Xie Xingyin suddenly remembered that Jia Ming was the last one to come back last night and was acting sneakily.

Is that the smear of red paint on his clothes?

"Brother, what do you think that ladder is for?" Xiao Lu crossed his arms and suddenly said.

There is such a big ladder in front of you, it must not be for decoration.

Xie Xingyin subconsciously raised his head. The place was as narrow and depressing as an old square coffin, with them all buried inside. The ceiling was only over two meters high, and Xie Xingyin could touch it with just a raise of his hand.

He tentatively groped along the corner for a while, and sure enough he found that a piece of ceiling in the corner was loose.

He reached out and knocked, and a crisp echo came from behind the wooden board.

"Here." Xie Xingyin carefully removed the partition, and dust fell from the ceiling.

A square hole is exposed in the white ceiling, leading to the attic above.

Xie Xingyin pulled Xiao Lu back a little, then took two steps forward and shined a flashlight into the attic. It was still dark inside, and the visible range of the lighting was very limited.

Xie Xingyin moved the ladder from the corner and asked Xiao Lu to hold it for him.

"I'll go up and take a look first. You can help me hold the ladder below."

The wooden ladder was quite old and creaked when stepped on. Xie Xingyin held the flashlight in his mouth and climbed up carefully.

The sticky feel of the paint was a bit disgusting, so Xie Xingyin ignored it as much as possible.

The light in the attic was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers. Xie Xingyin held a flashlight in his mouth and carefully reached his upper body along the ladder.

As soon as he tilted his head, Xie Xingyin's heart suddenly sank.

He saw a pale face less than ten centimeters away from him, with the tips of their noses almost touching.

Xie Xingyin was startled by this sudden and terrifying scene, and the hand holding on to the ladder shook and almost let go.

It was a dead man's head, with vicious eyes staring at him.

Xie Xingyin said "fuck" in his heart.

This shitty apartment doesn't have anything from the outside world.

Fortunately, the intimidating feeling of this kind of visual impact is very short-lived, and at most it can achieve the effect of "scaring people".

After coming back to his senses, Xie Xingyin realized that it was just a dead head that could not move, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He took a photo with his flashlight and felt that the face looked familiar.

It's not an ordinary look. The wild hairstyle on the top of his head seems to be shouting "Who else would it be?"

Xie Xingyin heard his own voice sounding a little deeper: "The body of Cockscomb Tou has been found."

I don’t know who brought it here, and they deliberately placed their head towards the hole, as if they knew someone would come up.

Xie Xingyin was made very uncomfortable by this strong sense of malice.

Putting aside the human-faced dog that he had never seen before, the first person that came to Xie Xingyin's mind was Jia Ming. If Jia Ming had already entered this secret room yesterday, then what exactly did he hide?

What?

Xie Xingyin clearly asked Xiao Lu to stay below and wait for him, but unexpectedly he turned around and found that Xiao Lu had already come up. Xie Xingyin couldn't drive him down anymore, so he waved to him and asked him to come over to his side.

The body of Cockscomb Head had been exposed to the air for too long, and the smell was a bit unpleasant. Xie Xingyin covered his nose with his sleeves, looked around with a flashlight, and found that the space on the top floor of the attic was quite large, almost three to four hundred square meters.

It was gloomy, windowless, dark and damp, and filled with a musty smell that had never seen sunlight all year round.

There are no partition walls in the entire attic, only load-bearing walls and a few pillars support it, giving an unobstructed view of the open space.

There were a lot of furniture piled messily in this huge attic, and even the freezer and kitchen looked very old. The broken wardrobe door in the corner was shaky, and the quilts on the bed were piled up in a mess.

The flashlight swept across the window, and Xie Xingyin saw a ball of hair. When he took a closer look, he found that there was a wig thrown on the bed.

The more Xie Xingyin looked at it, the more ominous he felt. Everything here seemed to confirm that there were still people living here in the near future.

They'd better leave quickly.

"Lao Xie, Lao Xie?" Liang Xin's shout came from downstairs, followed by the sound of stepping on the escalator.

This old Liang was also a coward at heart. He was so frightened when he was left alone in a bloodstained room outside that he even got in to look for them.

Xie Xingyin responded, and soon Lao Liang came up.

As soon as he climbed up, he was so frightened by the comb-headed head that he almost jumped up, sat down on the ground and screamed.

Xie Xingyin ignored his fuss, pulled a piece of sheet from the closet, and wrapped Cockscomb Head's body.

The state of the corpse that had been exposed to the air for two days was really not good to look at. Xie Xingyin insisted on taking it back, not entirely out of sympathy.

If the human-faced dog really eats people, and there are no other living creatures in this completely enclosed apartment, it will come out and attack people.

It is much more suitable to use the carcass of a cockscomb head as bait than a living person.

Xie Xingyin asked Liang Xin to go to the entrance and look at the wind. He and Xiao Lu knelt on the ground and packed the cockscomb's body tightly. When he was about to carry it, he suddenly saw Liang Xin coming back with a strange expression.

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"Old Liang, what's wrong?" Xie Xingyin asked him through lip language.

Liang Xin looked panicked and pointed at their feet.

It was very quiet in the attic. I held my breath and heard the sound of something being dragged. It came from under their feet. The three of them are here, so who is downstairs?

Xie Xingyin's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately extinguished the flashlight, stared at the direction of the ladder with vigilance, held Xiao Lu's hand and took half a step back. But Lao Liang's two calves were shaking like chaff, and he could hardly stand.

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As soon as the flashlight went out, the entire closed attic fell into darkness again, leaving only the pale moonlight coming through the small window.

The three of them slowly retreated to the corner. The dragging sound still did not stop, and it became clearer in the darkness. They heard the sound getting closer and closer, and finally stopped abruptly at the ladder in the corner.

It was quiet downstairs for a moment, wondering if the other party noticed anything unusual.

Human beings are always full of fear of unknown things. Xie Xingyin didn't know what it was and subconsciously wanted to hide.

But the hiding places in the attic were very limited. In the huge attic, the only places that could hide the three of them alive were the closet and the bottom of the bed.

Xie Xingyin chose the wardrobe without much hesitation. Firstly, the wardrobe was cleaner than under the bed, and secondly, it had a shelter.

Xie Xingyin pushed Xiao Lu into the closet, then he got in gently, and smoothly pulled Lao Liang in, whose legs and feet were weak.

There was a damp smell in the narrow wardrobe. Xie Xingyin kicked aside the damp clothes at his feet to make a clear space.

But soon, he realized that hiding in the closet was never a good idea.

The broken cabinet door could not be closed tightly, and it felt like it would fall down at any time. Xie Xingyin and Lao Liang had no choice but to hold the two broken cabinet doors with their hands.

"Dong dong dong——" the footsteps sounded again.

Xie Xingyin tensed his back against the wooden board of the wardrobe and held his breath.

Something came up the ladder.

The vague outline of the hairy moon was embedded in the narrow window, and the white light hit the ground coldly, like the disinfection lamp in a hospital morgue.

Xie Xingyin quietly looked out through the gap. Through the moonlight, he saw a white hand reaching up, with clearly defined fingers.

The white shadow flashed past.

After a while, something stepped onto the attic.

Xie Xingyin read the information and found that this apartment was built in the 20s or 30s and was a bit old. The wooden boards in the attic were not very strong and would tremble and creak if something slightly heavier stepped on them.

In the dark closet, Xie Xingyin felt Xiao Lu leaning a little closer to him.

The twelve or thirteen-year-old boy was already tall and taller than Xie Xingyin's shoulders. Afraid that he would scream, Xie Xingyin held the cabinet door with one hand and gently covered his mouth with the other.

Lu obediently let him cover her, and Xie Xingyin felt as if he moved the corner of his mouth and snickered.

The footsteps on the attic kept coming, slowly approaching from the ladder, moving all the way to the bed, and then stopped.

Xie Xingyin wiped away the cold sweat.

Fortunately, fortunately, they are not hiding under the bed now.

There was a rustling noise beside the bed. The thing groped under the bed for a while, but failed to find its target and left angrily.

Xie Xingyin heard it turning towards the body of Cockscomb Head. The footsteps walked all the way to the body of Cockscomb Head. He circled the body a few times. He probably found that the body had been moved and made a strange howling sound.

stand up.

Its cry was really unpleasant, like crying and laughing at the same time, which made people's hair stand on end. Xie Xingyin's teeth were sore and he broke out in a cold sweat. He couldn't help but want to cover his ears with his hands.

The monster seemed to know that there was an intruder and wandered around the huge attic.

The separated corpses of Cockscomb Head were still lying on the ground. The corpses that had been dead for two days had a strong fishy smell, which well covered up the aura of living people they left behind.

The monster was like a blind man in the room, passing by the closet door several times, looking around without finding anything, and finally returned to the cockscomb's body.

Hearing him walk away, the three people hiding in the cabinet breathed a sigh of relief.

Lao Liang was so nervous that his face turned blue. He stretched his neck and panted, with beads of sweat hanging on his forehead and the tip of his nose. He just took a breath, but he didn't know what he heard, and his face turned pale again.

There was a chewing sound in the darkness that made the hair stand on end, as if someone was chewing something crispy and delicious. Xie Xingyin could hear that it was sharp teeth gnawing at the bones.

It's eating.
To be continued...