Yang Yi didn't think too much about it. He was anxious now, eager to find his team members. If something went wrong with them, according to his temperament, he would definitely regret and feel guilty for the rest of his life.
He pointed to the footprints on the ground, and I saw two very messy footprints stepping on the same place, and then led to the two houses on the left and right.
It seemed that after Yang Yi's team members came here, they parted ways after a long period of discussions and decisions.
Why do we say that they spread out, because there are two pairs of footprints of different shapes and sizes leading to the left and right.
They must have agreed to go explore and then come back to gather, but in the end neither of them came back.
So it seems, both houses have eccentricities.
I looked left and right, worrying that I would be sick later.
Sometimes, the feedback from my body can better allow me to judge whether this place is really a haunted house as the outside world says.
Yang Yi obviously thought about it with me. The flashlight shines on the left side for a while, then the right side for a while, but finally he still couldn't make up his mind and asked me, "Which side shall we go first?"
Either side is the same.
After all, they scattered in twos and failed to come back.
I pointed to the house on the left with my finger, and Yang Yi nodded to me. He was no longer the same as before, and told me some science he knew, and there was news about this haunted house.
He held his breath and moved around me, making me nervous too.
The surrounding atmosphere was particularly depressing and gloomy, and we walked lightly to the house on the left.
My heart was raised unavoidably, and I kept swallowing my saliva to calm myself down.
Not to mention how bold we are, Yang Yi and I are just two of us. These two houses directly wiped out four living people. Of course I would be afraid that something unexpected would happen.
Just as we were about to enter, my eye caught sight of something hanging from the transom of the window.
It was like a person, facing the night wind, swaying from side to side, and the corner of my eye caught that thing, and it shocked me.
The flashlight immediately shone on the thing shaking in the air, and my pupils shrank when I saw it.
Sunny Doll
There are also sunny dolls in our country, which are dolls that can pray for sunny days.
However, I have not forgotten that in Japan, the popularity of sunny dolls is much higher than in our country, and it can be said to be a symbol of their country.
Even if the origin is in the home country.
I have not forgotten the message given to me on that scroll.
The male owner of this house married a Japanese girl, which made me even more interested.
Yang Yi obviously also recognized the disheveled and dilapidated Sunshine Doll, and met my eyes.
We quietly pushed open the half-open door and walked in. The layout of the house surprised me for no reason.
Obviously the outside door is a normal wooden door, but I didn't expect there was another door inside.
No, to be more precise, it should be a "gateway". It is said that traditional houses in Japan will have a gate, a small space dedicated to placing shoes for people, and a place for visitors to take off their shoes.
The sliding door was wide open, and someone should have entered it. After entering the sliding door, there was a flat bottom called "Sanhe soil".
Facing the flat ground were two small rooms, which were bleak. Surprisingly, the house had been vacant for so long, and the furniture inside had either been damaged, or had been secretly removed by some pickpockets and sold for money.
Unexpectedly, the contents inside were still in place, as if time had stopped at the moment when the family disappeared.
If it weren't for the thick layer of dust that made the whole room look dirty, I would have thought that people often live here.
I couldn't help but have a thought in my heart, when I thought of such a big house, no one has visited it for so long, then the theory of this haunted house must have been circulated for a long time.
I am most terrified of a place where no money-hungry thief dares to visit.
Obviously the house on the outside looks like an ordinary mansion in the Republic of China period, but the layout inside is completely different.
The sunny doll hanging outside the house seemed to give me a hint.
We walked in step by step, and Yang Yi was already amazed by this traditional Japanese-style house, shuttling between two small rooms from time to time, searching for something with a flashlight.
"I really didn't expect it to be like this inside."
Yang Yi and I have the same thoughts, and we are tacit, but this is not the time for us to express our emotions. We walked up to a higher floor, and we could see the room inside.
The wooden floor has been aging for a long time, and it makes a creaking sound when I step on it, which makes me sweat even more. Yang Yi's tense body also tells me that he is not better than me at the moment where to go.
"Bang!"
I was taken aback by this sudden sound! He jumped up from the ground and bumped into Yang Yi who was next to him. They both screamed at the same time!
"Ah! What a voice!"
"Hey! Why are you hitting me!"
My flashlight was aimed directly at Yang Yi, and seeing that he was sweating nervously and looking at me in horror, I gasped for breath and calmed down my beating heart.
"You scared me to death."
He said reproachfully, I immediately apologized to him, but I was also frightened. There was no sound at all, but suddenly there was the sound of something falling to the ground.
"Didn't you hear the sound of something falling to the ground?"
I saw his Adam's apple roll, and apparently he also heard that dull, falling sound.
"It seemed to come from that room."
He pointed to the room on the right in front of him, and the door was closed tightly without leaving a single gap.
It feels like no one has ever walked in.
In fact, I really wanted to shrink behind Yang Yi and let him take the lead, but seeing him shrink back so much, I chose to walk behind by myself, with him at the rear.
The whole process was extremely slow, we almost moved over, and neither of us dared to make a loud noise, as if we moved a little louder, there would be another loud noise immediately.
When I reached out to pull the door, I felt that my heart was beating almost to the mouth of my throat, and my breathing became short of breath. I felt my head was hot, because of the lack of oxygen in the brain and the tension of the nerves, I was dizzy.
Yang Yi still lowered his voice, and asked in my ear: "How about... I'll open the door?" I stepped aside a little and let his arm pass by me and rest on the door. He probably also knew that opening it a little bit would be more terrifying, so he just pulled the door open with a "swish"!
The other hand took a flashlight and shone in. The moment the door opened, I immediately closed my eyes!
Yang Yi also took a deep breath, but his body froze immediately, and when there was no movement, I slowly opened my eyes.
The room was empty, I could only see a small wooden wardrobe in the south corner, and a dressing table next to the east wall.
The oval-shaped mirror is slightly yellowed and has been aged for some time.
There are quite a few small boxes on the table, guess it should be a wooden box for women's toiletry items and jewelry.
Finally, what caught my attention was the painting scroll that fell to the ground.
It was supposed to be hanging next to the dresser, but now it has rolled down in the middle of the room.
I tugged at Yang Yi's sleeve and motioned him to check it out first. He looked reluctant, but with a manly attitude, he still walked towards the place where the scroll fell.
He squatted down slowly, holding a flashlight in one hand, and carefully picked up the scroll with the other hand, intending to spread out the folded paper so that we can see the contents inside.
As soon as the picture scroll was unfolded, I was amazed by the woman on it.
A very familiar miko costume was worn on a beautiful and delicate woman.
She is short in height and looks a little immature. She looks no more than twenty years old. Her long black hair is loosely tied and hangs obediently behind her back. She is holding a long broom in both hands, and her eyes are looking in the direction of the painter.
Even though the picture scroll was covered with a layer of dirty dust, the appearance of this priestess was as dazzling as a pearl, and it directly caught my eyes, making me unable to calm down for a long time.
Her eyes, as if with a kind of magic power, completely attracted my sight
Even Yang Yi is the same.
It seems that this should be the mistress of the mansion. The house in the backyard is completely in the traditional Japanese style. Entering from the entrance, it gives people a full of Japanese style.
Then the room we are in now is naturally the hostess' usual living room.
There is also a vanity mirror for women, and this scroll painting, which is enough to explain.
Yang Yi was holding the mobile phone, ready to take pictures to leave clues and evidence, but I stood up and waved around with the flashlight.
When I walked to the dressing table, my eyes looked at the things on the table.
The ancient wooden combs were placed there neatly, and boxes of different sizes were neatly arranged.
It's just that the box in the center made my eyes linger, and I squinted my eyes, as if a voice told me to take a closer look at this very special box.
This box is slightly larger than other wooden boxes, with many patterns engraved on the surface, and even the padlock on it seems to be made of silver.
"Yang Yi, come and take a look at this."
I waved to Yang Yi, who was still addicted to "beauty", and pointed to the box in front of me.
"You think of a way, let's open it and have a look?"
Yang Yi disagreed at all, and said to me righteously: "Don't, Xiaohua, although this is an old house, it has been bought by the client, and it belongs to his property. We can't move around casually, right?"