The flames burned desperately, and the black paper ashes flew everywhere, fell, and floated up unwillingly, however, at last, they spun and scattered to all corners of the living room, gently shattering, without sound.

The empty villa was filled with indescribable reverberations, as if extending to the cold white at the end of the horizon, three faint figures were slowly leaving.

He Muzi threw the last wad of paper money into the fire, and then hung his head and wept until the fire gradually faded until it was extinguished.

When the last trace of spark swirled and disappeared into the darkness, and Villa 72 sank again in the boundless darkness, He Muzi still half-knelt on the floor that left residual warmth, until Wang Hao reached out and pulled him up.

"He Muzi, let's go." Wang Hao helped her pat the dust off her knees, "Everyone must be able to feel you, they will be very happy over there." ”

He Muzi seemed to have lost the ability to think and act, let Wang Hao pull him, and slowly walked towards the door of the villa.

The two walked out in small steps, Wang Hao borrowed He Muzi's mobile phone to call Chen Yan, the phone rang for a long time, and was picked up.

"Hey, who?" A middle-aged woman's voice is like He Muzi's mother.

Wang Hao didn't know what to say, pinched the phone and hesitated for a long time, and finally He Muzi snatched the phone away, her voice was sweet: "Hey, hello Auntie, I want to find Chen Yan, I am her classmate." ”

Oh on the other end of the phone, and immediately replied: "Yanyan went out just now, saying that she was going to pick up someone, I said that it was going to snowfall outside again, what are you going out for, and she said that she will come back immediately, it's been ten minutes." Classmate, what's your name, I'll ask her to call you back when Yanyan comes back......"

"Oh...... No need Auntie, I'll look for her another day, goodbye Auntie. He Muzi hung up the phone, and she found that Wang Hao's face was not normal.

When Wang Hao heard that Chen Yan was not at home, he suddenly became nervous, he opened his eyes and looked around, and then pushed He Muzi away and ran back towards Villa No. 72 frantically.

However, the courtyard was empty, and he was alone.

"Chen Yan, where are you?" Wang Hao shouted boldly and quietly, and found that his voice was also trembling, "Don't scare me, come out quickly!" ”

No one responded.

Cold sweat immediately poured out from his forehead, Wang Hao calmed down, raised his feet and walked to the door of the villa, opened the door, and walked in.

The villa was still dark and silent, Wang Hao licked his chapped lips, tried his best to calm his rapid breathing, and walked forward step by step.

Walking up to the second floor, there was a faint light in front of him, and Wang Hao also found that there was a person standing quietly in front of a window in the corridor.

Wang Hao was startled at first, and then became annoyed. Judging from the figure, it is clearly Chen Yan.

"You're crazy!" Wang Hao walked over quickly, and at the same time shouted in a low voice, "Didn't you say that you should not come!" ”

Wang Hao walked over quickly, but found that the light in the corridor suddenly dimmed, and Chen Yan was always standing in that place, not speaking, silent.

The black hole in the corridor seemed to extend the length infinitely, Wang Hao's heart was messy, the closer he got to Chen Yan, the more he felt that the darkness had increased by a point, and he couldn't help but shudder, and his pace slowed down.

Seeing that Chen Yan's outline gradually became clear, suddenly, Wang Hao's heart beat wildly, and an ominous premonition arose.

He stretched out his hand and tried to pull Chen Yan back, but before he could touch her, the door of the room behind her creaked open.

Wang Hao subconsciously looked towards the door, and at a glance, he suddenly felt that the blood all over his body had coagulated.

The door to the room slowly opened, and a vague shadow appeared in front of it.

Here it comes.

Wang Hao stood in the corridor, staring at the shadow by the door, his mind blank.

The shadow was also standing motionless, and Wang Hao clearly felt that it was looking at him.

The darkness that shrouded all around quietly squeezed in, and there was silence in the corridor.

A man and a shadow confronted each other silently.

Gradually, Wang Hao found that the shadow lit up, and there seemed to be something shining behind it.

Wang Hao walked over with courage and found that there was a huge curtain in this room, and the shadow of the pestle by the door just now was the result of the projection.

The projector in the room was plugged in at some point, only to see the indicator next to the rotary knob turn red, and the projection screen began to shake non-stop.

As the shaking interval gets shorter and shorter, a blurry image emerges on the screen, which is sometimes disordered, sometimes distorted, gradually turning into a coffin-shaped pattern, and then disappearing.

Like someone wiping chalk words off a blackboard with a damp rag, the pattern disappears eerily.

Wang Hao was gradually enveloped by a strange feeling of suffocation, that terrifying feeling, he could hear the sound of his own heartbeat, the oppressive feeling of blood flowing in his veins, and a piercing sweet and sour taste.

In addition to the patterns that appeared on the projection, there seemed to be other unknown substances that stimulated Wang Hao's facial features.

In an instant, a woman's face appeared on the projection, and Wang Hao looked at her, with a sense of fear in his heart for no reason.

Although the woman's hairline is a little higher and her appearance is quite upright, there is a strange light in her eyes, like a wolf waiting for an opportunity to hunt.

Her face was dripping with sweat and she was panting for breath as her eyes looked down and her body moved rhythmically.

Some branches were exposed behind the woman, and the strong sunlight shone through the building, and she moved her gaze back to the projection, just in front of Wang Hao's gaze.

Wang Hao and the woman on the projection looked at each other, although he felt that his chest was getting tighter and tighter, but he couldn't take his eyes off, like a demon.

Gradually, the woman's eyes became bloodshot and drooling, and her neck slowly lifted up, and the projection suddenly turned into a black and oppressive shadow.

Suddenly, a scream came from inside the stereo, and the picture returned to the woman from the shadow of the building.

The woman's eyes were filled with murderous intent, her shoulders and terrifying face approached the projection at the same time, and Bai Sensen's bones were exposed under the wound, and Wang Hao almost vomited when he saw it.

After a while, the picture changed to a bustling property market scene, and the sound rustled, although the property market picture kept rotating, it could be clearly seen that it was already dusk.

The projection constantly changes the picture of the woman, the shadow of the building, the dusk, and the sound of a cat barking.

The dark color of the surrounding frame of the projection, the dark part slowly narrowed, and a little boy's face appeared, only to see a fist-sized lump falling, making a heavy crackling sound, and then falling one or two.

The projection shook with the heavy sound of landing, and the sound of biting muscles was heard at the same time, and the blood in front of the projection was still flowing.

Whoop -

Wang Hao could originally hear the sound of biting, but in an instant, there was only silence left in his mind, only the sound of his own breathing, slowly, as if he had been drowned in the water, lost consciousness, and was no longer able to maneuver.

He woke up suddenly, and with both hands quickly withdrew the azure basin, a basin of water had been splashed on him neatly, and the empty basin was thrown away with a bang, like a ghost, in one go.

Subconsciously, he raised his face, squinted his eyes soaked in water, and saw He Muzi's figure along the half-dim corridor.

He Muzi was also looking at him with his eyes down, a pair of ears as smooth as white jade, small, crooked, with oblique snow light, so transparent that he could pinch out water.

His eyes were like clear landscapes, and as far as his eyes could see, he saw her mouth open and close, and she was stumbling: "I see that you look like a ghost, and you can't react no matter how you scream, so I can only wake you up like this." ”

He Muzi was a little overwhelmed, she was looked at by Wang Hao, but she felt her heart beating like a drum, this was the first time she had observed the other party carefully like this, obviously it was just a dim figure, but her eyes couldn't be removed.

The faint light that came in through the window seemed to coat his silhouette with a thin silver edge.

In fact, there is no Chen Yan in the corridor, and there is not a house with open doors, all of them are hallucinations.

"Thank you."

Wang Hao sat on the ground dejectedly, his eyes fixed on the mottled wall, and his throat suddenly felt a thirst.

"This ...... It's incredible. ”

Other than that, he didn't know what to say.

His jaw was still shaking.

At this time, He Muzi's voice sounded again, and Wang Hao was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

The moment he raised his head, Wang Hao vaguely felt that something was hiding in the dark to spy on his actions.

"I didn't ...... It's okay. ”

Wang Hao barely squeezed out a trace of sound.

He seemed to smell a smell of damp earth, and then a cold air swirled behind his ears, giving him goosebumps around his neck.

Wang Hao felt that his chest was very tight, his ankles and back seemed to have worms wriggling, and indescribable fear flowed towards his heart.

In an instant, a chill and a sudden feeling of nausea invaded him, so Wang Hao covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom on the first floor.

Wang Hao vomited on the toilet in the bathroom on the first floor, vomiting out all the meals he ate at night and gastric juice.

He felt a tingling in his eyes, and tears were oozing from him, and he felt very painful.

"Ahh Yes! What the hell are you! You're out! Yes! Ahh

Wang Hao sat in the bathroom and yelled loudly, trying to overcome the fear in his heart in this way.

He didn't know what else to do but shout desperately.

He rushed out of the bathroom and kowtowed to 'it' that might be roaming around the villa, when a gust of wind blew in from the outside and the windows kept shaking.

Wang Hao's whole body trembled again, his eyes looked at the door of the villa, and he saw someone lying there.

The pink Winnie the Pooh pajamas are Chen Yan.