Burial of Youth: Chapter 12 Midnight Horror
The night fell silently, and the hazy moonlight sprinkled on the floor was indescribably weird. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
I lay on the bed and tossed from side to side, unable to fall asleep.
It was as if something was pressing down on my heart, and I felt troubled. I simply sat up, intending to go to the kitchen to get a can of drink to quench my thirst, when suddenly, I heard a "pop" from the window, as if something had knocked it down.
"Huh." The room on the second floor is more than ten meters above the ground, and it is late at night, so it is ruled out that the child next door accidentally hit the glass while playing with the ball, so ......
I opened the curtains and looked out, but I couldn't see anything but a thin light and a thick fog.
"Sure enough...... "It's not something to be happy about when the storyline of horror movies appears to me, and I am so afraid that this emotion does not appear to me, anyway, several people in the house are not vegetarians.
I paced back and forth in the room, waited for a long time and didn't see any movement, and just when I thought I was thinking too much and my brain was hallucinating, the phone on the bedside rang suddenly.
Answering the phone, I calmly asked, "What trick do you want to play?" ”
Time stood still, I felt as if I was in an absolutely closed secret room, and all the sounds were still except for my own heartbeat and pulsation.
After a long time, a series of murmurs suddenly came from the phone, followed by a hoarse voice that could not distinguish between men and women.
"Stop meddling."
Have a finger in the pie? What's up? Is Liu Yixin missing?
When I was about to speak again, the phone was already disconnected, and only a blind beep "beep" came out.
I checked the call log, then broadcast it back, and unsurprisingly couldn't get through.
"Did you just buy a phone card and then make me this threatening call with unknown meaning and pretending to be a ghost and then lose the phone card again...... "What makes me care is that the other party knows my mobile phone number, is it someone I know?"
Things didn't seem to stop there, and when I was about to lie down and sleep again, there was suddenly eerie music in the room.
"Hmm...... It must have come from a music box, but I don't have anything like that. "I got out of bed and pressed the switch on the light in my room...... The lights are not on.
Looks like someone is trying to give me a kick...... But you seem to have found the wrong person.
I turned on my phone's flashlight mode and started searching the room for the source of the music.
After some searching, I found a small music box in a hidden mezzanine, a music box without a clockwork.
As I was about to take a closer look, the music box turned into a puddle of unidentified black liquid and spilled all over the ground. The music stopped abruptly at this point.
I found a test tube, collected some of the liquid, and got up to leave the room, but the door was locked.
"Damn, is it over?"
Without warning, the curtains opened suddenly, and the pale moonlight lit up the room, as if to tell me with action: "It's not over." ”
"You don't seem to be afraid?"
An ethereal voice came from the petite figure sitting quietly in front of the window.
"If it's a prank, it's a bit too much." I stared at the petite figure in front of the window, and vaguely saw what "it" looked like.
Why is "it" used here? Because, the guy in front of him is not a person at all, but a ...... Dolls.
A classic in Western horror films, ghost puppets.
Dressed in a white dress, with long gray-white hair, the exposed areas are covered with stitches. It stood up, jumped off the window, and looked up at me.
"Death is not avoided by pretending to be calm."
"Really?" I sneered and crouched down, my face almost touching the tip of the puppet's nose, "Is it fun to play this little trick?" If you want to use this kind of thing to stop me from investigating, forget it. ”
It seemed to be shocked by my behavior, and it took dozens of seconds for the puppet to voice again: "You don't seem to be an ordinary person. ”
"Each other, each other."
"I don't want to be your enemy, but I ask you to stop investigating this matter." The guy who manipulated the puppet became a little more polite.
"Why? Did you do Liu Yixin's disappearance? ”
"She's safe now, you don't need to worry about it." This guy can be regarded as admitting that Liu Yixin's disappearance was planned by him. But, what is he doing this for?
"And what if I don't agree?"
"You can try it." The puppet's voice became cold again, "I don't want to be an enemy of you, it doesn't mean I'm afraid of you, I just don't think there's any need to involve unrelated people, if you have to continue, I won't stop it, but you have to think about the consequences of your actions." ”
After speaking, the puppet, like the music box, turned into a puddle of black water.
With the disappearance of the dolls, everything is back to its original state.
Without the slightest hesitation, I took another test tube and filled the black water of the puppet......
"So, you haven't slept all night?" Yan Yurou frowned.
"No, since the other party took the initiative to appear, wouldn't the game become more interesting? If he wants to play, I'll play with him. ”
"Why don't you rest today?"
"Don't worry, it's not the first time anyway."
"Hey, hey......" Chen Zishao knocked on the table with chopsticks very full, "Don't show your hobby early in the morning?" ”
"So, what exactly is that black water?" Mo Xiaoxue asked a rare serious question.
"Oh, C4H10O9, C7H6O5H2O, and FeSO4." I glanced at the crowd with black question marks on their faces, and then added, "Commonly known as ink." ”
Mo Xiaoxue pondered, "Is the ability to transform ink?" ”
"Not sure for now." I shook my head, "No matter what he wants to do, what he has to do is still to do, if you two have nothing to do, help me check the Hanging Sword Database to see if anyone has the ability to manipulate ink." ”
In order to strengthen the control of the supernatural, the hanging sword has established something similar to the population database, whether it is congenitally awakened or acquired, it will be registered, but this thing is ...... It's not always practical.
"Isn't it? Millions of people around the world, when is this going to be found? Chen Zishao was quite helpless.
"Search scope: China, around 17 years old, male, and, if I'm not mistaken, local."
"How do you know it wasn't done by someone who has a grudge against you? Wouldn't that expand the scope to the whole world? ”
"Please, I can't explain everything that comes out of my reasoning, can I? I don't know and think I'm forcibly hydrographing. ”