My Iyashikei Game Chapter 658: Calling the soul? Or seek marriage?
Chapter 659 Evocation? Or seek marriage?
"Someone bought the haunted house?" Han Fei looked at the white wax on the ground: "Did he put all these things?"
"Nonsense, who would do such a thing other than that lunatic... No, it's a little loose, there are indeed other strange people in the building." The old man seemed to have remembered something: "But Bai Wa He must have done it, I caught him before."
"Why would he do that?"
"Then who knows? He didn't say anything to him, and no one cared about the community. We even reported to the police, but that guy just refused to change." The old man also had a headache: "If you are really curious, go Ask him, but I still want to advise you, you can't believe everything a lunatic says, if you believe a lunatic, then you are not far from going crazy."
After cleaning the door of his own house, the old man closed the door, and he showed the snow in front of each door to the fullest.
"The girlfriend of the vegetative state returned to her soul on the first seven days. Does the new resident on the fifth floor want to see her girlfriend?" Li Guoer's face changed: "Oops, we saw the married ghost last night , the ghost may have already run into his house! The owner of the house may have been killed!"
"Go, go up and have a look."
Passing through the middle of the white wax, the three of them came to the fourth floor.
Li Guoer was afraid that the owner of the house would be killed, so he walked quickly, but Han Fei stopped when he passed the fourth floor.
"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Jia was caught off guard and bumped into Han Fei's back.
"This room..." Han Fei stared straight at the rusty security door, his pupils were shrinking a little bit, the whites of his eyes were increasing, and the expression on his face began to get out of control: "I seem to have been here before."
"Boom!"
Han Fei grabbed the door lock with both hands, and the sound startled both Li Guoer and Xiao Jia.
"Calm down!" Xiao Jia tried to pull Han Fei away, but Han Fei's hand seemed to be on the iron gate.
"I didn't move, my body moved by itself. I should have opened this door many times, so many times that my hands have already remembered that feeling."
Without a key, he just turned the doorknob with his bruised hand. The room in front of him seemed extremely important to Han Fei, and he didn't expect that he would do such a thing.
"Is this really my home?"
Not long after, hurried footsteps came from the house, and the owner of the house heard the sound and ran over.
The door inside was quickly opened, and an old man with white hair appeared at the door, with age spots on his face, wearing loose pajamas and nightgown, and a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his mouth.
"Who are you looking for?"
"Is this your home?"
"Otherwise?" The old man looked Han Fei up and down through the anti-theft door outside: "Did something happen in the community again?"
"Have you always lived here?"
"I don't live here, do you live here?" The old man had a bad temper, and he breathed out a puff of smoke impatiently: "Why do you keep looking at my house? Are you looking for someone?"
"Are you sure you've been living here? Since more than twenty years ago?"
"I've lived here for nearly forty years. I moved in when the community was just built. Is there a problem?" He didn't care at all, there were a lot of wine bottles piled up in the house, it was time to smoke, it was time to drink.
"If it's convenient, can I come into your house to take a look? There are always children missing nearby, and we are visiting and investigating." Han Fei's voice was gentle, giving off a sense of integrity.
"Come into my house?" The old man frowned, and his eyes jumped over Han Fei to Li Guoer and Xiao Jia.
Wearing glasses, Li Guoer is quiet and cute, looking soft and weak, Xieding Xiao Jia is dumbfounded, feeling completely devoid of intentions.
"Okay." The old man opened the door and let the three of them enter the room.
"Thank you old man, what should I call you?"
"My surname is Fu. I used to work in an orphanage. The neighbors in the building call me Dean Fu." The old man flicked down the cigarette ash and kicked the wine bottle on the ground to the corner: "The house is a bit messy, so sit down wherever you want."
"Dean Fu?" Han Feiguang couldn't tell whether he was lying from the expression and content of the other party's words.
This room gave Han Fei a very familiar feeling, but Dean Fu said that this was his home.
"You can look at it as you like. I am old, how can I have the strength to kidnap and sell children? I suggest you go to Building No. 11 to have a look, maybe you will get something unexpected." The old man sat down with a cigarette in his mouth. The window feels very vicissitudes, and the changes of light and shadow of a century seem to be hidden in the eyes.
"Building No. 11?" Li Guoer and Han Fei have a special understanding. She doesn't know why Han Fei is obsessed with this room, but since Han Fei wants to investigate here, she will go Cooperate.
Without any communication, Li Guoer sat opposite the old man, as if he really came to investigate the missing children, and began to talk to the old man, buying time for Han Fei to check the room by himself.
The old man didn't seem to be prepared to ask any questions at all. He had already lived a transparent life and didn't care about fame and money, so he let Han Fei wander around the house.
After inspecting each room, Han Fei stopped in the innermost bedroom. He couldn't see anything from the furnishings, but what caught Han Fei's attention was a photo frame.
After opening the drawer of the wooden table, an upside-down photo frame and various spare keys at home are placed together.
"Who is this?"
Han Fei picked up the photo frame. In the photo was a little girl in a red dress. She was holding a flower pot full of soil, as if she was waiting for the seeds to take root and germinate.
"That's my granddaughter." The old man in the living room saw Han Fei staring at the photo frame and shouted at Han Fei.
"Where are your other relatives?"
"I'm gone, my little granddaughter is also lost, I only left a picture of her." Dean Fu silently smoked a cigarette, his eyes still vicissitudes.
"Granddaughter?" Han Fei's hand lightly touched the girl in the photo. He had no memory of the girl at all, but he couldn't help the impulse in his heart, as if he wanted to drag her out of the photo.
"Do you have any questions?" Dean Fu was a little tired, and he became more and more impatient.
"We're leaving now." Han Fei put the photo frame back in place, and when he turned around, he caught a strange scene from the corner of his eye.
The scene in the photo has changed. It is no longer a little girl staring at the flower pot, but a girl poking her head out from the belly of a living person, with a hideous face stretching out her hand toward Han Fei, as if she was about to grab Han Fei.
Looking blankly at the photo, but everything seems to be just an illusion.
"Am I wrong?"
Until he came out of the old man's house, Han Fei still couldn't forget that girl. She was young, covered in blood, and desperately wanted to tell him something.
"Cheer up!" Li Guoer patted Han Fei on the shoulder: "The community is normal during the day~IndoMTL.com~ Only at night will it overlap with ghosts, if you don't find what you want If you are discouraged, after dark, we can come with you again."
The three of them walked to the fifth floor. The white wax did not continue to swing up, but stopped at the door of a certain family.
"Pewter wax, paper money, white wedding invitations and couplets, what on earth does this guy want to do?" Looking at the big white happy characters on the door, Xiao Jia took a step back, but it was Li Guoer who took the initiative to knock on the door.
Not long after, the door of the house on the fifth floor opened by itself, and a strong smell of meat wafted from the house, and the sound of stir-frying and cooking dishes came from the kitchen.
"Cooking at dawn? Is it still all meat?" Li Guoer looked into the house, and the small room was completely decorated as a wedding room. All white and black.
"Is anyone there? We want to ask you something." Li Guoer quietly entered the house, and she saw unsent black and white invitations all over the floor, as well as a huge black and white wedding photo in the bedroom.
What's even weirder is that there seems to be a person lying on the double bed under the wedding photo.
Its whole body was covered by a quilt, and its head was not exposed. It remained motionless for a long time, and only a human figure could be vaguely seen.
(end of this chapter)