"Go home?" Xiao Jia looked at the increasingly eerie corridor. He couldn't believe that Han Fei could say such a thing.
"Didn't I tell you and Li Guo'er before? I have a special sense of familiarity with Building No. 1, as if I had lived here for a long time before. When we came during the day, we still had that feeling.
But it's not strong. Overall, this building is still very unfamiliar to me, but it's different now." Han Fei spoke very fast, and by the time he finished speaking, he had already reached the second floor.
"After being dragged into the world of ghosts by Xiaoyou's mother, I realized that what I was really familiar with was not the Happy Apartment No. 1 during the day, but the No. 1 apartment at night. I seemed to have lived with ghosts before.
"
Holding the knife upward, Han Fei felt extremely conflicted in his heart. He was afraid of death just like ordinary people. He could feel fear, but besides being afraid, he also felt a touch of warmth and beauty.
His best memory seems to have happened here, and his worst memory seems to have happened here.
While Han Fei was communicating with Xiao Jia, the blood-stained mobile phone lit up coldly, and Xiao You used her mother's mobile phone to dial her landlord's number.
"Why do you want to harm me! Why!"
As soon as the call was connected, Xiaoyou began to lose control, and all her grievances and fears turned into questions.
After experiencing such a horrific thing, a mental breakdown is inevitable, but now time is tight and precious opportunities cannot be wasted, so Han Fei took the phone directly from Xiao You's hand and asked inside: "The room you rented to Xiao You
What happened there? How did that hanged man appear?"
"This has nothing to do with me!" The landlord was definitely an insider. Before Han Fei asked in detail, he started to blame the blame in advance.
"When did it appear?"
"I am also a victim! I bought this house at a low price from a friend, but who knew that my friend cheated me? A former tenant in his house committed suicide, and the body was found after the smell. I heard from the neighbors
He said that when the police broke in, the tenant’s body was hanging and deformed, with his head and torso in a semi-detached state, and his neck being pulled long.” The landlord’s voice was full of horror.
"Why do you still want to rent out the haunted house!" Xiao You's body was trembling, not sure if it was because of anger or fear.
"I couldn't help it. I didn't want to rent that house at first. I just wanted to sell it at a low price. But who knew that when the house was empty, I would have nightmares every night, dreaming that there was a man hanging in the house?
On the bedside, his neck was stretched and his spine was exposed!" The landlord himself was also very scared: "I asked many people to exorcise ghosts, but to no avail. Later, a stranger with a pure black head took the initiative to join me.
He asked me and he said he had a way to help me."
"A stranger with a pure black avatar?" Han Fei instantly thought of the taxi driver. The driver killed nine passengers and held a resurrection ceremony for his child because he was bewitched by the stranger with a black avatar, and that person taught him
Driver's ceremony process.
"Yes, that person asked me to rent out the room. As long as nine different living people live in the haunted house, the evil spirit of the haunted house will be washed away by the yang energy, and the ghost will follow the last tenant and leave, no longer entangled.
"Me." The landlord has been suffering internally during these times and has been very scared.
"He asked you to do it and you did it? Do you know that this will kill other people?" Xiao Jia also shouted loudly. He didn't know whether others were killed, but he himself was implicated. Now
Life and death are unpredictable.
"I can't help it! I don't want to die either!" The landlord didn't know that Han Fei and the others were trapped in the ghost's apartment building. He thought that his affair was exposed and he would suffer retribution, so he actively cooperated.
"Do you know why the hanged man committed suicide? What was his obsession before he died?" Han Fei remembered what the clown said to him. It was because he helped the clown open his heart that the clown agreed to trade with him.
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Now Han Fei's idea is very simple. He wants to understand the hanged man's obsession and see if he can destroy the core of his resentment with "accompanying".
"It seemed like that person had been bullied since he was a child, and later took the blame at work. He chose the most extreme method without thinking about it. My friend checked the room when he checked in, and found that the person had left traces of hatred and hostility in many places in the room.
His eyes were filled with hatred for the words of the world, and in the end, everything he looked at seemed to be against him." The landlord felt that Han Fei seemed to be very professional, so he quickly told what he knew. After all, he didn't want to be hanged by that guy again.
Tangled.
"Then what he hates the most is the person who made him take the blame. Why didn't you try to trick his boss into entering the apartment building? Or you let him have sex with you and you went to find his boss at night?" Han Fei suggested.
The solution was still too advanced for ordinary people. The landlord didn't know what to say and didn't know how to answer.
The sound of chaotic footsteps came from upstairs, as if several people who had lost their minds were running wildly in the building, with a sense of oppression.
The landlord's information alone was not enough to deal with the hanged man. Han Fei took the time to ask again: "Think about it! When the tenant died, was there anything special left in the room or anything special happened?
matter?"
The reason why the boy's corpse turned into resentment was because of the resurrection ceremony. Now that the black avatar has taken the initiative to contact the landlord, Han Fei has reason to suspect that the hanged ghost may also be related to the black avatar.
"Well..." When Han Fei was about to lose his patience, the landlord finally remembered something: "Most people hang themselves by stepping on something like a chair, but that person stepped on a black jar. I heard from my friend that the jar contained
His old school uniform, pencil eraser, briefcase, stapler, empty coffee cup and other items."
"Jar? You just said that he was bullied when he was a child. Are the things in the jar related to him being bullied? It was the owner of those items that led him to death step by step and became the steps for him to hang himself?" Han Fei
The response was quick: "Did you throw away that jar?"
"My friend said he threw away the jar, but every time I have nightmares, I always dream about that jar. It seems to be still in the room." The landlord himself was also very distressed: "But I have been looking for it in the house for a long time and can't find it."
"How is your relationship with your friend?" Han Fei suddenly asked.
"He owed me a lot of money, and when he couldn't pay it back, he mortgaged his house to me. Frankly speaking, before I lent him the money, we had a very good relationship. Later, maybe because of the pressure, the relationship gradually faded away.
"Yes." The landlord sounded a little surprised: "You don't suspect that my friend deliberately wants to harm me, do you?"
"Every time you dream about the hanging man, is it always at the bedside?"
"I always hear the sound first, slowly coming into the bedroom from outside."
"The hanged man always appears outside the bedroom." Han Fei looked at Xiao You again: "Don't you often hear footsteps? Which room in the rental house did the sound first come from?"
"It seems to be the bathroom." Xiao You thought for a moment and said with certainty.
"The hanged ghost is still there. The landlord's friend probably lied. He probably didn't throw away the jar, but hid it in the bathroom." Han Fei made his own decision: "I'll find a way to hold him back later.
If you have a chance, go back to the bathroom on the seventh floor and take a look."
During the conversation, the three of them had already encountered the sound of footsteps, and the hanged man whose body had undergone tremendous changes appeared on the fourth floor.
The thin black mist lingered on the body like invisible tentacles. The hanged ghost's head was roughly inserted into the spine. Its body doubled in size, and all the wounds that Han Fei had slashed before were healed.
"Recovered so quickly?"
Holding the knife and standing in front, Han Fei stared at the hanged man moving in the corridor.
It was lying in the middle of the corridor like a giant insect, its slender legs were like dried meat, and its toes were standing on tiptoes, supporting most of its body.
Two more skinny hands grew on both sides of its ribs, with their fingernails covered with fragments of school uniforms. They grasped the stair railings and sealed off the corridor.
"It looks so scary. It turns out there is something that can make people scared from the bottom of their hearts just by seeing it." Xiao Jia's legs became weak and he instinctively wanted to run away, but he also knew that the corridor door was locked and he walked down.
It's a dead end.
"The jar that the hanged ghost stepped on is very important. I will fight for a chance for you later." Han Fei doesn't like gambling, but fate is often out of his control. In order to win the slightest chance, he must
Going to try desperately.
"Is it just the two of us?"
"And Xiaoyou's mother!" Before Han Fei could say anything more, the resentment monster had already rushed over. It crawled on the handrail of the stairs and almost hit Han Fei directly.
In order to prevent Xiao Jia and Xiao You from being hurt, Han Fei did not dodge backwards, but rushed forward.
A living person dares to draw a sword against a ghost. The courage to draw a sword alone exceeds that of many game participants.
"After the Hanged Man turned into a monster, he blocked the corridor and made it impossible for everyone to leave. I had to lead him into the room next to him so that Xiao Jia and the others could pass smoothly."
Suppressing the fear in his heart, Han Fei swung his knife and cut off the hanged man's head again. A normal person would definitely die with such a knife, but the hanged man was not affected at all. The arm wrapped in black mist directly pinched Han Fei's neck.
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After dodging, Han Fei discovered that he was very good at close combat and his reaction speed was astonishingly fast.
"The corridor space is too narrow. It's definitely not possible to keep avoiding. I want to attack!"
Holding on tight, Han Fei suddenly felt a tightness in his neck before he could make a second cut, and then a strong sense of suffocation came. His neck seemed to be tied up with something, and a force directly lifted him up.
Han Fei looked down and saw the hanged man's head falling on the steps. The strange man opened his mouth wide, and a thin black mist spit out from his mouth and connected with the broken neck, condensing into a black hemp rope.
He strangled Han Fei's neck.
Without any further control, Han Fei was lifted up by the black mist rope and his feet left the ground.
In the eyes of the hanged man, Han Fei's desperate struggle was like a fish biting the hook, and all resistance was in vain.
His face turned purple, and Han Fei's neck was deformed by the strangulation. He wanted to chop the black mist around his neck, but his hands were grabbed by the Hanged Man, who wanted to watch Han Fei be hanged alive.
At the critical moment, a sickly cat jumped out of the backpack behind Xiao Jia and pounced on the hanged man's head. The nine black lines on its body temporarily blocked the black fog, but it also paid a heavy price.
The wound on the cat's body burst open instantly, and a large amount of black blood flowed out of its small body.
"Han Fei!" Only then did Xiao Jia react. He hurriedly took out a mirror from his backpack, shouted Han Fei's name to encourage himself, and rushed to the hanging man with the mirror in hand.
The mirror with the birth date of the boy's body written on it is really effective against ordinary ghosts, but the effect on resentment is not that obvious. It only restrains part of the black fog.
Ugly Cat and Xiao Jia created opportunities for Han Fei. He caught the Hanged Man's distraction and hit the Hanged Man's body with a knife.
Living people cannot touch ghosts, but Han Fei seems to be an exception. When he wanted to push the hanged ghost into the room on the fourth floor, his hands seemed to be connected to his soul. At that moment, he felt that his hands were not only touching
When I arrived at the Hanged Ghost, I also felt the other person's memory and resentful heart.
The Hanged Man never thought that a living person could touch him. His sealed memory was pushed forward, and his soul fell backwards with Han Fei at the door of a room on the fourth floor.
"Go to the seventh floor quickly! Dig three feet into the ground to find the jar!"
"Okay!" Xiao Jia also knew that they couldn't kill the hanged man completely now, so he dragged Xiao You and ran upstairs as fast as possible.
Han Fei also wanted to leave, but his arms were still held by the Hanged Man.
"Every wrongdoer has his debtor! I can help you bring your enemy here!" Han Fei persuaded with great seriousness. His voice seemed to have some kind of special power, but that kind of power was of no use to the hanged man. After all, he
His head is still outside the door.
As a cat meowed, Han Fei saw a terrifying scene. The hanged man's head shook away the blood-covered black cat. It seemed to be hung in the air by a black thread, with its eyes wide open.
Eyes full of whites!
"No! It seems like it doesn't dare to come in!"
Han Fei's back had no protection. The head could have rushed in and bit Han Fei's defenseless body, but the opponent did not do that.
"My bet was right, there are other ghosts in this room!"
Han Fei didn't want to think about what would happen in the future, nor was he able to think about it. He had to get out of the current predicament first.
The hanged man grabbed Han Fei, and Han Fei also used his own hands to hold the other man, as if they were going to die together.
While one person and one ghost were torturing each other, strange changes appeared on the TV screen in the living room.
Black and white snowflakes flashed, and a wooden house appeared on the blurry TV screen. In the house was a lonely little girl in red, who was playing jigsaw puzzles with the bodies of living people. She tried again and again to put people together, but she couldn't.
No matter what she did, she couldn't put the corpses together into a whole.
The bloody and terrifying scene was so shocking that Han Fei's mind seemed to have been pricked by a needle. Another small loophole appeared in the black curtain that blocked his memory.
"Human body puzzle?"
At the same time that Han Fei had this idea, the girl in red sitting among the corpses seemed to sense something. She slowly turned her head and looked at the place where Han Fei was in the TV cabin.
The blurry little girl stood up from a pile of corpses. She was wearing clothes that were dripping blood, and walked towards the TV screen step by step, as if she was preparing to walk out of the screen!
"That kid looks so familiar!"
The noise on the TV became more and more harsh, and the pace of the little girl in red became faster and faster. The last time she was still in the wooden house, the next moment she was very close to the screen. Another second passed, and there was a picture of the girl looking ferocious and crazy.
His face was directly pressed against the TV screen!
Her bloodshot and desperate eyes stared at Han Fei, as if she was ready to eat Han Fei into her stomach.
This chapter has been completed!