"Did you find anything?" Li Guoer and Xiao Jia both felt that Han Fei's mood seemed a little wrong.
"Nothing, I just feel strange why the style of this unfinished script is different from other scripts." Han Fei's fingers touched the eyes of the paper man: "Is she really dead?"
"Brother, we were discussing the sedan ghost, why did you suddenly talk about other things?" Xiao Jia didn't quite understand.
"Every time I come to Xingfu Community, I will become strange, and my whole person will be different from before. The evil spirit in my heart will slowly calm down, and my sensibility will overcome my reason, and I will think about things that I would never think about at ordinary times." Han Fei put the paper man into the paper mannequin.
He held his eyes in the palm of his hand and refused to let go.
"Maybe it's because your home is really here. Haven't you forgotten everything in the past? Let's go in together at dawn and see if we can help you recall anything." Li Guoer and Han Fei haven't been in contact for long, but
But she was really doing good for Han Fei, and unknowingly she regarded Han Fei as a very important person.
"Okay, let's wait until dawn." Han Fei didn't want to bring Li Guoer and Xiao Jia into a desperate situation.
"Actually, we should really feel lucky. We were very lucky tonight and we didn't encounter any evil intentions." Li Guoer sat in the driver's seat and sighed with emotion: "Usually, I would find a place to hide as soon as midnight passes, for fear of being caught.
I realized that I was worse than a rat in the gutter, but I didn’t expect that now I dare to drive on the street and even have more than 20 points.”
"I will help you pass the customs." Han Fei said this again.
"Do you really not regret it? If the reward after clearing the level is to realize a wish, are you willing to give me such an opportunity?" Li Guoer knew very well that he could get so many points only because of Han Fei, so there were some questions
She wanted to ask clearly.
"Don't think so wonderfully. Maybe there will be no reward after clearing the level, but it will make you lose your memory?" Han Fei didn't want to deceive Li Guoer.
"If it's punishment, I'll admit it. If you can get a lot of benefits, I won't forget you." Li Guoer spoke handsomely. She has always been a very cheerful girl.
"And me?" Xiao Jia raised his hand, but the taxi fell into silence at this time.
"I just feel like you're targeting me..."
"I will also give you a reward." Han Fei stopped continuing the topic, hid his companionship in his sleeves, sat in the car, closed his eyes and rested.
The first ray of sunlight shone on the horizon, the darkness slowly faded, and Han Fei and the others successfully survived the night.
"Number zero zero..."
The voice in the back of his mind sounded, and Han Fei couldn't wait to open the car door: "Let's go in and have a look together. This neighborhood shouldn't be so scary during the day."
Breathing the fresh air, Han Fei stretched. After dawn, the suffocating tension disappeared, and everything returned to normal.
"It's strange that the paper money and flowers on the ground are still there? Isn't this an illusion?" Xiao Jia pointed to the passage between Building 1 and Building 10. The place where the sedan chair passed last night was full of paper money, and there were also things on both sides of the passage.
There are strands of white wax on it.
"The flower girl last night seemed to be standing near the white wax." Han Fei picked up a piece of white wax and said, "The unburnt white wax on the ground actually gave me a very familiar feeling."
"Don't touch these things." Li Guoer parked the car, and the three of them entered the Xingfu Community again at dawn.
They walked through the passage between the two apartment buildings and stood in front of Xingfu Apartment Building No. 1.
The dark red sky has returned to normal. At this time, the community looks very dilapidated and old, as if no one has lived in it for a long time.
"I didn't expect there to be such a dilapidated residential area in the city." When Xiao Jia came in for the first time, he didn't realize the seriousness of the matter. He only thought that this community was very ordinary.
"The white wax was placed all the way to the door of Building No. 1. It felt like it was guiding a spirit to guide the way. Did the big sedan chair last night go directly into this building?" Li Guoer stood next to Han Fei, looking nervous.
"It should be here." Han Fei took off his mask. He looked at the old building in front of him. He could no longer remain calm and strode into the building.
"What does it mean to marry a ghost? Can a living person marry a ghost and go home?" Xiao Jia followed Han Fei. He was full of questions: "Did the big sedan we saw last night marry a man in this building? Or
Can this be done?"
Han Fei paid no attention to Xiao Jia's thoughts. He took steps forward. Even the height between the steps was familiar to him, as if he had gone up and down here countless times.
"My home is really here?"
Everything is familiar and everything is strange. This is the most painful thing for people with amnesia.
Reaching out to touch the graffiti and words on the wall, Han Fei walked to the third floor before stopping.
An old man with a wrinkled face was holding a broom and sweeping up the white wax placed at the door of his house. He was still cursing in a low voice: "I get sick every day, why don't I send him to the hospital? If he drags it further, he won't
Crazy, I’m going crazy.”
"Old man, are you a resident of this building?" Han Fei had a sharp knife hidden in his sleeve. He was actually planning to ask the old man if he was a human or a ghost.
"Nonsense, I don't live here, why do I have to come here to sweep the floor?" The old man was very old and had a bad temper: "I am really unlucky enough to live in this miserable place."
"Uncle, did you make these candles on the ground? Burning so much white wax...can easily cause a fire." Han Fei didn't deliberately perform, but anyone who saw him would think that he was just like a community service worker.
"What the heck! These candles were all placed by that fool on the fifth floor!"
"Residents on the fifth floor?" Han Fei became interested: "There must be a reason for him to do this, right?"
"You may not believe it if I tell you. There used to be a couple living on the fifth floor. Then they had a car accident. The woman died on the spot and the man became a vegetative state." The old man grabbed the broom and started talking directly in the corridor: "
The man was an orphan and had no parents. He worked hard on his own and saved a lot of money. After he became a vegetative state, distant relatives and people from the orphanage who had rarely contacted him took turns taking care of him."
"Isn't this quite warm?"
"Warmth?" The old man smiled coldly: "The distant relatives and the nursing home nurse who received the news were all after his money, and neither party had the intention to take good care of him. The two sides even fought over the right to take care of him alone.
"
"Then who will take care of him in the end?" Han Fei was a little curious.
"The distant relative won the battle." The old man sighed: "That family looked like a dog, but in fact they were very bad. They didn't treat the vegetative person as a human being at all."
"No one cares about them?"
"The key is that no one knows! On the surface, his distant relatives are polite to everyone and think he is a nice person, but who would have thought that after the family took over the house, they began to torture the man constantly, covering all the fleshy places.
It’s needle holes, there are a lot of bruises on the body, and people are thrown to the ground at every turn. These are just the things we know, and the things we don’t know are definitely more terrifying, and we don’t dare to think about them in detail.” The old man still frowned when he thought of these.
Tight wrinkles.
"Then how did you know about this later? Were his distant relatives arrested by the police?"
"Catch? His distant relatives are all dead!" The old man's voice was low, and there seemed to be a whooshing cold wind blowing in the corridor.
"On the night of his girlfriend's first seven days, all the relatives who tortured the man were killed. Each death was more miserable than the last. When the police came, they said they had not encountered such a horrific case for a long time."
No one dared to answer, and the old man continued talking to himself: "I heard from the police that when they entered, the whole room was full of dead people, and only the vegetative man was smiling on his face. Do you dare to think? A person who has lost all his expressions.
A vegetative person can actually laugh?"
"It's indeed quite bizarre." Han Fei nodded.
"No one knows what happened. Everyone guessed that his girlfriend came back to life, and then they happened to see the group of people torturing the man, so they killed everyone in a fit of anger." The old man shook his head: "What a ghost.
Just listen to the stuff, and don’t talk nonsense everywhere.”
"What happened next? How did the man do?"
"Dead. He died the same night when the police came. It is said that he was smiling and looking somewhere until he died." After the old man finished speaking, he was ready to continue cleaning.
"Since the man is dead, who placed these candles? Has a new tenant moved in on the fifth floor?" Han Fei was even more curious about this. In this weird city, certain rituals are not allowed.
Dare to hold it casually.
"Yes." The old man nodded: "Everyone wanted to stay away from such a haunted house and move out as soon as possible, but a lunatic bought the haunted house and went crazy in that house every night!"
