When Chen Bamiao reminded me, I already had a premonition that some abnormal factors were in it, so when I looked into that room, I also made some mental preparations.

Then, respecting the instructions of the Chen sisters, I walked into the half-open room.

Here, there are some simple broken wooden furniture and furnishings in the room, which are not only very old, but also obviously corroded and broken, and many places are defective and peeling, and they are covered with ashes.

The room was devoid of life, only an absolute dead silence that permeated us.

Obviously, not many people have been here for many years.

Although things are not human, I still remember that in this room, last night I once saw an old man with a fan, who was about seventy years old, with a white beard and a wrinkled face, sitting on a chair by the door, smiling at me and Wang Chongguang.

Now, the chair is still there, the old man's furniture is still there, but the only thing that is not there is a trace of the old man, some ...... It's just a thick layer of dust.

Looking at all this, I thought back to what happened yesterday and really suspected that I was hallucinating.

Then I turned around and asked Rui Mujun next to me: "You knew that there was no one here, but where did the original people go? The doors and windows are closed, and the emptiness is like this, it is definitely not a simple explanation of the word demolition, right?"

Asked, Rui Mujun, who had a calm expression, nodded and said, "It's true that demolition can be explained!"

As he spoke, Rui Mujun stretched out a finger and pointed to a wall in front of me and said, "Look at what that is?"

Following Rui Mujun's words, I turned my head to look, and then I found that on the wall, there was a picture frame about ten inches long.

The frame was old and old, so it was also full of dust, and the black and white dust almost made it dissolve with the whole wall.

Looking at the picture frame, a bad premonition filled my mind, and then I followed Rui Mujun's instructions, walked over alertly, stretched out my hand, and gently dusted off the dust on the photo frame.

After a very pungent cloud of dust, I finally cleaned the dust from the outside of the frame, and then I found that in the center of the frame was a black and white photograph of a person, and the owner of the picture ...... It's the old man I saw fanning last night!

Almost immediately, I realized that it was a posthumous photograph, and that the house I was in was probably the same house where the old man used to live.

This naturally means...... Are the people I saw yesterday dead people who used to live here and are now dead?!

An unsettling conclusion flashed through my mind, and then I hurriedly turned my head out, and without even bothering to say hello to Ruimujun, I went to a nearby house.

I clearly remember that in the house of the resident in that place, I once saw a child doing homework, although it was only a flash, but the serious picture of the child writing homework is still fresh in my memory.

After walking over, as I expected, the skeleton of those tattered iron and wooden furniture is still there, but it is no longer the same, the child I saw yesterday is gone, replaced by a five-inch photo frame placed on the desk, and some embellished plastic wreaths.

It's like a ...... A simple altar.

I actually walked over, patted off the floating soil near the frame, picked up the frame, and looked at the photo inside.

It's still a posthumous photo, and there is a smiling boy in it, no surprise, it's still exactly the same as the child I saw yesterday!

"Dead man!" I put the photo back on the table with a blank face, and then repeated, "All I saw last night were dead people, and this room ...... Almost every single one of them has died!"

As I spoke, Ruimujun and the others followed.

Then, Chen Bamiao personally stretched out his hand, handed me a thick stack of materials, and told me about the contents of those materials.

Ba Miaoer said: "In the past few days, we quickly checked the original information of this building that could not enter, and found that this was a chemical plant that used to produce ammonia, and then there was an accident, ammonia leaked, and all the people living in this building were poisoned alive." ”

"......" In Ba Miao'er's words, I actually looked through this file and found that there were many photos of the handling of accidents in those years, including some photos of public sacrifices, which were placed in the rooms of every dead person.

When I looked at this, Rui Mujun beside me spoke again: "After the chemical accident, the operation of the factory fell into difficulties, and then it opened half-dead for several months, until it completely closed down, and the factory was divided into several small private enterprises for warehouses. ”

At this point, my nerves were already spasming, and I asked again, "Then why is there still photos and relics of these dead people in this room?"

Listening to my question, Rui Mujun said, "Because this house ...... Something always happens!"

Subsequently, Rui Mujun said that because this was originally a factory, the owner of the first contracted house originally wanted to open up the room and use it as a storage warehouse, but he didn't expect that just after the site was settled, the production was broken, and the construction failed after all.

Later, there were often cases of young men and women jumping off buildings to commit suicide, so in desperation, the district government closed the doors and windows with bricks, so that people could not enter.

Of course, these were all temporary solutions, and the final solution was to completely demolish and rebuild.

However, it is a pity that because the reputation of this place is too stinky, there are no developers willing to buy it, and in the past few years, the district government is poor, and there is really no ability to organize public welfare demolition, so this building has been delayed.

After saying this, Rui Mujun summed it up to me: "So Boss Huo, a house that is closed on all sides by bricks and has a reputation for being haunted will not have normal people to live in, you said that you came in person last night...... It can only be said that you have hit the evil. ”

When Rui Mujun said these words, there was no ripple in my heart at all, although this once again broke through my cognitive bottom line, but thanks to her constant reminders before, as well as my previous experience, I didn't have any special fear.

Frowning, I said to Rui Mujun again: "You and I will come again!"

"Where are you going?" asked Rui Mujun and Chen Bamiao almost at the same time.

Listening to their questioning, I replied, "Where does Wang Chongguang live!" I would like to confirm one thing at the end. ”

As I spoke, I walked out of the elementary school student's room, and then went straight to the end of the narrow hallway, where Wang Chongguang and his mother were staying.

:,,gegegengxin!!