"Teacher Luo! I'll get you here with your luggage! The speaker seemed to hesitate for a moment before continuing, "I'll confirm...... Do you really want to rent this house...... Although the previous occupants of this house were not seriously injured, they all moved out within a week due to excessive shock, and even the head of the house himself seems to be reluctant to live in it, so I wonder if you should think about it again......"

This man has a lot to say. Luo Yang's brows furrowed suddenly, and then he sighed. After all, this person was indeed thinking about the residents, so Luo Yang cautiously chose a relaxed and natural tone.

"Okay, tell me, are there any other homes around here that have such low rents?"

"Haha...... That's not the case, and even though it's a remote place, it's not an easy task to find a single-family well-equipped house...... Okay, okay, since Mr. Luo doesn't have any other opinions, let's settle here. The speaker shook his head and handed the suitcase and the key to the house to the black-haired young man standing straight in front of him. Then call me if you have anything after that. In the past, this house was regularly cleaned by cleaning staff, and the basic furnishings were very clean, so you can move in after a little tidying up. ”

"Hmm."

The two had nothing to talk about, the real estate agent waved his hand, turned around and left quickly, and the young man who stayed behind slowly walked to the door of this house that did not look very big, the overall decoration of the house was biased towards the European style, and it seemed a little strange in this remote area near the mountains, but the quaint atmosphere exuded by the house somewhat neutralized the abruptness. Luo Yang put down the suitcase in his hand at his side, lifted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then opened the door with the key.

"Squeak—"

After the heavy door shaft turning, Luo Yang felt a burst of cold air blowing from the door, and then what caught his eye was a slightly cramped wooden floor corridor, Luo Yang walked in and fumbled for the wall to turn on the light, and the surroundings suddenly lit up, he looked at the various rooms, the house was very clean, there was no mildew smell, and the kitchen and bathroom were also perfect, so he couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

After sorting out the daily necessities he brought with him in the bedroom, Luo Yang calmly looked at the wall clock on the wall.

"It's nine o'clock. Well, it's time to get to work. ”

From Luo Yang's tone, it was difficult to hear what emotion it was, and there was no expression on his face. He made himself a pot of tea, took it like an old man, took a sip to moisten his throat, and then placed the cup on a low cabinet far from the table, and then he sat down at the table.

Luo Yang picked up his pen and began to work on the manuscript paper on the desk.

That's right, Luo Yang is a professional cartoonist, and his latest serialized comic book "Let's Visit the City of Monsters for Food!" The manga mainly focuses on the adventures of the demon lord with his companions, and it depicts a lot of weird but delicious otherworldly food. This is a story with warmth in the hunt, and most people can't imagine that such a cold guy has such a delicate mind.

The main theme of the rush makes the night seem extra quiet and long. But Luo Yang didn't care, he had spent countless nights like this, and he had long been accustomed to this tiring but joyful work.

Just on the first night of this house, the atmosphere was a little unusual.

"Huh?! …… What's going on? ”

Luo Yang suddenly felt a thrill, and after a pause, he raised his head in some confusion, the hour and minute hands on the clock condensed together, and the temperature around him seemed to begin to drop little by little.

"It's only twelve o'clock."

Luo Yang just wanted to continue painting, but his attention was completely unable to concentrate, it seemed that the whole house was pulling his mind, forcing him to pay attention to other things, Luo Yang, who had no intention of writing again, could only put down the pen gently, he got up and looked around, and soon he noticed that something was wrong.

"Huh? When did this door open......"

Squeak –

Not far from him, the door of the low cabinet was opening slightly, making an eerie sound like grinding teeth, and the back of the door was attached to the mirror, reflecting part of the dimly lit room, in which the scene was rolling and twisting like water waves, full of weirdness.

The angle at which the door opens gradually increases, and so does the range that can be reflected in the mirror. Luo Yang looked from where he was, and the chair he was sitting on was gradually reflected in the mirror, and seeing that the chair was almost twisted into a twisted shape in the mirror, Luo Yang leaned forward curiously to look at it, just when his figure should be reflected-

"Smack!"

The door of the cabinet seemed to be slammed by an incomparably powerful force, the door of the cabinet was closed again, the whole cabinet shook non-stop, Luo Yang was shaken back, and then he was confused, and stared in the direction of the cabinet for a long time, before calming down and slowly exhaling a breath.

"Tsk...... What's wrong with this cabinet. Luo Yang muttered in a cold tone, then turned around and sat down to continue to finish today's work. At night, the house returned to tranquility, as if nothing had happened.

The next morning, Luo Yang woke up from the table he was lying on, he didn't know when he fell asleep, he rubbed his eyes to make his vision clear, and then he froze.

"Hmmm......"

"Huh?"

The manuscripts in front of him, which should have been folded in a neat stack, were now scattered on the table, not to the extent that he had unintentionally touched them in his sleep, but the feeling of almost every one of them being picked up and laid flat on the table.

"Ouch, my manuscript!" Luo Yang hurriedly sorted all the manuscripts on the table together, and then carefully packed them into paper bags and put them in his suitcase.

He looked around, and it wasn't until this time that he realized—

"There seems to be something strange about this house, maybe there are thieves in the neighborhood...... It doesn't seem like a good fit for me as my comic studio, and I thought I should really contact that agent......"

Luo Yang's self-talk was interrupted by the sound of ropes coming from all around the room, and he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, so he immediately turned around, only to see that the door of the room had been filled with overlapping tables, chairs, and cabinets, and the retreat seemed to be completely sealed.

"What's the situation!?"

Three steps and two steps, Luo Yang ran to the door, right in front of the door, the tables and chairs from the living room were almost two people tall in an instant, he tried to slap the furniture away, but the furniture did not move, it seemed that his actions were meaningless, even a little funny.

"Where did these come from!? Are you kidding? ”

In his violent slap, the vase on the cabinet was suddenly shaken down, and a barely visible shadow descended on the top, Luo Yang raised his head and stared at the vase that was about to fall on his head as if it was slowly being lifted by it, as if the shadow was about to put the vase back on the cabinet.

Luo Yang subconsciously stretched out his hand, his hand coincided with the shadow, and the shadow disappeared as if frightened, and at the same time, the vase in front of Luo Yang's eyes suddenly shook, and then fell hard, and the red heart smashed on the top of his head, and in a dazzling white light and pain, the poor young cartoonist lost consciousness.