"It should work." It was Liu Miao who answered.

Guo Yujie had calmed down at this time and stopped Liu Miao from stepping forward.

"I'll do it." Guo Yujie squeezed past me, reached the wall, and smashed it into it with a fist.

Nothing strange happened. It's just that the two steps she walked over, and the squeaking continued. The walls were destroyed, but there was no sustained sound.

The walls are hollow, and the photos get stuck in the cracks.

Guo Yujie pulled out the photo.

I read it right, it was indeed a picture of a baby with an eye gouged out. It's just that I could only see a rough picture from the hole before, but now I can see the full picture.

The size of the photograph is different from the normal photo, and it is enlarged to the size of a normal baby. The baby's clothes are a one-piece suit, and the original color is no longer visible because the photo is faded and yellowed. There is no pattern on it either. But next to the baby's calf, you can see a pair of hands holding him.

This should be a child's full moon photo and 100 days of sunshine, all taken by adults holding their children. Sometimes, adults will cover themselves with a cloth that will be used as a backdrop for their photos.

I have a 100-day photo of this taken in the photo studio, and my sister has it.

But...... This photo seems to be different......

In the background, there are ordinary clothes, and you can see the plaid pattern.

"It's a separate photo. It could have been a family portrait. Wu Ling said.

That said, it makes sense. This photo does not look natural.

"This thing, Han Yun put it in?" Liu Miao asked.

I shook my head, indicating that I didn't know, and my heart was heavy. If it was really Han Yun's doing, things would be really troublesome. Han Yun may attack us, or he may not be able to exclude us from the rules of the game he has set. We are also participants and will also be attacked.

The photo was put away by Wu Ling.

Guo Yujie's face was very bad. Presumably because both times were "betrayed". First Lina, then Han Yun, both ghosts asked her for help, but they both betrayed her in the end and attacked our group.

Wu Ling and Liu Miao didn't say anything and continued upstairs.

The floor was annoying, but not aggressive, just a nerve-wracking sound.

Compared with this voice, I think Han Yun's attitude and Han Yun's ability are more worrying. Just running into a haunted house is not a cause for concern.

With Han Yun's ability, in fact, he completely collapsed the house and caused an accident, so that we were all either killed or injured.

He doesn't seem to have the intention of doing so.

to the second floor. The hallways here are much longer than those of the Rainer house, with only three rooms in a row.

I could feel Mrs. Winter's yin coming from the innermost door.

Wu Ling also went straight there, without looking at the other two doors.

The sound of the floor became short and dense. This is naturally not the sound of our footsteps. It seems that there are many people walking this corridor with us. The footsteps changed from walking to running, and the people who couldn't be seen or felt were running down the corridor, still running back and forth, without stopping.

When we reached the door, we stopped, and the footsteps also stopped.

It's really weird. The whole house fell silent again, and even the noise outside the house was faint and faint.

I could hear the sound of something being smashed in the Rainer house next door, but I couldn't hear it.

Wu Ling's hand was on the doorknob.

The doorknob was twisted open and the door was pushed open. There are no strange sounds.

It was dark in the room. Strangely, the door opened, and instead of a faint light from outside, a shadow extended from inside.

The interior is not devoid of light. The curtains were drawn from the window, and light was still letting in. The brightness of the light reminds me of the original appearance of the office.

The shadow that extends out is the shadow of a person. The man sat in the room with his back bent, and his shadow was stretched out to our feet.

I heard a sigh. But the sigh did not come from inside the house, but from under the feet.

I looked down and saw that a pair of eyes popped out of the elongated and distorted outline of the face, and then disappeared in an instant.

"You're here."

This time the sound came from inside the house.

Mrs. Winter's voice was tired with a hint of a smile.

"Can I turn on the lights?" Wu Ling asked.

"The light is broken." Mrs. Winter shook her head, and I saw the figure in the room shaking her head, but the shadow under her feet did not move.

"We have flashlights." Wu Ling said again.

"Huh...... Then open it. Mrs. Winter replied.

Liu Miao turned on the flashlight, and the light shone into the room, but it did not dispel the shadow.

Mrs. Winter sat on the bed, her appearance had changed dramatically, and her body had become a rotting skeleton. Only some of the rotten meat still hangs on the bone rack. The clothes he was wearing were all rags. I also saw dirt and blades of grass.

I was startled and looked down at my feet.

The shadow is still there.

"They dug up your body?" Wu Ling asked.

Mrs. Winter's skeleton nodded, and as she spoke, the skeleton's jaw moved up and down.

"I also suddenly heard movement, and when I went upstairs I saw my own ...... I'm dead. Dead for many years...... Why am I still here? Mrs. Winter seemed to be talking to herself.

"Didn't you ever think about it?" Wu Ling asked rhetorically.

Mrs. Winter shook her head, and dirt slipped from her clothes.

"No, I don't. Never. I didn't have anything I wanted to do, and I didn't do anything special. That's how I stayed...... Probably, missed it......" Mrs. Winter sighed.

Missed it? Did you miss the ghost cha?

The Jimny next door was also missed. He didn't go to reincarnation, but when the ghost came, he completely became a ghost again.

Mrs. Winter may have met with something similar and stayed in the world.

It's just that when she talked about this before, she had a calm attitude, she didn't regret it, and she wouldn't be entangled. She seemed to be a different person, and suddenly became depressed.

"Do you know this kid?" Wu Ling took out the photo.

Mrs. Winter lifted her skull and stared at the picture with her hollow eye sockets, and after a moment, she shook her head.

"I don't remember. Child...... I've seen a lot of kids. I don't have any children myself, but there are quite a few children nearby. I don't like or hate children...... I might prefer older, more sensible children...... Mrs. Winter said to herself.

"Did you hear the sound of hide and seek before?" Wu Ling asked again.

Mrs. Winter looked up again, and the finger-bone hand tapped the mattress, "That one?" Heard it. I'm sorry, but I don't recognize whose voice it is. Isn't that the person you're looking for? ”

"Probably not." Wu Ling thought about it.

Da!

There was a soft sound from the window.

A few of us looked at the window.

I caught a glimpse of the shadow beneath my feet and turned my head.

Smack!

Something suddenly broke the window, and the wind blew in like a cry. The curtains were blown and the light from outside the window came in.

Mrs. Winter's skeleton and the shadows that stretched beneath our feet moved violently.

The skeleton raised its hand, as if blocking out the faint sunlight. The shadow swirled and landed on the wall.

There was blood on the wall, a large pool of blood, like a splash of ink painting, wantonly.

My heart jumped, and a word popped into my head - murder scene!

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