My House of Horrors

“He's a little drunk like that.” Chen Gong stared at the slowly approaching monster and pressed the repeater switch, shouting Xu Yan's name in low voice.

However, he was somewhat surprised that Xu Yan had not appeared, but that the entire apartment building had begun to bleed and a fine crack had appeared on the wall.

Chen Gou learned after passing Xuyin that he seemed to be blocked by a force and was forcibly breaking through, but it would take a while.

“I had a similar situation when I entered the world behind the door of the underground morgue, but the scene behind that door was completely incompatible with Dr. Gao's underground morgue. ”

Put the repeater in the backpack, Chen Gong took out the crushed skull hammer and stood in the aisle.

“It feels like there's no need to hide. ”

The rugged hammer rubbed against the old wallskin, and Chen Song and other monsters approached, pointing at the monster's arm and smashing it down.

The bottle that grew in the meat was smashed into pieces, and a loud noise was heard, and the glass scum splattered around, trapped in the monster's body.

“Can you communicate? ”

The monster felt no pain, his arm was broken, but the faster he walked. As he approached Chan Song, he stretched out his other arm and grabbed Chan Song's head, pressing his entire body.

“Looks like he's not self-conscious.” Handshake the hammer with both hands, Chan Gong went down and up and hit the monster in the chin.

Ben's deformed head was almost knocked out, leaving a thin skin hanging around his neck.

The smell of wine in the air grew stronger, and after the monster was injured, it became more violent and ugly.

Chen Gong was still thinking about how to solve the monster, and suddenly he felt a chill in his back, and he turned his head slowly.

The door to the rental house on both sides of the aisle was opened sometime, and several distorted monsters appeared quietly behind the Chant, very close to the Chant!

“The Aboriginal people behind this door seemed to make no noise at all, they could hear my voice, but I could not hear their voice. ”

Think about it, Chen Guo discovered that this is not Jiang Ming's situation?

He's deaf, he can't hear no matter what anybody else does, but if he makes a noise, the people around him will react immediately.

“Am I standing in Jiang Ming's perspective now? ”

So strange behind the door the world chant was the first time he had encountered it, he felt a little troubled.

Enemies can approach themselves silently and can hardly be killed, and with a little noise, they can spot him.

“Let's settle this before we do.” After the rotten drunk man was wounded, his face was red as blood, a large blood vessel was drummed up, and he became more violent, his hand, which was supposed to be with the bottle, waving around, fused together with whatever it touched.

“The world behind the door is woven according to Jiang Ming's memories. This man should be a man with a deep memory of the child. He was drunk, irritable, fell into rage after being resisted, and copied anything he could catch and continued to attack.” Chen Song looked at the drunken man close by and stared at the lame face: “Such a man is terrible! ”

Lifting the broken skull hammer, Chen Song pointed at the monster's head and hit it directly into the monster's shoulder. He kicked another foot into the monster's stomach. He did not give the other party a chance to resist. One hammer then hit the monster.

“If he's going to get up, I'm going to have to think of something else. ”

The drunk man collapsed on the floor and his face, full of blood vessels, became more red, as if it were about to explode, and his body was slowly expanding.

“If this drunk man is the father of a boy, in the memory of a young child, the father is indeed invincible and inescapable.” Chen Song looked back, and the neighbors looked very strange. One by five officials twisted, their ears and mouths were much bigger than normal people.

Perhaps the impression is different for the boy, and each person exhibits different characteristics, some with a strong and inferior perfume and some with very large stomachs.

These neighbors were different, but they were surprised to see the response of Chen Song and drunk men fighting, standing in front of their doors, listening and whispering.

They will only go this way after Chen Song makes a noise, and as long as Chen Song doesn't continue to make a sound, they seem lazy to take care of Chen Song.

“Those neighbors don't know if they can do it.” Looked at by such a group of monsters, Chen Song felt the pressure, and the most horrible thing about this scene was that he had no idea when those things were going to get close.

Maybe I turn around and follow a few faces behind me.

“I can't hear them. The world is too quiet for me. ”

The drunk man was most likely Jiang Ming's biological father. It was difficult for him to get killed, but not necessarily the neighbors.

Chen Gong's plan is to hammer down the drunk man, then kill all the neighbors, and clean up the world before exploring it slowly.

The plan was simple and straightforward, and he walked to the tenant closest to him with the crushed hammer.

This is a middle-aged man in a vest, limbs as if they were degraded, half shorter than normal people, but his stomach was high and full of fat oil.

There was also a thin old lady in the house next to him, and the old man walked around the house like a demon, cleaning and cleaning. She had several plastic hoses attached to her, and those straws were connected to bottles filled with sewage at the corner of the wall.

“Eating old?” Jiang Ming's world is completely different from the one adults see. It's absurd and weird, and Chen Song can't guarantee that he's right.

The neighbors were just monsters with distorted memories, so Chan Sing started without any psychological stress.

The crushed hammer fell and the seriously injured middle-aged man crawled towards the house, grabbing the hoses in the bottle and sucking them up, and the busy old lady in the house became leaner in shape.

Soon after, the middle-aged man stood up, waving his short limbs, like provoking Chan Song.

“These things can't kill them, at least they can't kill them with a broken hammer. ”

The drunk drunk man he just knocked down is recovering, and he has become more horrible and grumpy than ever before.

Against the man was a couple of hammers, and after punching him, Chen Song jumped directly over the drunk man and ran towards the second floor of the apartment.

Drawing on previous lessons, this time he was light-handed and made no more noise.

“Hide first and avoid the wind. ”

Chen Gong came to the bathroom on the second floor and snuck in. He communicated with Xu Yan with a repeater.

After questioning, Chen Guo realized that the world behind this door was very unstable, and that if five red jackets erupted simultaneously, he could tear the boy's memory apart and escape from poverty.

But before it's too late, Chen Gong won't do it because tearing memories can hurt the child.