My House of Horrors

The camera is placed on TV, and the image taken from this angle is exactly what Chen Song turned to see.

The lights were dim and he squatted in front of the TV, and Chen Song slowly appeared with the illusion that he was not watching the video, but watching the living room behind him.

The lights in the living room are still flashing, while in reality the frequency of the lights flashing seems to gradually overlap with the frequency of the lights flashing in the video.

When the lights go dark on the TV screen, the lights go dark in the living room, and it won't take long for them to turn on at the same time.

“Video is affecting reality? No, there's a ghost trick.” Chen Gong didn't look back. He stared closely at the slowly opening bedroom door in the video.

Every time the light darkens, the bedroom door opens a few centimeters outward, and when the light flashes for the seventh time, Chan Song sees a black hair coming out the back of the bedroom door.

“Long hair, probably a woman. Isn't she the second owner?” Chen Gong still didn't look back, he just grabbed the broken hammer in his hand.

When the light in the room darkened for the eighth time, the strand of hair was blown by the wind and a small half of his face began to stretch out.

Chen Gong stared at the face in the video, and his mind was silent. Every time the light went dark, it seemed to be fixed.

When the face lying at the door of the bedroom leaned outwards in the video, the lights in the video and reality suddenly went out at the same time!

“Xu Yin!” Chan Song reacted in almost a second, holding the hammer round his hands and smashing it behind his back!

The broken skull hammer hit the sofa and Chan Gong looked around.

The house was pitch dark and there was something moving.

About a few seconds later, the light went on again.

There was no change in the living room in reality, but the bedroom door opened, just like it was on the video!

Chen Song looked back at the TV, and the screen was full of black and white snowflakes, and the recording was over.

Kicking the sofa open, Chan Song looked at the slowly rotating tape, and when Xu's voice sounded, he slowly walked towards the bedroom.

The wooden door was half open and several women's hair fell off the floor. Chen Song picked it up and rubbed it with his hands.

“You quench my patience like this and watch out for me to burn you all. ”

Stepping forward, the bedroom looked lame, with all kinds of debris thrown on the floor, rows of wooden boards nailed across the wardrobe, and the bedside table was sealed.

“What exactly is hidden in all the furniture that can be opened that is sealed by the planks? How many guests left those videos? ”

Looking at the furniture that was blocked all over the house by the boards, Chan Song came up with the idea: “Did the guests who took these videos find the reason for the haunting through the video? Is that why you sealed all the drawers and closets? ”

The more likely he thinks it is, the more likely this guest must have seen the ghost crawl out of a drawer from a piece of furniture, which is why he sealed all the furniture in the house that could be opened.

Chen Gong stopped in the middle of the bedroom, and he thought of another question: “Counting the female ghost, I encountered three ghosts, all three of them were free to enter and exit the room, indicating that sealing the furniture with wooden boards did not work. In other words, the owner probably missed a drawer, and this unsealed drawer is probably what I'm looking for. ”

He took the little one out of his pocket and put it in the bedroom door, alerted him, swinging his skull hammer and opening the drawer and closet: "All the drawers and closets are sealed, and the drawer I'm looking for is in the other bedroom? ”

The little body on the ground looked out, seemed to be about to climb out, and when Chen Gong picked her up, she found her hand pointing out the door.

Nor did he care at first, when he passed the living room door, he accidentally swept outside the door.

304 and 305 had nothing to do with the doors, and in the middle of the lights in the two rooms, it was not known when to stand with an old lady with a rubber back.

She was silent, facing room 304, with wrinkles on her face like a bean peel, looking a little scary.

His body was stiff at the door of the room, and Chen Song consciously put the crushed hammer behind him.

“Grandma, are you a tenant here?” Chen Song's voice remained calm and did not cause too much waves.

The old lady did not answer Chan Song, her eyes were not even on Chan Song, but looked at the drawers that had been violently pryed open by Chan Song.

“If it's so dark, you can always go home.” It is absolutely not normal for an old lady to stand outside the door quietly at night. In fact, if a young man were out there, Chan Song would have hammered over whether he was a man or a ghost.

“Did you open those drawers?” The old lady sounded dull, sounding like rough bark rubbing.

“Yes, I am going to buy these two houses and am tidying up the furniture now.” Chen Gong stared at the old man, and if he changed anything, he would not hesitate to call Xu Yan to do it.

“Go and find a half fairy to take a look at, maybe you're already hooked up with her.” The old lady said half the words and walked downstairs. She walked slowly and trembled.

“Haunted by her? Tell me clearly before you go! ”

Chen Gong chased him up the stairs, and the old man pointed to room 304: “He lived in that room with an English teacher. He looked good, and his voice was sweet. Later, it seemed like a love killing. She was separated into a drawer and found long after, she was angry, and anyone entering the room would be entwined by her. ”

“English teacher?” Chen Gong thinks the old man said that he has eyes and may not have lied. But the problem now is that a weird old lady in the middle of the night is standing at the door, which is a weird thing in itself!

“Grandma, why are you telling me this?” Chen Gong stood under the light and didn't follow Granny downstairs. "Can you tell me how you know all this stuff? ”

“I live in the building next door, and the English teacher killed is my daughter.” The old lady's face got very ugly and even her voice got a little shady: “You're the third one, she's done a lot of wrong things, I don't want to see her go on like this. ”

“Come on, don't stay in those two rooms.” The old lady went down alone, and she walked slowly, as if waiting for Chan to follow her downstairs.

“But I have one more question.” Chen Quo was about to ask the old lady who her daughter had harmed. When she suddenly received a message on her phone, it was from the intermediary woman.

“Do you know why households in that neighborhood don't make noises from night to night and turn off lights early? There's an old lady ghost in their neighborhood, often searching for light and noise to find her way home! ”

After reading the information on the phone, Chan Song raised her head again. The old lady parked around the corner of the stairs, and the wrinkles on her face were squeezed together. The voice became stranger and stranger: “Come on, come downstairs with me. The room is dangerous. ”

Eyes moved between the screen of the phone, the old man and the two rooms, and Chen Song suddenly threw his backpack aside, and the speculation in his brain slowly shaped: “None of it is believable, and there is no need for it. ”

He summoned Xu Yan and held the shattered hammer in his hands: "I just want my things back. I'm really not interested in your story. ”