As soon as I opened the door of the closet, I found that it was not clothes or anything like that, but whole human skins. If it hadn't been for Feijing's sudden mouth covering to stop me from screaming, we would have been discovered.

Feijing saw those human skins behind him, and he was also shocked, but he was much calmer than me, and whispered to me: "Don't care so much, let's go in and talk." ”。

He took the lead and hid inside the closet. Although I was afraid, I couldn't hesitate at this time, gritted my teeth, and followed him into the closet.

I went in and closed the cabinet door, and for a moment there was absolute darkness inside. Maybe it's the psychological effect that is playing ghosts, and I always feel that the human skin around me seems to come to life, rubbing around me.

If this feeling continues, people will have to run away, and even if I am a police officer, I am trembling in my heart. Suddenly, I felt someone pinching my shoulder, and then my eyes lit up, and Feijing opened his Nokia phone, and through the faint light, I saw Feijing beside me, and his left hand was pressed on my shoulder.

His pinching just now, I was quite comfortable when I pinched, as if I was doing a massage, and the feeling of panic in my heart was dissipated a lot.

He put his finger to his mouth and made a small gesture.

By the faint light emitted by the mobile phone, I saw that there were more than 20 human skins in this cabinet, some with long hair fluttering, some with bald heads and short hair, with clear facial features, each one was very complete, although I didn't know what it looked like to hang a complete human skin on a hanger, but I always had this feeling.

These skins are illuminated by the light of mobile phones, and they all emit this kind of bleak yellow, which is not terrifying in this ambiguous light.

Feijing told me in lip language, don't come out, that person is about to come in.

As he spoke, he opened the door of the wardrobe through a small crack and looked out.

I peeked a little further down from him to see what the owner of the house was like.

The wardrobe is cleverly placed, except for the closest place to the wardrobe, there are almost no dead spots in the whole room.

Even so, if that person had not come to this room, we would not have been able to see him for what he really was.

Then again, there is nothing else in this room except this closet, and if that person comes to this room, there is a high probability that he will open this closet.

If he did find out about the two of us, I couldn't imagine what it would have been like. I'd love to see what this ghost keeper really looks like, but I'm afraid he'll open his closet and find us. That kind of ambivalence is very strange, very exciting, and very apprehensive in people's hearts.

We couldn't see what was going on in the next couple of rooms. All I heard was the sound of the door opening, and the faint sound of footsteps.

After about a minute a male voice rang out, I deduced it was from the mad woman's room.

Just listen to him: "Don't be afraid, I know someone has been here." You sleep in it with your baby in your arms for a while, and you don't care about anything else. Come, give me the child".

There was silence for almost ten seconds, and the voice continued, "Girl, you can sleep in peace." I put all those things in the grave, and Xiaohong watched them. Rest assured, those ghosts won't mess with you anymore. Let's go in, stay for a while and the child will make trouble again. Wait until I'm going to see if the uninvited person is gone, and you don't make a sound in there. ”。

Then there was a deathly silence, without any sound.

Suddenly I heard a 'bang', and it was the sound of the coffin lid being sealed. My heart thumped.

The man's voice should have entered middle age, and he didn't speak loudly, even a little gently. However, at this time, the gentle words that sounded to me were terrifying.

Obviously, it was not difficult for him to tell from his conversation with the mad woman that the woman was most likely his daughter. But the content of his speech was very strange. What does it mean that the child is making trouble again? Could it be that the corpse of the child?

From his words, it seems that something has been locked up by him, and there is a guard named Xiaohong. What will it be? Who is Little Red? I don't know, but I vaguely guessed something.

It is very likely that the ghosts are the ones he is locked up in the graveyard, and Xiaohong is most likely the name of a person, or the name of a ghost.

I collected my composure and looked up at the flying mirror. Seeing that he was looking out intently, he knew that his spirit was already highly concentrated.

Footsteps were heard.

It was the first time I had listened carefully to the man's footsteps, because I wanted to judge the man's age. It's not impossible, and if you listen closely, you'll find that the footsteps of middle-aged people are different from those of older people.

Although this man's voice sounded like he was in the prime of life, I was surprised that this man was not middle-aged, because there was clearly a friction in the sound of his walking voice, which was the friction between the heel of his shoe and the ground. This sound is most common in older people and the kind of people who walk and grind their heels.

The footsteps got closer and closer, and soon I reached the house next door, and my heart rose with the voice.

According to the storyline in the TV series, at this moment, Feijing and I will 'accidentally' make a little noise to remind that person that we are here.

But no, we didn't really make a sound, and we looked at the door with wide eyes like two dead men.

There was a dead silence all around, and I could only feel the sound of my own heartbeat and inaudible breathing, and the flying mirror was trying to suppress myself. We didn't dare to make the slightest movement, for fear of making a sound.

Here I thought, why didn't Feijing just kill him and give him a full house?

The man appeared at the doorway of the room. He came out in a strange position, first grabbing the door frame with one hand, and then leaning out, his head tilted out, as if he was peeping at something.

The moment I saw this person, my heart shook. I've seen this person, and I just saw him this morning, and I was scared at the time. Yes, he was the old man carrying the lantern this morning.

Feijing poked me with his finger, and I looked up to see him lip gesturing and saying, "See, this is the one who raised ghosts." Don't make a sound, this kind of person has a very good ear. ”。

I told him with my eyes that I knew.

However, the old man of his mother was now walking step by step in the direction of the wardrobe, very slowly, but without the slightest hesitation.

It's miserable, what if I find out, will this guy turn me into a ghost and raise me?

Feijing still had that concentrated expression, not at all worried that the old man would find him hiding in the closet.

The old man walked into the corner of our line of sight, and I couldn't see him, but I could still feel him looking at the closet.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up, and the door to the closet had been opened. I closed my eyes and waited for what would happen next.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the old man's face right in front of me, his eyes looking at me motionless, as if he were looking at a work of art.

I wonder if this guy is thinking about what it would be like if I were skinned.

He reached out a hand, touched the skin of the person next to me, and let out a satisfied smile.

I looked as if he hadn't seen me at all, and I felt strange, but I didn't dare to make the slightest movement at this time.

The old man touched four human skins in succession before giving up, and then closed the door of the cabinet.

I waited for him to leave the room before I breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the mirror suspiciously.

Feijing knew what I meant, and whispered: "Ghost raisers will have an acquired disability more or less, and I think this old guy has night eye disease." But don't underestimate him, at night his eyes are definitely smarter than a cat's eyes."

Feijing whispered to me that nocturnal eye disease can only see things with the help of some kind of light during the day, otherwise it is the same as a blind person, but at night it is completely different, and these eyes can even see bats flying in the sky at night.

I was surprised and secretly congratulated myself on my luck.

I asked Feijing what these skins are used for?

Feijing listened through the cabinet door for a while, and concluded that the person had gone to another room, and then whispered, "This is the clothes worn by those ghosts he raised." So that the ghosts without a body can walk in the night instead of floating.

I groaned. Looking at the human skins that the old man had touched just now, the more I looked at them, the more strange they became, but one of the men's skins caught my attention, and I even had a familiar feeling when I looked closely.

I turned around and stretched the skinned face out of my hand, and suddenly my head snapped.

How did he end up here?