Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 134: A room of infinite horror
Chapter 134 The room of infinite horror
In my live broadcast room, there are all kinds of messy names, such as Teletubbies died of murder, Tieling Biaoye, Renshuaihuhaomeizhiai, these kinds of names can be recognized as online names at a glance.
But now the IDs in the live broadcast room have all changed to real names like Li Ming and Wang Wei. I don't know whether they represent living people with names and surnames, or ghosts who only remember their own names.
All in all, when I didn't find the ID of Wan Daochang, I stopped paying attention to those bullet screens, because they were probably fabricated from my memory, or they might be those lonely wild souls fostered in the Tongsang Talisman. The ghost deliberately played tricks on me.
After smoking a cigarette, my thoughts were basically cleared up: "Assuming this is Huang Xue's dream, the first thing I have to do is meet Yingzi, she must know more about dreams than I do. In this completely strange world, I need a guide."
"The other thing to pay attention to is Huang Xue. This is her dream, and her safety must be ensured." Holding the mobile phone of the underworld show, I walked around this strange room with a black suitcase in the other hand .
The size of this house is not small. There is a kitchen, a bathroom, a living room and three bedrooms. The house must be old. There is a thick layer of grease left in the range hood in the kitchen. Many of the furniture are painted and the walls are peeling off. The place.
"I entered Huang Xue's dream, but why did I appear in this room?" Thanks to Huang Lan's entrustment, according to the information she provided, Huang Boyuan and Huang Xue had never stayed in a similar room before. .
Before Huang Boyuan made his fortune, they couldn't afford to live in such a house. After Huang Boyuan became a senior executive of Qianding Pharmaceutical, such a house was not worthy of his status, so I deduce that the owner of this house and the Huang family have no relationship. Too big a connection.
"There are ghosts and evil things hidden in the Tongsang Talisman. Could this house be an illusion created by those dirty things? It's like a ghost hitting a wall." I talked to myself in the room, my ears moved, Suddenly, I heard a "dong dong" knock on the door from the living room.
"Sakura?" Cautiously, I came to the door with a suppressing talisman in hand. The door was not locked, but an iron chain was used to hang the bolt.
When I came here, the knocking on the door suddenly stopped.
"Who could it be?" It's very simple to open the door, all you need to do is remove the iron chain from the door bolt, and the mastermind behind the scenes seems to have no intention of imprisoning me.
But to be cautious, I squatted down, lay on the ground, and looked out through the crack of the door: "Sakura is wearing a pair of small white shoes. You can tell if it's her who knocked on the door."
The light in the corridor was too dark to see clearly. I pressed my eyes against the crack of the door and used my mobile phone to illuminate it.
The moment my vision was clear, my face was as pale as paper, and my heart beat heavily.
Silently taking the phone away, I quickly got up and took a few steps back.
The one standing outside the door was not Yingzi, it was the face of a tragic death covered in blood. She fell at the door, and I happened to be looking at her through the crack of the door just now.
A pair of bloodshot eyeballs moved irregularly until I appeared, and she stared at me through the crack of the door.
"Boom!" The knock on the door sounded again...
"This is the classic door-opening kill in horror games." I glanced at the unlocked door with lingering fear, and subconsciously moved away: "The main door must not be able to go out, even if I use the Thunder Talisman to kill it , but there is no guarantee that you will not encounter a second ghost."
Going back to the center of the living room, I began to look for clues in the house. For specific crimes, any behavior is purposeful. The other party imprisoned me here for no reason, it should not just be to scare me.
Searching the living room, I didn't find much. I moved the cabinet and sofa, and only saw some graffiti drawn by children.
"There are monsters and princesses in the pattern, so it should not be made by the same person. There may be several children of different ages living in this room."
Squatting down and looking carefully, there is a line of words written in pencil in the most inconspicuous corner of the wall: "I want to marry my brother, and I want to live with my brother forever!"
"Will my younger sister marry my elder brother?" I just took it as a child's words and didn't take it to heart. I moved the furniture back to its original place and started to check other rooms.
When I came to the kitchen, there were four sets of bowls and chopsticks on the dining table, three on the left and one on the right.
What's interesting is that all the plates containing rotten dishes are concentrated on the left side of the table, and the person on the right side only has rice, but can't eat food.
"There should be four people in this family. Three of them are ganging up and bullying the other. They live under the same roof. Why do they do this? Isn't one of them their own?"
I am not gossip, but start from the details and speculate with divergent thinking.
Out of the kitchen, I entered the first bedroom. The room is quite big. Besides a double bed, there is also a writing desk and a bookcase.
"Seven deadly sins?" Picking up a book on the writing desk, the owner of this bedroom seems to specialize in the study of Western literature, and found many translations and various original works of the Renaissance on the bookshelf.
In some notes and highly professional papers, I saw a name - Guo Zhiming.
"A lot of papers are stamped with the official seal of a certain college. Is he a university lecturer?" , I also found many books on the bookshelf, such as "Ball of Fat", "Criminal Law and Art", "On the Cult of Reproduction" and so on.
"This may be a well-dressed beast." Although I can't read the original book, Guo Zhiming left various explicit notes in the book.
I didn't touch anything in the room except for the books. I glanced at the sheets. The smelly sheets were in contrast to the books in this room, and there were pale spots on them.
Put the book on the table, and I saw an upside-down photo frame.
In front of the eyes, there are exactly four people on it, a middle-aged man with eyes standing in the middle, a pair of smiling young men and women on the left of him, and a thin boy with a blurred face on the right.
"This family is a bit strange." Standing in the middle should be my father, who is the owner of the first bedroom. As I expected, he looks gentle.
The man and woman on the left seem to be in love. Even if they are taking pictures, the young man's hands are dishonest, secretly sticking to the woman's back.
The woman did not resist, her eyes showed resentment, but her body approached the man actively.
The only incongruous place in the picture is on the right side, the thin boy is left alone, his thin hands hang down weakly, and there are bruises from the beating on the palms and exposed knees.
"Referring to the strange placement of the food on the kitchen table, the one who was bullied and abused should be this thin boy with a blurred face." After figuring out one problem, another new problem followed.
"Why did they abuse this child? Why is there no mother in this family portrait?" I sat on the chair in front of the desk and looked up at the drawn curtains.
"Window? If the other party intends to restrict me from going out, it is impossible to miss the window. If I open the curtain, will I see an extremely terrifying scene?" Being mentally prepared, I opened the curtain with one hand.
What appeared in front of him was neither a passage to escape from the sky nor a scary ghost, but just two windows made of metal.
The two windows are locked by combination locks, so they are airtight, and the outside world cannot be seen.
"It's interesting, do you need a password to escape?" Looking at the lock, the lock can only be unlocked by entering four numbers or letters in sequence.
"The four-digit password seems not difficult, but if the numbers 0-9 are combined with 26 English letters, there will be 36 to the 4th power, which is 1679616 different situations."
It is definitely impossible to try one by one. I still need to find other clues in the room.
Staying my chin and staring at the combination lock, just as I was concentrating on the window, I felt something lightly touch the back of my neck.
"Who!" Any disturbance in such a weird room would drive people crazy, let alone an inexplicable touch on the neck.
"Is anyone in the house?" Looking back, there was nothing.
"It was definitely not an illusion just now, something really touched my neck from behind." I pretended to turn around, and after a while my neck was touched again.
I turned my head to look and still didn't find anything.
"Strange?" I didn't give up. I took out the mobile phone of the underworld show and aimed it behind me, then turned and sat up straight.
About ten seconds later, my neck was touched again. I didn't turn my head immediately, but looked at my live broadcast room.
It can be clearly seen from the screen of the mobile phone that there is a hanged male body hanging behind me. His feet are drooping, and his toes are touching my neck one after another.