Chapter 553 is not a mortuary room

This is supposed to be the main hall of the room, which is not large, and on the cabinet next to it, there are a few photos.

Originally, there was nothing curious about having photos in the room.

Strangely, these photos are so strange.

The photos are in black and white, and it looks like there must have been decades of history.

The first photo is of a small child, looking at the camera with a smile and a weird smile.

The second photo is a family photo.

Inside was a man and a woman, with a child standing in the middle.

All three of them looked at the camera, but they didn't smile.

Subsequently, Xu Que looked at other photos, all of which were photos of this family of three, and they almost didn't smile in the photos.

"This family of three, what seems to have happened?"

Xu Que felt strange in his heart, and then opened the drawer, which contained a large pile of miscellaneous items.

"It's supposed to be an ordinary house, but the question is, why is it a morgue?"

There are many drawers under this cabinet, and Xu Que opens them one by one.

There are so many clutters, a lot of them are useless things, and nothing of value has been found here.

However, in the bottom drawer, Xu Que found something interesting.

It's a thick photo album, and when you take it out, you can see a thick layer of dust on it.

The room was very quiet, Xu Que was not in a hurry anyway, opened the album and looked at it.

Seeing the first page of the album, Xu Que was fascinated.

Inside is a photograph of an adult man lying in a coffin.

He closed his eyes, looked upright, and looked at his clothes, which was a Tang costume during the Republic of China.

There was a lot of gold and silver money in the coffin, this should be a rich landlord, even if he died, it was very luxurious.

Turning the page, the second photo, is a young woman.

Like the previous photo, she also lay quietly in the coffin, looking peaceful.

The third photo is of a teenage boy lying in a narrow coffin, his face pale.

There was a circle of people wearing clothes from the Republic of China period, and it can be seen from the clothes of these people that these people were some rich people at the beginning.

In fact, if you think about it, in that era, the people who could take photos were definitely big families.

The faces of the men were sad, and some of the ladies were holding handkerchiefs and wiping away tears.

The man was touching the coffin with a painful expression.

It can be seen that the death of this child is very painful for the family.

Xu Que continued to look at the photos, and the photos in the back suddenly changed to a different style, there was no coffin in it, but a normal group photo.

After reading a few photos, Xu Que found a problem.

That is, in the group photo, there will always be at least one person's eyes closed.

At first, Xu Que thought it was a problem of angle or the timing of taking pictures.

But after watching a lot, Xu Que found that something was wrong.

Because in every photograph there are people with their eyes closed, and the same thing is that these people are all pale and bloodless.

It's like a dead man.

"No, this is a dead man."

Xu Que looked at it intently, and every dead person in the photo was expressionless, which was obviously different from the people taking photos around him.

I looked at more than a dozen photos in a row, and every photo was like that.

"It's fun to take pictures with dead people."

Xu Que closed the photo album, and suddenly, in a room in front of him, there was a sound of 'dong dong dong'.

Xu Que hurriedly walked over and found that the Li family was written on the door of the house.

"Is this family's surname Li?"

The sound in the room suddenly disappeared, which added to Xu Que's curiosity even more.

It was a wooden red door, and when I pushed it open, I found that the door was unlocked.

Xu Que walked in, the room was very dark, and there was a sense of mystery.

Of course, there are more and more terrifying atmospheres, and Xu Que has a feeling that he has been being stared at.

It's just that he didn't find out where the person staring at him was.

He looked back, and there was nothing.

The wooden walls are plastered with classical paper, which exudes a smell of woody mold.

It's really old here.

I turned on the light of my mobile phone and shone it over, and there was actually a wooden staircase in front of me.

The stairs lead downstairs and apparently there is a basement underneath.

"Interesting, there was a basement in those days, what secrets are hidden underneath?"

The ground was a little slippery because it was wet.

It seemed that someone was whispering in his ears, but the voice was too small, and Xu Que didn't hear what he was saying clearly.

The light of the mobile phone shone over, and suddenly there was a flash in front of him, and a short black shadow seemed to flash by.

Xu Que wasn't much afraid, for him, he had already seen a lot of ghosts, and this situation was nothing.

The room was filled with gloomy, and the light in front of him gradually brightened.

Xu Que turned off his mobile phone at this time, and secretly said that this place can also automatically control the lights, which is not bad.

At this time, there was another black shadow in front of him, Xu Que's heart moved, and when he looked carefully, Xu Que found that this was not a black shadow, but a mirror.

The so-called black shadow just now is actually Xu Que himself.

The mirror surface of this mirror is slightly distorted, making it look very hideous.

Xu Que suddenly saw that something might not be right with this mirror, so he walked over and took a closer look.

The mirror has marks on it that have been scratched by fingernails, and it looks particularly oozing, as if someone is trying to come out of the mirror.

"Is it another haunted house about mirror ghosts?"

Xu Que guessed in his heart.

When he looked at the mirror carefully, Xu Que found that this mirror was a little different from the ordinary one.

Behind the mirror, it seems that you can faintly see something behind.

"It seems to be a lighting problem, the higher the light, the clearer the things behind it."

Xu Que raised his head, and after seeing a light bulb, he raised his eyebrows: "It looks like a modern light bulb, this family should have been handed down during the Republic of China, and their descendants have been living here since then." ”

There are more and more clues, which makes Xu Que a little excited.

He is not afraid of problems, but he is afraid that there are problems in front of him, but he is at a loss and has no clues.

"There are some clues, but there are still too few. According to the previous rules, every haunted house here exists in reality, and if this haunted house can be found, there will be more clues. ”

I pressed the light bulb on the wall, and the light bulb flickered.

As the light bulb flickered, countless black shadows appeared in the glass in front of me.

These black shadows appeared in front of Xu Que one by one, and every time the lights went out, the black shadows would disappear.

Suddenly, all the lights were turned on, but the figures behind the mirrors were gone.

"Interesting, flickering, trying to scare me? The theme is good. ”

Instead of being afraid, Xu Que was faintly a little excited. I want to talk about "My Horror Ghost Building" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~