[Bottle Evil] The Old Mansion's Strange Story

All this happened so suddenly that people were caught off guard, and I forced myself to calm down the moment I rushed to the window frame and almost chased Poker Bottle out.

An idea flashed through my mind: This is Tiaohulishan.

That figure reminded me of the face on the wall last night. It also appeared out of nowhere and then disappeared suddenly. It was impossible to see where he was coming from or where he was going, just like a ghost.But it’s definitely not a ghost. Pok and Poker are both aware of this. We have experienced many bizarre things. The end of the incident often proves that there are people behind the weirdness. What is more terrifying than ghosts and gods is the human heart.So Poker-Face chose to rush out and catch him, which was the most concise and efficient way.

But I can't go out, I thought about the purpose of the silhouette.

This figure is very likely to be the grimace from last night. He first lay on the wall to observe me and Poker-Face, and today he reappeared in the old house and stood boldly in front of the window to attract our attention again. He must have his purpose.

I thought of what Poker-Face said last night. The people in this village are weird, and they seem to be hiding some secrets.What this secret is, I don't know yet, but judging from the reactions of the villagers, it seems that it has something to do with this old house.And hiding a secret must be related to interests, so the idea that Poker-Face and I will come to the old house is very likely to touch their interests.But the situation is obviously not so urgent that we need to use coercive means to stop us. They just "stop" by telling some legends, as well as bad tone and weird eyes. "Looking at it" will not touch that interest.And once we make further moves, they will take other blocking measures.

So what is this further move? Judging from the timing of the figure's appearance, I guess it's the action of Poker Ping and I moving the cabinet.There must be something tricky under the cabinet. If I also chase out at this time, we will leave the key of the cabinet to each other.

However, what puzzles me is that if the purpose of his appearance is to divert the tiger away from the mountain, then he must be sure that the tiger will never return to the mountain.

Pain the killer?Thinking of this, I couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.Although I really believe in Poker-Face's strength, we are not familiar with the situation here. If that figure set some traps in advance, at least there will be some troubles.

But maybe I should worry more about myself because I didn't chase it out.If the purpose of that figure was to keep us away from the cabinet, then he must have thought of it too. Maybe neither of them paid attention to him, or maybe one person would stay in the room.Then he will kill those who chase him, and he must have another erasure plan for those who stay behind.

I quickly leaned against the corner. In this very ordinary room with a simple structure and small space, there was suddenly danger. I turned my head slightly and looked into the yard. In the stuffy oil bottle, there are only wild grasses swaying in the wind, and there seems to be something hidden inside.

When people get nervous, it's really like nothing, but I still decided to stay in front of this cabinet and wait for Poker Finger to come back. If there is any danger, and even Poker Oil Finger can't deal with it, then I will probably only add to the chaos when I go out.

Calm down In fact, although I was a little nervous in my heart, I was still calm on the whole. First, it was because of my trust in Poker Bottle, and second, it was because of my confidence in my own analysis.Xiaohua once said that I am the smartest brain in our life, but I don't think I am smart. I have been deceived a lot and I have been trained naturally.

But there are also disadvantages, that is, doubt has almost become a kind of conditioned reflex for me. This kind of doubt is not only reflected in the analysis of people and things, but also in my own cognition.

This is very contradictory. I am confident and doubtful at the same time.Then I suddenly thought, if that figure was sure that I would choose to stay in the room, then wouldn't I be fully cooperating with him.What if he knew from the beginning that Poker Ping would go out to chase him and deliberately lure him away? What if his original purpose was to separate the two of us...

I sighed secretly, realizing that I had started to think too much.I am indeed good at analysis, but it is based on sufficient information. I can clearly sort out the context of things and sort out everyone's purpose.There is too little information right now, and if I continue to deduce it in the way I used to, there will be countless possibilities.

I took a deep breath and decided not to think about it anymore. I had to admit that I was starting to worry about the safety of Poker Bottle, and I was even more concerned about his persistent attitude towards this place before. As soon as I got involved with this person, I couldn't help thinking about it .Things may not be as complicated as I expected, even if that figure has an unbelievable identity, and the purpose is to separate us and defeat each other, I will not let him succeed.

For ten years, Bronze Gate didn't do it, so could he be better than Bronze Gate?

The sound of the rain continued unabated. I glanced out the window and found that the sky was covered with thick clouds and the sky was getting darker. It was like entering the night, and the sky was always brightened by lightning for an instant, followed by deafening thunder.

I couldn't hear other sounds clearly, and I couldn't see far away, but suddenly there was a gust of wind, and I saw a cloth-like thing rolled up in the grass not far away, and fell into the grass again.

There was a sudden buzz in my head, and my whole body froze. I recognized it, it was the hoodie of the stuffy oil bottle.

Is there anyone who can take off Poker Bottle's clothes?But I was wondering whether to rush out to see what was going on, and the mutation I had been predicting in the room finally happened.

I heard a sudden "dong dong" sound from under the big cabinet in front of me.I grabbed the iron shelf next to it and prepared for an ambush. If some monster really broke out of the closet, I would directly shoot Ya on the forehead.

The knock sounded twice more, then stopped, and then I heard a muffled sound of falling. I guessed that the bottom of the cabinet had been opened.

The next moment, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from the cabinet and touched the edge of the cabinet opening. The moment I saw those hands, I breathed a sigh of relief.

There is really a hole in the bottom of this cabinet, people can climb up from it, and now the person who wants to climb up has two strangely long fingers on his right hand.

Poker Bottle first pushed open the closed half of the cover, then jumped up with the support of his arms, turned over from the old cabinet, and landed firmly on the ground.

Pokerfing's whole body was drenched by the rain again, and his jacket was gone, leaving only the black vest inside.Poker bottle raised his hand to wipe the rainwater off his face, gave me a faint look, and said, "I didn't catch it."

I didn't expect the figure to be so powerful that he could escape from Poker Finger's hands. I became even more curious about his identity and purpose.But when I saw Poker Bottle come back in front of me, I couldn't help feeling a burst of joy in my heart.

I looked him up and said, "It's good that you're fine, what happened just now?"