Su Que said that he would do it, and soon came to a villa.

The black-wood door of the villa shimmers in the sunlight with a heavy and soft light, reflecting a shallow light and shadow.

Although it was easy to say, if it was really done, Su Que actually felt a trace of inexplicable hesitation.

Her index finger curled slightly, and after hesitating for a while, she finally knocked on the door.

"Dangdang Dang"

As there was a knock on the door, the sound of rubber-soled slippers rubbing against the floor soon rang out in the room.

"Click"

Within a while, the door was opened by a rickety old lady, her figure was thin and thin, her head was full of white hair, her old face was full of wrinkles, and her facial features were tightly wrinkled together, as if a rag had been crumpled and hastily pasted to the board.

The old lady was on crutches, leaning against the door as if she had no strength, she raised her eyes unhurriedly and glanced at Su Que, and before she could speak, she suddenly grinned excitedly, and her yellowed and uneven teeth with some leaky air were exposed in front of Su Que:

"Want to buy a house?"

Su Que was a little surprised that the first thing she said after opening the door was actually saying this.

She didn't know why, so she shook her head in a daze.

The old woman glanced at her again, her thin body trembled, her smile disappeared, and her unsmiling mouth was more like a tight pocket.

Her big soybean eyes glanced coldly at Su Que's whole body, and she was about to raise her crutches to speak, but suddenly she seemed to see something behind her, the old folds stiffened, and she glanced at Su Que behind her with a fearful glance, then lifted the crutches and closed the door with a "bang".

Although he is an old man, he uses so much force that even the door panel is trembling.

Su Que looked at the trembling door, a little confused.

She rubbed her temples with a headache, and came to another villa without being discouraged.

The owners of this family are a middle-aged couple.

After knocking on the door, the couple quickly came out, and they seemed to be standing together very affectionately, even wearing the same home brown couple clothes.

Su Que politely stepped forward and was about to ask, but the couple squinted at Su Que and opened their mouths first:

"Want to buy a house?"

Su Que was stunned.

She couldn't even read the look of anticipation on their gray and decadent faces.

This time, she was not only confused, but also a chill slowly welled up in her heart from the soles of her feet.

What exactly are they expecting?

Why is this always being said?

What exactly is so quirky about these houses?

The faint weirdness made Su Que's feet as if they had taken root, and she didn't come back to her senses until the door in front of her closed tremblingly again.

Su Que gritted his teeth.

She then visited several villas in a row, and most of the owners of these villas, like the old lady and the couple, glanced at Su Que with fear, or asked her if she could buy a house.

Su Que was chilled by these strange behaviors.

She had looked at her back more than once, but even if she had seen a flower behind her, she had not seen anything other than the long shadow.

Su Que sighed hesitantly.

After so many years, she almost forgot that the copy of the dream world was never a small test of experience, but a real boss.

She looked at the villa in front of her, this was her eighth time knocking on the door, and if this time she didn't find anything like before, she felt that she had to try something else about this strange thing first.

All roads lead to Rome, and she doesn't have time to spend in one place.

"Dangdang Dang"

As there was a knock on the door, a middle-aged woman slowly walked out from behind the carved wooden door, leading a child of seven or eight years old.

The woman had a round face, a pale complexion, and a slightly chubby body, wearing an old gray-black plaid dress, and her body was a little rickety, while the little girl wore a playful red leather sleeve in a small ponytail, and wore a pink lace puffy skirt, and looked up at Su Que with a lollipop, as if wondering where this strange sister came from.

The middle-aged woman raised her eyes and glanced unhurriedly at Su Que's back.

Under the bright sun, the long shadow slowly turned its head, its neck was folded at a ninety-degree angle, and a strange smile condensed on its dark face—as if it was threatening her.

The middle-aged woman quietly withdrew her gaze.

"Are you going to buy a house?"

Su Que was not surprised to hear her say this, she pursed her lips in frustration and helplessness and was about to say something, but the little girl over there suddenly rushed over and fell into Su Que's arms.

"Sister, fire, fire."

The little girl hugged Su Que's thighs tightly, and chubby pointed at Su Que's jacket and shouted milkily.

Her eyelashes closed slightly, and the afterglow of her eyes was out of Su Que's sight, looking behind Su Que through the gap in her clothes, where the black shadow slowly straightened up, twisted her head, and didn't move.

Su Que looked at his red jacket helplessly-

This jacket is really red like fire.

Su Que squatted down with a headache, and was about to explain to the little girl, but suddenly felt something being stuffed into the gap of her zipper, and she was shocked-

To the touch of it, it was a piece of paper.

Su Que glanced up at the middle-aged woman, who was still looking at Su Que expressionlessly, but the little girl was holding a lollipop in her mouth, humming a song, and bouncing away after stuffing the paper.

Su Que vaguely understood that neither the little girl nor the woman wanted to harm herself, otherwise she would not have secretly stuffed her with something as non-lethal as a piece of paper, and most likely-

Someone is watching here, and the paper is a clue.

Su Que took a deep breath and understood their intentions, she stabilized her expression, stood up and pretended to say:

"Kid, this isn't fire, it's a jacket!"

The little girl in the pink skirt hid behind the middle-aged woman, pursed her mouth, and hummed unhappily:

"It's just fire......

The middle-aged woman touched the girl's head and faintly repeated what she had just said:

"Are you going to buy a house?"

Su Que shook his head.

The woman glanced at Su Que, but the little girl hid behind her and winked mischievously at Su Que.

"Bang-"

Everything went according to nature, and the door of the villa was coldly closed again.

Su Que touched the non-existent ash on his nose, turned around and returned to the bluestone road leading to the villa as if nothing happened.

The piece of paper sat in her pocket like a fire, with the anticipation of clearing the clouds, and she couldn't wait to see it.

The blood-red remnant sun pulled her shadow to the elder, and it was extremely lonely in a dim earth stained by the setting sun, and the black shadow slowly turned its head to look around, and finally turned into silent darkness.

I don't know when it will be dark again, and the entire Taohuayuan community is shrouded in a foggy night, with a few residual rays of glow, weaving the sky into a black-red veil, adding a few rays of horror for no reason in the infinite silence.

Su Que was draped in bits and pieces of starlight, and returned to the villa with a night air.

Pushing open the door, no matter how anxious she was, she also relied on the strong self-control in her heart to perfectly cope with Ji Shuze's smiling question.

When she finally calmly took the light and walked up to the second floor, lying on the soft white bed in the bedroom, she breathed a long sigh of relief in her heart, as if all her guards had been lifted when she was alone.

Su Que's eyes stared straight at the snow-white ceiling, his body collapsed on the bed tiredly, but the hands on both sides kept groping into his pockets.

The most important thing for her now is to look at the contents of the note.

There was no light in the bedroom, but the light of the afterglow made the darkness faint.

A gray and crumpled piece of paper was taken out of his pocket, Su Que squinted, held it in front of him, and tried to see the two lines of crooked small words on it with more light:

1. Beware of shadows.

2. Go and see the second window in Building Three.

Su Que frowned.

Beware of shadows?

What does this mean...... Wait a minute!

It was like being ignited out of thin air by a magic pen, and Su Que suddenly thought of something.

She slammed into her feet from the bed, her inferior mattress creaking.

Looking from the edge of the bed, the black marble on the floor clearly reflected her delicate face.

She suddenly remembered that the nameless ones in the last days of Vientiane were creatures that could survive in shadows and mirrors, would that ......

Su Que glanced at the overly clear marble tiles, and suddenly an incredible idea came to him-

Could it be that these marble tiles are equivalent to a large number of cameras, as long as the nameless person is possessed by them, they can monitor their every move?

Su Que was shocked by his incredible guess.

Could it be ......

Su Que suddenly remembered the second sentence on the piece of paper:

2. Go and see the second window in Building Three.

Under the control of the brain reflex arc, Su Que quickly jumped out of bed, and subconsciously wanted to come to the window, but his reason returned, and he suddenly remembered his previous guess.

She reacted quickly, immediately ripped off the quilt cover on the bed, spread it on the floor, covered the bright marble tiles tightly, and carefully checked it twice to make sure that not even a crack was exposed.

After doing this, she ran to the windowsill and looked out.

Villa 3 is directly opposite this Villa 2, and the second window is facing the bedroom on the second floor.

Su Que looked at it, there seemed to be a green light flickering over there, and through the glass window, a dazzling mirror light was emitted, blinking and blinking, especially conspicuous in the dark night-

It is the Morse code typed by the laser pointer.

In her previous life, she was in the small world of the library, and she had the privilege of seeing the greatness of knowledge in that unformed apocalypse, so she learned to code and transmit information.

It's just that I didn't expect this kind of unpopular knowledge to be used in this situation.

Su Que closed his eyes, and his fingers tapped the rhythm with the light on and off, which was the light frequency of a piece of information:

-.. ----.--.....--.---.........---.. -..........-.. (Don't buy a house here.) ）

-.. ----.-...-.--.--.. -.-.............---.. -......-.---.-.-.....-...-...--.--... (Don't stay in this house for three days)

-......-...-.-.. -.-----------....-.. -......-.-.............---.. -.... (There are two monsters in this house)

In a darkened bedroom of Villa No. 4, a rickety old lady looked at the window of Villa No. 3 and smiled meaninglessly, her yellowed, jagged teeth bare in the air, and her squinted eyes reflected the green light that flickered from the second window.

For a long time, she dragged her old body and slowly moved towards the table in the darkness.

On top of that, there was an old-fashioned telephone.