I looked at such a big house, and I didn't know which room the old woman lived in, but I remembered the general direction, and it seemed to be the room to the left of the living room, so maybe I could go and look for it.

I went back to the living room, it was very large, it was very quiet, there was an indescribable silence in the air, the whole world was surrounded by silence, I looked around and walked forward cautiously, for fear of touching anything.

He was about to walk towards the room on the left, when he suddenly noticed something in the hall, which was lying there quietly, covered with a red step.

It may just be an ordinary piece of furniture, but I suddenly became very interested, and people's curiosity is so strange that once they have curiosity, they can't help but want to walk over.

I walked in front of this thing, looking at the red cloth in front of me, but I seemed to know a little, what is under this cloth, maybe very ordinary, but because there is a red cloth covered, all the things in the whole hall are open to me, but only this thing, covered with a layer of red envelopes.

What is under this cloth, this thought echoed in my mind again, I was more curious in my heart, more curious about what was under this cloth, I couldn't help but stretch out my hand, but I felt that something was wrong, so it was very impolite to look at other people's things privately.

Forget that there is no one at this time, and no one will know about opening this red cloth now.

I still removed the red cloth, inside is a painting, a portrait of a person, a woman sitting there, and this woman surprised me, she turned out to be the hostess of this place Song Hui, this painter's brushwork is very powerful, this Song Hui was painted vividly, just like a real person, especially her eyes, these eyes are very spiritual, and the eyes of a living person are almost the same, that gaze is staring at me tightly, as if this person is standing in front of me.

This portrait of Song Hui is wearing a cheongsam, and the back behind her is this house, which seems to have been painted here, but the brush and ink on this painting seem to be some years, although I don't understand these, but I can also see that the brush and ink on this painting are at least more than ten years.

Ten years ago, Song Hui was so beautiful, but ten years later, once this woman's appearance is not old, it seems that this woman's maintenance is really powerful, and there has been no change at all after so many years.

It's a painting, it's a solution to my curiosity, there's not much strange about it, I'm going to cover it with this red cloth and go on with my own business.

When I was about to cover the red cloth, I suddenly noticed that the artist in the corner of the painting was a person surnamed Zhang, but I was surprised not by the painter of this painting, but by the date under the name of this painter, this painting was actually painted in 1912, which means that this painting has been New Year's Day.

A hundred years? That is to say, the character in this painting is not the modern Song Hui, but a person from a hundred years ago, and it may be the ancestor of Song Hui a hundred years ago.

It's just that the two people look alike, this Song Hui's family genes are really very strong, after a few generations, this person is still so similar, the similarity seems to be unable to express that these two people look the same, if you don't know the year of this painting, the first thought must be that they are one person.

I couldn't help but look at the person in this painting again, and I still have that feeling in my heart that the person in this painting is Song Hui.

Forget it, I'm here to study whether Song Hui is what's going on? I covered the red cloth and walked to the room on the left, which seemed to be the kitchen, and the old woman lived next to it.

When I passed by the kitchen, the door of the kitchen room was tightly closed, there was nothing in the kitchen that made me curious, the kitchen is the place for cooking, but when I passed by the door, I subconsciously approached the door, I didn't know why I walked into this room.

The kitchen is not an important place, so it is not locked, after I walked in, I was a little surprised, because this kitchen, not like I have cooked recently, the kitchen is full of dust, not only on the ground, even on the stove, there is a thick layer of dust, this dust is very thick, obviously it has been a long time.

I was a little confused, we ate a lot of things tonight, and it didn't look like it was made out of nowhere, and so many things weren't made from the kitchen, but now this kitchen is full of dust, and it may have not been cooked here for five, ten, or even decades.

And where the food we eat comes from, I suddenly thought of the part in the movie, all the demons and monsters can change all kinds of food, all with some soil, leaves, maybe even some bugs.

I suddenly felt a churn in my stomach, and although I didn't feel any change when I ate it, I felt a little uncomfortable when I felt that none of those things were eaten by normal people.

But maybe it's not just this kitchen, maybe it's abandoned and not in use, but I think too much.

I hurriedly walked out of the kitchen and looked at the room next door, today the old woman is walking to this place, it should be here, but I am a little embarrassed, thinking of the old woman's eyes, I have a little worry in my heart, in case I am discovered, how can I explain.

Forget it, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, take one step at a time, and you can't give up looking for a fat man because of this taboo.

I gently pushed the old woman's room open, it was very dark, but I had the eye of the sky, and there was nothing wrong with that.

But when I looked inside, I was a little shocked because there was almost nothing in the room, no furniture at all, and the whole room was empty.

However, the only thing in the room turned out to be a coffin, which was placed there in black and dark, which immediately added a sense of fear to the room.

How could there be a coffin in this room, this is not the old woman's room, on the contrary, there is a coffin here.

There is indeed such a custom in our country, some old people buy a coffin and put it there when they are old, but they usually build a wooden shed in front of their house, and the coffin is placed in a wooden shed, like this, I don't know what it means to put it directly at home.

Perhaps the owner here is for himself.

I exited the room and closed the door gently, I was suddenly a little puzzled, obviously there were only two rooms here, I clearly remembered that the old woman was going this way, and then disappeared, but there were only two rooms here, where would the old woman go.

I was a little puzzled, I was sure that the old woman was not a ghost, but I couldn't tell where she had gone.

Confused, I was about to go back, but as I walked to the living room, a voice suddenly appeared.

(End of chapter)