"The password was entered incorrectly, and there are 4 more chances."

Seeing this line of words suddenly appearing on the mobile phone screen, Yan Junze was startled, the hairs on his back stood up, and he felt a chill soaking through his body.

He immediately got up and sat down, turned his head and looked around, although it was dark, he could still see in the bedroom, and the surroundings were still quiet, nothing unusual.

I looked at the phone screen again, and the line of font was still there.

Did someone just touch their phone? And I also entered the wrong password for a boot time.

Yan Junze picked up the phone, directly unlocked the fingerprint unlock, and flipped through it casually, nothing weird.

And the main thing is that until now, there is still no quest prompt.

I don't know if it's a problem with the mobile phone system, or if there is really something wrong. Yan Junze held the mobile phone in his hand and kept pondering.

"Is this supernatural one a special Buddha? There is no obsession, the purpose here is purely to amuse people? ”

He didn't feel at ease, so he simply got out of bed, opened the bedroom door lightly, and came out of the living room.

On the row of elegant and delicate decorative cabinets in the living room, the camera lens is aimed at most of the living room, and it is still running.

Yan Junze stood in the room and looked around, the surroundings were quiet and terrifying, and no sound came.

The light from the window let in a little, so that he could basically see the furnishings in the house.

The rollback turned on as early as when he was in bed, and the loop was turned on all the time.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual in the living room, Yan Junze prepared to go to the bathroom, kitchen, and balcony to take a walk and take a look around.

Just as he was about to walk, he saw that the door of the room where Yan Wenwen was suddenly moved, opened a crack in the door, and one eye looked through the crack in the door.

Yan Junze was startled, walked over quickly, and the eyes behind the crack in the door immediately retreated.

Yan Junze didn't make a sound, walked to the door and gently pushed the door open, and saw Yan Wenwen in light red pajamas standing at the door, staring at Yan Junze with some fear.

"Wenwen?"

Because he had heard Bao Yunjing talk about strange things in advance, Yan Junze was not sure whether Wenwen at this moment was normal or if something unusual had happened.

Yan Wenwen nodded, her eyes were bright, and she made a silent gesture at Yan Junze, which seemed to be normal.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Yan Junze lowered his voice.

Yan Wenwen cautiously closed the bedroom door, pulled Yan Junze to the desk, and then spoke, and said in a very small voice, "Brother Yan, everyone in this room is very weird, including my parents, especially my mother, you must save us." ”

"Huh?" Yan Junze was a little stunned for a moment, "Didn't your mother feel that there was something strange at home, so she invited me over?" ”

In fact, it was inconvenient for him to say it directly, in fact, Bao Yunjing felt that everyone else in the family was weird, so he invited himself through Bao Jie's relationship.

Yan Wenwen seemed to be very afraid of being heard by someone, and when she heard this, she quickly shook her head, and her hands were swinging in front of her chest, "No, no, I have already asked my mother to report to the supernatural incident group, and she said to report it." But I applied for a check two days ago, and there is no record of our report at all. ”

"Then you reported it later?" Yan Junze was surprised.

"Well, then I'll report it myself." Yan Wenwen nodded, "But I asked my father and mother, and they both said they had reported it." ”

"It's kind of weird!" Yan Junze muttered to himself, then looked at Yan Wenwen again, "You said your mother is weird, what's wrong with her?" I feel normal. ”

Yan Wenwen shook her head nervously, looked at the bedroom door, and then looked at her watch, "Twelve and a half, every night at half past twelve, she will come over to me on time...... Combs. ”

"Ahh Yan Junze was taken aback.

"Even when I was asleep, she would lie on the side of my bed and comb me, and I was so scared that I didn't dare to open my eyes." Speaking of this, Yan Wenwen's whole body had already begun to tremble.

"Just coming to your room?" Yan Junze asked.

"Nope." Yan Wenwen shook her head, "All rooms, after combing my hair, she will go to grandpa's room." Sometimes I heard her talking to someone, but my grandfather was so amnesic and drowsy all the time that he was not woken up by anything else except waking up at five o'clock in the morning. ”

Yan Junze nodded and asked, "Do you want to tell me this during the day today?" ”

"Hmm." Yan Wenwen said, "Mom is next to me, I don't dare to speak." ”

"Okay, I know." Yan Junze looked at the time on his mobile phone, it was almost twelve o'clock, and said to Yan Wenwen, "How you were before, and how you are now, if your mother comes in to comb your hair, you still don't open your eyes and bear with it." According to you, she will go to my side after she leaves from you, and I will take care of it. ”

"Thank you, Brother Yan, you must save us!" Yan Wenwen looked at him pitifully.

After coming out of her room, Yan Junze had no intention of going to other rooms, and returned to Yan Lao's house, this old man was really sleepy, and his snoring was very even, and he didn't know that someone was walking around.

Lay back on the bed, took out the phone and put it back on the bedside table, this time, Yan Junze did not plan to sleep again.

He had to wait until half past twelve to see if what Yan Wenwen said was true, if the weirdness in Bao Yunjing was even greater, I am afraid that this matter would be very complicated.

Because until now, Yan Junze has not received any hints about the task.

This made him already wonder if everything that is happening now is something supernatural? Or is there another reason?

Time passes.

While he was pondering, it was half past twelve.

It can be known that in Yan Wenwen's bedroom next door at this time, Yan Wenwen definitely did not fall asleep, but waited timidly for her mother to come over and comb her hair.

There was a click, and there was the sound of the bedroom door being opened, and then there was a faint sound of footsteps, and the footsteps disappeared after reaching the door next door, then the door opened, and then there was a burst of footsteps.

Yan Junze didn't feel sleepy, in fact, his mind was very clear at the moment, so he listened carefully.

At this time, Bao Yunjing should be combing her daughter's hair.

"Damn, it's chilling just to think about it." Yan Junze couldn't help but shake his head, feeling tired for a while.

This is the case every night, I don't know what is the reason why Yan Wenwen can support herself to this day.

It wasn't long before there was another commotion.

Yan Junze quickly closed his eyes, and when the door of the next room closed, he walked to the front of Yan Lao's bedroom with a slight sound of footsteps.

Yan Lao was still sleeping soundly and didn't react.

There was silence for about ten seconds, and the bedroom door was pushed open.

Yan Junze kept his eyes closed, pretending to be asleep, and the sleeping position he adopted was to bend to the left side, with one hand next to his head, to ensure that when something happened, he could react quickly.

The moment I heard the footsteps and walked into the house, a creepy feeling inevitably crept all over my body.

The footsteps were unhurried, and there was no movement when I entered the room, but listening to the sound, it seemed to be in the middle of the bedroom.

I waited for another two or three minutes, but there was no movement.

Yan Junze couldn't help it a little, his body didn't move, but his neck twisted slightly, and then narrowed his eyes into a slit and looked through the hazy light outside the window.

In the line of sight, a woman wearing a red nightdress with a disheveled hair was standing at the foot of the bed, motionless, as if staring at the person lying on the bed.

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