After a max-level boss mistakenly enters the infinite game

"Since the sewers have been opened, we will evacuate."

Seeing that the crayon-faced woman was speechless, Bai Xin had no intention of staying here any longer.

With only three hours left, he had other plans.

The woman lit a cigarette and held the filter in her bright red crayon mouth.

Blow it gently and puff out the clouds.

"Hey, I haven't paid you yet. How much does it cost to clear the sewer?"

Bai Xin turned on the water tap and washed his hands, "No need to pay. It turned out that we went to the wrong place, and the tools are your own."

"Tsk, tsk," the woman smiled, blowing out a wisp of white smoke from her mouth, "You have a good heart, little brother."

Before leaving, Bai Xin looked up at the clock hanging on the wall in the room, which showed 9:15.

Just now he looked out through the bathroom window, and it was already dark outside. It should be about nine o'clock in the evening now.

Bai Xin and Di Jia pushed the door open and left, and a man who hid at the top of the stairs to smoke also came back.

The man's body was very strong, and Bai Baixin had sharp eyes. Under the man's vest, he saw a black spot, which looked a bit like a birthmark.

A man paused after seeing the two of them, frowned, and asked warily: "Who are you?"

"Why are you so mean?" The woman sat on the sofa, crossed her legs and took a puff of a cigarette. "They are connected to the sewer. I asked why the sewer was blocked recently. It turned out that the skin of the vixen next door was blocked."

The man's body stiffened for two seconds, then he stepped away from Bai Xin and walked away, "Where are the unlucky things? Wash them away quickly."

Woman: "Why flush it away? The police said there was a reward of ten yuan. If you had some skills, we would have moved out of this murderous building long ago, and I wouldn't save up for ten yuan to play disgustingly."

The door and the iron door were closed, and the sound of women and men arguing became vague and hazy.

Di Jia's eyes were deep, and he silently glanced at Bai Xin, who had some thoughts: "Are you going to visit the house where the accident happened?"

Baixindian: "Let's go, we're here."

This is the 19th floor occupied by a female ghost, but they have never seen the female ghost.

The female ghost's powerful power has even restored the residential building from that time. Will the house used as the scene of the crime be even more "cool"?

Di Jia took Bai Xin's arm and said in a serious voice: "Don't be brave, and don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Bai Xin was about to walk forward, but when he heard Di Jia's words, he paused slightly. He turned his wrist and patted the back of Di Jia's cold hand, "Well, I know, so do you."

As I trudged forward in the hallway filled with clutter, the incandescent lights overhead pulsed even more intensely.

This dark residential passage is narrow and dirty. There is a white seal affixed to the iron gate of the target residence, and two warning tapes are wrapped around the door frame.

There was a thin crack in the door, which was dark and hollow.

Even though nothing could be seen through the small cracks, a cold and cold atmosphere was surging out crazily that could not be ignored.

Di Jia quietly held Bai Xin's shoulders and pulled him behind him.

His broad shoulders blocked his sight and blocked the cold air.

Bai Xin secretly glanced at Di Jia and saw that the other party had begun to pull up the warning tape silently.

Pull off the warning tape and tear off the seal.

From beginning to end, Dijia still firmly protected Bai Xin behind him.

The iron door that had been in disrepair "squeaked" as Dijia pulled it open, and the sudden sound was particularly loud and strange in this narrow, dark and dilapidated corridor.

Only then did Bai Xin realize that the noise in the next room had stopped at some point. The entire corridor was as quiet as a tomb, and even his own breathing was amplified several times.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Xin reached out from behind Di Jia and pushed the wooden door of the iron fence open a small gap.

The incandescent light on the ceiling suddenly jumped a few times.

With a loud "Crack" sound, the last stubbornness of the incandescent lamp disappeared.

In front of my eyes, it suddenly became pitch black.

In the blinding darkness, something flashed past, causing a small gust of wind.

While Bai Xin patiently waited for his vision to adjust to the darkness, a pair of broad hands firmly held Bai Xin's hand.

His hands had lost their original warmth, but in this cramped and terrifying darkness, they gave Bai Xin great courage.

Although, Bai Xin is not too afraid.

"Follow me, I will protect you." Di Jia's soothing voice sounded again in the darkness. This was the first time he said "I will protect you", as if protecting Bai Xin was deeply rooted in his heart.

It's imprinted on his instinct. Every time he encounters something, he subconsciously wants to protect him.

The baby in my arms shook twice, as if it had woken up.

Bai Xin felt the baby's soft tofu-like cheeks cupping the back of his hand, and then the baby jumped a little.

The next second, his shoulders sank, and the doll had jumped onto his shoulders.

"Let's go." Bai Xin glanced at the taskbar and saw that it was already 2 o'clock in the morning.

As time went by, he gradually adapted to the darkness, and some outlines began to appear in front of his originally dark eyes.

Firm strength pulled Bai Xin and led him out of the room.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he stopped in his tracks.

At the scene of the crime that year, they both felt a line of sight.

Dijia kept holding Bai Xin's hand a little harder, as if the power of her hand told him "don't be afraid."

Following his gaze, Bai Xin squinted and looked over, and saw a vague silhouette standing in front of a door frame.

It looks like a human being, tall and thin, standing in the middle of the door frame.

When they looked at the silhouette, the silhouette was also looking at them.

In the darkness, the two sides faced each other silently.

Bai Xin adheres to the classic Renaissance theories such as "villains die by talking too much" and "I can't move until the enemy is immovable", and just spends his time doing this.

About a few minutes later, a gentle female voice sounded in the darkness.

"Why are you two brothers and sisters standing at the door like a mallet if you haven't come yet?"

The figure slowly approached Bai Xin and Di Jia. As she moved, the cold atmosphere in the room began to flow.

Di Jia moved his body slightly, completely blocking Bai Xin behind him.

The black shadow stretched out his hand and pulled on the wall.

With a "click" sound of the light cord being pulled, the lights on the top lit up at the same time.

The light was a little dim, but in this dim light, the black shadow finally appeared clearly in front of a person and a ghost.

Bai Xin stopped breathing for a brief moment when he saw the object clearly.

It must have been a woman before.

It's just that her body is covered with lines, dense black threads, sewing her body together.

It may be that some of the meat cannot be found, or it may be that the meat has rotted, and the sewing technique is not perfect.

The woman wore the simplest floral dress with an apron over the skirt.

Bai Xin couldn't see what the skin was like under the clothes, but the skin that was "exposed" was just the appearance of the limbs and head that were randomly sewn together.

Some of the sperm on the stomach reached the arms, and the organs on the face were somehow put together. One of the eyes was horizontal and the other was vertical. The nose was sewn to the cheek, and the mouth was hanging crookedly.

The woman opened her mouth and smiled: "Mom will make you your favorite preserved egg, lean meat porridge and twice-cooked pork tonight."

Bai Xin: "..."

As soon as the woman speaks, the imperfectly spliced ​​parts will expose the rotten minced meat.

Why.

Numb.

"Mingming, take your sister to your room to do your homework first. The meal will be ready soon."

Bai Xin and Di Jia looked at each other.

Room, which room is it?

Just as the two hesitated, the female ghost suddenly frowned and her eyes became sharp. A weak wind blew in the air, and her hair began to open.

The woman's gloomy voice slowly reached the ears of the two of them: "Don't you...don't you know where the room is?"

In the awkward exchange of glances, Bai Xin poked his head out from behind Di Jia, raised a smile and called: "Mom."

Upon hearing this call, the woman's arrogance suddenly disappeared.

Her hair hung down naturally, and the woman smiled crookedly, "Eh."

Bai Xin saw the soft meat squeezed out between the pieces of meat: "..."

Your laugh is quite cute.

Don't laugh next time.

Bai Xin: "Teacher, there are no homework assignments today."

The woman frowned in confusion: "I used to assign homework, how could I not do it now?"

Bai Xin: "Today is the weekend. My brother and I just went out to play. Have you forgotten?"

Di Jia kept holding Bai Xin's fingertips and rubbed the back of Bai Xin's hand a few times without leaving any trace.

The woman's eyes were blank for a few seconds before she suddenly understood and nodded, "Yes, yes, yes, today is the weekend, look at mom's notes. Sorry, baby, mom's notes are not very good, mom is too stupid."

"No," Bai Xin blew away the rainbow fart, "Mom is not stupid, she said she is the smartest and most beautiful woman in the world."

Raise your hand to hit the smiling person, let alone the "ghost mother" who loves her children.

Sure enough, the female ghost whispered louder after hearing this, "Oh, Yuanyuan is making mom happy again. You guys watch TV for a while, and mom will cook for you."

The woman said and turned on the TV. The TV was still an old TV with a big butt. As soon as the TV was turned on, there were "prickly" snowflake patterns.

She quickly pressed a few buttons on the remote control and quickly dialed a children's channel.

Putting the remote control on the coffee table, the woman walked back to the kitchen again.

Bai Xin shouted from across the corridor, "Mom, close the kitchen door. The smell of oil smoke is too strong."

The woman obviously loved her two children very much and immediately closed the kitchen door, "Okay, you guys play for a while. Brother, take good care of my sister."

As soon as the kitchen door was closed, they were successfully isolated.

Bai Xin and Di Jia looked at each other. Bai Xin pinched Di Jia's fingers hard and whispered in each other's ears, "Let's go around the room."

The warm breath blew against the man's ear, and Dija's fingers subconsciously tightened.

Bai Xin's eyes flashed, he paused for two seconds and blew into Di Jia's ears with a very subtle voice: "Okay, brother."

Dijia: "..."

Damn, it’s crispy.

It must be good, can it be bad?

The sound of children's cartoons came from the TV in the hall.

Covered by cartoon sounds, the two began to search every room.

This house is not big. In addition to the hall and kitchen that are visible at first glance, there is also a depression at the corner, which is a sanitary area. There are still two rooms left.

The doors of both rooms were closed tightly, so the two went to the room closest to the door first.

Turning on the light in the dark, a bedroom appeared in front of them.

It was a small bedroom, with just a double bed filling the entire room.

There is a photo hanging on the bed. She is wearing a female wedding dress. She looks like a woman in her dress and figure, but the woman's face is painted over.

Moreover, this photo is obviously cropped from a wedding photo. You can still see the black corner of the suit on one side of the photo.

Apart from this double bed, there are only two bed cabinets and a large wardrobe left in the room.

Bai Xin opened the closet and there were only a few clothes.

There were a few pieces of thin clothes and a few pieces of thick clothes. They were all a bit worn out, but there was nothing else.

Bai Xin closed the closet and then found that Di Jia had opened the bed cabinet.

As soon as he walked over, he saw Dijia calmly pushing the bed cabinet shut.

"What's there?" Bai Xin looked at Di Jia and asked curiously.

Di Jia's eyes flickered: "It's nothing, don't look at it."

The more he said this, the more curious Bai Xin became. He directly grabbed Di Jia's arm and opened the drawer.

Several square objects with small round protrusions in them were exposed.

Bai Xin paused for two seconds and closed the drawer calmly and silently: "..."

oh.

With a swipe of his finger, his fingertips reached the first drawer of the bed cabinet.

The drawer was opened and there was a small, boxy, blue-covered notebook.

In the outer hall, the sound of boiling oil smoke as the dishes were being put into the pot could be heard.

Bai Xin took out a small notebook and opened it.

This is a ledger.

Basically, record every income and expense.

It can be seen from the account books that most of the expenses were spent on food and children. For several years, the woman barely bought herself a decent piece of clothing.

Bai Xin flipped through it quickly, and when he reached almost the end, Bai Xin's fingertips suddenly stopped.

After flipping forward a few more pages, he used his fingers as signs and picked out these pages in particular.

There are several strange expenses appearing in the ledger.

Sleeping medicine, machete, hemp rope, woven bag...

If you take any one of them alone, others won't think much about it.

But contacting so many people very close to each other can't help but lead people's minds to think in some bad ways.

After Bai Xin flipped through a few more pages, the recorded content came to an abrupt end.

Bai Xin put the account book back into the drawer and looked at the contents of another drawer.

This time it was just some daily trivial tools, no additional discoveries.

The sleeping pills were obviously not bought by coincidence.

The handwriting on the items recorded has not changed. They were obviously purchased by women.

Did she buy these things with the intention of killing someone in the first place?

The sound of cooking outside the hall became louder, accompanied by the sound of oil being poured into the pot, and the aroma of meat came over.

Baixin didn't waste any time and immediately entered the next room after exiting the room.

This room is a room and bedroom.

This room is obviously a room for two children. Two tables are lined up next to the wall, and two stools for children to sit on are placed under the table.

In the room is a double-decker single bed on two levels.

There were pink sheets on the bed, and a rabbit doll was placed next to the pillow.

The sheets and quilts underneath are blue, and there are a few old anime posters on the wall.

Wardrobes and shelves are neatly placed against the wall.

This room is much more spacious than the room my mother lived in just now.

Bai Xin chose to open the closet closest to the door first. Girls' and boys' clothes were equally divided. Both the fabric and color were much better than her mother's.

There were some stories and small toys on the shelves, but nothing special.

"Come and take a look at this." Dijia called Bai Xin.

Bai Xin turned around and saw Di Jia sitting on a small stool that was a bit mini for him, holding something like a diary and waving at him.

He walked forward and stood next to Di Jia.

This is still a diary.

Unlike the woman's graceful handwriting on the account book, the handwriting on the diary looks much childish.

Dijia: "I'll flip through it and you'll read it. When you're done, just tap the back of my hand and I'll know."

Bai Xin: "Okay."

The diary opened to the first page.

Bai Xin's reading speed has always been very fast. In addition, there are no profound words in the children's diaries, and most of them are simple and straightforward anecdotes. Bai Xin's reading speed is extremely fast.

Bai Xin's attention was on the diary, but Di Jia's attention was on Bai Xin's fingers.

Fingers with a crystal-like texture like jade were suspended on the back of his hand, and the round and soft fingertips tapped lightly on the back of his hand every few seconds.

With every tap, he could feel the warm and delicate touch of Bai Xin.

No one said a word between them at this moment, they just typed words one after another, with a tacit understanding as if they had been getting along for a long, long time.

This was supposed to be an evil environment filled with danger and darkness, but Dijia felt peace and warmth that he had never experienced before.

The long loneliness and aimless waiting seemed just for this moment.

For a few seconds, Dijia even wished that he could stand still.

In this way, he can have youth forever and stay with him forever.

After tapping his fingertips several times in succession, Di Jia turned around and saw Bai Xin's clear eyes looking at him intently.

Dijia quickly turned the page.

The warm fingertips fell on the back of his hand and rubbed gently in circles. Bai Xin said softly: "You left just now. What were you thinking about?"

The young man's fingertips were very soft, but there was still a numb friction feeling. The young man's fingers just drew circles in a subtle way, as if he was silently telling an invitation.

Di Jia's non-existent heart skipped a beat. He looked up at the young man and saw that the young man's clear and moist eyes were covered with a layer of hazy mist, ambiguous and lingering.

"You," Di Jia was a little unsure, "are you trying to seduce me?"

Bai Xin paused for a moment with his fingertips, slowly retracted it, then placed it on the table and tapped it gently.

Dijia's eyes were uncontrollably attracted to the young man's beating fingers, and his thoughts began to fly wildly.

This jade hand knocks on the table, which is a blessing that has been cultivated in eight lifetimes.

This table is just a dead thing, how can it be virtuous?

When can this hand fall on him and play a sweet chapter on him like playing a piano?

Bai Xin lowered his eyes, his eyes hidden in the mist filled with anxiety.

He took a deep breath and suppressed his restlessness, "This is not the right situation."

Dijia suddenly lifted up.

The machine is not right?

Machine for what?

Can he boldly affirm that the young man sent an invitation signal to him?

Dijia's chest suddenly swelled.

He silently covered his chest with cold hands, only to feel something scratching and rubbing, making his chest feel uncomfortable.

It's like there's still a heart.

But he is a ghost.

This kind of emotion shouldn't appear.

Bai Xin continued: "If you have any questions, let's wait until we are completely safe. The Red Apple House, the Underworld Hotel and this residential building are all full of dangers. You don't want to be disturbed halfway, right?"

Dijia's pupils opened wider.

Do, do?

do what?!

Tell me clearly!

"With your ability, you have to stay up all night no matter what, right?"

Another word was thrown down, this time the power was no less than that of a deep water/fish/mine blasting through the sea level.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and a mushroom cloud exploded in Dijia's mind.

His cheeks were burning and his ears felt a little hot.

Stayed up all night or something.

Young people know themselves too well.

Annoyance flashed in Dijia's eyes.

Young people dare to say that if the cool beauty becomes "sexy", nothing will happen to him.

I have to say that the first time I met the young man, I had some special impulse towards him.

But just thinking about it, he knew it was very dangerous, but he didn't know what the young man was thinking.

So for so long, he dared to kiss and hug secretly while he was in a state of ghost energy or pretending to be attracted by a charming creature. Other than that, he dared not do anything beyond his limits.

Dijia looked up at the young man again.

Why are young people so brave?

He loves it so much.

After Bai Xin finished speaking, he coughed slightly in embarrassment, grabbed the diary from Di Jia's hand, turned it aside and started reading.

The beginning of the diary is very common, usually trivial matters about the three of them, mother and son.

But in the following content, another person gradually appeared.

uncle.

——The bad uncle is here again. Although he will give us money to go out and play as soon as he comes, I am not happy at all. Because the bad uncle keeps bullying my mother. Every time the bad uncle leaves, my mother will cry secretly.

.

——The bad uncle came again. This time I hid secretly and heard the bad uncle beating my mother. I was very angry and rushed to protect my mother. The bad uncle said he would beat me to death.

——The bad uncle has changed. He always said he would beat me to death, but now he has suddenly changed. He buys new toys for me and my sister every time he comes here, and he no longer beats or scolds my mother. But why is my mother still unhappy?

Cry harder?

——Today, the bad uncle wanted to give his sister a bath. But he didn’t wash it, so my mother got angry. She broke the cup and stabbed my uncle like crazy with the broken pieces. My mother bled.

——Today, my mother took my sister to go shopping, and the bad uncle came. He brought me a big toy and said he would take me to the house to play a game. He was laughing, but I was still afraid of him and cried.

Calling mom, luckily mom is back... Mom is bleeding again. But, what game does the bad uncle want to take me to play?

——Today, my mother asked my sister and I to stay at my aunt's house. My mother said that she had to go out for something. The sister at my aunt's house was so cute and she would give us toys to play with, but I still missed my mother.

——Mom has changed. My sister was frightened and cried, but I told her that mom is still mom, and we love mom most.

The child's ignorant words jumped into his eyes, many of which he didn't recognize yet and could only use letters to represent them.

As the content increased, Bai Xin's breathing became heavier and heavier, as if it was stuck in his throat.

The sharp thorns pierced his throat, making him feel pain every time he breathed.

A man as vicious as a wolf.

So in order to protect the two children, the woman is going to buy sleeping pills and kill the man once and for all?

But in the end it was the woman who died. Could it be that the man discovered what the woman had done and then he killed her?

The one who goes to live abroad should be the one who implements the murder plan.

Later, the boy wrote in his diary, "My mother has changed, and my sister was scared to tears." He was afraid that the woman had turned into a ghost, but she refused to leave and had been taking care of her two children in this house.

Although the appearance of the female ghost is a bit scary, this weird story is full of warmth.

Bai Xin was still thinking when he suddenly felt a cold breath coming from the door.

He slowly turned around and saw a strange face put together very close to him.

The woman looked at the two of them expressionlessly, her pale face swollen due to foaming hair, looking scary and horrifying.

She held on to the doorframe, with only her head exposed, and appeared in front of the two of them without any warning.

"What are you doing here?" the woman said coldly.

Bai Xin put the diary back on the shelf naturally, "There will be class tomorrow, and I am studying with my brother. Mom, we don't like watching TV."

The woman's dark eyes without any emotion glanced back and forth at Bai Xin and Di Jia before smiling again: "You guys are older, okay, mom is so happy. The food is ready, come and eat it, otherwise it will get cold.

.”

Bai Xin and Di Jia looked at each other and moved with difficulty.

Can I eat horror movies regularly?

When Bai Xin and Di Jia sat down at the table, Bai Xin was surprised to find that the food was still very regular.

When it comes to twice-cooked pork, it means twice-cooked pork.

Because of the splicing of fingers, women's movements are not very flexible.

With difficulty, she picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork and placed it in front of the two of them, and encouraged: "Eat it quickly, it's your favorite food. When your body is healthy, you have to eat more to get high."

Bai Xin's chopsticks were placed on the twice-cooked pork, but he didn't pick it up for a long time.

Under the woman's increasingly earnest gaze, Bai Xin stood up and said, "Mom, I remember that my brother and I haven't washed our hands yet."

With that said, without waiting for the woman to say anything, she directly pulled Dijia up and rushed to the bathroom.

In a house with two bedrooms and one living room, the bathroom is of course very narrow.

The lighting in the bathroom is also very dim, much like an incandescent lamp whose tungsten filament gradually fades after being used for a long time.

This bathroom has the same layout as the bathroom next door, just cleaner.

Bai Xin turned on the water tap, and transparent water flowed out instantly: "This is the last place I haven't seen in this house. The two players are not here."

Di Jia lowered his hands and said, "What are you going to do next? Run away after you get out?"

Bai Xin: "No, I plan to show off. I have a guess. The Red Apple House seems to have been running for a long time. After the woman was found dead, the twins were sent to the orphanage. We are in the Red Apple House.

I found this pocket watch in the basement of my home, and a female ghost goes to Red Apple every night to look for her child."

"I guess the orphanage where the two children were sent to was the Red Apple Home."

Dijia: "It's a very reasonable inference, and then how do you plan to show off your cards?"

Bai Xin: "The reason why the female ghost went to the Red Apple House is to find a child. We can help. I even think this should be a mission."

"Finding wealth in danger, I decided happily."

While the two were talking, the incandescent light above flickered a few times.

What was originally just a dim light suddenly changed to a strange dark red color.

Bai Xin: "..."

Come again? Scaring once or twice is enough. Scaring too much will make people numb.

He looked down indifferently and saw that the water in the water dragon had turned into bright red.

The bottom of the usual wash basin was blocked, and blood quickly filled the sink and began to overflow along the white porcelain wall. The blood soon spread all over the floor, soaking Bai Xin and Di Ga's soles.

In the small bathroom that was empty just now, a red, blue and white woven bag appeared.

Bai Xin looked at Di Jia, and Di Jia also looked at Bai Xin, and they both saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

Somehow, doing so many weird and scary paintings only made the two of them more certain that the woman just wanted to scare them.

The fierce ghost will not give you so many preludes, just come straight up and start doing it.

Such as red spiders, such as cannibal vampires...

The red light on the top began to flash, and a shrill, whistling laughter echoed in the air.

The bulging woven bag suddenly made a "chick" sound as the chain was opened, and the next moment, a dry palm stretched out.

And in the sewer at your feet, countless black hair began to emerge.

His hair was mixed with blood, and he was approaching Bai Xin and Di Jia.

Bai Xin looked back at the mirror, and the shadow of the female ghost was reflected in the mirror.

She lowered her head, her hair falling over her face, revealing half of her strangely shaped eyes.

Bai Xin: "..."

I guess I got experience from scaring people all the time. The atmosphere created by this female ghost is almost full of horror value.

No wonder the service ghosts in the hotel don't want to come down. In this environment, ghosts, let alone people, are scared to see them.

It's a pity that he and Tiga are not humans, but dogs.

Bai Xin kicked away the female ghost approaching him and took out a pocket watch from his pocket, "Do you want this?"

The female ghost, who was about to get up again to scare people, suddenly froze up and stopped jumping at the red light above her head.

Bai Xin continued: "If you want, just put away this scary toy and let's talk."

The female ghost was silent for two seconds.

Two seconds later, the blood flowed back and the hair retracted. Even the body that had already penetrated halfway into the woven bag froze and locked it back in embarrassment. After returning to the woven bag, he did not forget to close the zipper.

The light at the top also changed back to its original dim yellow color, and even got a little brighter.

The female ghost who was kicked into the corner stood up staggeringly while holding on to the white porcelain wall, looking anxiously at the pocket watch in Bai Xin's hand.

"Give me this thing. It belongs to my child. Why is it in your hands?"

Bai Xin held the pocket watch, but did not immediately hand it to the female ghost, nor did he answer the female ghost's questions. He just asked: "You answer a few questions for me, and I will give it to you. You will bring it out of the Red Apple House." Where did the two humans go?"

The female ghost looked at Bai Xin blankly: "What kind of human beings? I have never captured any human beings."

Bai Xin was slightly stunned, "Not you? Do you go to the Red Apple House every night to look for children with a ball?"

When asked this question, the female ghost nodded, "It's not a ball, it's my karma. I'm afraid of getting lost, so I bring the karma with me every time I go."

Bai Xin: "..."

Good guy, is this true for the saying "playing with your head as a ball" when it comes to emotions?

Bai Xin: "In this case, my companion said that he heard you pretending to be their voices to deceive and induce some humans. Whoever responds will be taken away. You took away two people last night, a man and a woman."

The female ghost quickly shook her head: "I just went to scare you, I didn't take anyone away. The two of them responded, but I just knocked them out and didn't do anything."

Bai Xin frowned, "Since you don't do anything, why are you scaring me? Are you full after eating?"

A hint of embarrassment appeared on the female ghost's frightened face: "Well, I'm used to being scared, professional instinct..."

Bai Xin: "..."

Throwing the pocket watch to the female ghost through the air, the female ghost immediately picked it up in panic, and the pocket watch landed firmly in the palm of the female ghost's hand.

Seeing the cherished look on the female ghost's face, Bai Xin asked another question: "Were your children in this Red Apple House before?"

Looking at the blurry photos of the two children, the tears in the female ghost's eyes were like broken beads, falling one by one: "Yes. After my death, I left the children for a period of time because of the movement of the bodies. Later, with the strength of

After strengthening, I have the strength to get rid of the corpse and go find my child."

"But the child has disappeared. From then on, I searched every year, but no one was found alive, no body was found dead, and I didn't even see the soul. My child, I want to find my child. My child

Why is my life so miserable? I just escaped from the tiger's mouth and my whereabouts are unknown. I just want to find my child."

Bai Xin: "That's why you kept putting off leaving."

He paused: "The person who killed you was the man next door to you?"

Di Jia glanced at Bai Xin.

The female ghost's eyes widened in surprise, "How did you know?"

Bai Xin organized his words and said, "It is a reasonable guess. First, if you have the intention to move, you will definitely be able to move. Although the woman said she has no money, the cigarettes she smokes and the clothes she wears are all high-quality goods. If you have no money,

, It can’t be like this. Secondly, there are corpse spots on the man’s body, although it is covered by the vest, it is black, it should be left by your curse.”

"In addition, the most important point is actually that I think your ghost looks scary, but it is just a paper tiger that scares people. If you are looking for children and will not take away irrelevant humans, you should not imprison irrelevant ghosts either.

.Since you imprisoned them, you must have some deep grudge against them."

"You can remember the face of a man, but not the face of a woman. Obviously you have a deeper impression of a man, so it is very possible that a man is the murderer."

"Where is the woman? Why should she be imprisoned? Is she an accomplice?"

The female ghost took a deep breath and said, "Yes, she helped dispose of my body."

Tiga: "Where's the little girl?"