Luckily I didn't see that picture, otherwise I might have fainted if I had seen the one in the picture.

I turned to look at the rest of the room, and on top of the tables and cabinets, there were some strange things.

There were black-looking horn-like things, weird masks, and something like an old-looking clay pot.

As far as the eye can see, there is hardly a normal thing to see.

What the hell is this, antique?

That guy in Wang Shan, and still have a collecting habit?

Thinking in my head.

Then I saw the little child, who, after letting me into the house, ignored me and was squatting beside the coffee table alone, clutching a doll half a foot long in his hand.

It looks like it's carved out of wood and comes to life.

The child, holding the puppet, slammed it on the coffee table, then grabbed the puppet's hands and feet, dragged it down one by one, and then put it on, dragged it down, put it on, and had a lot of fun.

Just watching a child dismember that puppet, that kind of picture always makes people feel very uncomfortable and weird.

That kind of anthropomorphic doll is okay if it is very different from normal people, but the more it looks like a real person, the more it makes people feel frightened.

It is said to be a sensation called the uncanny valley effect.

Especially the puppet, the carving is so delicate, with a kind of red wood, it looks not much different from the skin of a real person.

The face is very delicately carved.

After staring at it for a while, I felt that the puppet's eyes seemed to be staring at me all the time, or were they staring behind me?

I can't tell the difference, but that weird feeling makes my heart hairy.

In a trance, when the child dragged the puppet's hands, feet, and even the head off and played with it in his hand, I could even hear a strange sound.

I knew it was my delusion, a puppet, impossible to make a sound.

It's just that the cool air on his body is getting stronger and stronger.

At this moment, the little girl seemed to notice that I was looking at him, and looked up at me, with big bright eyes, staring at me and not moving.

That kind of weird look made my heart hairy.

Are those eyes looking at me?

But why, I felt that the eyes, as if they were looking somewhere else, in the eyes of children, as if they didn't feel my presence at all.

The feeling of extreme discomfort became more and more intense and uncomfortable at this time.

At this moment, I didn't notice that behind me, a figure had gradually emerged, completely detached from the picture, squirming, and appeared behind me.

The shadow of the sky is not visible.

Where I only saw my head, a slit opened and I seemed to open my huge mouth.

His hands were already raised, and they grabbed me at the back of my neck.

Seeing that pair of claws was about to touch my body, my body suddenly trembled violently.

Suddenly, a loud, tiger-like sound sounded from his head.

This loud voice exploded in my head.

It even made me feel like my ears were ringing in my ears, my head was dizzy, and I squatted down with my head in my hands.

After a long time, the strong tinnitus gradually faded away, and I shook my head vigorously, and I got up from the ground, panting and looking pale.

What was going on just now, how could such a terrifying voice suddenly explode in my head?

There was some fear in my heart, my throat was squirming, and I turned around and looked around, everything was no different from before.

Could it be that it was just my delusion, or is it a reaction that will only occur if I haven't rested well for a long time and my body can't bear it?

That's how it should be.

When I looked at the child again, the child had continued to toss the puppet in his hand, as if he had lost interest in me.

I ignored the kid and continued to wander around the room.

The room was cold, a bit cold.

Even if the curtains are closed, it shouldn't be so cold in this kind of weather now.

I could feel that it was an intuitive reaction from my body, not an illusion caused by fear or anything else.

Just as I was passing through a doorway, I suddenly felt a chill under my feet, an even colder air, blowing on my ankles.

Cold air seeped through the crack under the door.

I quickly raised my head and looked at the door in front of me, what was there behind the door, and why was it so cold?

All of a sudden, a great curiosity arose in my heart.

There's definitely something special about this room.

Although the owner is not at home, it is not good to rummage in someone's room, but in this case, I don't have time to think too much, I reach out and grab the doorknob, and I am ready to open the door.

But the door was locked, and it couldn't be twisted open after two twists.

You can't kick it away, it'll scare the kid.

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