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Yang Xiao didn't press the chandelier switch on the wall, he guessed that the power switch should be controlled by Song Qingmin. In other words, it was Song Qingmin who controlled everything in the building.

has been a husband and wife for more than ten years, and he really didn't expect that Song Qingmin would hide so many secrets. Why don't you usually notice it?

Thinking of this, Yang Xiao suddenly felt chills all over his body. In the last few days, strange events have happened one after another, and in the dark, it seems as if you are in a dream. But is it really a dream? Yang Xiao bit his lip viciously, feeling very painful. So, he smiled wryly. I thought to myself, if the analysis is not wrong, the cause of everything should have started when I walked into room 024 of the bathing building. What if I hadn't walked into the bathing building that night? So, will what happened after this happen?

Yang Xiao scratched his head vigorously and raised his eyes to look up. Upstairs, what's going to happen? Will it be as scary as Song Qingmin said? At this time, in front of his eyes, he seemed to see the look in Song Qingmin's eyes when he entered the door just now, what did this look represent?

Forget it, no matter what! There are many things that you can only know the truth if you have experienced them yourself. Yang Xiao got up and touched the coffee table, and found a candle and a box of matches under the coffee table. Then he went back to the couch, leaned over and listened to the handle, heard the sound of even breathing, and then slowly felt his way to the stairs.

When he reached the staircase, he took the candle and match in one hand, and held the handle in the other, and walked cautiously upstairs.

Standing in front of the door, Yang Xiao held his breath and put his ear to the door to listen. Seeing that there was no movement inside, he lit a candle. By the flickering candlelight, he noticed that the door panel on the second floor was actually red. I remember that when I first entered the building, in order to find Lin Xia, who had disappeared, I once rushed here frantically and slammed the door panel desperately. I didn't notice the color of the door at the time, and it didn't open, but now? How do I open it? He simply reached for the round doorknob, and with a slight twist of his hand, the door opened. Yang Xiao was so angry, he said in his heart, if he wants to open the door, it is really useless to slap the door panel desperately!

But should I go in or not? Song Qingmin walked out of the kitchen just now, why didn't she ask, how did she get out? There's no one in the kitchen! By the way, Jiang Meimei didn't even ask! Also, the two rooms on the left and right downstairs are locked, only the kitchen and the upstairs door are open. Isn't this building a little weird?

On the second floor, what kind of secrets will there be? Yang Xiao gritted his teeth, hesitated for a moment, and finally pushed the door and walked in.

The entrance is a hallway. There are six rooms on each side of the corridor. From the exterior of the building, it is not very big inside. There are twelve rooms on the second floor, is it a hotel? It is estimated that the area of each room will not be very large. For the sake of safety, Yang Xiao took small steps and walked back and forth in the corridor first. I saw that the twelve doors were all closed, but there was a pattern on each door, from left to right, they were rats, oxen, tigers, rabbits, dragons, snakes, horses, sheep, monkeys, chickens, dogs, and pigs, which were actually twelve attributes. Do you still need to live in a hotel according to your own attributes? And there are no windows on each door, all red lacquered solid wood doors. Yang Xiao stood inexplicably in front of the door with a snake pattern, grabbed the doorknob and twisted it and pushed it, and the door really opened. The room was pitch black, Yang Xiao settled down, and the person didn't go in, so he put the candle in first. By the light of the candles, Yang Xiao saw that there were many red lacquered wooden shelves in the I-shape, and the shelves were divided into many layers of small squares, and the lattices were inlaid with glass all around, and he vaguely saw that there were many small square-shaped boxes inside. In order to confirm his judgment, Yang Xiao walked quickly to the center of the room, raised the candle in his hand, and looked carefully. Yes, the shelves are filled with all sorts of urns. The urn is also inlaid with photographs of the deceased, in black and white, in color, and with a photo of the husband and wife.

Oh, my God! What kind of building is this? Could it be, is it a dark building designed to store urns?! In other words, all the people in this room are the dead who belong to the snake? But aren't you a serpent? Yang Xiao felt nervous in his heart, and cold sweat flowed down. But he didn't leave the room immediately, but held a candle and began to check the photos on each urn, and while looking at it, he muttered in his heart: Yang Xiao, what are you looking for, you are not dead, how can you find it?

Suddenly, he bent over and stopped in the middle of the third floor from the bottom up. Because, he saw a photo of himself in a trance, no, it should be a photo of him and his wife Song Qingmin! He rubbed his eyes vigorously and looked at it again, yes, indeed! The photo was taken when he and Song Qingmin were just married, and they both looked very young and shy. Immediately, Yang Xiao felt a trace of coolness slowly extending up from his feet and neck, all the way to his back, shoulders, and finally to the top of his head. Yes, his whole body was numb and stiff there.

In his ears, Song Qingmin's voice seemed to sound: "Upstairs? Do you want to sleep upstairs? I think you'd better forget it, if you go upstairs to sleep, you'll regret it for the rest of your life, no, maybe you don't know what regret is! ”

Now, he really regretted opening the door to the second floor.

He stiffened like this for about ten seconds before he slowly got up and said to himself, "It's not bad, I live in the middle of the third floor." In this way, it is not cold in winter, but it is expected to be hot in summer! Then he shook his head and slowly exited the room.

Standing in the corridor, Yang Xiao let out a long sigh. He began to inspect the other rooms, which were filled with urns. In the room embroidered with the "sheep" pattern, Yang Xiao saw the photo of waiter Xiaoyan No. 024 at first glance! Over here? How can her urn still be stored here?! Xiao Yan'er in the photo looked at him with a smile, she was so innocent, so well-behaved and cute! Yang Xiao looked around again and found that there were only seven urns in this room, Yang Xiao looked carefully by candlelight, and he saw six more urns and no photos. So, who are these six urns for? Thinking of this, Yang Xiao suddenly felt a headache, he covered his head with one hand and held a candle in the other, and staggered out of the room.

At this time, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, and the candle went out. The entire hallway was pitch black.

Yang Xiao stood alone in the corridor, in a trance, only a tingling pain in his head would confirm his existence. In his heart, he suddenly had a feeling of despair, which made his limbs weak and physically and mentally exhausted. For a while, it seemed that nothing mattered, nothing was no longer scary. What is the most terrible thing in the world? Isn't it just a "death"? I am not even afraid of death, what are I afraid of? As soon as he thought of this, Yang Xiao felt that his head didn't hurt anymore, and his body also had a lot of strength. He walked back and forth in the corridor again, and when he saw that he had found nothing else, he quietly returned to the sofa downstairs and lay down, while blowing out the candles, and staring at the black roof of the cave with a pair of distracted eyes.

The appearance of the urn of waiter Xiao Yan'er in No. 024 was something that Yang Xiao never expected, that is to say, Xiao Yan'er is really dead. So who will be the figure you see at the entrance of the village? Could it really be that there are two people in the world who are so alike? Also, who put the urn with the photos of himself and his wife Song Qingmin here?

Lin Xia?! How did Song Qingmin become Lin Xia? That's right, now Lin Xia has changed back to Song Qingmin, but only his voice has changed back. So how did her appearance and figure become what she is now? Oh, my God! Song Qingmin? Could it be that everything is related to Song Qingmin? What are these for?

Suddenly, Yang Xiao stopped analyzing and began to get nervous.

"Yang Xiao, Yang Xiao ......" A subtle call came, and the voice came and went, as if it came from another world.