This is not a weird story

This hand belonged to an adult. Not only was the skin black, but part of the skin and flesh had scabbed off, as if it had been burned.

The little girl struggled to break free, but the force of the hand was too strong. With one stab, her left leg was torn off from the ankle. The little girl immediately climbed into the house without stopping.

Xiao Rui kept running in the middle of the road, probably to avoid being caught by the outstretched hand, and followed the little girl into the house.

After a while, the black hand slowly retracted into the wall, probably because it could not withstand the pressure of the seal on the wall.

I saw the two children leaving the room again one after another. Swish, swish, swish, the little girl took the paintbrush in her hand and started painting again on the wall near the black hand that had just been stretched out. She painted very quickly and hurriedly.

Xiao Rui, who also followed out, started drawing by the door, and he also drew very quickly, giving Wei An the feeling of being in a hurry.

However, the wall was still undulating at this time, and the combined patterns seemed to still be resisting the ferocious power within the wall.

Suddenly, the black hand just broke out from the wall closest to the little boy and grabbed his sleeve. The little boy was pulled and his forehead hit the wall with a bang, and the paintbrush in his hand also It fell and his shoulders rubbed against the wall. He immediately opened his mouth to call for help to the little girl.

There seemed to be something about to break out of the wall where the little girl was sitting. Because her face was pieced together, you couldn't see any anxious expression, but you could feel that she no longer cared about it.

She wants to stop painting to save Xiao Rui, but if she doesn't stop, something will soon appear in the wall in front of her, and the danger will be even greater!

While Xiao Rui was struggling, he suddenly saw Wei An, wearing only a pair of small pants, striding towards us.

After approaching the wall, Wei An did not pull Xiao Rui because he knew that if he pulled the little guy directly, he might break his limbs just like the little girl.

He also held a pen in his hand, but it was a cinnabar pen. This cinnabar pen had long been dipped in red mixed ink. It could draw at least three spells at a time, and he started drawing against the wall.

Now Wei An was quite experienced in drawing this talisman, and he quickly finished a painting. However, this time he did not directly place the cinnabar pen and bloody hammer on the red circle, because there was no need to place them. In this talisman drawing After that, the shaking wall suddenly stopped.

Those things behind the wall that wanted to break out disappeared, and the black hand holding Xiao Rui retracted into the wall after being suppressed by a powerful force.

Xiao Rui was startled and looked at the spell that Wei An had drawn, "Uncle, thank you! It turns out that you... you can also draw. What is this? So awesome!"

The little girl had climbed down from the wall at this time, pulled Xiao Rui to her side, and stared at Wei An warily.

It can be seen that although Wei An helped them, the little girl is still very wary of outsiders.

Xiao Rui said: "Sister, he was the one who helped us just now. When he painted that thing, the wall stopped moving and your father wouldn't come out."

"Her father?" Wei An was stunned for a moment.

Although the little girl was very wary of Wei An, she did not make any move to attack. She glanced at Wei An, then crawled not far away to pick up the broken foot, and directly glued it to the broken part. Go up.

There was a painful friction sound, which made the security guard's body get goosebumps.

The little girl immediately took Xiao Rui's hand and walked into the house without looking at Wei An.

"I can draw a few more spells on the wall so that the person inside the wall can never come out again." Wei An suddenly said.

At this time, he speculated that he should have found a way to leave the 17th floor.

The little girl looked back at him without speaking, as if she couldn't speak at all because her throat was all pieced together.

Xiao Rui quickly shook her hand gently: "Sister, this is okay, your father will never come out, and we don't need to draw so many paintings!"

The little girl took two steps back and pointed at the spell that Wei An had drawn. Then she broke off all the fingers on her left hand and stretched it out in front of Wei An, as if she wanted to show him some kind of result.

This scene made Wei An immediately think of the dead Haruki Nakata. This guy died tragically with all his bones broken.

The little girl's meaning was obvious, telling him not to draw this charm, otherwise this would be the outcome.

Then the two children walked into the house. Wei An would not miss this opportunity and immediately followed them in.

He knew that the little girl could not express herself well, so he asked Xiao Rui: "Xiao Rui, how did your parents... die?"

Xiao Rui had said before that his parents were dead, and there was no sadness or fear in his tone, so Wei An didn't have to think about whether it was appropriate to ask this question.

Xiao Rui said: "Killed by my sister's father."

Wei An was startled and asked, "Why?"

Xiao Rui turned his head and glanced at the little girl. At this time, the little girl had climbed onto the wall again, but made no other sign.

Xiao Rui then replied: "My sister lives next door to ours. Her father often beats her. After drinking, he would hang her up and beat her. My parents couldn't stand it anymore. One day they heard my sister's screams and went there. Theory, and then my father was killed, my sister’s father came over and killed my mother too. I ran into my bedroom and hid, but my sister’s father thought I was asleep, so he didn’t come in.”

"Weren't you scared at the time?" Wei An asked.

Xiao Rui thought about it seriously and then shook his head, "I can't remember. I just remember that I hid in the room and cried for a long time until my sister came, and then my parents came too."

"How did they...come here?" Wei An raised his head and glanced at the little girl lying on the wall, and asked cautiously.

Xiao Rui replied: "My sister was also killed. Her body was the same as that of her parents. They came together after being put together. They told me not to be afraid, because my sister's father was also dead and was killed by her. Later, …”

Wei An listened to the outline of what happened intermittently, and combined his guesses to roughly connect the whole thing together.

That is to say, this little girl's father had been beating her after being addicted to alcohol. Xiao Rui's family next door couldn't stand it anymore. Their parents were hacked to death by the other party while they were arguing, and then the bodies were dismembered. After the murderer came back next door, he also killed the little girl. Killed and did the same thing.

Before he could kill Xiao Rui, he was killed by a little girl who turned into a monster. Because she was worried that her alcoholic father would also turn into a monster, the little girl dismembered the man together with the monsters that Xiao Rui's parents had turned into, and buried him. He entered the wall and suppressed it by drawing pictures.

Why they knew this method is unknown.

Xiao Rui's parents sometimes get up and move around, but most of the time they just lie on the bed, just like the scene Wei An saw before.