My House of Horrors

Chapter 1097: Why are you crying (4000)

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"Is the murderer the rag doll again? Was everyone in this building killed by the rag doll?" Wen Qing also saw the content on the yellow paper: "Why did that monster do this?"

"Why?" Chen Ge looked back at Wen Qing's eyes. He thought for a moment, but still didn't say anything about the relationship between Ming Fei and Xiang Nuan.

Wen Qing didn't know that the monster in her mouth was actually related to Xiang Nuan.

When the three of them stood by the bed and communicated, changes began to slowly appear in the bedroom.

The figure that came out of the bed was slowly sagging downward, as if someone was lying on the bed.

The stain was moving, and a child's handprint appeared on the bed sheet, and the handprint came closer to Wen Qing along the bed sheet.

Chen Ge and the three of them were standing by 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." Wen Qing said after more than ten seconds, her eyes were full of horror: "Really, there is something standing in front of me!"

Taking out the skull crusher, Chen Ge stared at the sheet in front of Wen Qing, and the child's palm print stayed where it was.

"what!"

Without warning, Wen Qing suddenly screamed, she stepped back suddenly, and slammed her body against the wall.

At the same time, the child's handprint on the bed sheet began to move again, and quickly crawled towards the window.

"Someone touched my face just now, and its hands are very cold!" Wen Qing's expression didn't seem to be lying.

"Can you feel its existence?" Chen Ge used Yin Pupil, but to no avail. He didn't expect Wen Qing to be able to perceive each other.

"Yes, I can't see, hear, or smell any strange smells, but I just feel like there is a person standing in front of me!" Few people have experienced this kind of terrifying experience, and Wen Qing was taken by Terrified: "Can't you feel it? Why did it stare at me? Did it take me as its mother? Is it like the two women who were killed just now?"

"You are unique to it." Chen Ge didn't know if he should tell Wen Qing about the fetus: "Since you left Building A in Jinhua Community, you have been seeing and perceiving strange things. Including the head floating in the black mist, and the owner of the child's handprint just now..."

"Xiao Sun saw it before. Didn't he say there was a person behind our team?" Wen Qing slowly calmed down, she gently touched her face, covering the place where she felt strange just now.

"He's a tenant inside the door. It's normal to see weird things. You come from outside the door, but what you see is far more than what he and I saw. This is a little strange." Chen Ge is not suspicious. Wen Qing did something bad, he just couldn't understand a 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 person who pushed the door. This weaving process is not something that the person who pushes the door can control. The deeper the memory, the easier it is to appear.

All those neighbors in Jinhua Community showed up, and Wen Qing, as Xiang Nuan's mother, had no reason not to appear in the world inside the door.

Did Xiang Nuan send Wen Qing who was inside the door to the outside? Or did the fetus kill or control Wen Qing inside the door in order to achieve his own goals

"What are you thinking?" Wen Qing saw that Chen Ge had not spoken for a long time, and asked, the only thing she believed in now was Chen Ge.

"If one day, you find that your child is completely different from what you imagined, will you still love him?" Chen Ge said pointedly.

"Of course, no matter what he becomes, he is my child." Wen Qing said decisively without any hesitation.

"Even if he becomes the monster you just feared?" When Chen Ge said this, he kept looking at Wen Qing and noticed the change in Wen Qing's expression.

"Even if he becomes a monster, that won't change the fact that he is my child." Wen Qing was a little puzzled: "Why do you keep asking 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's actually a really good kid."

"Well, I believe he is a very good boy." Chen Ge saw the first memory of the unborn child in Fangyu World. In the horror house in the western suburbs, after the young Chen Ge went to bed and fell asleep, a shadow appeared. People play with toys in the house, it makes people feel distressed that it is so lonely.

At first the shadow was pure, but after leaving Chen Ge, it changed completely.

Chen Ge's shadow is dead, and there is a ghost called Ming Fei in the world.

"Let's go to the next room, find the stump of the doll earlier, it will be of great help for the next escape." Chen Ge didn't refute what Wen Qing said, he didn't want to entangle too much on this issue.

"Don't change the subject suddenly! What did you mean by asking that question?" Wen Qing chased after Chen Ge, and the two stopped as soon as they walked out of the bedroom.

The incense burners placed in the four corners of the living room were all knocked over, the copper basin was also opened, and the ashes of paper money were thrown everywhere.

"Someone came in, and it followed us."

"I think it's more likely to be a ghost. Let's leave this building quickly."

Chen Ge didn't speak. He crossed the living room and looked towards the corridor outside. There were many bloody handprints on the wall, and the monster was crawling back and forth in the corridor.

"What 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 aboriginal people behind the door. It is estimated that only the unborn child knows how many.

The bloody handprint lingered on the third floor, and finally ran to the fourth floor. It was like playing hide-and-seek with Chen Ge.

"Do you still want to chase?" Xiao Sun grimaced, he was really scared.

Chen Ge responded to Xiao Sun with his actions. He stared at the bloody handprint and walked towards the fourth floor.

In the corridor leading from the third floor to the fourth floor, there were many dismantled toys and the corpses of a large number of bugs. Most of those bugs, Chen Ge, could not be named because they were too broken.

The paper money was stuck to the sole of the shoe, the air was stuffy, and the sound of something rolling on the ground could be vaguely heard in my ears.

The three came to the fourth floor. This floor is not much different from the previous floors, but it looks more shabby.

Half of the blessings posted on the walls of the corridor were torn off, and more importantly, the bowls of rice on the ground.

The rice outside the door on the fourth floor had been eaten, chopsticks were randomly inserted into the bowl, and rice grains were scattered everywhere.

"There are really people going to eat this."

"The rice in the bowl is used to feed ghosts. The rice here has been eaten, indicating that there may be a lot of ghosts on this floor." Chen Ge stared at the bloody handprint, and the handprint disappeared in the innermost room on the fourth floor: " Later, if there is any emergency, you two must not run around, it is the safest to follow me."

After explaining, Chen Ge walked to the deepest room on the fourth floor - Room 404.

The rice at the door of this room was almost finished, and there were only some moldy rice grains left in the bowl.

Grabbing the door handle, before Chen Ge exerted any force, the door was opened.

"Not locked?"

He slowly opened the door and stopped halfway through.

Sitting in the living room was a child in a red dress, with her back to the door, facing the window, with a white cloth tied around her body.

"Red clothes?" Chen Ge was very sensitive to red, and when he saw the red dress, he immediately stopped.

Before the employee wakes up, he has no qualifications to confront Hongyi head-on.

"What is the red shirt?" Xiao Sun put his hand on Chen Ge's shoulder: "Why is the flesh on your shoulder frozen?"

"Shut up." Chen Ge stood at the door for a while. He realized that he was thinking too much. It wasn't a red shirt, it was just a "girl" in a red skirt.

Entering the house, Chen Ge looked around. The room was full of bloody handprints. When he looked up, the roof was covered with red fingerprints, as if the monster would crawl around the room at night.

"Can I not go in?" Xiao Sun was a little conflicted, and Wen Qing didn't want to go in too much. This room is indeed too scary for ordinary people.

"Following me is the safest. Have you two forgotten the ghosts in the wardrobe in 204? They are always watching us. As long as we separate, they will immediately attack us and leave us here forever." Chen Ge took out the broken pieces Skull Hammer, slowly approaching the girl with her back to the door.

He couldn't feel any breath on the girl, she was neither alive nor in red, 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 the girl.

It is no different from ordinary people, but it seems to have lost its soul and turned into an empty shell.

The girl's body was fixed on the chair by white cloth strips, her head was leaning against the back of the chair, bloody rice grains remained at the corners of her mouth, her eyes were very wide, but there was no expression in them, like two black 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 of a living person than an ordinary person, but this rag doll was made from a fetus. That doll is too cute.

"This child is a resident of Jiuhong Community?" Wen Qing also came over: "Can you untie the rope for her? Maybe she knows something."

"Let's see if there are any other clues in the house first, and it's not too late to make a decision after confirming that there is no danger." Chen Ge found nothing on the girl, and he began to search in the house again.

This room is very dilapidated, with rudimentary furniture and a poor environment. It is not as good as rooms 301 and 204 that Chen Ge had been to before.

"Why are there bloody handprints everywhere in this room? The unborn child must have encountered something in this room."

Glancing across the room, Chen Ge gradually discovered some problems.

Room 404 is the only room without a sofa. The owner of the house is poor, there are few pieces of furniture, and most of them are inferior products.

It is difficult for them to guarantee even the basic life, but there are a large number of toys in the house, all kinds and varieties.

"There's not even a fan in this house. The owner of the house is willing to buy so many toys for the child?"

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 portrait on the desk.

A man with only one leg hugged his son, a woman carefully guarded her son, and a little girl stood on the other side of the man's body.

In the photo, only the girl's face is normal, and the remaining three people's faces are full of nicks, as if they were dug out with fingernails.

"Why is the family of four only the girl's face photo that is not scratched?" Chen Ge picked up the photo, and he saw a sentence written on the back of the photo - I am your family.

"This handwriting is similar to the name engraved on the chest of the clay sculpture. It should be from the hand of the fetus."

Putting down the family portrait, Chen Ge opened the desk drawer. He didn't expect that the drawer was filled with various photos, and there were dates and slanted text on the back of each photo.

Chen Ge arranged the photos by 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 dresses like 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 with a tattered sandbag.

The second photo was taken a few days later, and the girl is still like a tomboy, standing next to a garbage dump, holding a broken rag doll in her hands.

In the third photo, the girl stood aggrieved outside room 404, the doll was thrown in the corridor, and the girl's parents were reprimanding her.

In the fourth photo, the girl is hiding under the shade with toys and dolls she has never played with. She smiles happily. Her carefree smile is like a spring breeze, which can heal all wounds. .

In the fifth photo, the younger brother took the girl's toys, the mother seemed to be questioning the girl, nodding her head, and the father, who was missing a leg, was holding a broom with a grim expression. They seemed to suspect that the girl stole it. The money at home, and then went to buy toys.

In the sixth photo, the younger brother is sitting in the pile of toys, the girl is leaning against the door, and half of the rag doll's face is exposed behind the door.

The first few photos were normal, but starting with the seventh photo, everything changed.

Various wounds began to appear on the younger brother, and the parents were helpless. They were anxious to vent their anger on the girl. Perhaps in their opinion, the girl did not take good care of the younger brother, or perhaps the injury was caused by the girl.

The next pictures are crueler and crueler, until the eleventh picture, a ragdoll holds his brother's head and pushes him to the window, and the girl yells to stop the ragdoll.

In the twelfth photo, the younger brother is hiding behind his parents and crying and making trouble. The girl is punished to stand at the door, and she is dragging the rag doll in her hands behind her.

In the thirteenth photo, the rag doll was thrown into the garbage 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 A tearful child.