The house hadn't been looked at closely since they came in. I only know that it is a split-level attic house, every window is open, and there are many colorful photos on the walls on all sides, all of which are villain photos, not a single landscape photo.

And these villain photos are almost all middle-aged women in their twenties and thirties, and there are few men, almost all of whom are similar in age.

Until the coughing sound in the attic sounded repeatedly, the bell walked to the fifth to last floor of the ladder, had to stop, leaned against the side wall, and at the same time grabbed the little boy's neck with his arm, suggesting that there was movement on the floor, and not to make a sound.

This little ghost boy is also a clever man, although he is not very smart, but at least his brain reacts quickly, and he has played a lot of ghost messengers when he was in Hades. He leaned back behind the bell, rested his head on his shoulder, and rolled his little bright eyes back and forth.

asked: "Sister Dang, why don't we go down first, there is someone in this house, and it seems to be an old woman when you hear this voice!" ”

The bell followed the sound and leaned his head against the wall to the mouth of the ladder, and with half of his face through, he observed the situation in the lower attic with one eye.

It was dark and dark in the attic, and only a faint glimmer of light could be seen by the two glass windows.

"Who do you say is the old woman? Two little thieves, no big or small, cough cough ......"

The hoarse voice of a middle-aged woman in her thirties and forties suddenly came from the black oppressive attic, but it looked like an old woman's voice when she heard it from a few meters away, in short, the voice was very strange and extremely difficult to describe.

At this time, the most surprising was the little ghost boy, because his previous voice was so small that he was talking completely with his teeth, and his mouth was leaning in front of the bell's ear, so he could barely hear it indistinctly. But the hoarse woman in the attic heard it clearly.

And this hoarse woman is separated by a thick wall, and she can actually feel that there are two people hiding between the stairs, just like opening her eyes in perspective.

In a panic, the bell hurriedly took back half of his face from the wall, turned his head and whispered to the little boy, "Little ghost, is there a candle?" Lanterns too, it's too dark. ”

The imp nodded, took out a black flashlight from his pocket, and gently pinched the button with his thumb, and the tip was completely illuminated. He looked up and said with a smile: "Sister, I picked up this black iron rod in the ditch on the way to 'return the yang' before, and a mechanism button was set on the side, and the top would be lit, which is suspected to be an artifact left by the ancestors in ancient times." ”

The bell took a look, was dumbfounded for a few seconds, and took a light on his little face, just like a white-faced ghost, and said with a very serious expression: "It is indeed a rare treasure, with a unique shape, and it should be worth a lot of money, but it is a little bulky, let's go!" ”

"Do you have to go up? Let's go down and hide, after all, this is not our house. ”

"What are you talking about, little ghost? It's all necromancy down there, and there's no way back, so let's just don't hurt her. The bell spoke in a heavy tone, and pressed the imp's landlord hat down, the brim of which covered his eyes.

Then he turned and climbed up the ladder, leaning against the wall to the mouth of the ladder. The boy had no choice but to follow, and together they walked hand in hand to the dark attic.

There are no lights in the attic, no candles. I can't see the panels when I look up, and I can't see the blanket when I look down. The heels were cold on them, and every step felt like they were sinking, swept into the swamp.

The bell held the flashlight in his hand, flickering and flickering, and the power seemed to be very weak. Relying on the unreachable dark light, it shone on the four corners of the surrounding area.

The floor was clean and there was not a trace of dust on it. The circle of light from the flashlight reflected in the corners, and no furniture was seen in it, and the echo of footsteps could be heard in the empty attic.

The attic itself is not big, and you can walk seven or eight steps back and forth to the end. And the space will become narrower and narrower as the footsteps move forward, the bell moves a few steps and then stops, the flashlight shines on the empty floor in front of him, and asks, "Is there anyone?" ”

"Catch the thief! Catch the thief!! There are thieves. ”

It's still the middle-aged woman's voice, and it feels like it's nearby.

The little ghost followed closely, shrunk his head, curled his hands and feet to look left and right, stepped forward and gently pulled the sleeve of the bell, and said, "Let's hurry down, there are really people here, and they can't see anything, it's scary." ”

The bell did not seem to be afraid at all, and when he went up, he asked, "Old woman, we are not thieves, we have come to take refuge." ”

"Catch the thief! Catch the thief! The woman didn't know where to hide, tearing her voice and yelling hard.

At this moment, the lights on all four sides of the board suddenly turned on, and the pitch black instantly turned into brightness, and the bodies of the bell and the imp were exposed to the light.

The two of them subconsciously stepped back, and their four eyes looked at the corner of the wall, and they could see an uneven wooden board bed lying horizontally, on which lay a woman in strange costumes, with countless tiny red threads wrapped around her body, tied to her hands and legs.

There are wooden basins, wooden bowls, wooden tables, wooden stools, and wooden chopsticks next to the bed. There was blood in the basin, meat in the bowl, the table top was stained with dust, mud was accumulated on the stool, and water was soaked between the chopsticks. Blood is human blood, flesh is raw flesh, ash is coffin ash, mud is black mud, and water is muddy water.

In the middle of the wooden table, a statue stood, and next to it sat an old camera, its face full of black spots the size of pinholes, the face of a woman.

It looks extraordinarily vicissitudes, and there is a tear hanging on the corner of his nose by the mud pupils, making it look like a living face crying at a glance.

The woman in red, who was lying on the wooden bed and was still shouting to catch the thief, was like a dead person, her limbs stiffened, and her white-faced bird-shaped bird with a green skin looked up at the sky, and her eyes did not turn at all.

The bell was dumbfounded, turned his head and slowly walked to the table, observed the clay figurine statue on the table for a while, and just reached out to pick it up, the little ghost standing on the side stepped forward and pushed her away with both hands, and said urgently: "Don't move!" That's dangerous, it's going to kill people! ”

Half of the bell's body was overturned on the table, his head was smashed into a blister, and his eyes were black and he looked back at the little ghost and said depressedly: "What are you doing?" Surprised, can you say hello in advance? ”

The little ghost hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the statue, held it in his arms, raised his head and slammed it on the floor, and the clay figure statue was instantly shattered on the ground.

After the clay figure's "limbs" were shattered into slag, one blood-colored worm after another slowly crawled out of the crippled abdomen, about seven or eight of them, crawling to the floor in all directions.

The little ghost desperately went up directly and trampled to death one by one with his feet, and the unlucky ones were directly trampled to pieces, and the lucky ones climbed to the wall, and were fanned by the little ghosts with the clothes they took off.

The bell froze from the sidelines, and after half ringing, he followed to help, dragging off his suit and killing the remaining monsters under the wall with the imps.

Soon, the rest of the strange insects were all eliminated, although these black insects look small, but they can crawl very fast, if they are not eliminated in time, they may have crawled to the body before they react.

After the bell trampled on the last strange insect with his foot, he sat directly on the ground with sweat, and the suit in his hand was also stained with red blood, which was emitted from the body of the previous insects, and it smelled like human blood.

The little ghost also sat on the ground, threw his clothes aside, leaned his head back against the floor, breathed heavily, and said, "Hey, I'm tired, it's really dangerous." ”

After the bell rested for a while, he sat up and looked back at the little ghost, gently pinched his cheeks with his hands, and said with a smile: "Thanks to you for saving me, how do you know that the clay figure is wrapped in worms?" ”

After speaking, he looked back at the black insects on the ground and wondered, "What kind of insects are these?" I've never seen it, especially the head, which is small and garden, and looks like a tick? ”

The little ghost also sat up from the floor at this time, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and replied: "Actually, I don't understand, I just accidentally saw a strange insect coming out of the ear of that clay figure, and I felt that it was very dangerous, and I didn't think much about it, so I went up and smashed it." ”

Bell turned his head to look at the smashed clay figure behind him, picked up a fragment and put it in his hand, sniffed it carefully with his nose, and said, "This ...... It's not mud, it's white flour. ”

"White noodles? What is White Flour? The imp twisted his head and asked curiously.

"The steamed buns we usually eat are made of white noodles, which are statues made of white noodles after dyeing them black with ink, roasting them over fire, and then pinching them out." The bell clenched his hand, pinched the fragments in his palm into powder, and said: "See, it's very soft, if it is a clay figure statue, it can't be pinched, let alone pinched into powder." ”

The little ghost scratched the back of his head with his hand, as if he felt a little unbelievable, and he also picked up a fragment of the same shape from the ground, gently pinched it with his hand, and sure enough, it was pinched into powder, and then he took it in his nose and smelled it, and said with a strange smile: "How did he do it?" What a craft! ”

"I haven't tried it, but this man must have done it with a purpose." The bell casually threw the powder onto the wall, and the powder sprinkled on the wall was like a layer of paint, forming a humanoid pattern.

After the bell stood up, he lowered his head and patted the dust on his trouser legs, as if he didn't notice what was happening on the wall at all, and just said casually: "Little ghost, look at the window, why are those necromantic armies not moving at all." ”

After the little ghost answered, he was looking back, and just saw a picture on the wall, which was a portrait of a person, and after panicking, he pointed to the wall with his hand and exclaimed: "Sister, sister, look, there is a face on it." ”

Bell turned around and looked back at the wall, "What? ”

"Look, look!"

After the bell nodded, he opened his eyes to the brightest and stared intently at the wall, shaking his head as if he didn't see anything. When I took a few steps forward, a human face made of white powder did faintly appear on the wall.

"What is this?"

"You just sprinkled white noodles on the wall, and it became like this, I don't know." The little imp sat on the ground, his fingers trembling a little.

The bell moved a step forward, stared at it for a while, and suddenly became a little nervous, and exclaimed, "This face...... Isn't it just a wooden bed......"

"Catch the thief! Catch the thief!! ”

The familiar voice suddenly came from behind the two, and the bell quickly turned his head to the wooden bed in the corner, and looked at it, the middle-aged female corpse lying on the bed was still stiff on all fours, and there was no movement, and the lips were dry.

At the same time, the imp also stood up from the floor with his hands on the wall. The bell turned back and asked, "Did you hear that voice just now?" Where did it come from? ”

The little ghost shook his head and said, "I didn't hear it clearly, but there was a sound!" ”

The bell looked at the corner of the wall, and found that the wooden bed was placed in a very strange position, the wooden table and wooden bench were all placed in the middle, and the wooden bed was placed in a very inconspicuous corner.

The bell walked up to the female corpse and looked at her body, the palm of her hand had dried into an empty shell, and there was no moisture in the wrinkles. It was the same on his face, where the wrinkles were piled up and his hair was gray.

In particular, the red lines on the hands and feet of the female corpse looked like they were tied up by themselves, and the knees were wound back and forth more than a dozen times, but there was no knotted belt, the knots were sturdy, lying vertically on it, and the arms were straight and straight like a stake.

At this time, the little ghost behind also followed and asked, "Sister, this seems to be a living person!" ”

"How do you know?"

"Of course I know, I'm still panting in my nose, my ears are sharp."

The bell seemed to be a little unconvinced, and then turned his face to the dead face on the wooden bed, and before he could figure out what the situation was, the female corpse suddenly opened her eyes, her lips moved faintly, and her eyes swept left and right very stiffly.

Suddenly, his neck was raised, his legs were retracted, and he straightened his waist and slowly sat up from the wooden bed.

The little ghost and the bell were both frightened at this moment, and their bodies cocked their hips down in unison, and they tumbled to the ground, their eyes still staring at the wooden bed.

After the female corpse sat up, her body did not continue to move at all, and she sat on the wooden bed with her hands flat on her knees, as if she was meditating.

The bell pushed his hand to the ground, stood up again, stared at the face of the female corpse, and asked, "How are you?" Can you hear me? ”

The female corpse did not respond, perhaps not at all, and stared straight at the wooden table in front of her.

After the little ghost got up, he looked at the female corpse, seemed to understand something in his heart, and said anxiously: "Sister, this female living person's heart is still beating." ”

"How do you know?"

"When I heard it, it reverberated in my eardrums, and every three times I jumped, it would stop, and it would be very unnatural."

The little ghost had an idea, looked at the bell in front of him with a smile, and said, "Sister, I have a bold idea, I don't know if it's feasible or not." ”

"What thoughts?"

The imp smiled unnaturally, and as soon as he went up, he grabbed the female corpse's knees, and put his fingers together, trying to untie the red rope wrapped around it.

When the bell saw this, he was so shocked that he hurriedly went up and slapped him on the wrist and said, "What are you doing?" It's very dangerous, you're really not afraid of cheating corpses? ”

The little ghost stretched his hand forward again, and said with a side face: "It's okay sister, don't worry, this female corpse is a living dead, she can hear what we say, but she can't feel our presence." ”

As he spoke, the imp untied the two ropes that were tied to the woman's knees, and pulled the one around her arm into her hand.

At this time, the whole body of the female corpse suddenly moved, slowly raised her head to look at the little ghost, and said in a very stiff voice: "Thank you!" Although the female corpse said so, there was no expression on her face at all, it was just a dead face.

The bell was startled again, and kept his eyes fixed on the face of the female corpse, and after a long while, he said, "What is this!" ”

"Don't be afraid, I have a way, you believe me, I don't look like a bad person with this female corpse." As he spoke, the imp threw the rope directly on the ground.

The body of the female corpse on the bed continued to move, moving very slowly, slowly, I don't know how many days the red rope had been tied to the female corpse's legs, the knees had completely changed, and after slowly rubbing off the bed, suddenly his face turned and he jumped under the bed.

The female corpse kept moving forward, came to the table, sat down and said, "Blood, blood in the basin, give me the blood in the basin." ”

The little ghost quickly understood the meaning of the female corpse on the side, walked under the table, picked up the basin full of blood, and moved it directly on the table.

The female corpse slowly stretched out her two hands, held the basin on the table in her hand, brought her mouth to the edge of the basin, and began to drink it with a bang. One bite after another, the basin filled with blood was poured directly into his stomach.

From beginning to end, I didn't see her panting at all, she didn't even breathe, and drinking something was like pouring soy sauce, swallowing it violently.

The bell stood aside and saw that his scalp was numb, and he couldn't say a word.

At this time, the female corpse sitting firmly at the table spoke again: "Bowl...... Bowl...... Meat in the bowl, meat ......"

The little ghost hesitated for a moment, and looked back at the wooden bowl placed under the wooden bed, which contained a piece of raw flesh and blood, which was a little stinky.

When the imp went up, he picked up the meat from under the wooden bed, and when he got it in his hand, he ran to the table and put the whole bowl of meat on the table.

"Chopsticks...... Chopsticks...... And chopsticks, give me a pair of chopsticks! ”

At this time, the little ghost said to the female corpse: "If you eat it with chopsticks, then there will be no smell of blood at all, or you should just grab it with your hands." ”

The female corpse nodded her head stiffly and gently, stretched out a hand and grabbed directly at the meat in the bowl, grabbed it, handed it to her mouth, opened her lips, stuffed it directly, swallowed it in one gulp, and didn't chew the upper and lower rows of teeth at all.

After the female corpse finished eating the meat, her lips were covered with blood, she patted the table and said, "Camera, my camera." ”

And the camera that the lady said was placed in front of the table, and the little ghost just pushed the camera with his hand, sent it to the female corpse, and said, "Give! ”

The female corpse picked up the camera, kept using those four eyes, looked left and right for a while, and said: "Photos, my photos, photos for me!" ”

The little ghost replied and said, "Well, you wait for me here, I just saw a lot of pictures on the wall on the first floor, I'll go get a few for you." ”

After about ten seconds, the imp returned to the floor again, holding several faded black and white photos in his hand, looking at the female corpse with a smile and running to her side.

The little ghost put the photo in front of her again, and the female corpse picked up one of the photos and looked at it, then threw it aside, picked up the second photo, and after looking at it for a while, she tore the second photo in half, pinched it into a small paper ball, and threw it aside.

Immediately afterwards, the female corpse picked up the third photo in her hand, and then she suddenly said: "It's not this, it's not this, it's not this, it's not this." After tossing back and forth for a while, the female corpse tore seven or eight photos on the table to shreds.

The little ghost stood aside, watched the female corpse's every move, and went up again and said, "Uncle, don't worry, I'm going downstairs to help you find it!" ”

The female corpse's eyes were full of tears, and she said with tears in her eyes: "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! ”

"No thanks!" After the little ghost fell, he ran back downstairs, and when he came up, he was holding a large number of photos in his hand, counting about a hundred or so.

The little ghost put all the photos on the table, turned his head and smiled and said to the female corpse: "Uncle, you are taking a closer look, are there any photos you want here?" ”

The bell standing by the bed couldn't stand it anymore, so he went up and pulled the little ghost's ear and said, "What are you doing this little devil?" Do you know her? You're just helping her, and you know if she's a human or a ghost? “

The little ghost's ears were red, and he had to scream miserably, until the bell let go of his hand, and the little ghost covered his ears and said sadly: "Sister, what are you doing, can't you trust me once?" ”

"I believe in you, of course I believe in you, if I don't believe you, will I be with you?"

"That's good!"

I don't know why the expression on this little ghost's face suddenly became so happy, and his face would smile every time he said a word, as if he had really encountered something very pleasant.

The sound of weeping came from the table again, the cry of the corpse of the woman. The little ghost looked back at the female corpse, and found that the more than 100 pieces in front of the table had been torn apart by her, and she kept muttering tears in her mouth: "It's not this, it's not like this, it's not this, it's not this, no, no, no, no." ”

As she spoke, half of the fragment of the female corpse's left hand and a ball of paper in her right hand were all tossed by her, and finally kicked the table directly with both feet, crying: "No, there is no here, what about the photos?" What about my photos? ”

The little ghost looked at the female corpse crying with tears streaming down her face, walked up slowly, patted her dirty back lightly with his hand, and comforted: "Uncle, you are thinking about it carefully, maybe you can remember?" ”

This time, the female corpse stopped crying when she heard this, and wiped away the tears on her horn with her middle finger.

(To be continued)