poor house

.But looking at the material, it should be silicone.

Damn, could it be that I was scared to death by a dummy just now? !

I scolded myself bloody in my heart, and when I regained my senses again, the strange man just now had disappeared.Kicking away the half-remaining head, Wu Xie patted the dust on his body with some depression and continued walking forward.

But who was the man just now?Why do you say this is not the place you should come to?Filled with doubts, Wu Xie bumped and leaned on the wall and walked forward, but almost fell again because of the sudden loss of weight in his hands.

Why on earth did you come here!

Furious, Wu Xie leaned on the door frame and looked at the same scorched room. The huge shadowless lamp in the middle where the shape could still be seen explained the purpose of this room.It's the operating room.

Why is it the operating room again.

His heart skipped a beat for no reason, Wu Xie stared fixedly at the burnt sheets on the operating table, and suddenly remembered why he said "again".

Subconsciously grasping his wrist, Wu Xie staggered back on the ground, but found that no matter how he walked, he couldn't get out of the dark room.

"Help--"

It was the same voice as last time, the cry for help.

"Face - don't -"

It was still the same words, but still couldn't be heard intermittently.

The darkness deprived him of all sense of security, and Wu Xie leaned against the cold wall, not daring to step forward rashly.But even so, the plaintive cry for help was still repeated back and forth in Wu Xie's ears, refusing to stop.

"Why are you still here?" The door that was suddenly pushed open almost knocked Wu Xie down, it was the strange man just now. "This is a dangerous house on fire, how did you get in?"

"Fire scene?" Staring blankly at the man in red in front of him, Wu Xie realized that he was a firefighter. "Why am I here?"

"I still want to ask you. Don't make a fuss, leave quickly." Taking a flashlight to shine on the empty operating table, the firefighter gave Wu Xie another look and hurried away.

There was a fire in this hospital?Then why did I come to this post-disaster place?Who made me come here?What is the purpose?Wu Xie, who clenched his fists tightly, heard the cry for help that appeared in the darkness again, and finally couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with your face?"

In an instant, the ward was completely silent, only the sound of Wu Xie's breathing remained.

"Face, what's the matter?" Asked again without giving up, Wu Xie always felt that if he didn't ask clearly this time, he would never have another chance.

In the ward where the temperature plummeted, even the gas he breathed turned into white mist. Wu Xie hugged his arms tightly and huddled at the door. The ghost who had been begging for help must have heard it. He gritted his teeth and asked again. Wu Xie Has been shaken into chaff. "Is it your face? Tell me what happened?"

The sudden burst of sound was like the signal in the earphones being interfered to the limit by the magnetic field, and the sharp friction sound was like fingernails constantly scratching the glass, or like a bearing full of rust was constantly rotating.The ear-piercing noise seemed to be piercing Wu Xie's eardrum with a sharp sword and piercing his head. At the last second of losing consciousness, Wu Xie seemed to finally hear what the shrill voice was howling.

"I stole my face!"

The dull thunder blast sounded suddenly with the momentum to awaken all sleeping things in this world. Wu Xie, whose eyes were full of fog, seemed to be awakened by the thunder explosion. The moment the fog dispersed and he closed his eyes, he sat up suddenly.

As if he had just finished a 3000-meter run, Wu Xie leaned against the head of the bed and panted heavily, and he could even feel the annoying soot smell in the air in his lung lobes.Pressing his still beating heart tightly, the inexplicable wailing still echoed in Wu Xie's ears.

It wasn't a dream just now, but my soul had left my body again.

Although these two points can be clearly distinguished, Wu Xie doesn't know why it happened again.Fortunately, they woke up on their own this time and the little brother was not there, otherwise they should be worried again.

The rain outside the window still had no intention of stopping, Wu Xie looked at the talisman papers hanging on the four corners of the ceiling, and smiled helplessly.Now even if the little brother wraps himself in talisman paper, there may be no way to prevent the soul from running out again.

Speaking of wrapping up, why did the girl wrapped in gauze call herself 'Mr. Wu' yesterday?And why did I see such a terrifying scene?It was as if her whole body had been burned beyond recognition—

fire?

In a trance, I remembered the place I went to just now, the plastic surgery hospital where the fire broke out, the voices kept calling for help, and the scorched girl whose face was snatched away. Could it be that she is actually dead?

But if the girl is possessed, why can't the little brother and the black glasses feel it?Moreover, the scorched girl called herself Mr. Wu, if it is really a ghost, then it should not be from this era.So who was burned to death?What is 'I stole my face' again?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his head was in a mess, so Wu Xie simply gave up thinking and picked up the camera on the bedside table to temporarily distract his attention.It was obviously a job, but why did it suddenly become a supernatural event again?While thinking about it and checking the photos, Wu Xie was depressed to find that the distortion of the display screen seemed to be getting worse.It was just blurry at first, but now almost the whole person is distorted, and the color difference has become very serious, it looks like a mass of jet black.I looked through several pictures in a row and it was like this. It seems that it will not work if I don't change one.

Just about to put down the camera, Wu Xie was taken aback by the distorted figure that he glimpsed out of the corner of his eye.Although this is the case for several consecutive pictures, it seems that one is more serious than the other.It seems to be eroding bit by bit according to the advancement of time.

Taking out the laptop and connecting it to the camera, Wu Xie clicked on the big pictures to identify them one by one, making sure that his thoughts were correct.It's not the display screen or the lens, but the person in the photo—the girl who is currently wrapped in gauze.

In the first trial photo, it can already be seen that there is a large ghost in her part, and Wu Xie is sure that it didn't appear when the photo was taken.In the second and third pictures, the phantom gradually expanded.Then it turned into a black thing like a stripe, distorting her own face.Because the camera's display screen is too small, Wu Xie thought it was because of the water entering at first, but he didn't expect it to be so.

"But why did this happen?" Looking at the last picture in doubt, the girl's whole body has been integrated with the black markings, but Wu Xie found that her face was unexpectedly clear.She is indeed a good-looking girl, and no matter whether she has plastic surgery or not, her eyebrows and eyes always look familiar.The more you look at it, the more familiar it looks. What's the matter--I didn't think she looked like this before, why now the more I look at it, the more I feel that this face is so similar to Xiaohua--

"Xiao Hua, where are the black glasses?"

Rushing into Xie Yuhua's bedroom with a notebook in her arms, Wu Xie stared at Zhang Qiling standing by the window in a daze, as if she didn't quite understand why he and Xie Yuhua stayed alone in the bedroom.

"The blind man has something to do," Xie Yuhua said casually, "What's the matter, Xiaoxie?"

"Ah, it's nothing." After closing the notebook and looking at the expressionless Zhang Qiling, Wu Xie always felt a little awkward in his heart. "Brother, come back to the room with me."

"You go first, I have something else to do." Zhang Qiling said lightly, his stern face remained expressionless.

"Who are you having trouble with? With Xiaohua?" Wuminghuo came out of nowhere, and Wu Xie couldn't explain why he was angry. "You guys better tell me what it is, and don't force me to get angry."

"Brother, let's go, go downstairs and talk." Ignoring Wu Xie whose face was already flushed, Xie Yuhua walked up to Zhang Qiling's side, and took his arm.

"Xie Yuhua, what are you doing?!" It was inconceivable that the two people who had never been at odds were so close, and they were still in front of him.Wu Xie rushed to Zhang Qiling's side angrily, and grabbed his wrist, "What's wrong with you, little brother?!"

"Wu Xie," Zhang Qiling sighed long and turned to look at Wu Xie, the tenderness in his dark eyes had long since disappeared. "Let's separate."

"Zhang Qiling, what did you say?" The sound was not loud but it was more deafening than the thunder outside the window. Wu Xie stared blankly at the expressionless Zhang Qiling in front of him, and asked blankly, "Say it again?"

"Let's separate. I'm tired." Leaving such a sentence lightly, Zhang Qiling followed Xie Yuhua out without even looking at Wu Xie.

"Is it because you think I don't have Xiaohua to watch?" Before the brain could react, the mouth had already spoken the words.Wu Xie held the notebook and looked at the backs of the two of them, not even knowing why it suddenly became like this, how could it become like this? !

"En." Nodding slightly, Zhang Qiling's back completely disappeared behind the door.But Xie Yuhua, who had already gone out first, turned back again, and showed a smile that was overwhelming and strange to Wu Xie, who was collapsed on the ground.

Could it be that at that time in the hospital, should I really go for plastic surgery?If he had become like Jie Yuhua earlier, Zhang Qiling wouldn't have changed his mind -- he clenched his fists tightly to prevent tears from flowing out, but he still spread his palms as if all previous efforts had been wasted.

"Zhang Qiling, you liar..."

TBC

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In a dimly lit room, only overlapping breaths could be heard.The rain has stopped raging at some point, and the sporadic ticks hit the