Chen Ge looked through the crack in the door and looked into the room. Even though he had Yin Pupil, he still couldn't see clearly.
I listened carefully, but there was no sound in the house, and the whole building was eerily quiet.
"What a weird feeling."
Bowls of white rice placed in empty residential buildings will make anyone feel uncomfortable if they look at them.
"This building doesn't seem to be prepared for living people." Chen Ge looked away. He was well-informed and guessed based on his existing experience.
"If it's not for the living, how can it be for the dead?" Xiao Sun covered his lower back. He got in between Wen Qing and Chen Ge, and looked in other directions from time to time, as if someone could sneak in there at any time.
Something terrible happened.
"There is a yang house, and there is a yin house. There is nothing strange about preparing a place for the dead." Chen Ge looked at Wen Qing: "We are now in Jiuhong Community. What is the difference between Jiuhong Community and Jinhua Community in your impression?"
"There is no difference. Jinhua Community was built a few years later than Jiuhong Community, that's all." Wen Qing recalled.
"Think carefully and don't miss anything." The problem in Jiuhong Community is obviously much bigger than that in Jinhua Community. Although Jinhua Community is dangerous, there are still people there, and the residential buildings in Jiuhong Community are basically dead silent.
"Jiuhong Community is the earliest community built in the old city. The houses are very old and there are often problems with the houses themselves. There are almost no tenants now. I rarely bring people over to view the houses."
"What's wrong with the house itself?"
"Water leakage, poor lighting, noise, etc."
"There are only a few tenants, why is there so much noise?" Chen Ge asked, leaving Wen Qing speechless.
"This... our company is not too clear about it. At that time, the boss went to check and couldn't find the source of the noise, and then the matter dropped."
"Your company is really bold. I wonder if you are also doing business with dead people?" Chen Ge has been to the real Jiuhong Community. Even in the daytime, the place was gloomy.
"Don't make this joke, we are a serious agency." Wen Qing's face turned pale, and she seemed to suddenly remember something: "The first batch of household heads in Jiuhong Community have all moved away, and the company doesn't know exactly who they are.
For some reason, many of them left without saying goodbye and we couldn't contact them at all, so most of the houses in Jiuhong Community are still empty, and the lack of tenants is also related to this."
“Didn’t those heads of households who moved away come back?”
"No, many of them left overnight and didn't even take the furniture in the house with them."
"Do you think they are moving?" Chen Ge was speechless.
"Once these weird things are publicized, who will dare to rent their house? At least I will never!" Xiao Sun covered his lower back, he was one of the victims.
"Now I am somewhat interested in the boss of your agency. What kind of person dares to take over Jinhua Community and Jiuhong Community? I remember that the name of your company is Jiuhong Agency. Does he have anything to do with Jiuhong Community?
Relationship?" Chen Ge wanted to ask clearly before starting to explore.
"Our boss is very powerful. His surname is Jiang. He has many industries, not only in Hanjiang but also in Xinhai. Jiuhong Agency Company was founded by him a long time ago and is completely in a state of overstocking. Unless the company is about to be unable to survive, he will
Invest a sum of money." In Wen Qing's words, their boss is a very powerful person.
"Jiuhong Agency has been losing money, why does he insist on maintaining this shabby place? Does he know some secrets?" Chen Ge looked at Wen Qing: "What's your boss's name?"
"Jiang Jiu, he is also one of the major shareholders of Dongjiao Virtual Future Park, and has cooperated with many companies."
"Jiang Jiu?!" Hearing this name, Chen Ge finally understood. The so-called Jiuhong Agency is the conspiracy of Jiang Jiu and Mingtai. In the past ten years, they have probably been screening tenants and placing them
Some tenants are arranged in fixed rooms.
Thinking about it this way, maybe the boss of Jinhua Company is also related to the underworld fetus, and the landlord gradually became sick under the bewitchment of the underworld fetus.
"Boss Jiang is a very nice person. He was the one who let me work here in the first place and helped me find a place to live so that I could have my own home." Wen Qing had a good impression of Jiang Jiu, but she didn't understand all the things in life.
The price of a gift has already been secretly marked.
All the threads are connected in series. Jiuhong Community is prepared for Xiang Nuan. This place should be used to cultivate the child who is most suitable to become a ghost fetus.
"Does that old fox who built a virtual future paradise in Hanjiang also mean a ghost fetus? Or maybe he learned some secrets through a ghost fetus, so he wanted to build a paradise in Hanjiang?" Chen Ge had already mentioned Jiang Jiu's name.
Keeping it in mind, he had no intention of doing anything to Jiang Jiu. He just wanted to be friends with Jiang Jiu after he left this door: "Since the other party can cooperate with the ghost fetus, then he will also cooperate with me.
Maybe. No matter what, I have to fight for it and listen to his thoughts."
After figuring out these things, Chen Ge had a completely new understanding of the community in front of him. Xiang Nuan was different from other children, at least in Ming Fei's mind.
"We've stayed here long enough, let's get ready to go upstairs."
There is no door lock installed in the corridor, but the black fog outside cannot spread in. It seems that every building is protected by some special power.
"There must be the remains of a rag doll here too."
Chen Ge led Wen Qing and Xiao Sun to the second floor. This floor looked even more shabby, with paper money scattered on the ground and a white lucky ticket posted on the corner of the corridor.
"It's not like every household is having a funeral. Why is there a bowl of white rice at the door of every house? Who is this rice for?"
The chopsticks were inserted in the middle of the rice, neither sided nor tilted, and it was not clear whether they were for people inside or outside the room.
Compared with the first floor, there is not much difference between the second floor and the first floor except that there is an extra word "福" in the corridor. Even the scratches on the door are similar.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! To be cautious, Chen Ge pushed the doors one by one.
All the doors in Jiuhong Community are made of wood. Some of the locks are loose, and the gap between the door panel and the door frame is very large.
From left to right, the numbers of the households on the second floor are 201 to 204 respectively.
Chen Ge didn't feel anything when he pushed the door of room 201, but when he pushed the door of room 203, he realized something was wrong.
When he pushed the door hard, the door panel didn't move at all. When he stopped pushing for a while, the door panel vibrated slightly.
It was like when he pushed the door open, there was someone inside the door pushing hard against the door. After he left, the person inside the door slowly released his strength.
Taking out the Skull Crusher from his backpack, Chen Ge touched the door handle of Room 204.
This door is very old. The door is covered with muddy fingerprints of children and scratches that are not very obvious. There is also a two-centimeter gap between the bottom of the door panel and the ground. The entire door is very loose and it seems difficult to close tightly.
"You two don't come over here yet, watch the corridor, don't let anyone cut off our escape."
After Chen Ge finished speaking, he slowly walked to the door panel. He reached out and pushed the bowl on the ground to the side. Halfway through the push, he suddenly fell down on the ground and looked inside along the gap under the door panel!
The white eyes flashed past, and the black hair disappeared from under the door.
"There's someone!" Chen Ge wasn't sure if it was the tenant in the building. His consciousness told him that what he just saw was not a person, or even something woven from memory.
"Brother, please don't be startled, okay?" Xiao Sun was so frightened that he jumped up and pulled the wound on his back, grinning in pain.
"Quiet, don't talk." Chen Ge stood up again. He took out the comic book from his backpack, took a look at it, and then slowly tightened his grip on the skull-crushing hammer.
The employee hasn't woken up yet, but a "ghost" has appeared in the building. Now it's the situation he hates the most.
"Da da da……"
While Chen Ge was thinking, a strange sound came from the corridor, as if a child was running inside the building. The sound quickly disappeared.
"It should be coming from the top floor, should we go over and have a look?" Xiao Sun's face was full of reluctance, but he still said it.
"Don't worry, take it step by step. If the roof is very dangerous, we won't have anywhere to escape." Chen Ge did not choose to leave. He grabbed the door handle and shook it hard a few times. After finding that the door could not be opened, he aimed at the door.
Kick the lock away!
"Bang!"
The door opened in response, but the man lying under the door was nowhere to be seen.
"No offense intended, please forgive me." Chen Ge slowly entered the room with a skull-crushing hammer: "Be careful not to touch the bowl of rice next to you."
This is the first time Chen Ge has entered a room in Jiuhong Community. The building area is much smaller than that in Jinhua Community. The house is also extremely dilapidated and does not look like it is inhabited at all.
"Chen Ge, look at this." Wen Qing pointed to the wall calendar behind the door, with crosses drawn on it with a red pen. It looked very ferocious: "There is no year on the wall calendar, and most of it is missing, but there are a few days.
There are words written on it..."
There was no light in the room, so Wen Qing held up her mobile phone for lighting. When she put her face to the calendar, she suddenly screamed.
"What's wrong?"
"Yes, there is hair." Wen Qing's cell phone fell to the ground, and the light shone on the faces of Chen Ge and Xiao Sun, making their faces turn white.
"I'm sorry." Wen Qing apologized and quickly picked up her phone, but she didn't know why. The scene just now always appeared in her mind. Chen Ge and Xiao Sun's faces turned pale and they stared at her standing at the door.
: "They seem to be the same kind of people..."
Xiao Sun was walking around the house without paying attention, but Chen Ge heard what Wen Qing said just now. He looked at Wen Qing's trembling shoulders and did not pass by.
"Be careful not to stay too far away from me. The three of us must be in each other's sight at the same time." After Chen Ge finished speaking, he began to look for clues in the living room. Xiao Sun entered the kitchen, while Wen Qing held on to the wall and slowly
He slowly approached the bedroom.
The wooden bed was covered with moldy quilts, which seemed to be bulging with something wrapped in them.
The bed was against the wall, with white mosquito nets hung at the corners.
"I also have a mosquito net at home. When Xiang Nuan saw the mosquito net for the first time, he refused to go in and cried and fussed." Thinking of Xiang Nuan, Wen Qing's heart slowly calmed down. She entered the bedroom and opened the closet next to it.
.
There were several pieces of clothes that were badly infested with insects hanging in a dilapidated cabinet.
"I've never seen anything like this before. Is it a cheongsam?" She reached into the closet to take off one and have a look.
Her fingertips touched the clothes, and Wen Qing was about to take them out with force, when suddenly five fingers stretched out from somewhere in the closet and grabbed her hand!
Her face instantly turned pale, and before Wen Qing could even scream, the hand disappeared.
"Chen..." Wen Qing wanted to speak, but she suddenly found that she could not speak. She slowly looked down and found a pair of pale hands strangling her neck.
There was an abnormal noise in the wardrobe only a few centimeters away from Wen Qing. The clothes hanging together were slowly squeezed open, and black hair seeped out from the gaps in the clothes. Then a pale face slowly pushed the clothes away, and a
Get closer.
Unable to speak, Wen Qing's body was slowly pulled towards the closet by those hands. Wen Qing saw her own frightened and twisted face reflected in those eyes full of white.
"Bang!"
Just when her body was about to be dragged into the closet, the closet door was slammed shut.
Opening her eyes, Wen Qing was startled. Only then did she realize that she was just standing in front of the closet, holding the door with both hands.
"Are you okay?" Chen Ge dragged the skull-crushing hammer into the bedroom.
"It's okay." Wen Qing shook her head. She was not sure whether what she saw just now was an illusion or something that really happened. Ever since she entered the black mist, she felt something was wrong with her body, such as those heads in the black mist.
, it seems that only you can see it.
"You don't look like you're okay." Chen Ge pressed Wen Qing's shoulders: "Don't hide anything, tell me everything you know."
There are similar scenes in many horror movies. Someone feels something is not right, but if you ask him, he will not tell you. This is a big hidden danger. Chen Ge will never let such a thing happen to him.
So once an abnormality is discovered, he must get to the bottom of it.
Under Chen Ge's insistence, Wen Qing finally told the truth: "I seemed to have opened the wardrobe in a trance just now, and there was a pale face hidden inside. His eyes were all white, and they squeezed out of his clothes bit by bit.
His hands grabbed my neck and I couldn't call for help."
"Only the whites of your eyes?" Chen Ge nodded.
"Do you have any idea?"
"No, I just think his scary method is worth learning." Chen Ge looked at the closet next to him: "Let's call him the closet ghost for now. Is it still in this closet?"
"I guess so."
"What did you just do?"
"As soon as I opened the door and put my hand between my clothes, it appeared."
Before Wen Qing finished speaking, she saw Chen Ge opening the wardrobe and reaching into the clothes.
"Like this?"
"kindness."
"But why hasn't it come out yet?" Chen Ge fiddled with the clothes in the closet. Instead of waiting for the closet ghost, he found something in the pockets of those ragged clothes.
He found several torn sheets with blood written all over them.