Mysterious recovery

Dim yellow lights enveloped several people, engulfing their figures.

Room 301 was still the same as before, without the slightest change, and even the door slammed shut again after a while.

Everything returned to deathly silence.

On Li Yang's side.

He had reached his limit, and at this moment a weird rag doll fell from the broken window.

After the rag doll fell to the ground, it turned over and jumped up, and started to run like a jerk with its short legs. It seemed to sense something. It was running in the direction where Yang Jian and the others left, but suddenly turned around on the same spot. After a circle, he quickly ran in the opposite direction.

The thick smoke covering the building next to it was quickly dissipating, and it was approaching the direction of the doll.

"Cough cough."

Li Yang leaned on the window and looked downstairs, his face was ugly, and he looked weakly at the doll going away.

"It can be regarded as surviving smoothly, and then we will see the news from the captain."

However, his expression just relaxed.

Suddenly a voice sounded in the living room filled with thick smoke just now: "I am Li Leping, are you Yang Jian or Li Yang?"

Li Yang trembled violently, and cold sweat broke out on his back instantly.

Li Leping?

He glanced around the corner of the room.

It was a distorted corpse.

There are still three words clearly written on the polished sign on the mummy: Li Leping.

Chapter 8 Ten Strange Everything

In the ghost area.

Room 301 in Mingyue Community.

This seems to be the only room with lights in the entire blocked area, but the lights in this room can't be seen from the outside. When you look at this floor from the outside, it is still the same as other floors. The change.

Only after Yang Jian kicked open the door forcibly before did the light in the room shine.

But at this moment.

The door of room 301 was closed again, and the floor was restored to its previous appearance blackened by thick smoke.

Yang Jian is now standing in the living room of Room 301.

Overhead is a dim, depressing light.

The living room is not big. Although the old decoration style gives people a feeling of the last era, the place is very clean and tidy, as if someone lived there.

Yang Jian touched the old wooden table next to him.

It was spotless, very clean.

"This kind of cleanliness is a bit abnormal. Even if someone takes care of it, it's impossible to be so clean. It's like it's been maintained for a certain moment. Could it be that this room is also a ghost domain?"

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

The ghost domain within the ghost domain is not impossible.

Subsequently.

His eyes fell on several items on the wooden table.

A few bowls and plates, the patterns on them are somewhat familiar, it seems that they have seen it somewhere.

correct.

Yang Jian remembered that it was the bowl of fried rice with eggs when he made a deal with the ghost cabinet.

The plate has the same pattern as this one. I asked Jiang Yan to investigate it before, and the information I got was that it was porcelain from the period of the Republic of China. It was not an antique, but just a little old.

"It's this kind of information connection again. Could it be that this house is related to the ghost cabinet?"

Yang Jian frowned.

Looking at the mottled paint on the tabletop, it is also red. This style really looks like a ghost cabinet.

If it is really involved, then the ghost cupboard, this room 301, the ghost post office, are all connected to each other... These ghosts seem to be connected together by an invisible thread, just this potential connection Only those who have experienced it will notice.

After all, Yang Jian's experience among ghost masters can be said to be very rich.

"What's in that basket?"

suddenly.

Yang Jian saw an old rattan vegetable basket placed in a corner of the wooden table. This vegetable basket could be seen everywhere in the countryside before, but this vegetable basket was well preserved. The handle was smooth and shiny. A layer of patina formed by long-term use.

But the basket was covered by a blue cloth, and there seemed to be something inside.

He hesitated.

But curiosity seemed to get the upper hand.

In the end, he stretched out his hand and lifted a small corner of the cloth.

That's a baby?

No.

No, it was a baby doll. Yang Jian could clearly see that the doll's arms had joints, not a living body.

The doll is naked and lying in a basket with its eyes closed, as if sleeping.

However, the body of this puppet is green and purple, a bit like the ghost baby incident that I experienced before, but this baby puppet feels weirder than the ghost baby I met at the beginning. She was sleeping, but it seemed as if she would wake up at any moment by opening her eyes.

"This is a supernatural item."

Yang Jian's heart trembled, and he made a judgment and guess.

The hazards of supernatural objects are actually not as bad as ghosts, and to some extent even scarier than a supernatural event, such as the ghost painting incident.

The ghost painting itself is a supernatural item, and it was only when it got out of control that the ghost painting event was formed.

"Don't touch it just yet."

Curiosity was satisfied, Yang Jian didn't dare to continue to die, he covered the cloth back again, and didn't try to find out what the use of the doll lying in the vegetable basket was.

There is no thought of taking it away and taking it for myself.

Mysterious and unknown supernatural objects, once out of control, can be a deadly threat.

Yang Jian's attention left the table, and he looked elsewhere.

It was a picture hanging on the wall.

It is an oil painting.

The person in the oil painting is a beautiful man from the period of the Republic of China, wearing a uniform, like a young warlord, and also like a nobleman, very temperamental.

"It's just an ordinary painting, nothing unusual."

Yang Jian observed for a while, and finally withdrew his gaze.

He just guessed that the person in the painting should be related to the owner of this room, or to commemorate and commemorate an important person in the past, so he deliberately hung the oil painting of the person at home, and this can probably prove that the painting The man in it should be dead.

Strictly count.

This is a portrait.

Weird dolls.

Oil painting portrait.

Continue to go deep into Room 301.

Yang Jian observed very carefully, so he walked very slowly and cautiously, for fear of touching some taboo, and then encountered some terrible attack, and finally fell here in a daze.

There are two rooms inside.

One left and one right.

Should be two bedrooms.

The doors of the two bedrooms are closed, and nothing can be seen from the outside.

He hesitated for a while, and the door on the right opened.

Crunch!

The old wooden door rattled.

The inside of the room also exudes a yellowish dim light, it seems that the light here has always been there, and it does not appear to be extinguished.

Yang Jian walked in immediately, he wanted to check what happened.

Upon entering the room.

His face changed.

what did he see.

A workbench, on which there are many broken cloth heads, some weird hairs, some old needles and threads, and even an unfinished doll, the appearance of the doll makes Yang Jian feel very familiar, since he and The dead baby he gave to Li Yang before was exactly the same.

No.

It can't be said that they are exactly the same, but the dead dolls are all similar, with weird wiring and unreasonable looks, all of which are styles.

"Could it be that the dead dolls are sewn here?"

Yang Jian felt an inexplicable shock.

He always thought that the dead doll was a supernatural item from the laboratory, but he had doubted before that the probability of artificial production of the dead doll was not high. The shape is also somewhat different.

Some have long and short legs, some have crooked heads, and some have long and short hands.

He suspected that the replacement doll might be made by a ghost, but he also rejected this conjecture, because how could a ghost sew the replacement doll with thought.

"Who is the owner of room 301? Is it true that the dead doll came from here?"

Yang Jian looked at this simple work table, his expression fluctuated, and the more he thought about it, the more urgent he wanted to know the answer.

At last.

Taking a deep breath, he could only temporarily bury this curiosity in his heart.

But Yang Jian can confirm.

Headquarters still has something to hide from him.

No, it should be hidden from all the captains.

Continue to observe other places.

In addition to the suspected workbench for sewing dolls, there is also a female puppet standing beside it. This puppet has no face, and it is only judged by the curve of the figure that it is a female puppet.

There are no clothes on the puppet.

But Yang Jian felt that the puppet should have a piece of clothing on it.

A piece of clothing that fits the figure of the puppet very well, such as... a cheongsam.

But the clothes are gone.

I don't know if it was taken away or lost.

Yang Jian's eyes lingered on the puppet for a while, and finally shifted his attention to other places.

Then, he actually saw a altar in this room.

Yes.

That's right, it was set up by superstitious people before, but it was empty inside, with nothing enshrined, and no statues of gods were seen nearby.

Look elsewhere.

Yang Jian saw a small drawing board, and there was a small red-lacquered wooden stool in front of the drawing board.

Obviously this is a place to paint.

There is still a painting left on the drawing board.

It was a sketch of a character, but the person in the painting only had half a face, and the style was depressing and distorted, just like drawing a ghost. Staring at the sketch for a few more times made people feel very uncomfortable.