(Cat flutter Chinese) There are all kinds of messy names in my live broadcast room, such as Teletubbies died of murder, Tieling Biaoye, handsome and good sister Paper Love, this kind of name is known to be a screen name at a glance.

But now those IDs in the live broadcast room have all changed to real names such as Li Ming and Wang Wei, and I don't know if they represent living people with names and surnames, or unjust ghosts who only remember their names.

All in all, when I didn't find the ID of Wan Yi Chang, I stopped paying attention to those barrages, because they were probably fictionalized based on my memory, and it was also possible that those lonely souls and wild ghosts fostered in Tongsang Fu deliberately wanted to play with me.

After smoking a cigarette, my thoughts were basically clear: "Suppose this is Huang Xue's dream, the first thing I have to do is to meet Sakurako, she must know more about dreams than I do, in this completely unfamiliar world, I need a guide." ”

"Another thing to pay attention to is Huang Xue, this is her dream, and her safety must be ensured." Holding my phone in the underworld, I walked around this strange room with a black suitcase in my other hand.

This house is not small, a kitchen, a bathroom, a living room and three bedrooms, the house should be some years old, the kitchen range hood remains thick grease, a lot of furniture has fallen off the paint, and the wall skin has also fallen off.

"I entered Huang Xue's dream, but why did I appear in this room?" Thanks to accepting Huang Lan's commission before, according to the information she provided, Huang Boyuan and Huang Xue have never stayed in a similar room.

Before Huang Boyuan made his fortune, they couldn't afford to live in such a house, and after Huang Boyuan became a high-level member of Qianding Pharmaceutical, such a house was not worthy of his identity, so I deduced that the owner of this house did not have much to do with the Huang family.

"There are powerful ghosts and evil things hidden in the Tongsang talisman, could this house be an illusion created by those dirty things? It's like a ghost hitting a wall. "I was talking to myself in the room, and my ears moved, when I suddenly heard a knock on the door from the living room.

"Sakurako?" Cautiously, I reached the door with a suppression charm in hand, and the door was not locked, but the deadbolt was hung with a chain.

When I arrived, the knocking on the door suddenly stopped.

"Who could it be?" Opening the door was as simple as removing the chain from the deadbolt, and it seemed that the people behind it had no intention of imprisoning me.

But for the sake of caution, I still squatted down, lay on the ground, and looked out through the crack in the door: "Sakurako is wearing a pair of small white shoes, and it is clear if it is her who knocks on the door." ”

The hallway was too dim to see, so I kept my eyes on the crack in the door and used my phone to illuminate it.

In the moment when my vision was clear, my face was as white as paper, and my heart beat heavily.

Silently taking away my phone, I quickly got up and took a few steps back.

It wasn't Sakurako standing outside the door, it was the face of a bloodied tragic death, and she was lying in the doorway, and I just happened to be looking at her through the crack in the door.

A pair of bloodshot eyes turned irregularly until I appeared, and she stared at me through the crack in the door.

"Knock knock!" The knock on the door sounded again......

"This is the classic open-door kill in horror games." I glanced at the unlocked door with trepidation, and subconsciously stayed away: "The main gate will definitely not be able to get out, even if I use the thunder charm to kill it, but there is no guarantee that I will not encounter a second ghost." ”

Back in the middle of the living room, I began to look for clues in the house, for a specific crime, any action is purposeful, and the other party imprisoned me here for no reason, probably not just to scare me.

I searched the living room, but I didn't find much, and when I opened the cabinets and sofas, I only saw some graffiti drawn by children.

"The pattern has a monster and a princess, it shouldn't be from the same person, there may be several children of different ages living in this house."

Squatting down to look closely, there was a line of pencil writing in the most inconspicuous place in the corner: "I want to marry my brother, I want to live with my brother forever!" ”

"Is my sister going to marry my brother?" I just thought it was a child's words, and I didn't take it to heart, moved the furniture back to its place, and began to look in other rooms.

When I came to the kitchen, there were four pairs of dishes and chopsticks on the dining table, three on the left and one on the right.

Interestingly, the plates containing rotten dishes are all concentrated on the left side of the table, and the person on the right only has rice, but no food.

"This family should be a family of four, three of them huddle together to bully the other person, living under the same roof, why would they do this? Is there one who is not biological? ”

I'm not gossiping, but starting from the details and speculating with divergent thinking.

Walking out of the kitchen, I entered the first bedroom, which was quite large, with a writing desk and a bookcase in addition to a double bed.

"The Seven Deadly Sins?" Picking up a book on the desk, the owner of this bedroom seems to have specialized in Western literature, and has found many translations and various original Renaissance works on the shelves.

On some notes and highly professional papers, I saw a name - Guo Zhiming.

"Many papers end up with the official seal of a certain college, is he a university lecturer?" This person has a very high level of education, but the books he reads always make me feel wrong, such as the "Seven Deadly Sins" in my hand, and I also found a lot of books on the bookshelf, such as "Sheep Fat Ball", "Criminal Law and Art", "A Brief Discussion of Fertility Cult" and so on.

"This could be a well-dressed beast with a superficial Sven face." Although I can't understand the original book, Guo Zhiming left all kinds of explicit notes in the book.

I didn't touch anything in the room except the books, my eyes swept over the sheets, which were a great contrast to the books in the room, and there were very pale patches on them.

Placing the book on the table, I saw another picture frame with an upside-down button.

In front of him, there were exactly four people on it, and in the middle stood a middle-aged man with eyes, on his left was a pair of smiling young men and women, and on his right was a thin boy with a blurred face.

"There's something strange about this family." Standing in the middle was my father, the owner of the first bedroom, who looked as I expected, and looked very polite.

The man and woman on the left seem to be in love, and even if it is a photo, the young man's hand is not honest, secretly sticking to the woman's waist.

The woman did not resist, her eyes showed a strange look, but her body took the initiative to approach the man.

The only dissonance in the picture is on the right, where the emaciated boy is left alone, his thin hands hanging limply, and the bruises from the beating on his palms and exposed knees.

"Referring to the strange placement of the food on the kitchen table, it should be this skinny boy with a blurred face who is being bullied and abused." Figured out a problem, and new ones followed.

"Why are they abusing this child? Why don't you see your mother in this family photo? "I sat in the chair in front of my desk and looked up at the curtains that had been drawn.

"Windows? If the other party deliberately wants to restrict me from going out, it is impossible to miss the window, and if I open the curtains, will I see a very horrible scene? "Mentally prepared, I pulled the curtain open with one hand.

What appeared in front of him was neither an escape passage nor a scary ghost, just two windows made of metal.

The two windows are locked by combination locks, which are airtight and impossible to see the outside scene.

"Interesting, do you need a password to escape?" Looking at the lock, you can only unlock it by entering four numbers or letters in order.

"The four-digit password doesn't seem difficult, but if the numbers 0-9 are combined with 26 English letters, there will be 36 to the 4th power, which is 1679616 different situations."

It's definitely impossible to try one by one, and I'll need to find other clues in the room.

Holding my chin and staring at the combination lock, just as I was focused on the window, I felt a gentle touch on the back of my neck.

"Who!" Any disturbance in such a strange room can be maddening, not to mention an inexplicable touch on the neck.

"Is there anyone in the house?" Looking back, there was nothing.

"It wasn't an illusion just now, something did hit my neck from behind." I pretended to turn around, and after a while I was bumped on the neck again.

I turned my head and saw nothing.

"Strange?" I didn't give up, I took out my phone from the underworld show and pointed it behind me, then turned and sat up straight.

After about ten seconds, my neck was touched again, and I didn't turn my head for the first time, but looked at my live broadcast room.

From the screen of my phone, I could clearly see that there was a hanged male corpse hanging behind me, his feet drooping, and his toes touching my neck one by one.

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