicking, sharp and dense.

The golden retriever suddenly stopped screaming, and it stood up alertly, looking up at the kitchen door.

Soon, a woman in a leopard-print one-piece dress walked out.

Zhao Ming's pupils shrank, and he immediately recognized that this was the woman who was hit by the truck!

The woman held a thick hemp rope in her hand and scanned the living room a few times, as if looking for something.

Eventually, she found a woven bag.

Turning his face, he looked at the sleeping golden retriever on the ground.

"What does she mean by that?" Song Yanyan frowned, probably guessing the woman's next move.

To be honest, she was unhappy.

is also a pet, and her sense of substitution is much stronger than Zhao Ming.

"Just look at it, maybe you can find a reason for the ghost to take revenge."

Zhao Ming's face was not very good-looking, because they could only look at it and couldn't do anything.

This is a highly restored crime scene, it has already happened, and the dog has long since died.

Obviously, he was strangled to death by the woman in front of him.

The golden retriever began to raise his head and wail again, and he was sad and helpless.