Unkindness and injustice? What do you mean?

I was about to ask Li He carefully, when suddenly I heard a bang, and something seemed to have been touched downstairs. Suddenly I was shocked, should I ......

Li He directly jumped the Powerful Ghost Array to the level where the Powerful Ghost dealt with me?

I quickly turned off the TV and listened carefully. The office was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop on the floor. At this point, I was panicking because all the ghost-hunting props were in the drawer downstairs.

"Sun Qing ......"

I whispered, but got no response. At this time, I looked back, but found that Sun Qing and the others were gone!

It's a punishment!

Li He just said, since I am unkind, don't blame him for being unjust. It must have been my thoughts that had completely angered him, so he didn't tell me the rules.

Now, I have to fight the ghost formation alone!

My heart was pounding fast, and the ghost-hunting props were all underneath, which meant I had to run downstairs. But here's the problem...... It's likely that the ghost is downstairs too.

"Whoa...... Whoa......"

There was a sound of things being pulled downstairs, as if someone was searching. I swallowed, opened the door, and carefully peered out from the hallway.

I saw a yellow light downstairs, an old-fashioned incandescent lamp, but I remember very well that the downstairs was a new type of energy-saving lamp, and the light was also white.

Why did all of a sudden, this light change?

The walls have also become a little different, they were originally freshly painted, but now they look very old and dirty. It felt like the downstairs room had suddenly been replaced.

I'm forced to change locations!?

I hurriedly ran to the window and looked downstairs, and was dumbfounded.

The place was the same, but the streets were deserted, and it was terrifyingly dark, the kind of darkness that could not be seen. It feels like there's nothing all around except the house, and there's nowhere to go.

I swallowed my spit, and now I had to go down. Otherwise, wouldn't it be terrible if I waited for that terrible ghost to come up and trap me in my room upstairs?

Be quick! Be quiet!

I walked down the stairs and tiptoed downstairs, and when I was halfway around the stairs, I immediately retreated.

Because out of the corner of my eye, I saw that there seemed to be a figure on the first floor, although I didn't look very carefully, but there was indeed a figure.

I poked my head out cautiously, and when I saw the figure outside, I couldn't help but chuckle.

It was a young man I hadn't met, but I guess it should be Zhang Hua. Because he had no two eyes, his bright red eye sockets were exposed, and there were several knife wounds on his body, which was completely consistent with what Wang Jing said before. He was standing motionless in the center of the room, his feet on his toes exaggeratedly, literally supporting the weight of his body with his big toes. I just happened to make eye contact with him.

Die!

Just as I was thinking this, I found that Zhang Hua was still standing there motionless, just looking at me in a daze. It makes me feel a little strange, what does that mean?

I tried to walk down the stairs, carefully every step.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

The sound of my footsteps resounded in the office, and even though I had walked very lightly, it was still terrifying in the silence.

Zhang Hua was wearing a school uniform, and he was already stained red with blood. As I approached him, he was still standing motionless, and I wondered and began to observe him closely.

Could it be because I'm blind and can't see me, so I don't move?

I thought it was impossible, but now was a good opportunity, so I hurriedly walked in the direction of my desk. The light was so weak that I could barely see what was going on around me. I fumbled to my desk, opened the drawer, and began to look for ghost-hunting props.

It was very dark and dark, and I couldn't find the ghost-hunting props directly, so I had to take them out one by one and look at them.

Pen? No.

Book? No.

Paper towel? No.

When I picked up the next thing, I suddenly screamed in shock, and hurriedly threw it away.

It's the corpse of a black cat!

This black cat is about a month's size, and it is still a cub, and it is quite small in a drawer.

When was this put in a drawer!

I couldn't help but break out in a lot of cold sweat on my forehead, this house was indeed a little different from the previous one. If you keep looking like this, who knows what you'll find. I quickly took out my phone from my pocket and prepared to shine it with a flashlight.

And when I turned on the flashlight, I felt a chuckle in my heart.

In this drawer, in addition to the dead baby I just threw away, there was the body of half a baby. The baby's corpse had been cut open vertically, and he lay peacefully in the drawer, his eyes still squinting at me, just in time to see his already somewhat green pupils.

"Vomit ......"

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but bend down and vomit. Although I have seen the baby cry valley, when I think of myself just touching around in such a drawer, I feel sick to my stomach, and it is very uncomfortable.

After spitting up, I quickly took out the wish and some items from the drawer, and turned back to walk towards Zhang Hua again. He's still standing there, and it's weird. I was panicked, so I opened a bottle of black dog blood and sprinkled it all on Zhang Hua's body.

"Wow!"

The black dog's blood was sprinkled on Zhang Hua's body, but what made me cold was that Zhang Hua still didn't feel the slightest feeling. I immediately frowned, this is still a ghost, clearly a nerd standing there without moving. If you think about it this way, it's not a threat to me at all, it's just that the first floor has become a little strange.

What can the black cat's corpse do with me?

What can I do with the baby's corpse?

Somehow, I can sleep like that and wait until daylight tomorrow. Even if Li He used a new method, it still didn't mean anything to me.

I yawned, went upstairs again, and lay on the bed and slept with my eyes closed, feeling that Li He's plan had failed again.

I don't know how long I lay with my eyes closed, maybe a minute, maybe three minutes. Suddenly, I felt that the temperature in the bed was getting colder and colder, it was still quite warm, but it was slowly getting colder.

Weird.

This quilt is generally warmer and warmer the more it is covered, how can it get colder the more it is covered? I fumbled into the quilt and found that it was wet, so I quickly lifted the quilt and turned on the light.

Oh, my God......

There was a patch of blood in my stomach, slimy, as if a hole had been opened in my stomach. I hurriedly touched my hand to my stomach, but when I touched my stomach, I was stunned.

Because...... It seems that there really is an opening.

In a panic, I hurriedly picked up the tissue next to me and wiped it, and at this time, there was already an extra wound on my stomach. The wound wasn't deep, but it was bleeding a lot.

When was it cut and why didn't you feel it at all!?

I looked at the quilt in confusion and realized that something was wrong.

Originally, the quilt I covered was a flower pattern, but now it has become a human pattern, and the person on the quilt is Zhang Hua, who is holding a pair of scissors at this time, with a hideous smile on his face. There was still blood on that pair of scissors, and if you count the distance, the scissors just covered my stomach.

Could it be that my stomach was cut open by these scissors? Is it that if I just cover it for a while, my whole stomach will be cut open?

Suddenly, I no longer felt that I was okay, but that I was in danger now.

I hurriedly put on my clothes and walked downstairs again, only to find that the real Zhang Hua was still standing there. At this point, I didn't care so much, but looked at it carefully.

He was standing in the middle of the room.

And now, the whole house seems to be controlled by Zhang Hua, turning into a killing machine. No matter what I do, death is likely to come. Even if I did something very simple, I could have been killed, because I had no idea what was dangerous in this room, just like the quilt before.

Who would have thought that sleeping under the quilt would make the quilt cut open the belly?

I swallowed, and a word popped into my mind.

Haunted houses.