[Li Delong's extra-chapter (investigate here.,Compared to the main biography.,I prefer the trouble outside the fan.1 after this chapter.,Don't leave a message if you don't like it)The extra-fan will end tomorrow]

This time, too, twelve knocks knocked on the room and lit up again. This time it's short, though. And I met another person.

The engineer couple appears to be talking to someone. This is of medium build, in his thirties. There is also a clear black hemorrhoid under the right eye, with a small flat hair, and wearing clothes similar to uniforms. The couple seemed to be eagerly talking to him, and from time to time they looked outside together.

The man seemed to have a sign on his uniform. But I couldn't see it clearly in the water-streaked vision. I tried to make out it.

"Hangzhou Children's Welfare Institute." I almost squeezed my eyeballs out to barely get a good look.

It didn't take long for the illusion to fade. My eyes couldn't adjust to it for a while, and it was pitch black. I had to stay out of my eyes for a while.

When I opened my eyes again, I looked at the clock above my head. Since there is an illusion after every bell rings, is there some mystery in the bell? I found a table where I could stand and flipped it. The bell is heavy. I struggled to get down, and I almost fell off my hands and fell to the ground. But the back of the bell was empty. I turned the clock over and didn't find anything special.

Twelve? Maybe setting the clock to twelve o'clock will be a new harvest. I set the clock to twelve. Sure enough, the moment when the needle and minute hands coincided. I felt like my hand behind the bell had touched something. I turned around excitedly. Sure enough, there was a bulging button on the back of the clock, and when pressed down, a lid popped out, and there seemed to be something inside. I took it out carefully. It turned out to be an old yellowed photo. I quickly turned on my phone and took a picture of it, and I saw the photo clearly. I finally understood the source of the illusion and the words recorded by the boy in his diary. But I suddenly thought that Sun Bing would be in danger if he went to Hangzhou.

I put the clock down and quickly called Sun Bing, but the phone couldn't get through. If my speculation is correct, Sun Bing's trip to Hangzhou to find Peng Yang to ask about the old house is undoubtedly self-procrastinating. He may be good at dealing with paranormal events, but this time he is dealing with real people.

I have to find a way to get out of here. The phone is no longer reachable. I have to get to Hangzhou as soon as possible. First, I came to find a person in uniform who appeared in the illusion, and second, I came to see if I had come and informed Sun Bing

The door is locked, and I won't be like Sun Bing. I'll have to figure out how to get out on my own.

The back of the house is sealed, not to mention the door, not even the skylight. I thought to myself, maybe the second floor compartment might be able to find an exit. But I couldn't find the ladder, and I couldn't go up.

I felt a little sleepy after tossing for so long, and I went back to my room on the second floor. There was only one bed here, so I had to sleep in it. Sun Bing will not be able to arrive in Hangzhou until at least the afternoon of the next day, as long as I go out before dawn and come and inform him. The bed is not clean, but it can still sleep people. I was lying on my back in bed. I was sleepy, but I couldn't sleep.

Above me was the hole, what the hell was inside. The diary says that the boy's mother bought a pair of checkers. Do you want to put it on it?

Thinking about it, it seems to have entered a very confused state. I suddenly felt like I was hit by something on my forehead, and it hurt, but I couldn't see what it was. I looked at the hole, and it was dark. I almost felt like something was sticking out of it. But nothing.

"Smack" fell again. This time I dodged. The thing that fell did not seem to be a marble, it was smaller than a marble, and the sound of falling on the ground was not the same, muffled.

I grabbed it with my hand when I fell the third time. It's hard, but it's hard to see what. I don't want to wait on my phone anymore. I just so happened to be able to see a little moonlight. I spread out what I was holding and leaned over to look at it.

White, or rather off-white. Irregular shapes. But I can see it anyway.

It's a tooth, a human tooth, a molar, to be exact, and you can even see some blood stains on it.

"Smack" fell down again.

I slowly moved along the wall and saw my teeth fall like rain. From that hole. There were teeth all over the floor, and I roughly estimated that there were about twenty of them.

That black hole is like a human mouth. The room was quiet again. All I could hear was my own breathing.

No, I also heard a breathing sound. It's very mixed, right in that black hole. I think I know who's in there. But I don't know how to get up. I looked at the table and bed next to me. It occurred to me to try the bed reclining on the table and the other end leaning against the hole.

The idea is good, but it's not that simple to do. Although it is a single bed, it is still difficult to turn it all over, not to mention that I am a helpless person. When the bed was removed, I saw the liberation shoes again, but this time it was one, alone in the corner. I'm not in the mood to pay attention to it.

The desktop was a little slippery, and it failed to put it a few times. But in the end, I got on it. I took a break and climbed from the table to the end of the bed, where there were grab bars to hold my body in place.

Fortunately, I still caught it, but the time I climbed up the hole, my foot went down and I stepped on the bed. Now it's really impossible to reach the world.

The compartment was just over a meter high, and I crawled as far as I could. After crawling for a while, I felt my hand touch something in front of me. It's long and stiff.

Because it's supposed to be a leg. There seemed to be a half-lying man in front of him. I shuddered and took out my phone to light up the front.

The boy I'd seen a few times was right in front of me. My face was almost a little over a meter away from him. He leaned against the glove box at the back, wearing the same army-green turtleneck jacket I'd seen on the stairs, but it was torn and rotten. Legs apart, one foot bare, the other wearing a liberated shoe, hands on either side. It's still that young face. But he was almost beaten out of human shape. The left eye is swollen and invisible, and the right eye is tightly closed, black and thin, and the deeply sunken eye socket seems to have no eyeballs. The towering cheekbones have many wounds, and the nose is crooked. But what sent chills to me the most was his mouth.

His mouth was bulging with something, and there was a visible scar on his right from a hard hit. I carefully touched his mouth with my hand, and a marble fell out, slammed on the floor, jumped a few more times, and rolled off. Then a few more fell out, mixed with a few broken teeth.

Could it be that while he was alive, someone had a marble in his mouth and hit him in the face? It's so cruel, that's a very painful criminal law. But what puzzles me is that if he was that teenager, he should have been dead for at least nearly twenty years, why, why didn't he rot?

Breathe sounds! It's that breathing sound again. I did feel it this time, in this small space. But I could only feel my breath and couldn't see.

"Who? Who's here, exactly? "I shot my phone all over the place, and all I had here were some boxes and worn-out pockets.

I climbed to the entrance again, and there was still nothing underneath. I'm the only one here.

No, if it hasn't rotted for more than twenty years, is it true?

There's something in the back.

Something seemed to be leaning over my back, and I lowered my head and saw a pair of pale hands under my armpits reaching out, and then tightly wrapped around my waist. I suddenly felt a suffocation, and the force was so great that I was almost strangled.

"It's so warm to hold you." A slurred sentence sounded behind his ears, barely like a human voice, low and hollow, with the feeling of babbling with a baby.

"Don't go, stay with me." This sentence is closer to my ears. I could even feel the chill coming out of my mouth. I got goosebumps all over my body. The strength of the hand on my waist was greater, and I was almost out of breath.

I didn't look back, I was afraid that I would not be able to accept it and faint, and if I fainted, it would be all over. I tried hard to pull his fingers away. Little Finger, Little Finger had the least strength, and I tried my best to exert my strength, but with a clatter, my little finger was broken by me and fell to the floor like a piece of wood.

But he didn't seem to let go at all, but pushed harder, like a python on TV, and resisting would make him angry.

My consciousness was blurred, and my wrist glowed red. "Shadow Crystal." Anyway, give it a try. I took it off. But how to use it.

It's blood, every time I see Sun Bing using blood. I can't rely on him all the time, and even if I die here, Sun Bing is in danger in Hangzhou.

With the last of my strength, I bit my index finger and rubbed the blood against the shadowcrystal, and sure enough, its red glow was even brighter, like the sun. I turned around. The boy's face was right in front of me. His mouth was open and full of marbles, and his right eye was staring at me lifelessly.

"If you want me to avenge you, let me go!" I slammed the shadow crystal into his right eye. He screamed and threw me down. When I came down, my head hit the table below, and I immediately fainted.

I don't know how long I fainted. But when I woke up, I knew I was safe because I was already on the ground outside the old house. The air outside is nice, especially if you regain your freedom.

I touched my body, and there was no missing part, the phone was there, and the photo was there. But the diary is gone. The shadow crystal is also gone, but it doesn't matter, Sun Bing said, there are still a dozen monks.

I looked at the old house in the dark like a monster with a wide open mouth. Struggling to get up. Now at this time, it is impossible to find a place to sleep until dawn, so I simply found a place next to the old house where the wind is not too windy to squint, and I was talking until dawn. The phone to Sun Bing still couldn't get through, so I had to text him and ask him to come back quickly, which was dangerous.

I don't know how long I slept, but I was woken up. Look around and it's already daylight. Looking at the person who patted me, it seems to be a little familiar.

The man was almost sixty years old, and he was wearing a light blue long-sleeved shirt with the highest buttons. Although he is old, he looks very tough.

"Young man, why do you sleep here, it's very windy here." I looked at him, carrying a large travel bag on his shoulder, which seemed to say "Hangzhou Children's Welfare Institute" I was startled, rubbed my eyes and looked at him carefully, and sure enough, there was a black hemorrhoid under his eye. It's the person who appeared in that vision.

I jumped up, held his hand and shouted excitedly, "I still wanted to go to you, but I didn't expect you to come." Startled by my move, he took a few steps back, then looked me up and down, "Do I know you?" ”

"No, no, of course I don't, but you must know the house in the back, right?" I turned and pointed to the old house. He looked at it, nodded, and said, "I heard that something happened here in Hangzhou, and the owner of this house entrusted me to come and have a look." ”

I pulled the old man, "Let's find a place to sit down and talk, I don't want to stay around here." The two of them then walked forward and found a stall selling breakfast and sat down. I was so hungry after last night's events that I ordered a table to eat.

"Eat some too." I brought him a bowl of freshly populated lotus root flour. It's a common snack in the neighborhood, and I knew about it before I came, but I never had the chance. This thing doesn't look hot at all, but it has to be stirred up and eaten, and it's very hot inside.

The old man shirked it, but ate it anyway, and to my surprise, he took one bite after another, completely ignoring the high temperature.

"Uncle, you're not afraid of being hot." I stared blankly at him. He looked at me, smiled and said, "I'm used to eating the same." ”

"I haven't asked you your last name yet."

"Oh, you can just call me Uncle Zhang." Uncle Zhang suddenly lowered his voice and approached me and said, "I seem to have heard that someone died in the house, right?" ”

I told him everything I knew, and carefully showed him the picture. Uncle Zhang looked at the photo with a strange expression. I was about to reach for it, but I shrank back.

"This picture is very important, in fact, I want to find you to make sure of it, and if my reasoning is correct, I'm afraid I'm going to tell you a very amazing secret, it turns out ......"

"Needless to say. I know it all. "Suddenly there was a voice behind him, and it was chilling to listen to, very magnetic but ominous. When I turned around, I saw a tall man in a white suit and white trousers standing behind me. He had a handsome face, but very pale. With a pair of tea-green glasses. The thin lips under the high bridge of the nose were as thin as cicada's wings, and he smiled defiantly. He has silver white hair and his hands are in the pockets of his pants.

"Who are you?" I asked him right away, but I didn't know it was good.

He pushed his glasses with his middle finger, smiled and said, "I forgot to introduce myself, your name is Li Delong, right, in fact, I am an old friend of Sun Bing." My name is Liu Tao. ”

"Liu Tao!" I was shocked, didn't Sun Bing once say...... Remember that he seems to be the most wanted criminal in the country! Moreover, it seems that he is still a very powerful exorcist master!

"Thanks to your sworn friend Sun Bing, now I am like a dead dog in exile, but I also quickly found an opportunity to deal with you, Mr. Peng Yang paid me a high price to settle this matter, hehe, it just so happens that I urgently need a large sum of money, and I can kill you, it is really a double win." As he spoke, his left hand pulled out of his pocket, as if he were holding something.

I stepped back and looked to the side, seeing that the situation was not right, and the people around me had already dispersed. I had no choice but to hold on to the table and say, "I don't know you, and I don't know any Sun Bingla, you must have recognized the wrong person." Saying that, I ran back, but I didn't expect to be grabbed by Uncle Zhang, his strength was so great, I was almost strangled by him.

"Uncle Zhang, what are you doing? Let me go! Uncle Zhang looked at me with a lifeless face, and his eyes were dead. I was shocked, could it be that Uncle Zhang was also one of theirs?

"Don't struggle, I'll make your death more comfortable, but your soul will never rest in peace, hovering between the yin and yang worlds." He walked over slowly, seemingly uninterrupted in his mouth. The left hand approached me. I finally saw it, holding a hexagonal black piece of iron or something. But it looked like he was trying to stab me in the throat.

I looked at the thing that had already touched my neck, and I only thought about why the police or Sun Bing didn't shout like on TV: "Stop!" Then he appeared in front of me, rescued me, brought the bad guys to justice, and everyone rejoiced. But there was not even a shadow in front of me.

"Stop." Suddenly, I heard a sound, and my heart was overjoyed, and it seemed that life still took care of me. I looked at it but was a little surprised, and it was a middle-aged man in his forties who shouted to stop, well-dressed, very bookish, like a teacher or something. And his face was familiar, and I thought about it for a moment, as if I imagined it like the boy I had seen.

"Professor Peng, you said that I could dispose of him and Sun Bing at will, not to mention that it wouldn't do you any good to keep them." Liu Tao didn't look back, and said lightly, although his tone seemed to be very respectful, he was slightly unhappy. But I'm relieved anyway, at least I can wait a little longer.

"There's no need to kill him now, take him to the old house, I still need him to find that thing." Could it be that this person is Peng Yang?

"Whatever you want, anyway, just call him to me in the end, I didn't plan to kill him, I just wanted to force Sun Bing to come out, it seems that he is just a coward." After saying that, he put away the hexagonal iron piece and looked at me mockingly, and Uncle Zhang also sent me away, but he still stood behind me.

The group walked to the old house again. Along the way, I looked left and right, can Sun Bing come?

"Are you Peng Yang?" I asked Professor Peng, who didn't look at me, which was a tacit acquiescence.

"The one in the old house is your twin brother." I asked again. He stopped suddenly, lowered his head, and laughed so hard that I was furious.

"Looks like you know a lot, yes, I killed him." He said this lightly, as if he were talking about a stranger.

"You're too ruthless, although he was adopted back then, you can't kill him."

"You know what, it was supposed to be me! He took my things, shouldn't I take them back? Peng Yang suddenly yelled at me, looking very scary. Liu Tao said impatiently in front: "Don't talk nonsense with him, let's go quickly." After saying that, Uncle Zhang pushed me hard in the back and almost fell.

Peng Yang returned to normalcy. The old house can already be seen faintly in front of it. I don't understand that they came all the way from Hangzhou to kill me and Sun Bing?

"Professor Peng, what did you say was that thing in the old house?" Liu Tao stood down, pushed his glasses, and asked Peng Yang with a smile with slanted eyes.

"No, nothing, just some important relics of my adoptive parents. What do you do with this, I'll pay you and you just do good deeds! Peng Yang looked a little hidden, and Liu Tao's eyes stared at him as if he had seen through everything.

It's ridiculous that the old house finally arrived, and the more I wanted to leave here, the more I came back one after another. Now that he is still being held hostage, he knew that he would have gone with Sun Bing.

The room was as dark as ever, and Peng Yang had also come in, but he could see that he was very scared, and his hands holding on to the wall were trembling. I laughed at him: "What's the matter, the heart is empty? Afraid that your brother's soul will come out for revenge? ”

"Joke, Liu Tao is here, he dares?" Peng Yang looked at Liu Tao and said loudly. Liu Tao didn't look at him, just looked around.

"He's really hard to deal with", Liu Tao suddenly turned his head to Peng Yang and said, "Are you sure your brother is dead?" ”

Peng Yang said firmly: "I watched him die that day. I said to play checkers with him, then knocked him unconscious, and then stuffed marbles in his mouth and hit him with a hammer. Hehe, marbles flew out along with his teeth and blood. Peng Yang's eyes glowed with fierceness, and he described it half-madly. I finally got it.

"Are you so cruel that you need to be in such trouble?" Liu Tao was also surprised.

"Of course, if it weren't for his cheap mouth, my life wouldn't change!" Peng Yang said viciously. It was hard to believe that this man would treat his twin brother like this. I looked at him in surprise, the person in front of me was still dressed in the glorious cloak of being a teacher, and he was not even as good as a beast in his bones.

"That's weird, I don't feel any ghosts here, hehe, it seems a little tricky now." Liu Tao said to himself, and then walked to the front alone. Peng Yang stood there in surprise after hearing this, and then hurriedly followed. I was also escorted up by Uncle Zhang.

"I killed him and put him on the roof compartment of his room. He's absolutely dead! Peng Yang looked at the roof of the building and retreated with a winc.

Liu Tao looked up. "Another ladder?" He asked Peng Yang. Peng Yang shook his head.

At this time, the roof of the building emitted a violent vibration, and the violent knocking caused a lot of dust to fall from the square roof above. And then a lot of marbles rolled down, all over the place. Peng Yang screamed in fright, shrank into the corner, hugged his head and cried: "Don't blame me! I've had nightmares for decades! I just want to be a little bit better! I just want to be fair! Spare me! ”

Liu Tao frowned, took off his eyes, took out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket, quickly folded it into a paper crane, and muttered in his mouth, the paper crane actually flew away from Liu Tao's hand and flew into the roof compartment. The noise above stopped. Peng Yang also gradually stood up, his face beaming.

Liu Tao was expressionless, I looked at Peng Yang, there seemed to be something coming out on the wall behind him, I closed my eyes, and sure enough, two thin and pale hands like sticks slowly stretched out from the wall, followed by a head, and then an upper body. The thing looked up, and I couldn't help but shout: "Back, back!" "The thing's face was exactly what I saw last night, but it looked darker and thinner during the day, and its mouth was still bulging.