After the lights in the elevator are turned off, the surroundings are pitch black, this darkness is not like night, but a feeling as if someone is covering your eyes with their hands, as if a black curtain is pressed down.

Ye Hongjin frowned, reached out and touched some cinnabar from his arms, drew a meditation talisman in the void, and when the surroundings were lit up again, he walked out of the elevator.

"Hey, don't use this technique in such a small place, you can walk out by touching the wall!"

didn't care if anyone answered him, Ye Hongjin looked around by himself. There are a total of four households on this floor, two of which are not even equipped with doors, and one is only rough decoration, only the gatehouse is very fine.

After looking at the three households around him again, and touching the spotless doorknob again, Ye Hongjin was also a little puzzled, this ghost loves to be clean.

The key poked in for a long time to poke in, the door is a small garden, the layout is chic, although it is autumn, but there are still a few small flowers blooming, the sun shines in, very comfortable.

After the entrance garden, as soon as the door of the main room was pushed open, a cool wind blew in his face, and even Ye Hongjin himself couldn't help but shiver.

After a brief look, Ye Hongjin found that this place was also like the door, the whole house was clean as if someone was cleaning it every day, and there were still some water droplets on the door mirror, and there were vague traces of wiping.

After coming back to his senses, Ye Hongjin heard a very low humming sound in the room, and for a long time, Ye Hongjin slapped his head, walked to the living room and found the remote control, which turned off the air conditioner that was set to the lowest temperature, but there was a strange smile on his mouth.

"Interesting, so interesting."

Just about to find something more, Ye Hongjin suddenly felt that he was tapped on the shoulder, turned around to look, but there was nothing, he was the only one in the empty room.

Then, there was a ding-dong sound in the kitchen next to it, which seemed to be the sound of a microwave oven.

Raising an eyebrow and putting his luggage aside, he turned into the kitchen, where it was the microwave timer activated that seemed to have something inside.

I didn't think about it, this guy reached out and opened it, and a smell of blood went directly into his nose, and there was a large porcelain bowl on the tray of the microwave oven, which was full of blood, and I don't know what kind of creature's internal organs, it was filled with a thick bowl, and it was quite fresh.

Stretched out his finger and stirred it inside, it was indeed a freshly slaughtered domestic animal.

When he got out of the kitchen, Ye Hongjin couldn't find his luggage, from entering the kitchen to coming out, it was only a matter of dozens of seconds.

Touching his nose, Ye Hongjin slowly turned around in place, and after thinking about it, he still felt out that cinnabar had drawn a rune like a winding red snake at the door of the living room.

"It's a human or a ghost, you have to pull it out and slip around."

After drawing the runes, he was about to turn around and search around the room, but there was a touch of red in the corner of Ye Hongjin's eyes, the red was too eye-catching in the cold tone of the whole room, and even felt as if everything around him was guarding this blood red.

The color comes from the balcony glass window, far away with a hint of blur, and when you walk in, you can see that this is a pair of women's small foot embroidered shoes.

Ye Hongjin was sure that a few seconds ago, there was nothing here, and the embroidered shoes of this small-footed woman seemed to appear out of thin air, neatly placed at the entrance of the balcony, as if someone had taken off the embroidered shoes here, and then walked into the balcony, and then jumped down.

In his mind, Ye Hongjin automatically made up such a picture in his mind.

A young girl took off the embroidered shoes here, seemed to be nostalgic but looked at the whole room in despair, she took one last look at the world, stepped into the balcony, closed her eyes, and said goodbye to the world.

"Strange...... Why don't you feel hatred? I don't hate or complain, why are you wearing so red? ”

Muttered, Ye Hongjin still carefully picked up the pair of embroidered shoes, as imagined, these embroidered shoes were extremely cold, but with a clear fragrance, as if sprayed with some flower dew, with a natural taste.

Ye Hongjin is naturally not a good mouthful, this embroidered shoe is a good medium, and it can even be made into some magic weapons. Stuffed the embroidered shoes into the handbag he carried, but he didn't see the small bag rise and fall at all, Ye Hongjin suddenly laughed, and then sat on the sofa and turned on the TV casually, the TV was playing a Korean romance drama, but it was very sad.

I hadn't watched it for a few minutes before the TV screen suddenly flickered, and a blood stain slowly seeped out from the upper part of the TV screen, and then more and more, even covering the entire screen, dripping down the TV wall to the ground.

Tick, tick......

A cold wind brushed Ye Hongjin's head and scratched the back of Ye Hongjin's neck.

The door of the balcony was closed, the air conditioner was not turned on, and the cold wind swirled and got into Ye Hongjin's clothes, and the cold was biting.

A slightly hoarse and somewhat shrill woman screamed from far and near, penetrating Ye Hongjin's eardrums.

"Also... I... Life... Come!!! ”

"It's finally here."

Ye Hongjin was just about to get up, but he found that a nameless force was pressing himself tightly on the sofa, and then, a number of wriggling black objects slowly came out of the sofa and wrapped him tightly one by one, but there were countless hairs.

"Careless."

These hairs seemed to be endless, like living creatures, slowly winding along Ye Hongjin's limbs, and it seemed that it wouldn't take long to wrap him in.

"There is a wandering spirit in the day, and the night is hidden and the day appears, dressed in colorful colors, and the troops are swimming in the light!"

Ye Hongjin instantly exerted his strength, his arms pulled those hairs and broke the force that pressed him, his hands were put together, and several marks were connected, and a colorful light flashed and disappeared, and the strands of hair around him seemed to meet the scorching sun in winter snow, and they dodged one after another.

Seeing that all his hair was retracted into the sofa, Ye Hongjin no longer performed tricks, and circled around the sofa, but did not see any traces.

"From now on, I'm going to live here, I can't split this sofa."

After tossing for a while, Ye Hongjin felt dry mouth, walked to the kitchen and turned on the faucet, and was just about to take the cup to catch the water, when he saw the water in the faucet grunt a few times, and then it turned into red and bloody water.

Ye Hongjin was stunned for a moment, shrugged his shoulders, took a cup and took it, shook it against the sun, and said without self-deprecation: "I don't know if Dracula is drinking this kind of thing." ”

This cup of blood water smells fishy, and the viscosity is the same as normal blood water, but there is a hint of sweetness in the mouth, and it is also very cold, so it must be an excellent drink in summer.

I clicked my mouth, I felt that it tasted good, and I wanted to have a cup, but there was a normal flow of water coming out of the faucet.

"Hey, don't be so stingy, can you have another drink?"

What answered him was a cold wind in front of him.

Putting down the cup, Ye Hongjin walked to the master bedroom, and the door of the master bedroom was hidden.

The moment Ye Hongjin pushed open the door, he saw a woman in a red dress sitting quietly on the double bed with her back to him, and her waist-length black hair set off her back was extremely beautiful.

Hearing the door open, the woman's body did not move, but her head slowly turned, and she was directly twisted out of one hundred and eighty degrees, and under the thick black hair, a miserable white, bloodstained face was staring at you tightly.