As soon as the voice came out, Zhang Qing immediately pressed down the doorknob and opened the living room door.

Unfortunately, the voice-activated light outside the corridor suddenly went out the moment Zhang Qing opened the door.

After opening the door, a cold breath seeped in.

Even though he was wearing body armor, he couldn't help but shiver.

Spit out blood on the talisman's body, and it was a sticker, but it didn't touch the physical sense.

Looking closely, a short figure was standing in front of the door, only about 1.5 meters, through the moonlight, you could see that the knocker was indeed an old woman, with neat shoulder-length short hair, wearing a dark red thin cotton coat, black trousers, and a pair of red cotton shoes on her feet.

However, it was dark outside the hallway, and no sound came out, and the voice-activated lights did not come on.

Holding the talisman through the old woman's head in front of him, like a phantom, the talisman was burning, but it was useless.

Zhang Qing didn't dare to make a sound, and the old woman in front of her didn't make a sound, her facial contours were blurred, and she seemed to be staring at herself.

The old woman suddenly turned around and faced the corridor, her body grew a little taller in this moment, and she walked to the other end of the corridor.

[The experimenter's fear object is the image of the old woman, the talisman attack is invalid, it is suspected to be a phantom, not a supernatural body, it is suspected that the supernatural has the ability to hallucinate, and the current number of supernatural is two to be determined. 】

In a whispered return, looking at this appearance, after opening the door, the old woman seemed to follow her.

"Hallucinations?"

[It is recommended that the experimenter follow and discover more information to have greater certainty.] 】

No one spoke, looking at the burning talisman, the room behind him was dark, gritting his teeth, and gently closing the door behind him.

As the old woman walked around and the slight sound of the door closing, the voice-activated light turned on again, this time, Zhang Qing finally saw the old woman's back clearly, but after seeing it clearly, the cold hairs on his back instantly stood upside down.

I saw that the old woman walking in front was walking on tiptoe, no wonder I felt that my body would be a little taller when I walked, and the reason why I kept walking out of that kind of fragmented footsteps.

After seeing it clearly, Zhang Qing involuntarily paused.

But the old woman did not stop, but went straight to the top of the stairs and began to walk upstairs.

After seeing it clearly, Zhang Qing involuntarily paused.

But the old woman did not stop, but went straight to the top of the stairs and began to walk upstairs.

Zhang Qing took a deep breath and remembered that he was still filming, so he said softly: "This old woman? It's like a shadow from a movie I watched when I was a kid. ”

He underestimated the speed of going upstairs, and it turned out that the old woman on tiptoe climbed the stairs faster, and with just a few words, she had disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

Zhang Qing hurriedly followed, and took a few steps up the stairs.

When Zhang Qing walked into the corridor, he happened to see the figure of an old woman on tiptoe turning in front of a door.

Quickening his pace again, he came to the door where the old woman's figure had entered.

The door was open, and the number next to it said 414, which was correct, but there was no light in the room, and the vague outline of the furniture could be seen only by the moonlight projected from outside.

Zhang Qing stood in front of the door, his eyes wide open and he couldn't see the old woman's whereabouts.

As the words fell, he reached into the wall of the room near the doorway and fumbled for it, and soon found the light switch, but nothing happened when he pressed it.

Tried a few times, maybe...

After cheering up in front of the door, Zhang Qing turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, and only with light did he have a sense of security.

After turning on the flashlight, he stepped into room 414, just in time to see the back of the old woman walking from the living room into the bedroom inside, with a rickety body, still standing on tiptoe.

In this unfamiliar environment, this picture reveals a sense of horror that penetrates into the bone marrow.

"It's been so long since I've been in, and I'm still standing there, as if I didn't know to go into the bedroom to see what it looks like."

Zhang Qing froze in the living room and did not follow for the time being.

By the light of the flashlight, I first looked at the furnishings in the living room and became familiar with the surrounding environment.

An elderly man who lives alone, the hygiene of the home was originally clean, but at present, the living room, whether it is a TV cabinet, a coffee table, a sofa or the floor, is all covered with a layer of fine ash.

However, although there is dust, it is still neatly arranged.

After a general look at the living room environment, Zhang Qing learned about the location of the bathroom, kitchen and another smaller bedroom, and then walked to the door of the master bedroom.

Through the light, I observed the furnishings in the master bedroom.

A bed, a desk, three chairs, two wardrobes, gone.

didn't see the old woman who had just come in, Zhang Qing stood at the door and looked around, and even carefully observed the door from the crack in the open door, sure that after she went in later, the old woman would not close the door for herself behind the door.

Later, he saw a pair of red cotton shoes next to the bed, which were neatly arranged, so that the person on the bed could put them on smoothly when he got out of bed.

Then his eyes swept to the bed in the room, and after careful distinction, he saw that under the futon, there seemed to be a person lying down.

It is understandable that the height of the old woman is not very high, and if the futon is a little thicker, it is indeed not easy to find if you lie down like this and do not look carefully.

And at this moment, Zhang Qing was sure that it was definitely the old woman's corpse lying on the bed.

Walking into the master bedroom and cautiously coming to the bed, Zhang Qing found that the old woman was not lying flat, but lying on her side, facing inside, with her back to herself.

Oddly enough, he couldn't smell a single stench.

It stands to reason that the smell is more scary?

"Shampoo"

Suddenly, the old woman spat out these two words.

Zhang Qing was a little confused, is this talking to me?

"Let me wash my hair myself or do it wash your hair for you?"

And the old woman doesn't seem to know how long she has been dead, and in case it has begun to rot, will the scalp be ripped off in the process of washing her hair.

Just thinking about that scene sends chills down the line.

[This paranormal behavior is different from what other experimenters have encountered, and it is recommended that the experimenters cooperate first to obtain more information.] 】

Zhang Qingdu wanted to scold his mother, damn, you don't have back pain when you stand and talk.

Zhang Qing was still hesitating.

"Wash your hair."

It seems that it is because Zhang Qing has not moved yet.

The old woman, who was lying on the bed with stiff limbs, suddenly twitched her face slightly, her mouth slowly opened, and a series of sounds came from her throat like the opening of the door of a room that had been in disrepair for many years.

"Ahhh......h

It's like a mute person who suddenly opens his mouth and wants to make a sound, wants to speak.

The old woman's expression gradually became hideous, and her body was shaking, as if she was about to get out of bed in the next moment.

Zhang Qing's heart was beating faster, but he still held back his fear, and his body leaned over slightly.

"Don't worry, wash it now, where is the tool for washing your hair?"

I looked at it, and there was a red basin next to the bed, filled with water and even shampoo.

It's outrageous.

I looked at my phone screen, rolled up my sleeves, and touched the towel and shampoo.

It's time to wash your hair in earnest.

Zhang Qing bent down and soaked the old woman's hair in the water, so that the hair was all wet.

It feels like dead grass.

However, after touching the entity in an instant, the body seemed to be manipulated, and the whole body stiffened and was uncontrollable.

Let Zhang Qing's idea of washing his hair and give it a moment was shattered.

Zhang Qing couldn't imagine that in this life, he would wash the hair of other members of the opposite sex except for his wife, especially the supernatural.

It's just off the mark.

At this moment, Zhang Qing suddenly felt a little chill in his body, I don't know if it was an illusion or something, as if this room had become a refrigeration cabinet, and the temperature had been greatly lowered.

"Huh!"

A very slight voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Because his nerves are tense all the time, Zhang Qing's whole person has been in a state of high tension, so his five senses are particularly sensitive, and he can't hear this sound too clearly.