"Is the murderer that rag doll again? Were all the people in this building killed by that rag doll?" Wen Qing also saw the content on the yellow paper: "Why did that monster do this?"
"Why?" Chen Ge turned back and stared into Wen Qing's eyes. He thought for a moment, but still did not tell what happened between Mingtai and Xiang Nuan.
Wen Qing didn't know that the monster in her mouth was actually related to Xiang Nuan.
As the three of them stood by the bed and communicated, changes slowly began to appear in the bedroom.
The empty human figure on the bed sheet is slowly sinking downwards, as if there is a person lying on the bed.
The stain was moving, and a child's handprint appeared on the bed sheet, and the handprint moved closer to Wen Qing along the bed sheet.
Chen Ge and the other three were standing beside the bed, but the handprint had a soft spot for Wen Qing.
"Don't move."
The handprint finally stopped in front of Wen Qing. The room was eerily quiet, and everyone held their breath.
"I feel like there is a person standing in front of me." After more than ten seconds, Wen Qing said, her eyes full of horror: "Really, there is something standing in front of me!"
Taking out the skull-crushing hammer, Chen Ge stared at the sheets in front of Wen Qing. The child's palm prints stayed in place.
"ah!"
Without any warning, Wen Qing suddenly screamed. She backed away suddenly and hit the wall.
At the same time, the child's handprints on the sheets began to move again, quickly crawling towards the window.
"Someone touched my face just now, and his hand was very cold!" Wen Qing's expression didn't look like she was lying.
"Can you feel its existence?" Chen Ge used Yin Eyes, but to no avail. He didn't expect Wen Qing to be able to sense the other party.
"Yes, I can't see, I can't hear, and I don't smell any strange smell, but I just feel like there is a person standing in front of me!" This kind of terrifying experience is something that few people have experienced. At this time, Wen Qing was
Terrified: "Can't you feel it? Why did it focus on me? Does it think of me as its mother? Just like the two women who were killed just now?"
"You are unique to it." Chen Ge didn't know whether to tell Wen Qing about the fetus: "Since you left Building A of Jinhua Community, you have been seeing and sensing strange things.
Including the head floating in the black mist, and the owner of the child’s fingerprint just now..."
"Xiao Sun saw it before. Didn't he say that there was someone following our team?" Wen Qing slowly calmed down. She gently touched her face and covered the place where she felt strange just now.
"He is a tenant inside the door. It is normal to see strange things. You are from outside the door, but you see much more than what he and I see. This is a bit strange." Chen Ge was not doubtful.
Wen Qing did something bad. He just couldn't figure out one question: why is there no Wen Qing in the world behind Xiang Nuan's door?
The world behind the door is woven based on the memory of the door opener. This weaving process is beyond the control of the door opener. People with deeper memories are more likely to appear.
All the neighbors in Jinhua Community showed up. As Xiang Nuan's mother, Wen Qing had no reason not to appear in the world inside the door.
Did Xiang Nuan send Wen Qing inside the door to the outside? Or did Ming Fei kill or control Wen Qing inside the door in order to achieve his own goal?
"What are you thinking about?" Wen Qing saw that Chen Ge had not spoken for a long time and asked. The only person she believed now was Chen Ge.
"If one day you find that your child is actually completely different from what you imagined, will you still love him?" Chen Geruo said pointedly.
"Of course, no matter what he becomes, he will still be my child." Wen Qing said firmly without any hesitation.
"Even if he turns into the monster you were afraid of just now?" When Chen Ge said this, he kept looking at Wen Qing and paying attention to the changes in Wen Qing's expression.
"Even if he turns into a monster, it won't change the fact that he is my child." Wen Qing was a little confused: "Why do you always ask weird questions? Do you suspect that Xiang Nuan is the monster in the building? Impossible!
You haven’t had any contact with him, but he is actually a really good kid.”
"Well, I believe he is a very good child." Chen Ge saw the first memory of the underworld fetus in Fang Yu's world. In the horror house in the western suburbs, after the young Chen Ge went to bed and fell asleep, a shadow appeared
People are playing with toys in the house, and it looks so lonely and makes people feel sad.
The shadow was pure at first, but after leaving Chen Ge, it completely changed.
Chen Ge's shadow is dead, and there is a ghost called Ming Fei in the world.
"Let's go to the next room. Finding the rag doll's stumps earlier will be of great help in the subsequent escape." Chen Ge did not refute what Wen Qing said. He did not want to dwell too much on this issue.
"Don't change the subject suddenly! What did you mean by asking that question just now?" Wen Qing chased Chen Ge, and they stopped as soon as they walked out of the bedroom.
All the incense burners placed in the four corners of the living room were overturned, the copper basin was also opened, and the ashes of paper money were thrown everywhere.
"When someone comes in, it follows us."
"I think it's more likely to be a ghost. Let's leave this building quickly."
Chen Ge didn't speak. He walked through the living room and looked at the corridor outside. There were many more bloody fingerprints on the wall, and the monster was crawling back and forth in the corridor.
"The one that appeared on the bed just now was a child's handprint, and the one outside was a bloody handprint. Are these two different ghosts? Are there two child ghosts in the building? Or is there a child ghost in every household?"
The Jiuhong community behind the door is full of dead people. They are the aborigines behind this door. Only the underworld knows how many there are.
The bloody handprint wandered around the third floor, and finally ran to the fourth floor. It seemed like it was playing hide-and-seek with Chen Ge.
"Do you still want to chase me?" Xiao Sun had a sad face, he was really scared.
Chen Ge answered Xiao Sun with action. He stared at the bloody handprints and walked towards the fourth floor.
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In the corridor from the third floor to the fourth floor, there are many dismantled toys and the corpses of a large number of insects. Most of those insects are called Chen Ge
I won’t name it because it’s too broken.
Paper money was stuck to the soles of my shoes, the air was stuffy, and I could vaguely hear the sound of something rolling on the ground.
The three of them arrived at the fourth floor. This floor was not much different from the previous floors, but it looked more shabby.
Half of the bad luck signs posted on the corridor walls were torn off, and more importantly, the bowls of white rice on the floor.
The white rice outside the door on the fourth floor had been eaten by someone, chopsticks were inserted randomly into the bowl, and rice grains were scattered everywhere.
"Some people actually eat this."
"The rice in the bowl is used to feed ghosts. The rice here has been eaten, which means there may be a lot of ghosts on this level." Chen Ge stared at the bloody handprints, which disappeared in the innermost room on the fourth floor: "
If there is an emergency later, you two must not run around, it is safest to follow me."
After the explanation, Chen Ge walked towards the deepest room on the fourth floor - Room 404.
The white rice at the door of the room has almost been eaten, and there are only some moldy rice grains left in the bowl.
Grasping the door handle, the door was opened before Chen Ge even exerted any force.
"Unlocked?"
He slowly opened the door and stopped halfway.
There was a child in a red dress sitting in the living room. Her back was to the door and she was facing the window. Her body was tied with a white cloth strip.
"Red?" Chen Ge was very sensitive to the color red. When he saw the red dress, he immediately stopped.
Before the employee woke up, he was not qualified to confront Hongyi head-on.
"What is the red coat?" Xiao Sun put his hand on Chen Ge's shoulder: "Why is the flesh on your shoulder so stiff?"
"Shut up." Chen Ge stood at the door for a long time. He realized that he was overthinking it. That was not a girl in red, but a "girl" in a red skirt.
Entering the house, Chen Ge looked around. There were bloody fingerprints everywhere in the room. When he looked up, there were red fingerprints all over the roof, as if the monster would crawl around the room at night.
"Can I not go in?" Xiao Sun was a little resistant, and Wen Qing didn't really want to go in. This room is really too scary for ordinary people.
"Following me is the safest thing. Have you two forgotten the ghosts in the 204 closet? They are always watching us. As long as we are separated, they will attack us immediately and keep us here forever." Chen Ge took out the broken pieces.
Skull Hammer, slowly approached the girl with her back to the door.
He couldn't feel any breath on that girl. She was neither a living person nor a red dress. She was just like a work of art.
Walking to the girl's side, Chen Ge's expression became solemn, and he didn't know how to describe this girl.
There is no difference from ordinary people, but it seems that he has lost his soul and turned into an empty shell.
The girl's body was fixed on the chair with white cloth strips. Her head was tilted against the back of the chair. There were bloody rice grains in the corners of her mouth. Her eyes were very wide, but there was no look in them, just like two black men.
Painted holes.
"What's your name?" Chen Ge tried to talk to the girl, but unfortunately the other party didn't respond. She was more like a rag doll made from a living person than an ordinary person, but this rag doll was made from a ghost fetus.
That doll is so cute.
"Is this child a resident of Jiuhong Community?" Wen Qing also came over: "Can you untie the rope for her? She might know something."
"Let's see if there are any other clues in the house first. It's not too late to make a decision after making sure there is no danger." Chen Ge found nothing on the girl, so he started searching in the house again.
This room is very shabby, with simple furniture and poor environment. It is not as good as rooms 301 and 204 that Chen Ge visited before.
"Why are there bloody handprints everywhere in this house? The ghost fetus must have encountered something in this house."
Scanning the entire room, Chen Ge gradually discovered some problems.
Room 404 is the only room that doesn't even have a sofa. The owner of the house is very poor and there are only a few pieces of furniture, most of which are inferior and discarded goods.
It is difficult for them to even guarantee their basic life, but there are a large number of toys in the house, of various kinds.
"There isn't even a fan in this house, so the owner is willing to buy so many toys for his children?"
Pushing open the bedroom door, a pair of crutches slipped from behind the door and hit Chen Ge's shoe.
Picking up the crutches, Chen Ge saw a family photo placed on the desk.
A man with only one leg is holding his son, a woman is carefully protecting her son, and there is a little girl standing on the other side of the man's body.
In the photo, only the girl's face is normal, and the faces of the remaining three people have scratches all over them, as if they were dug out with fingernails.
"In a family of four, why is it that only the girl's face is not scratched?" Chen Ge picked up the photo and saw a sentence written behind the photo - I am your family.
"This handwriting is similar to the name engraved on the chest of the clay sculpture. It should be written by the ghost fetus."
After putting down the family photo, Chen Ge opened the desk drawer. He did not expect that the drawer was filled with various photos, with dates and crooked text on the back of each photo.
Chen Ge arranged the photos according to date. The first photo was taken more than ten years ago, not long after Shadow left Chen Ge.
There is only a girl in the photo. She looks cute, but she is dressed similarly to a boy.
This photo was taken at the entrance of the corridor in the community. When it was getting dark, the girl ran into the corridor holding a tattered sandbag.
The second photo was taken a few days later. The girl is still like a tomboy. She is standing next to the garbage dump, holding a broken rag doll in her hands.
In the third photo, the girl stood aggrievedly outside room 404, the rag doll was thrown in the corridor, and the girl's parents were scolding her.
In the fourth photo, the girl is hiding under the shade of a tree with toys and dolls she has never played with before. She is smiling happily. Her carefree smile is like a spring breeze that can heal all scars.
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In the fifth photo, the younger brother took away the girl's toy. The mother seemed to be questioning the girl and kept nodding her head. The father, who was missing a leg, was holding a broom with a ferocious expression. They seemed to suspect that the girl had stolen it.
With the money from home, I went to buy toys.
In the sixth photo, the younger brother is sitting among the toys, and the girl is leaning against the door, with half of the doll's face exposed behind the door.
The first few photos were normal, but starting from the seventh photo, everything changed.
Various wounds began to appear on the younger brother's body, and the parents were helpless. They were anxious and vented their anger on the girl. Maybe they thought the girl had not taken good care of the younger brother, or maybe the injuries were caused by the girl.
The next photos were more cruel than the last, until the eleventh photo showed a rag doll holding down the brother's head and pushing him to the window. The girl yelled and stopped the doll.
In the twelfth photo, the younger brother was hiding behind his parents and crying and fussing. The girl was made to stand at the door, dragging the doll in her hand hidden behind her.
In the thirteenth photo, the rag doll was thrown into the garbage dump again. It looked no different from other garbage, except that when the heavy rain fell on its face made of different skins, it looked like a