There was nothing changed inside, just a little cold for some reason.

The dim light, the white wall of the room is a little faint blue, Zhang Jianwei doesn't know why, obviously the street lights outside are a little bright yellow, and the room is a color without temperature.

closed the door, and a gust of wind circled around Zhang Jianwei's ears, making his earlobes itchy and his scalp numb.

Zhang Jianwei waved his hand and swept over the fairy staff, but the wind didn't know where to run.

The light of the flashlight is not far away, in a small range, a little bit of searching.

There are a lot of abnormal places in this house, weird symbols, strange lights, and disappearing photos, one of which must be directly related to the appearance of this little ghost, but if Zhang Jianwei wants to guess it himself, he thinks that the appearance of this little ghost should be related to the photos of Xiao Li's family, but I don't know what it has to do with it, and why did Xiao Li put away his own photos.

Did Xiao Li know the problem in this photo, or something else.

Zhang Jianwei now has the ability to attack the existence of ghosts, but he doesn't have the ability to sense their location, so the main job at present is to find them.

Think about it, it's really the same as the little girl's ghost, Zhang Jianwei did come to her, this ghost is hidden, from now on.

Start with the master bedroom, a small room, a dresser, a wardrobe, a bed, all the belongings.

The surroundings are quiet, and from the moment you walk into this house, the sounds outside are cut off, whether it is the cars running on the road far away, or the mosquitoes that are bustling downstairs on weekdays, there is no trace at this time.

Zhang Jianwei listened to his footsteps, heartbeat and breathing, and felt more and more quiet.

Walking in, I found that there were a lot of cosmetics on the dresser, there were more than a dozen, most of them were unknown to Zhang Jianwei, in the drawer, there were some jewelry, corsages, necklaces, bracelets or something, touch them with your hands, most of them are plastic, and a few have some weight, but I am extremely suspicious of the raw materials of these things, which is estimated to be a few dollars a pound of iron.

The quilt cover sheets on the bed are usually very warm blue, with small flowers, but this will become more profound on the outside light, and the small flowers on it are extraordinarily bright, as if steaming fresh blood, which is sprinkled on it like a wave, just the right bloom, and there is a kind of hysterical madness.

Looking at the sheets, the hairs on Zhang Jianwei's neck stood up, not afraid, but a natural reaction, just like people walking on the glass plank road, knowing that on the thin layer of glass, there was no problem driving a car, but looking at the abyss under his feet, he was still trembling.

There was nothing on the surface, Zhang Jianwei leaned down to see, the bed was covered with dust, except for a gust of wind driven by Zhang Jianwei, there was nothing, the white wardrobe door was closed, I don't know what the reason was, the crack of the door was a little big, it was pitch black, I don't know what was inside, Zhang Jianwei pinched the fairy staff, took a sharp breath, opened the cabinet door, and the clothes in the wardrobe hung neatly, in the shadows, like a row of corpses.

There was nothing in it, I looked around again, turned around and went out, and went out, the hair on my neck did not fall but rose, there seemed to be a kind of ubiquitous wind, touching Zhang Jianwei's neck from time to time, and before I could react, I quickly fled.

The neck was cold to the touch.

When I entered the small house, as soon as the door opened, the wind chimes on the windowsill rattled, and there were many dolls in the room, grinning one by one, hiding in the dark, as if waiting for an opportunity.

Last time I came, Zhang Jianwei didn't hear the sound of the wind chimes, but as soon as the door opened today, the wind chimes of a bunch of shells hanging on the windowsill jingled and were crisp.

The whole room was filled with the sound of wind chimes colliding, like children giggling and laughing.

Zhang Jianwei clenched the fairy cane, and walked towards the wind chime step by step, and the wind appeared again, but until he walked to the front, the wind chime just swayed, and there was no other change, no matter what the wind chime was now, Zhang Jianwei directly knocked it with a stick, and with a bang, the shell was broken.

At this moment, there was a bang, and the little girl's door was slammed shut.

Zhang Jianwei turned back violently, there was nothing wrong with the room, three steps and two steps, rushed to the door, opened the door, and chased out with a fairy staff.

After the wind chimes shattered, there was no sound in the whole room, except for the hissing of the plastic bag on Zhang Jianwei's body.

There are no anomalies in both rooms, the living room is the same as at the beginning, and all that remains is the kitchen and toilet.

Both places are very small, the toilets are clear at a glance, Zhang Jianwei even turned on the washing machine, there was nothing, and the wind that lingered in his ears disappeared at this time, as if the whole room had been abandoned.

Open the kitchen door, the small one, the kitchen board stove cupboard, nothing, there is a refrigerator in the door.

With the final goal in mind, I pulled open the refrigerator door.

The refrigerator door opened, the lights came on, and two pairs of cold eyes greeted you.

A long piece of hair fell from the table with the opening of the refrigerator door, a head, with a face without a trace of blood, the eyes on it were swollen, the corners of the mouth were downward, as if crying, next to her was the head of a little girl, with her eyes open, a smile on her mouth, short black hair that reached her ears, a miserable white and somewhat blue face, stiff.

At the same time as the door was opened, a strong smell of blood rushed over, enveloping Zhang Jianwei's whole person in an instant.

In an instant, Zhang Jianwei's whole body stiffened, his mind went blank, and after a second or two, or more, when he came back to his senses, the refrigerator door seemed to have become hot, shook his hand, and closed the door.

Frightened, he involuntarily took two steps back, leaned against the kitchen door, the blood in his whole body flowed rapidly, his face was flushed, his neck seemed to be choked, he couldn't breathe, his whole body was cold, his body began to tremble unconsciously, and he grabbed the fairy staff hard in his hand, and his nails seemed to be about to pinch into the flesh.

"So, did I finally find you?"