Chapter 90: The Crazy Man

Since you didn't hurt him, I don't need to take him to the hospital. After locking the door, I took him to the neighborhood for dinner.

Zhang Liang was really frightened this time, and his eyes still drifted out from time to time while eating. I put down the teacup in my hand and said, "Let's talk about it, what happened to your wife, if you don't have the hatred of killing your father and taking your wife, he won't hunt you down all over the world." ”

"Alas...... Actually, I was also a victim of this incident, and I didn't know that there was anything unclean in that house. ”

"House? Are you back to your old ways? Didn't I hear that you sent a courier, why did you ...... again?"

"Alas, don't mention it, this courier delivery is really not a human job, not to mention that you have to be scolded all day long in the wind and rain."

"Okay, okay, I don't have time to listen to your complaints, so you just say that you have caused something."

Zhang Liang put down the chopsticks in his hand, sighed softly and said, "Alas, I found an intermediary company a month ago, and I just met a couple on the first day of work to rent a house." ”

"So you've found another haunted house for the two of you."

Zhang Liang listened and said, "Heaven and earth conscience, I really don't know that there is a problem in that room, if I know that there is a death in that house, I will definitely not take over." ”

"And then?"

After the couple signed the contract to move in, the two officially moved in. Nothing happened for the first week, but then the two of them began to get suspicious when they heard from their neighbors that someone had died in the house. ”

"Even if you are suspicious, you can't die."

"That is to say, two people kept making trouble for me, and then I heard that two people went to seek a Taoist priest."

"Daoist?"

Zhang Liang nodded and said, "This Taoist priest lives in Zhang Village in the west of the city, and is known as the Little Immortal. ”

"Hey, you're going to talk to me now, so you can just talk about it."

"After begging the Taoist priest, the Taoist priest really sent someone to go there, but after the man left, the house began to be restless."

Listening to Zhang Liang's narration, I felt that this plot was a little inexplicably familiar, so I tentatively asked, "The community where the two couples live...... It's not the Xining community. ”

Zhang Liang suddenly raised his head, looked at me with a shocked expression, and said, "God, you now have the ability to predict the unknown?" ”

That's right, when An Ning and I went to find quiet two days ago, what happened was exactly the same as the story told by Zhang Liang, and if you look at it according to his words, the woman's death would have completely fallen on me.

My heart sank and I realized that I had been to a peaceful community and that I couldn't talk about it anyway. But I still can't ignore this matter, although the woman's death is not directly related to me, but it is indeed a tragedy that happened after I went there.

And at this moment, I suddenly remembered the child mentioned by Mengyue in the video that day, could it be that there was more than one quiet soul in that room at that time? But if that's the case, then how come there wasn't any bloodshed in the couple's first week in that house?

A series of question marks swirled back and forth in my mind, and I couldn't figure it out, so I decided that I would go to that neighborhood myself after sending Zhang Liang home in the afternoon.

After lunch, I sent Zhang Liang home, thinking that I would have a good rest in the past few days, but a series of troubles made me anxious. By the time I settled down and Zhang Liang came to the Xining community again, it was already 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

I stood at the door of the house, hesitated for a long time, but never knew how to knock. I don't know what to do with that man, and if he is still crazy at this point, I'll have to be ready to retreat.

After standing at the door for nearly five minutes, I finally decided to go in, but just as I reached out to open the door, the security door opened by itself. Immediately afterward, a foul smell came to my face.

I stood outside the door, and through the narrow gap in the security door, I saw a woman lying quietly on the floor of the living room. That's right, this woman is the same woman who received me before.

She was lying quietly on the ground, wearing a gauzy pajamas with a trail of blood in the middle. And just as I was looking at the woman in the living room in a daze, the man suddenly walked out of the bedroom on the side.

The room he walked out of was not the quiet room he was living in, the man came out with a blonde doll in his arms, and he was going crazy to put the doll to sleep as he went.

When he walked up to the woman, he placed the doll in his hand on her, and then turned and went back to the room. In the middle of the night, he came out of the room again, this time with another needle and thread in his hand. He struggled to put on the needle as he walked, and the man's movements were slow and stiff, but he was still wearing it when he walked to the woman's side.

The man squatted beside the woman, then reached out and lifted the pink pajamas from the woman's belly. But the moment the pajamas were lifted up, a shocking black hole appeared in the woman's abdomen, and I clearly saw the intestines in the woman's stomach slipping out of the black hole.

The intestines were still crawling with maggots, but the man felt like he was fifty, and he reached out and stirred in the woman's belly. The rancid smell and a thick smell of blood immediately dispersed, and the man stuffed the carved intestines into it again with anticipation.

Then the man stuffed the blond doll into the woman's belly, and the doll was so large that the fishy-smelling water flowed out of the belly. At that moment, I felt a stirring in my stomach as I watched as the man sealed the woman's stomach with stitches and threads.

I couldn't take it anymore, so I turned around and ran downstairs, my stomach churning.

The moment I ran downstairs, I was vomiting on the grass next to me. This vomit was even coming out of yesterday morning's meal, it was terrible, I didn't know that a person was so crazy that he could do anything.

After vomiting, I sat down next to the flower bed and rested for a while. I wasn't going to turn back to-day anyway, so I trotted all the way to the door as if I were running for my life. But as soon as I ran to the door, I suddenly felt a chill on the back of my neck.

I slowly turned my head to look and saw that the woman who had fallen to the ground was standing upright at the window looking at me.