Strange talk live room

The bulging quilt stood motionless in the lifeless room, looking like a small grave bag.

I stood at the door and looked at it for several times, then walked to the bed.

Sun Qianmei stood outside, holding on to the door frame, trembling nervously.

Under the cold white light, the blood stains on the quilt were particularly dazzling.

My brows jumped wildly.

Everything in the room was covered with a layer of dust, but the quilt was clean. Moreover, the blood stains on it were very fresh, as if they had been stained not long ago.

My heart caught in my throat, I took a breath and opened the quilt fiercely.

A person curled up on the bed in an extremely incredible posture, like a rubber ball.

Not a child, but an adult.

The store owner from out of town, Shi Jingyuan.

Everyone who entered the stairwell arrived at this haunted house!

As I breathed a sigh of relief, I felt weirder and weirder.

"Hey, wake up." I reached out and pushed Shi Jingyuan.

"Ouch, what's going on? Why does my body hurt so much?" His first words after opening his eyes were also to cry out about pain. His bones crackled and he returned to his normal posture.

"Where is this?" His eyes were also blank. After seeing me, his eyes lit up: "Brother Li, why are you here? What's going on? This place looks so scary."

"Haunted house." I said calmly, "If I guessed correctly, you fainted for no reason when you were going downstairs. Did you see a child before you fainted?"

Shi Jingyuan recalled it, and immediately his eyes widened in shock: "Really, brother Li, how do you know everything? Or are you just like me?"

"Stop asking so many questions and leave quickly." I waved my hand and walked out of the house.

There's only one last room left, and I don't know what to do if the child isn't in it either.

Shi Jingyuan didn't dare to write ink, so he quickly slipped out of bed and limped after me.

"ah--"

We had just reached the door when a scream came from the living room.

It's Sister Zhen's voice!

My heart sank and I ran over immediately.

You could see through the trellis that Sister Zhen and Lu Xiu were standing at the door, shivering as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.

However, the door is closed.

But when we came in, the door was clearly not closed!

My heart skipped a beat, and I walked around the grid and came to the door.

"what happened?"

The two of them had their backs to me, and no one answered. Instead, there was the sound of dripping water.

Shining the flashlight on the ground, I saw drops of scarlet blood falling on the ground, blooming into bloody flowers.

"You guys." My heart was beating fast and my throat seemed to be squeezed by a big hand. I instinctively took two steps back.

Sister Zhen fell to the ground with a thud.

"Help, help me." The bearded man turned around tremblingly, his throat seemed to be leaking, and his voice was unclear.

There was a long and thin wound on his neck, and the blood that kept pouring out made the entire chest red.

"Save, save"

His hands covered with blood stretched out towards me tremblingly, his beard and mouth wide open, like a fish starved of oxygen. Before he finished speaking, his body fell limp and fell into a pool of blood.

Two gold chains slipped out of his pockets, the same two that were placed next to the strange stones on the grid.

The two people died tragically in front of me. I was stunned for half a second, stepped over their bodies, and pushed the security door hard.

Sure enough, it couldn't be pushed, and the door seemed to have grown on the wall.

Feeling cold in my heart, I stepped past the two bodies and retreated to the living room.

"Brother Li, someone died." Shi Jingyuan was scared and regretful at the same time. "If I had known it, I wouldn't have come up to the fourth floor. What would I have done?"

"It's over, everything is over, they're back!" Sun Qianmei fell to the ground weakly, her pale face full of despair.

"Sun Qianmei, what do you know? It's time to say it." I tried to calm down.

"It's too late to say anything. It's dead. Everyone is dead." Sun Qianmei cried and laughed, as if she collapsed.

"What's the end! I'm innocent, why did I get involved in such a vicious thing!" Shi Jingyuan was about to cry, "This big girl, what do you know? Tell me quickly, if there is a way to escape, Woolen cloth!"

"It's useless, they're back. It's been twelve years, and they're still back." Sun Qianmei leaned against the wall numbly, repeating this sentence repeatedly.

"Sun Qianmei, it's not the last moment yet. Twelve years have passed. Do you want to give up now?" I walked over and said deliberately and meaningfully.

"Isn't it the last minute now?" Sun Qianmei said with a wry smile, her eyes dull.

"Of course, you're not dead yet?"

Sun Qianmei was stunned for a moment, and finally there was a sparkle in her eyes, and she said in a strange tone: "Yes, I'm not dead yet! It's not over yet, not yet!"

Her expression turned ferocious, and she suddenly got up from the ground, her chest heaving violently, and she gritted her teeth and said, "It took a lot of effort for me to get where I am today, and I will never give up easily!"

"Ouch, stop the ink stains, sister, what's going on?" Shi Jingyuan was sweating anxiously.

Her eyes turned cold, and Sun Qianmei looked at the hideous blood stains on the wall, then she spoke in silence for a while.

"Twelve years ago, this family was killed, including adults and children. No one was left alive."

"Ah, it's so tragic!" Shi Jingyuan had never heard about the tragedy, and his face suddenly changed color, "But even if they were unwilling to die and full of resentment, they should go find the murderer to avenge themselves. Why are we trapped in this this."

When he said this, he suddenly paused, as if he thought of something, and suddenly jumped away from Sun Qianmei and leaned towards me.

"You, you are not the murderer, are you?"

"Of course I'm not." Sun Qian gave him a white look.

Shi Jingyuan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right. You are so weak, how could you be a murderer? But since you are not a murderer, why are you trapped here?"

"Yes, why am I trapped here?" Sun Qianmei smiled bitterly, which was uglier than crying and looked particularly scary in the gloomy room.

The lustful Shi Jingyuan was so frightened that he took two steps back.

I didn't interrupt, and while listening to Sun Qianmei's words, I paid attention to what was going on in the room.

It's so peaceful now, so peaceful that it's a little weird.

It's like the atmosphere before the storm.

"They don't deserve to die." Sun Qianmei glanced at Sister Zhen and the bearded man lying in a pool of blood at the door, with a bit of hatred in their eyes.

"It's just that you're going to die if you take something small, is that all?"

"No, it's not us who have the final say." I urged, "You'd better finish it quickly. The owner of this house won't wait for us all the time."

"Twelve years ago, I also lived in this building, on the fourth floor, which is my so-called home now." Sun Qianmei laughed at herself, "It's just that it was a rented house at that time."

"I was a college student at the time. One day I stayed up late studying, and it was already early morning when I came back."

"As soon as I got out of the elevator, I heard a loud quarrel coming from the other side. Out of curiosity, I went over and took a look."