My House of Horrors

Although this old Japanese house has only a few rooms, it feels like a maze. Some rooms are connected and seem to be separated by partitions. In fact, that partition is a wooden door that can be pushed and pulled.

The whole room is very weird, the five bedrooms correspond to five dirty bodies, and Chen Song found a scroll with scripture in each bedroom.

Though the overall architecture is Japanese style, the residual rolls are traditional Chinese characters, most of which are secluded characters, and Chen Song only recognizes the gold, wood, water and soil.

“Five bedrooms, five dirty bodies, five rows...” There was a wind chime in his ear, Chen Song looked back, he was always wondering where the wind chime was coming from, this was the second time he had heard it.

“Did you notice that this house is like a man lying on the ground?” The police now have a very good attitude towards Chen Song. He is like an asshole. He chases after Chen Song all the time. Chen Song goes wherever he goes.

“People?”

“Yeah, the room we came into was the head of a man, the room on the left and right was the arm of a man, the leg of a man underneath, and the hallway in the middle was the body of a man. The shrine is at the end of the corridor, as if it were being trampled under the feet.” The words of the police inspired Chen Song.

“If you compare the whole building to a human being, then this architectural layout is like a living man holding a shrine. ”

“Man stepped on God?” The policeman's eyes flashed and shouted at Chen Song, “I get it! Man stomped on God! That's why a pair of red heels appeared in the shrine! ”

The first half of the whole reasoning was okay, but the rest was completely missed. Chen Song tried to warn each other, but the police were very excited and shared their findings aloud with other tourists.

At the time of intense discussion by other tourists, Chen Gong stood quietly in the hallway: “The theme of this room is curse, curse can also be a turnaround, starting from the malice of the first person, to find out what happened here first. ”

“I found a DV in the first bedroom that recorded seven young people staying overnight, and the DV didn't say how those seven ended up, but their chances of survival were basically zero, and that's seven lives. ”

“The second bedroom is a large pile of clothes, all covered in dirt, as if they had just been removed from the mud pit. In contrast to what the owner of the first compartment had said, the owner's parents were exposed to mudslides and the entire family was buried outside, and the clothes they wore must have been covered in mud when they died. ”

“So the clothes stacked in the second bedroom are likely to belong to the owner's parents, and the reason for their car accident is probably related to the shrine. ”

Chen Guo touched his chin and quietly sorted out the clues in his mind: “According to the owner of the house, it was raining heavily outside the day of the accident. The road in this hill village is very difficult to walk. It should be a regular natural disaster such as mudslides around the villagers' reaction. The owners are local residents and naturally know this, so why do they have to leave on their own? ”

The answer is self-evident. Chen Song looked back at the shrine: “They may have opened the shrine too. Even if they hadn't opened the shrine, they must have found something very dangerous, so they had to leave! But they did not think that even if they left their homes, they would still be unable to escape the shadow of death, which should be the power of the curse. ”

“Then there was the third bedroom, where I found a dumped table with a black and white photograph of an old man, oddly enough the old man in that photograph was taken with his back to the camera and his face was invisible. Beyond that, I also saw a lot of toys for kids in the third bedroom, hidden under the table. ”

“The items in the third compartment reminded me of the story told by the man in the DV, when the grandson opened the shrine and disappeared on the day of his burial. If the youngest grandson is dead, it's two more lives. ”

“One thing these things have in common is that the parties may have opened the shrine. ”

The first three bedrooms were stocked with the deceased's belongings, starting with the fourth bedroom, where the situation changed.

“I found traces of the fire burning in the fourth bedroom, the walls of that bedroom were fumigated, everything in the house was burned down, who burned the house? Why would they burn everything in the bedroom? ”

Unclear, Chan Song skipped the question for the time being: “Regardless of the fourth bedroom, the situation in the fifth bedroom is also very strange. This room should be a woman's room with mirrors on the side of the wall, beautiful traditional clothes in the closet, and some boxes for makeup. The owner of the room is supposed to be a young woman, but on the other side of the room, why would she give a black and white photo of the old lady? ”

“The fifth bedroom creates a sense of cleavage, and the weirder part is that the old lady's black and white photographs are facing the room, making it feel like she's smiling at the new clothes in the house. ”

“The black and white photos of the grandfather in the third bedroom were taken back-to-back, and the black and white photos of the old lady were taken back-to-back, which is why? What the hell happened to this whole family? ”

Chen Gong was thinking, and the child's voice suddenly appeared again: "It hurts to lose a butterfly, but why do they have to tear off the butterfly's wings? ”

The voices of the emptiness appeared violently, frightening Chen Song: “Probably because of jealousy of the beauty of the butterfly, some ugly people like to destroy things that are more beautiful than themselves, as if they would become beautiful. ”

“Ugly man? Grandma is not an ugly person...” The child seems to be muttering to himself.

“Grandma? She ripped off the butterfly's wings? ”

“Yeah.” The kid seemed a little unhappy.

“Are you alone here? Can I be your friend?” Chen Song try to slow down his speech.

“I was with Grandpa, and he wouldn't let me wander around. He was afraid Grandma would know I existed and kept me hiding in the room.” The child's voice carries a hint of innocence and he is like a blank piece of paper.

“So the scariest thing in this house is Grandma?” Chen Gong raised his hand slowly, and he wanted to make sure of one thing.

The tip of my finger is frozen for a while, and I do stand beside myself with something, it's not a projection!

“Can you take me to see your grandfather?” Before the child answered, Chen Guo heard the wind chime again, which was the third time the wind chime had sounded.

“Grandma's here, I should get back.” The boy's voice gradually diminished and Chan Sing looked behind him with his pubic pupils and found a four-five-year-old running into the third bedroom.

He was on his way, suddenly feeling the wooden partitions on both sides of the corridor vibrating, a giant spider bigger than an adult crawling out of the room full of charms.

Screaming, the spider crawled fast on the walls and ceilings, and her arms, like humans, had a dry head.

“Projection?” The monster made it too realistic, even Chen Song looked like a numb scalp: “It's a hell of a difficulty, this thing can not only be horrible, it can also bring a physiological discomfort. ”

The spider seemed to recognize Chan Song and quickly climbed towards Chan Song.

At first glance, Chan Song leads the spider to rendezvous with other teammates.