In this case, Yan Junze knew that it was impossible for him to sleep.

If you can sit on the couch and fall asleep, and it is in the current environment, you must be troubled.

The street lamp outside the courtyard shone through the curtains, the light was hazy, and his vision was blurred, but he could still distinguish the two eyes on the other end of the coffee table, which were only the whites of the eyes.

At the same time as seeing this scene, the temperature around me began to drop significantly.

Yan Junze didn't move for the time being, letting the terrifying eyes stare at him, his nose moved slightly, and he smelled a faint smell of blood.

His gaze squinted to the ground, and soon he noticed that there was a black pattern on the ground not far from the coffee table, which seemed to be left behind by the liquid soaked there.

Maybe it's bloodstains.

This pool of blood was not found when he entered the house just now, Yan Junze remembered it very clearly, he observed carefully, and he did not see blood stains on the ground at all, but now it is there as night falls.

In fact, he wasn't sure if the white-eyed eyes in front of him could really see him.

Although he himself opened his eyes, he only squinted slightly, and did not move, as if he was still sleeping.

The heart in the chest is beating vigorously, not rushing or slowing, providing itself with a steady stream of stability.

He suddenly thought of a question, perhaps, the woman on the other end of the coffee table did not know that she was awake at all, but thought that the magnetic field she emitted that made people fall asleep was still working.

After Yan Junze saw this woman, mission information flashed in his mind almost synchronously.

However, after seeing the text of this mission message, he was a little confused.

The motives for this woman's strange behavior are actually not very special, and the fact of hide and seek brought great changes to her during her lifetime, so it has always been the case after death.

Just accompany her to hide and seek once, and don't get caught by her.

For Yan Junze, this is a relatively simple task, the difference is that the woman's weirdness level is slightly higher, it should be a plastic spirit, which causes the level of the task to be "creepy (medium)".

"Is it a creepy level mission?" Yan Junze was a little puzzled.

In his opinion, a creepy-level task can be handled by a three-star spirit slayer like Xiao Mo, if he really can't subdue the other party, but there is no problem if he wants to get out and leave.

So it's impossible that the three-star soul killer named Gu Dekang will be planted here, and he can't even send a distress signal.

And now not only that, but even the strongest four-star spirit slayer in the Aries District is trapped in this place, is it just because of this "creepy (middle)" mission?

Too many doubts surfaced in his mind, and Yan Junze also noticed that the task suggested that this woman could be locked.

At present, it seems that this woman's slightly special and unguardable ability may be the strange magnetic field that made her fall asleep just now.

But that's about it.

Her name was Zhuang Wenhui in the mission, but the cause of her death was not stated.

After staring at Yan Junze tightly on the coffee table for a few minutes, Zhuang Wenhui began to move again, she slowly stretched out all her head, and the long hair on both sides of her cheeks slipped down, covering her entire face almost completely.

Immediately, two thin hands stretched out and propped themselves on the coffee table, and then the whole person climbed onto the coffee table.

The clothes on her body were a little tattered, and you could see that the flesh inside the tattered places was also rotten, and some of the rotten flesh had formed hollows, and you could almost see the opposite side.

Twisting her limbs, after Zhuang Wenhui climbed onto the coffee table, her arms leaned forward, and her upper body leaned towards Yan Junze, who was "still sleeping".

The round head approached, and the eyes under the long hair "observed" Yan Junze's eyes, nose, and mouth up close......

said that she was observing, but the woman didn't seem to be able to see at all, her nose sniffed around, from Yan Junze's face to her neck, and then to her body.

Yan Junze kept squinting, taking advantage of this opportunity to look at her.

Because he was covered by his long hair, with Zhuang Wenhui's movement, he could see the woman's appearance clearly.

Zhuang Wenhui's face should have been very beautiful before his death, but now he may have been disfigured, his eyes have no eyelids, the tip of his nose has been neatly shaved off, and he can see the two nostrils on the nasal bone at a glance, and the upper lip is also turned up, but it is not a natural deformity, it should also be caused by violence, and the thin holes on the lips can be seen.

Yan Junze's psychological endurance is now extremely strong, even if such a face is close to him, constantly sniffing around his body, he still doesn't say anything.

But the chill around was even greater.

Now Yan Junze knows that the weirdness of the obsession or resentment in his heart, the chill around his body is much stronger than that of ordinary weirdness. Obviously, Zhuang Wenhui in front of him is like this.

This point, I don't care about the level of the weird strength, it's purely related to what happened before death and the resentment formed after death.

"Isn't it your turn to hide?"

At this moment, Yan Junze suddenly spoke.

As he spoke, he sat still and did not move.

Zhuang Wenhui was startled, and immediately distanced herself from him, and the whites of her eyes rolled around in surprise.

But soon she reacted, and with a hoarse voice in her throat, she didn't say anything, turned and jumped onto the coffee table, then to the ground again, tiptoeing, and rushed into the bedroom.

Looking at her appearance, Yan Junze said to himself: "When you die, you shouldn't be more than fifteen years old." ”

Seeing Zhuang Wenhui running into the bedroom, it was obvious that he was hiding in the bedroom, but Yan Junze knew that if he played hide and seek with her, it would definitely not be so simple, otherwise the two spirit killers would not be able to be planted here.

He stood up, straightened his clothes, and released the Black Spirit Umbrella, which he held in his hand to use as a walking stick.

In fact, now that Yan Junze's half-spirit strength is gone, it is already very easy to deal with the plastic spirit.

But this may not necessarily save Cao Heng, nor can it eliminate Zhuang Wenhui's obsession.

So far, there are a lot of doubts about the whole thing here, and he has to get rid of the other party's obsession and see what the reason is.

A Spirit-level monalike can trap a three-star and a four-star Soul Killer here, and also isolate the rescue of other Spirit Killers. This is indeed incredible!

Holding the ground with a black spirit umbrella, he slowly came to the door of the bedroom, and then Yan Junze pressed the switch of the bedroom.

As he had imagined, there was no reaction.

He took out his flashlight and turned it on, and looked around the bedroom, taking a closer look.

The closet door was closed, the bathroom door was open, but the quilt on the bed had completely covered the sheets and pillows.

He still remembered that when he entered here just now, the quilt was partially lifted up, and it was not like this.

Walking into the bedroom, Yan Junze deliberately opened the wardrobe door to take a look, and said to himself: "It's not in the closet." ”

Closing the closet door, the flashlight shines into the bathroom, looks at it for a while, and says: "It's not hidden in the bathroom, it's strange, where can I run?" ”

At this moment, the quilt on the bed could be clearly seen moving.

Something shrouded in there, and the quilt was pulled underneath, revealing part of the quilt near the top of the pillow.

This time, some of the "objects" covered by the quilt were revealed, and Yan Junze shone it with a flashlight, and was stunned for a moment.

The head of a man who was exposed was not Zhuang Wenhui who ran into the house just now.

Yan Junze has seen this man's appearance in the photo, if I remember correctly, it should be Zhou Wenfei himself.

At this moment, Zhou Wenfei's face was pale and bloodless, and the blood flowing from his left eye socket had coagulated, and it seemed that the eyeball might be gone.

Seeing his appearance, he was already more than lucky.

However, Yan Junze also knew very well that under the quilt, Zhuang Wenhui was still covered at this time, but he was not ready to lift the quilt.

Now I just saw a Zhou Wenfei, as well as Gu Dekang and Cao Heng missing, and before the matter was completely clear, I couldn't act rashly.

Obviously, Zhuang Wenhui was waiting for him to go over and lift the quilt.

In that case, he would not have done it.

Sometimes, the weird obsession hide-and-seek is easy to say, but if it can be done like that, it's not a creepy (medium) quest.

As long as you find the weird, you can win, which is easier than the [Hair Washing] task when you first met Ke Childhood, why can't it be the level of "panic" ?

Therefore, if you find Zhuang Wenhui at this time, you may lose instead.

Yan Junze returned to the bedroom door, hid himself behind the bedroom door, and then said to the outside of the living room with his lips against the crack in the door: "Zhuang Wenhui, I found you, you are under the quilt on the bed." You lost, now you're coming to me! ”

The quilt on the bed began to squirm, and after about four or five seconds, a black head emerged from the quilt, and long hair fell down.

Zhuang Wenhui's figure crawled out from under the quilt, looked left and right, and did not see Yan Junze's figure, but he was very excited. She immediately hunched over, tiptoed, and trotted quickly out of the living room.

Yan Junze saw her enter the living room through the gap and immediately looked for herself everywhere, lying on the long decorative cabinet from time to time to look behind the wall, and from time to time into the corner behind the air conditioner, and then the corner of the sofa near the coffee table.

A moment later, Zhuang Wenhui ran into the kitchen on tiptoe.

Yan Junze immediately walked out from behind the bedroom door, did not leave the bedroom, but came to the wardrobe, opened the wardrobe, got in and squatted, and then closed the wardrobe door carefully.

At the moment before closing, he said again: "Zhuang Wenhui, can't you find me?" ”

At the door of the kitchen, Zhuang Wenhui's excited figure reappeared, looking around.

Subconsciously, incoherent images flashed.

……

"Wen Hui, Wen Hui ......"

In the dim and narrow aisle, a middle-aged man with a height of 1.8 meters and a slightly chubby body, holding a bloodstained iron tong in his hand, walked slowly.

The man had a beard and some blood on his beard, and he was wearing a pair of white short-sleeved and spacious brown breeches, and a pair of rubber boots on his feet.

At the moment, there were scarlet blood spots on his clothes and pants.

As he walked, he said, "You have to hide well, don't let me find you so soon!" ”

In a room around the corner from the man's hallway, it was a relatively large bedroom, but it was so foul that it was dirty.

The girl in the closet crouched inside, trembling all over, and heard the man's voice, heartstring footsteps, and heavy panting in her ears.

She knew that the man had come out of the room.

Zhuang Wenhui was so frightened that her face was bloodless, and she stretched out her hands to cover her mouth, but then her face twitched fiercely, and the severe pain came from her mouth again, so painful that she almost screamed.

When I let go of my hand, I saw that my lips had already been pierced by something hard, and I could see the gums. As the wound opened, blood gushed out, and even several teeth that could be seen in the upper gum were missing.

The door of the room was pushed open, and the footsteps that made Zhuang Wenhui's heart palpitate sounded again.

"Wen Hui, are you hiding here?" The man's voice was calm, "I knew you liked it here, you can't forget your mother, you subconsciously, you will still hide in your mother's bedroom." But have you forgotten? Your mother...... It's dead! ”

As the words spoke, the man's footsteps moved closer and closer to the large bed that no one had slept in again.

From the horizontal strip of the wardrobe vent, Zhuang Wenhui covered her mouth fiercely, allowing the wound to rupture and blood flowing out from between her fingers, but she didn't say a word.

Her eyes were fixed on the man with the iron tongs in her hand outside, her body trembled, and her eyes were already full of tears because of fright, crystal clear, slowly sliding down her cheeks.

The man walked around the bedroom, always smiling and continuing to speak.

"These few hide-and-seek encounters, your performance disappointed me. Disappointed yesterday, disappointed today, and maybe disappointed tomorrow, you little idiot! It's in vain that I've raised you so big! ”

A tall black shadow blocked out the little light that filtered into the closet.

Zhuang Wenhui maintained the posture of covering her lips, raised her head tremblingly, and saw that the wardrobe was slowly opened.

Revealing the face outside the wardrobe that I was extremely disgusted, extremely frightened, and made my heart feel extremely uncomfortable.

The man stretched out his big hand, grabbed Zhuang Wenhui's long hair, and pulled her out violently.

"Ahh

A scream came out of his mouth.

The voice seemed to come from the deepest part of my heart, from clear to blurred, and the fragments of memories in my mind disappeared.

……

Zhuang Wenhui, who was on tiptoe and hunched, quickly ran into the bedroom.

She looked left and right, jumped on the bed gently, and lifted the quilt.

At this time, Yan Junze, who was hiding in the closet, saw clearly that there was only Zhou Wenfei on the bed, and he did not see the other two spirit killers.

Zhuang Wenhui quickly jumped out of bed and just jumped to the front of the wardrobe.

Crash!

The wardrobe door where Yan Junze was was quickly opened, Zhuang Wenhui hooked her body and poked her head into the closet, and a broken face under the long hair shook under Yan Junze's nose for a moment.

Zhuang Wenhui was puzzled, because she didn't see anything, and there was no one hiding in this wardrobe except for clothes.

And Yan Junze, who had turned on the semi-spiritual field and blocked other weird magnetic fields, was still sitting in the closet and watching her silently, without making any sound.

She could see that when Zhuang Wenhui lowered her head, the scalp seemed to be cracked, which should have been caused by a strong external force.

Watching all this thoughtfully, Yan Junze recalled the mission information and tried hard to guess the cause of Zhuang Wenhui's death.

Seeing that there was nothing in the closet, Zhuang Wenhui was more curious and excited, she hadn't played such an addictive hide-and-seek for a long time, and in her memory, she seemed to have been dreaming, a nightmare that she couldn't wake up from, and people fell into it forever.

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