"Lord Hei, do you really want to leave?"

The big head swayed, and there was a look of resentment.

"Well, I wish you happiness...... I hope that when you go back, you will remember that there is a figure who misses you day and night in the distant sky, a lovely big boy...... A good friend who is crushing on you...... We are family, I will think of you every second, my friend, my family......"

Big head covers face, heartbroken.

Wang Zun: (O_O)

"It's okay, I'll just cry for a month, here, except for the little black adult, no one is sincere to me, they beat me, scold me, lie to me, jump on me, play with me, I ...... I...... I...... I'm so sad! ”

"Lord Xiao Hei is my only friend, I can't bear you, but, I know, you can't stop you, I can't stop you from pursuing your own happiness, I bless you ......"

"It's good if you're happy, it's good if you're happy, as long as you're happy and happy, it doesn't matter how much grievances and hurts I suffer, because we're family!"

"Woooooooooo......oo I'll cry for a month......"

The big head crackled and didn't know what to say, so he covered his face and left, like that, it really seemed to be heartbroken to the extreme!

Wang Zun: Σ (゚д゚lll)

What do you mean?

Wang Zun is confused, nervous, right?

Two o'clock in the morning!

Wang Zun carried the black clay pot to the basement, followed by his family.

The big head swayed, and his face was sad, it was indeed the black crockpot that was leaving that made him feel sad.

But also, he always holds the black crockpot and has different feelings with it.

2:04 a.m.!

The door painting on the wall is a little more realistic, overflowing with blood light, oozing a cold aura, and permeating wisps of ghostly energy.

The Blood Gate appears!

To be precise, the room behind the Blood Door appeared.

The tattered wooden door was as red as blood, and the top was sparsely covered with holes, and there were countless potholes.

It is this wooden door that blocks the two worlds!

When you open the door, you'll find a world of ghosts like no other.

"There is more than one blood door, but what about the other blood door? Where will it be? ”

"The clown must know, huh?"

"He painted this door too, no, to be exact, this door was already here, and the back was erased by a certain being, and then the clown returned it!"

"What the hell is a clown, and what the hell is he trying to do?"

Wang Zun wanted to wait, but the black crockpot in his arms couldn't wait, and it beat violently.

Wang Zun was still a little apprehensive, he couldn't forget the figure on the roof of Building A in the Sunshine Community, which gave him a very cruel and bloody feeling.

Heinous, Ru Mao drinks blood!

In addition to this mysterious figure, there is also a ghost hidden in room 404, which has never been opened in the bedroom.

Last time, this ghost thing was still chasing Wang Zun, and he didn't know what he wanted to do.

Wang Zun was a little apprehensive, but he was not afraid, the strength of his family was now improving, and he was ready to bring Zhu Jin in as a precaution!

"Goodbye, Lord Black!"

The big head waved his hand reluctantly, looking pitiful.

The lid of the black crockpot jumped, and I didn't know what it was talking about, which made the big head even more reluctant and secretly wiped his tears.

"Don't be like this, since you are so reluctant to let Xiao Hei go, you can also do something!"

Wang Zun patted his big head and smiled brightly.

Belch?

The big head's eyes widened, and Wang Zun's smile told him that this was not a good thing.

"Suddenly I felt a little pain in my stomach and I ......"

Before the big head could leave, Wang Zun grabbed him, opened the blood door, and pressed his head against the door frame to prevent the blood door from closing.

Big Head: (; ´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)

That's not what I meant......

Mo Yu's blood-colored ribbon wrapped around Wang Zun's waist and brought Zhu Jin, Wang Zun took a deep breath and stepped into the blood gate.

Entering the Blood Gate this time, compared with the previous two times, Wang Zun was a little more apprehensive, a little more confident, and a little more curious.

He was curious about the secrets of the Blood Mist World!

What he was worried about was that the mysterious figure in Building A gave him the feeling that it was uneasy, cruel, bloody, and not a good thing.

Confidently, his strength has improved a lot now, and this time, he also brought Zhu Jin in.

I didn't dare to bring Zhu Jin and them in before, because I was afraid of any accidents, but now Zhu Jin is already a red-eyed ghost, not only has the ability to protect himself, but also has the strength to protect him!

Wang Zun was not afraid this time, but entered the blood gate without delay.

After a burst of blood, Wang Zun pushed open the wardrobe door in the bedroom, and what greeted him was gray, cold, dry, and weird!

A faint layer of dust had accumulated in the humble room, and there were faint shoe prints on the floor.

Wang Zun recognized that in addition to the shoe prints he had left behind, there were several different shoe prints.

Wang Zun was very suspicious that there was something that wanted to escape from here during this time.

Boom!

Wang Zun hadn't come out of the closet yet, he heard a door closing, outside the bedroom, in the living room.

"Is the bedroom door on the other side closed?"

Wang Zun climbed out of the closet, muttered to himself, and did not go out for the first time.

Zhu Jin glanced around briefly, and directly pulled out the pig-killing knife, and the blood with a strong smell of blood dripped wildly on the ground.

The blood-red eyes narrowed slightly, Zhu Jin didn't dare to be careless, and stayed behind Wang Zun every step of the way.

Coming to an unfamiliar environment and knowing that there was danger here, Zhu Jin certainly didn't dare to take it lightly.

He is well aware of his mission, the first thing is to protect Wang Zun's safety!

It's his responsibility!

Wang Zun came to the tattered window and looked out through the hole in it.

The ghostly mist fills the air, like endless clouds.

The whole world was dark and cold, and the wind was blowing the ghost fog, and you could faintly hear the heart-rending ghost crying and howling in the deep black ghost fog.

It is not that the whole world is dark, and Wang Zun saw that in the far distance, there was also a sparse light.

That's some unsightly buildings.

"They say that the world is dark, all buildings are dark, and lighted buildings attract creatures in the dark!"

"In other words, the buildings that are lit up are like sunshine neighborhoods, becoming a borderland?"

"Darkness, in fact, is their hide!"

Wang Zun didn't think much about it, the homeless man last time said that the Sunshine Community was lit up in the ghost fog world, in fact, this "lit" should have another meaning.

Is it possible that all the buildings here are visible, and does "light" mean that the building is particularly conspicuous in this dark world?

That's why it attracts homeless ghosts?

Wang Zun felt that this was not what he wanted to think about, he patted the black clay pot, and saw the bright and weird smile on the can, he had mixed tastes.

"Big brain, okay, my head is about to be crushed!"

The voice of the big head sounded in the closet, and it was very painful.

"Hold on a little longer, I believe in you, and you have to believe in yourself!"

Large head: ⁄(⁄⁄ ⁄ω⁄⁄ ⁄)⁄

I'm Nima!

Believe in a fart, you can take your head and try it!

Ignoring the big head's wah-wow yelling, Wang Zun held the black clay pot, and Zhu Jin followed behind him, guarding Wang Zun's safety every step of the way!

Wang Zun came to the door and looked at the doorknob above, there were some blood stains left on it, which had been dried and was a bloody handprint.

Something has entered this bedroom for some time.

Wang Zun held the doorknob and twisted it gently, trying not to make any sound, but the old wooden door still inevitably sounded a "click" sound.

Opening a crack in the door and holding down the black clay pot that wanted to jump out, Wang Zun looked at the familiar and unfamiliar room.

In the living room, there are dim yellow light bulbs hanging from the ceiling, and the dim yellow light cannot illuminate this small living room at all.

Sofa, coffee table, chairs, TV......

Nothing had changed, even the clothes hanging on the balcony were still there, fluttering in the wind, and the hangers rubbing against the wires made a screeching sound.

Wang Zun looked at the bedroom opposite, the word [囍] on the door was still there, the door was closed tightly, he was sure that the ghost thing must be in the bedroom.

The sound of the door closing just now must be the door of this bedroom.

Wang Zun didn't have anything to worry about, so he pushed the door out and looked at the other bedroom.

The door to this bedroom is hidden, and the dark room seems to be a bottomless abyss, unfathomable.

Wang Zun walked over, gently pushed the door open, and made a "squeak" sound, and his eyes, who were accustomed to the dark, could see everything clearly!

Lingtai!

Spirit card!

On the table, the incense burner was still there, and there were obviously three more incense sticks that had been burned out, and the table was full of incense ashes!

The same is true on the wax tables on both sides, where the burnt wax water flows down the table and has solidified again.

The only thing missing on the table was a black-and-white posthumous photo of a woman.

The thing in the opposite bedroom took away the woman's black and white suicide photo, right?

If so, Wang Zun can probably guess what the relationship between them is.

It can be seen from the word "囍" on the door that the owners of room 404 are a newlywed couple, and the wife does not know what happened and is dead.

Of course, they are already terrible ghosts, and they will die in ashes.

The thing hiding in the bedroom opposite must have been the husband.

Probably so, right?

Wang Zun is not sure, but it should be eight or nine.

Wang Zun didn't stay too long, came out of the bedroom, and went to the kitchen and bathroom to take a look, but didn't find anything special.

Now the only danger is the husband hiding in the bedroom.

Of course, the other party should not dare to come out, because Wang Zun was followed by a red-eyed ghost.

The smell of blood that naturally emanated from Zhu Jin's body had already suppressed the other party, right?

Wang Zun came to the room with the door closed, listened carefully, and clearly heard a very heavy breathing sound in the bedroom, as if the breathing of a dying man.

Wheezing, coarse, hoarse, straining......

Raising his hand, Wang Zun put it down again, and now is not the time to communicate with it.

In fact, from the mouth of the other party, you should be able to clearly understand the situation of Building A of Sunshine Community, and the other party is likely to be the aboriginal here.

Know better than anyone what's going on in Sunshine Community!

However, Wang Zun doesn't have a lot of time, and the voice of the big head is getting more and more painful and uncomfortable, he can't ignore it, right?

Next time!