The phone wouldn't turn on, so I took out a lighter from my trouser pocket and lit it.

Climbing to the end of the ladder, in the glow of the flames, I saw a narrow iron door in front of me.

At this time, there are centipedes coming in and out of the iron gate.

The door was not locked, but a yellow rune paper with runes written on it was pasted.

My heart beat a little faster, and the tension that was close to the truth surrounded me.

After taking a few deep breaths, I gently removed the rune paper and pushed the iron door open. A fishy smell instantly hit my face.

In this small secret room, which is only four or five meters square, there is a large jar with a wide mouth on the ground. In the middle of the jar was a stone pier with a small boxy box.

Strangely, in the jar, around the box are five sticks that look like chicken bones. The top is tied to a red line, which is connected to form a pentagon.

The fishy smell came from this jar. I looked into the jar with a lighter probe, and my stomach suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

At the bottom of the jar is a reddish-brown dry, solidified liquid. Needless to say, intuitively know, it must be blood.

I frowned.

Although I didn't know the specifics, at first glance I felt that this must be some kind of formation, as if it was trying to trap something inside.

This box must be what the ghost cub wants. But I didn't dare to act rashly, if there was something more vicious sealed inside, wouldn't it be a catastrophe!

At this time, the oil in the lighter ran out, and the flame shook twice and went out. Darkness returned.

I was in a hurry, when a bright light flashed behind me, and then an old and hoarse voice came: "Finally you have found ......"

I was startled, and when I looked back, it was the old lady who had just burned paper on the steps.

She held a flashlight, and the light around her was restored. At this moment, the old lady's face was gloomy, and her eyes were full of resentment.

"You...... Are you a human or a ghost? I stammered, and quickly looked down, but fortunately, there was her shadow on the ground.

"Auntie, you ......" I wanted to ask her how she came up, this skill is too athletic, right? But there are more important issues to figure out right now.

"Do you know what's in this box? What's really going on here? ”

Although I don't know the position of this old lady, I can think with my toes that she must be an insider.

The old lady looked at me coldly, and for a long time, she sighed.

"That's Xiaofeng's ashes...... That kid died so badly......"

"Little wind?" My mind was racing, "You were just burning paper for her?" ”

I followed her words and said that this might bring me closer to each other.

The old lady nodded: "Today is Xiaofeng's death day." ”

"I watched that child grow up, just like my son...... It's a pity that he can't be at peace after he dies, his soul is trapped here, and he can't be reborn......"

Wait, son...... She said Xiaofeng, is it a boy? It doesn't seem to be the skinning demon here! I'm going to go, is it possible to have another one?

I'm a little nervous in my legs.

So is the thing in this mezzanine the ghost girl's, or Xiaofeng's?

I think my IQ is still online, why is it completely foggy at this time?

"Auntie, what the hell is going on?" I said with tears in my voice.

The old lady sighed deeply again.

"Xiaofeng's father was a famous architect back then. This building is the ...... he designed."

The old lady's narration brought the time back to the nineties of the last century.

The name of the designer of Yongfangtang is Dong Hui. His wife, Gao Jie, is engaged in the clothing design industry, and both of them are young talents, and they are a couple who envy others.

But the fly in the ointment is that the two have been married for many years and have no children. When they reached middle age, the couple went to the welfare home to adopt a four-year-old boy and named him Tung Chee-feng.

In the first two years, the two were very good to this adopted son, and they also hired an aunt to take care of his daily life. But in the third year, Gao Jie suddenly became pregnant and gave birth to a lovely daughter.

The arrival of their daughter added endless joy to the family, and the couple's focus must have shifted to this beautiful and clever biological daughter, and their attention to Xiaofeng slowly decreased.

Xiaofeng is a sensible child and never says much. He is also very nice to his sister and often plays with her.

It wasn't until her sister Jianfang was four years old that Xiaofeng's fate was completely changed. That day, Xiaofeng after school pushed his sister to play on the swing in the yard as usual.

Naughty Xiaofang kept shouting "Higher, higher", and when Xiaofeng pushed her sister into the air again, tragedy happened-

Xiao Fang, who didn't hold her hand steadily, suddenly lost her center of gravity, slipped off the swing seat, and fell her head heavily on a stone, and lost her breath at that time.

Dong Hui and his wife were grief-stricken and blamed all this on their adopted son Xiaofeng. They even suspected that Xiaofeng deliberately wanted to kill his sister in order to get exclusive favor.

After her daughter died, Gao Jie's mental state also went wrong, and she often went crazy hysterically.

She refused to accept this fact. As a fashion designer, she has designed many beautiful dresses by herself, but she has never had the opportunity to wear them for her daughter.

One day, Gao Jie, who was in a trance, called out the name "Xiaofang" to his adopted son. After that, it was out of control. Gao Jie forced Xiaofeng to grow long hair and wear a floral skirt, using him as a stand-in for his daughter.

Regarding this matter, the attitude of the male protagonist Dong Hui was acquiescing.

Although he knew that everything his wife did was a perverted act, only in this way could he make her quiet for a while.

At the same time, Dong Hui also has a grudge against Xiaofeng. Seeing him tortured, I also felt a sense of pleasure in my heart.

Gao Jie combs Xiaofeng's hair and makeup every day, and wears girls' clothes. How could Xiaofeng be willing to go to school like this, and the couple simply didn't let him go to school.

In this way, Xiaofeng became a noble rag doll at home around the clock. Gao Jie threw away all his boy's clothes and asked him to learn to speak in a girl's tone. If you don't comply, you will be beaten by the couple.

There is only Aunt Qian, the nanny at home, who pities Xiaofeng and often comforts Xiaofeng who secretly weeps.

This perverted life lasted for two years. That day, Xiaofeng overheard Gao Jie's conversation with her husband. She asks her husband to turn Xiaofeng into a girl in the truest sense of the word.

Back then, sex reassignment surgery was still unknown to most people. But with Dong Hui's connections, there is naturally a way.

When he heard the news, Xiao Feng, who was tortured and powerless to resist, was discouraged.

On a sunny afternoon, Gao Jie put on makeup for Xiaofeng and went to take a nap. Xiaofeng put on a red dress, cut that beautiful face with glass shards, and hanged himself.