The House of Everything I Created

“Pick out the types that can be solved by us.”

“Then after I sort out these ghost stories that can be solved in a short time, I will arrange for you to do various auxiliary preparations.”

“Everyone may be very busy next, but with your current abilities, as long as you are not directly in contact with ghost stories, most things can be solved safely.”

“Basically, you have only one task, to assist me in completing all the events.”

“Next, you must carefully understand and read this information, remember it firmly in your mind, and tell me if you find anything.”

Looking at Sakuramiya Shirley and others, “Do you have any questions?”

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Everyone answered silently, “No problem. "

Lin Yi nodded slightly, and then they began to sort out all the events.

…

A third-tier city in the north, this is an old apartment.

Wang Fuhua walked out of the apartment in a dusty state.

It was already 7 o'clock in the evening, the sky was dim, the sunset was afterglow, and there was almost no light.

After a hard day, he finally got home.

There was a huge snowstorm outside, and it was winter now.

Here, winter work is the most difficult and requires a lot of physical strength and energy.

Wang Fuhua tightened his coat and walked up the stairs to the third floor.

There was a lot of frost on the ground, all left by water vapor.

Arrived at the door of his house , Wang Fuhua slowly opened the door, and a wave of hot air hit him in the face.

The heating in the house has been turned on, otherwise the cold air will make countless icicles grow throughout the house.

After closing the door, Wang Fuhua took off his clothes happily and hung them on the hanger next to him.

He shouted into the room.

"Wife, I'm back,"

With a smile on his face, he walked towards the living room, but he didn't see his wife.

Wang Fuhua is a middle-aged man, about 40 years old.

He has short black hair, many wrinkles on his face, and his skin is very rough. It is obvious that he is not engaged in a high-quality job.

He frowned and shouted, "Wife, are you cooking? "

With a hint of doubt in his eyes, he walked towards the kitchen. When he entered the kitchen, he saw a bloody scene.

A man covered in blood, wearing an apron, holding a machete in his hand, was chopping meat on the ground.

When Wang Fuhua saw this scene, his eyes fell on the ground. There was no one being chopped.

At this time, his wife stood up covered in blood and turned to look at him.

This was his wife, wearing a white apron, a home outfit, a single ponytail, a middle-aged woman in her 30s.

Her face was stained with blood, and she was smiling at him normally.

"Husband, you are back, sit down first, I'm cooking."

At this time, Wang Fuhua looked at her with a hint of blame on his face.

"Really, how did you get your whole body dirty?"

"You have to be clean even when cooking. "

Wang Fuhua had a doting look on his face, with a twisted and weird smile on his face.

"Then I'll go to the living room and wait for you. Hurry up and prepare dinner. I'm already very hungry."

His wife smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I know."

At this time in the kitchen, in addition to the corpse on the ground, there were two cleaned corpses hanging near the refrigerator.

This is an extremely horrifying scene, it looks like a slaughterhouse.

At this time, outside this elderly apartment, three people appeared in a building facing this family.

Lin Yi, Brandy, and Zhao Hongxia, they actually hid here.

Bringing Brandy here, Lin Yi wanted him to get familiar with the world of ghost stories.

Zhao Hongxia said slowly on the side.

"This time the ghost story incident is called the male and female killer."

"These two are killers who roam around the north. They often sneak into some families, kill the family, and then replace them."

"And the people who are killed will become their meat, and after a week, they will move. "

"They carefully select their targets every time, and Wang Fuhua is the husband of the two,"

"Every day he goes out and looks for the next target within a dozen kilometers nearby."

"Originally, this pair of male and female killers have been brought to justice and publicly executed."

"But for some reason, they have become a brand new strange story and are repeating their past deeds."

"Lin Yi nodded on the side, looking at Brandy.

"Do you have any ideas to get rid of them?"

"Brandy also saw what happened in the room through the telescope, and his face was slightly solemn.

"According to the information we have obtained, the reason why these two male and female killers became like this seems to be performing some kind of ritual."

"They believe in a dangerous sect and believe that life is bred from the human body."

"On the surface, they seem to want to prolong their lives by devouring human lives."

"But in fact, I'm afraid that's not the case."

"I've looked through the doctrines of that dangerous sect, and some other content."

"I found that there are many explanations for taking lives in that sect. ”

“One of them I think is very important. ”

Zhao Hongxia looked at Brandy, with a strange look in her eyes.

Brandy was the first person to appear beside Lin Yi. She was also an illegal resident with no identity or origin. She was always curious about these mysterious people.

She couldn't help but ask, "What information is important?"

"Growing new life,"

"Growing new life, what does that mean?"

Zhao Hongxia's eyes showed confusion.

Brandy picked up the tablet in her hand and quickly turned to a page of information.

"This pair of male and female killers were not like this at the beginning."

"They were a very ordinary and loving couple, but they went to the hospital and were diagnosed as infertile."

"Three years later, they suddenly began to believe in a strange sect."

"The doctrine of this sect happens to have a doctrine that new life can be bred by devouring other lives."

"I think they may not kill people just for the sake of killing or prolonging their lives."

"But to give birth to an offspring."

"Even if they are dead, this obsession seems to still drive them to become ghost stories."

"So, if you want to solve this problem, the simplest way is only one."

"Use their cells to give birth to a new life, that is their child."

"Even if it is not born by them, as long as the child has their blood."

"That means their obsession will be disintegrated, cutting off the logic of their existence from the root."