Soon we arrived at the door of Tang Lulu's room downstairs. Before opening the door, Mr. Tang said, "You'd better prepare yourself. The inside may look rather scary... rather weird."
Like Mr. Tang, I should have wanted to use the word "horror", but after thinking about it, it's a little bad to describe my daughter's work that way, so I changed the word, although the word "weird" is not much stronger than "horror".
I told Mr. Tang that we were ready and asked him to open the door directly, and he called his nanny to come over and open the door.
As soon as Mr. Tang opened the door, I found that the light in the room was a little dim. Obviously, the curtains were drawn, and a heavy yin qi was pouring out with the opening of the door. I was afraid that the yin qi would invade Mr. Tang's The divine body was not good to him, so he pulled him hard, and then a peace talisman was attached to his back.
Mr. Tang was stunned for a moment, and asked me if there was anything in the room. I shook my head and said, "No, it's just that the yin qi in this room is a little heavy. After you get it, you'll get sick easily."
Hearing what I said, Mr. Tang whispered: "The last time my wife came into this room, why did she have a fever for a week, it turned out to be because there was yin in this room, then my daughter had an accident. Son, is it also because of the yin in this room?"
I shook my head and said, "Mr. Tang, don't get too excited. We've already checked the matter. You go to the living room and wait for us. We'll go in and find out."
After I finished speaking, Xu Xuanhang also said: "I'll leave this room to you to check on your own. I have some other things to discuss with Mr. Tang."
I said "Oh" and didn't think much about it, I thought it was Xu Xuanhang who was training me.
After waiting for Xu Xuanhang and Mr. Tang to leave, I pushed the door open and took a big step inside.
And I also saw the shadow of a vague girl sitting on a very warmly arranged bed, needless to say, that is Tang Lulu's life and soul.
On the walls of the entire room, there are all portraits of Tang Lulu. When I entered this room, it seemed that Tang Lulu was looking at me in all the words, but the phantom sitting on the bed turned away from me.
I don't know if it's a hallucination, but I even think Tang Lulu's eyes in those paintings are alive.
The atmosphere made me feel weird.
At this moment, the door suddenly started to close with a creaking sound. I was taken aback and looked behind the door. There was no dirt or any fluctuation of spiritual power. It was just pure yin wind. closed with it.
There is also a portrait of Tang Lulu behind the door, but it is not drawn on the door, but on paper. On the portrait, she supports her chin with both hands and stares straight ahead, but from the picture, she You can see from her eyes that she doesn't seem to be looking at me, but behind me.
I swallowed my saliva and looked back subconsciously, only to find a vague human face about a centimeter in front of me.
The eyes, like all the eyes in the paintings, belonged to Tang Lulu.
I looked at the bed subconsciously, the girl on the bed was still sitting with her back to me, what's going on, isn't this Tang Lulu
"Bang!"
At this moment, there was a sound of confinement of the door, and the door that was blown by the dark wind was finally completely closed.
I was terrified by that voice too.
At this moment, he heard Mr. Tang shouting in the living room: "Master Shi, are you all right?"
Looking at the shadow clinging to my face, I took two steps back cautiously, thankfully she didn't follow, but as I moved away from her, she became more and more blurry, until I felt I might be able to see her clearly When she was in full view, her whole body disappeared from the air, as if a ghost dissipated on its own.
I have absolutely no idea what's going on.
But I still answered Mr. Tang: "It's okay, I just closed the door."
I searched around again, except for Tang Lulu's life and soul, who was sitting on the bed with her back to me, there was no other dirty thing in this room, but what happened to the shadow just now, I could see it all.
I took a deep breath, recited the meditation mantra several times, and then asked Tang Lulu on the bed, "Tang Lulu!"
I called her name just to arouse her consciousness, and at the same time, I wanted to test how much memory and habits of the original divine body she still retained. If she doesn't even remember her own name, then it will be troublesome.
After I called her name, she didn't answer me, but when I saw the shadow sitting with its back to me, I moved slightly, and then suddenly raised my finger to a portrait of myself on the wall by the bedside and said: "you are me… "
I subconsciously looked at the portrait. It was a picture of Tang Lulu wearing a nightgown and looking a little revealing. Her eyes had a trace of sadness, but there was no expression on her face.
Because of Tang Lulu's dress, I didn't feel embarrassed to look at it for too long. Well, in fact, I watched everything I should and shouldn't. Who asked Tang Lulu to point at that photo!
Then Tang Lulu's arm began to turn, and she quickly pointed to the one next to the portrait on the bedside and said, "You are not me..."
The portrait is still of Tang Lulu, wearing a long beige dress. The background is sitting beside the bed, one hand touching her left cheek, and one hand pointing forward slightly, as if she was following the man sitting on the bed. Tang Lulu pointed to each other the same.
Seeing this scene, I began to try hard to recall, when I entered the door, was the finger of the painting pointed, or that it had quietly changed just now.
I tried my best to search for my memories, but my brain was confused for a while. There are too many paintings in this room, and all of them are portraits of Tang Lulu.
At this moment, Tang Lulu's arm, who was sitting on the bed, turned again...
I didn't bother her. If I want to get rid of her problems, then I must know what her life and soul are doing here and why she is doing this. If I want to know this, all I can do is to ensure her Watch quietly under the safety of the soul.
Tang Lulu's fingers stopped at the top of the dressing table by the window this time. I followed her fingers and saw another portrait of her. In this portrait, she was holding her little face with both hands, a pair of She was cute and playful, but her eyes had a wicked smile.
I looked at the painting carefully. Tang Lulu's hand was holding her face. It seemed that she was not holding it lightly, but very hard. In the portrait, her own fingernails seemed to sink under her face. But strangely, she did not draw blood on her face. If the nails were really embedded in the skin, it would definitely bleed and even leave scars on her face. .
The Tang Lulu we saw just now, although her face was a little bloated, her face was smooth and there was no sign of injury at all.
At this time, Tang Lulu pointed to the portrait and said, "You are me..."
These paintings are more comfortable for me to look at than the other, and the feeling of abruptness in my heart is getting stronger and stronger. This kind of atmosphere is very depressing, and at the same time, my stretching is also very tight, because I always feel that I will Something suddenly jumped out to startle me, just like the shadow of Tang Lulu that appeared and disappeared for no apparent reason.
At this time, Tang Lulu's arm moved again, this time he pointed directly at the mirror on the dressing table, but she didn't speak for a while, I was a little puzzled, so I moved two steps, and reached a position where I could see the mirror, the mirror It was full of room furnishings, nothing strange, including Tang Lulu's life and soul on the bed, which could not be seen in the mirror.
No, Tang Lulu's finger seems to be pointing at me in the mirror...
Thinking of this, I couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. I wasn't afraid of Tang Lulu's life and soul, but my consternation at the sudden and unsuspecting "sneak attack".
I swallowed and looked at myself in the mirror. There was nothing weird about it, but in this darkened room, looking at myself in the mirror, I suddenly felt a little hairy in my heart.
I recited the meditation mantra and was about to prepare, my mood stabilized a little, and Tang Lulu's soul said: "You are not me..."
This sentence seemed to say to me, I couldn't help but take a few steps back, back to where I stood when I entered the door, and at this time Tang Lulu also gradually turned her head to me, her face and even her entire body were blurred, but from I can still clearly identify her from the aura on her body that she belongs to Tang Lulu.
She pointed at me and suddenly said, "You are not me..."
When she said that, I subconsciously replied, "Of course I'm not you, I'm myself, Shi Yong!"
Hearing what I said, Tang Lulu's body trembled, and then she slowly lowered her arms, her head also slowly drooping.
Is she thinking about something
No, she's looking at my feet!
Thinking of this, I hurriedly looked at my feet and found that the floor was covered with paintings, and I was standing on the face of one of the portraits!
Seeing this scene, I quickly moved my footsteps to stand in a corner of the painting. At this time, I could see the painting under my feet clearly. In this painting, Tang Lulu raised her head and screamed with her mouth long, but her hands were Hold your ears tightly.
She seemed to have seen or experienced something terrifying.
I went to see Tang Lulu again, she had put her hand on her ear, then slowly opened her mouth, and then a distressed voice came at me—"Ah"—what's going on!
Of course, no one else could hear this voice. As soon as I entered the door, I subconsciously used my spiritual power to get in touch with her consciousness of life and soul, so only I could hear this voice.
Is she attacking me? Feeling the pain in my heart, I clutched my chest, and at the same time began to squeeze the soul-binding technique. Anyway, let's subdue Tang Lulu's life-soul first.