"Oh, girl, what's wrong with you?"

The third uncle was afraid that she would fall, so he reached out to support her.

Xiao Lingling stared at him blankly.

At this moment, she came to her senses.

She has been in the simulated world, and the center of the simulated world is the domain, the domain of the ghost king!

Maybe it's because the steamed buns in the early morning are too fragrant, too soft, and too warm.

Maybe it's because the millet porridge is too sweet and too comfortable.

Let her think that this is a gentle bay, a place to relax and settle down.

But the two people here are not from the yang world!

Or rather, this house is a murderous house!

My brother said that this is Fat Tiger's third uncle's house, which means that it was normal here not long ago, at least during the Chinese New Year, when Fat Tiger greeted the New Year, or when a pregnant woman was just pregnant, this is not a murderous house.

Fat Tiger knew that his third uncle was pregnant, and knew that the third uncle had a spare room to rent out, which should have been three or four months ago.

The time it takes to become a murderous house here should be three to four months.

Xiao Lingling closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, the picture in front of him changed suddenly.

Her pupils turned from jet black to eerie alien pupils, and there seemed to be mysterious rune swirls under her eyes.

Everything in front of her was covered with a layer of gray mist with blood, and the honest third uncle's face was gray and wooden at the moment, and his eyes were empty.

There were blood marks on his body, one, two, three...... Seven paths.

Seven knives!

The murderer slashed seven times before the third uncle died.

Everything in front of you is still, like a horror movie with the freeze frame button held down.

Xiao Lingling turned around and ran out of the kitchen, and in the yard, the big green trees turned blood-red, and the fallen leaves quickly withered and turned into dry yellow, and were scattered into ashes by a gust of wind.

On the bamboo chair in the shadow under the tree, the pregnant woman had her eyes closed, and she was surrounded by a blood-colored evil aura, and she seemed to be wearing a red dress, but when she looked closer, it was a white dress dyed red by blood.

There was a pool of blood under the bamboo chair, the blood stain was like an abyss swamp, and suddenly, a small blood-red blister appeared, and Xiao Lingling took two steps closer.

There was a baby's hand sticking out of the blood, but it had only three fingers, and it was a hand that had not yet grown.

Xiao Lingling took a deep breath.

Baby Spirit!

A five-month-old baby!

If it weren't for the fact that this tree had been suppressed, I'm afraid it would have washed away the blood stains a long time ago.

Xiao Lingling looked up at the big tree, the blood-colored tree was very weird, but it didn't make people feel frightened, but there was a feeling of being sheltered in it.

Xiao Lingling spread out his palm, and a golden star floated up in his palm, and the star fell into the leaves, and was quickly absorbed, and the red instantly turned green, but soon it was shrouded in blood and turned back to red.

A star formed by the power of merit is simply a drop in the bucket, and it cannot help this big tree at all.

Xiao Lingling gritted his teeth, and a steady stream of small golden stars floated out of his palms and continued to pour into the trees.

The bloody aura on the big tree gradually dissipated and turned into a green full of vitality.

The blood stains on the ground seemed to have become normal, and it looked like a pool of stagnant water, not the same as before, like an abyss, like a swamp, or some kind of East XZ in it.

The baby's unformed hand was gone, as if it had never existed.

The bloody dress on the pregnant woman's body faded to a white shirt.

Suddenly, the pregnant woman opened her sleeping eyes, which were pitch black, and a storm was brewing under her eyes, and something seemed to struggle out.

She opened her mouth and seemed to scream, but was covered by the rustle of leaves from large trees.

Xiao Lingling seemed to clench her hands, and finally stopped sending the little star out of her steady stream.

The little star was floating, and her heart was dripping blood.

She couldn't count how much merit she had given away.

It is not easy to accumulate so much merit.

Fortunately, this is just a game that simulates the world.

Get out of here, these little stars will come back, right?

Xiao Lingling wasn't sure, but instinctively felt that this was a simulated world, and everything should be virtual, including the power of merit that he had lost in it, and he shouldn't really lose it.

"Third aunt, don't be angry, I will help you find the murderer who killed you."

Xiao Lingling held the other party's hand, and the little milk voice was very soft.

Those godless and empty eyes looked at Xiao Lingling, and it seemed that they were focused for a moment, and then they were scattered.

"Is it a tenant?" Xiao Lingling looked at the room where she and her brother lived.

At this moment, the door of the room was wide open, and the layout of the room had changed, completely different from before.

There are vases in it, and there are flowers in the vase, and the sheets in it are different, the quilts and pillows are also different, and there is a big red suitcase next to the table.

All this proves that this place is rented out, and there are tenants, and the tenants may be women.

I still have a vase and flowers when I move to rent a house, and I think I like flowers very much.

Bed sheets, duvet covers, and pillowcases are embroidered with peony flowers.

The red suitcase is generally the color that the lady will choose, and such a large suitcase is generally the dowry box prepared by the mother's family when the woman gets married.

On the chair is a lady's long-sleeved jacket with a pattern of daisy flowers.

There were a lot of books on the table, as well as a stack of paper and a pen, which should have been written by someone not long ago, like stationery, probably writing a letter.

Xiao Lingling walked to the room, wanting to go to the table to see what was written.

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The beautiful young man carried a bamboo cage in his hand, covered with a black cloth, and he quickened his pace with a smile on his face.

As soon as he walked to the courtyard gate and was about to knock, he saw the door next door open.

A middle-aged woman came out, carrying a basket, probably out to buy groceries.

"Child, a relative of this family?"

"Hmm." The young man nodded.

"Hey, you're late, this family had an accident three months ago."

The young man was stunned, his lips were numb, and he asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

The middle-aged woman looked secretive and made a chopping motion: "There is no work, it was done by the tenant." I told them not to rent their rooms to strangers, but they wouldn't listen. ”

The young man's throat was dry, and he asked hoarsely, "Three months ago, everyone here was killed by the tenants?" ”

"yes, this is the murder house now." The middle-aged woman lamented: "The young couple has been looking forward to a child for a long time, who would have thought that just to let the pregnant woman eat better when she is pregnant, and rent out the room to get a little rent, and this kind of thing happened." ”

"Son, go back quickly, don't stay in front of the door any longer, this house is very strange, and I will hear the cry of the baby at night." Next month, I'm moving out too, and I can't stay in this place. With that, the middle-aged woman walked away with the basket.

The young man stretched out his hand to push the door, and the door opened, and everything in front of him was completely different from before.

The yard that used to be neat is now dilapidated, with a little dust and dead leaves accumulated in three months, and even an open space where there are no feet.

On the bamboo chairs in the courtyard, there are rusty blood stains.