My House of Horrors

Knowing how to get out of trouble, Chen Gong calmed down.

“The door keeps approaching the boy, and when the red coat appears, it also makes a noise reminder that in no way does it mean anything to Jiang Ming. ”

Chen Guo touched his chin: “There was something in the door that I wanted to come out, but I entered the world behind the door and didn't find that thing. Did he hide it? ”

What's in the door doesn't want to hurt Jiang Ming, so it can't be those monsters that are full of malice.

“Perhaps Jiang Ming's lost hearing is here. ”

Chen Gong remembers the mission message on the black phone: “The task of the Midwife is to gamble with life and death to hide. When I enter the door this time, will I find something hidden by the Midwife? Is this the first confrontation between me and the Midwife? ”

Chan Gong felt very likely. He took out his black phone and was about to make another assignment. Suddenly footsteps were heard in the aisle on the second floor.

Very light and light footsteps, like a child walking with his feet tucked away, if Chen Song didn't have ghost ears he would not hear.

“Somebody pass by?” Chen Gong opened his eyes violently at the moment when this thought appeared in his mind: “No! Those monsters formed from memory behind the door will not make a sound, I've just tested them! ”

He was deaf and Jiang Ming could not hear the world, but could hear his inner voice.

The world behind the door is woven from his memories, and the only person who can make a sound here should be Jiang Ming himself, apart from outsiders!

Push the toilet compartment door open, and none of the toilets are empty.

Chen Guo walked out of the toilet with a broken head hammer and a backpack. He saw several children standing in the aisle.

The kids were wearing a lot cleaner clothes than the neighbors were wearing, and they had all kinds of toys, and they seemed to be playing games.

“Jiang Ming among them?” Chen Gong slowly approached him with a broken skull hammer. Before he could get to him, the children discovered Chen Gong.

The children looked sunny, and the clothes were beautiful and clean, but they looked like nothing.

Their eyes were extraordinarily large and their mouths split on both sides as if they had been making ghost faces.

Pointing to Chan Song for the head of the child, he grabbed his ear, and the children around him looked at him and laughed.

Standing from the perspective of Chan Song, there was no sound around him, he could not hear the laughter of the children, he could only see their abominable expressions.

“Those guys are laughing at me. ”

His eyes narrowed slowly, and Chan Song watched meticulously, and he figured out what the children were saying through the lips that the children opened.

Kids think Chen Song is stupid, they think he's different from normal people, and they think whoever plays with him can't hear his ears.

“It seems that Jiang Ming is not among them, and it is impossible for a deaf-mute man to laugh with them when he hears such a ‘joke’.” Chen Gong raised the shattered skull hammer, but he didn't do it: “It was boring to be angry with the children. When I left the door, I went to teach them what to do in real life and ask them to apologize to Jiang Ming. ”

One important reason why the neighbors are unconscious and unable to communicate is that Jiang Ming is only a child and has very little contact with adults, but his peers are different.

The mockery and sarcasm of these children Jiang Ming clearly remember that they should play together often, and Chen Song felt that he might find clues to Jiang Ming from these children.

He squatted down, stroking his hands against each other, trying to communicate with other children without making a sound.

Chen Gong himself didn't want to be so troublesome, but as soon as he made a sound, the drunk man would come after him. One more thing was better than one less thing, and Chen Gong had to do the same.

After a half-day stroke, the children didn't leak any information to Chan Song, and they seemed to be satisfied only by laughing and humiliating.

When Chen Song was ready to give up, a child suggested playing a game, and Chen Song said he wanted to participate as well.

Chen Gobi was “kind” for the first child. They wanted to play hide-and-seek and use stone scissors to determine who was going to catch people.

As a result, all the children came out of cloth, and Chen Song came out of stone alone.

The children obviously colluded in trying to tease Chen Song. They fled and began to hide, leaving Chen Song alone in the aisle on the second floor.

“A bunch of kids, when I catch you, I'll take you all...”

Chen Song muttered unconsciously. He only realized it was wrong when he spoke half of it. He looked around and thankfully no monster appeared.

“I'm used to talking and suddenly I don't feel comfortable trying to stay quiet.” Lifting his backpack, Chen Gong was about to go forward and suddenly heard a little noise in his ear, as if someone had accidentally touched the chair.

That sound came in exactly where Chen Song heard footsteps before.

“Jiang Ming? ”

Chen Gong slowly walked towards the end of the corridor and found that the door of a rental house was unlocked.

Pushing the door open gently, there are many local embroidered satin in the house, and few people can embroider it now. Chen Gong didn't expect to see it here.

There are colorful cloths thrown on the table, embroidered needles of various lengths and lengths, and silk threads of different colors.

The entire apartment building is dark and only this room looks warm and bright.

“The bamboo chair wasn't at the table, and it seemed like someone had just touched it.” Chen Gong closed the door to the rental house and looked around.

The cabin is small and should be an elderly person living here because there is a pair of presbyopia glasses thrown in the needle frame and a cane by the bed.

The table is in the middle of the house with two bamboo chairs next to it, usually estimated to be two people working here.

There is a black and white photograph of the elderly by the bed in the bedroom, with a line of words written below the photo frame to mourn the deceased husband.

“The owner of the rental should be an old lady, where she lives and where she works.” Chen Gong circled the rental house and didn't see the owner: “This room is bright and completely different from other rental houses. It should be a very special place for Jiang Ming, where he felt warm. ”

Jiang Ming remembers that the owner must be very nice to him, but the problem is that the owner is not in the rental house at this time.

Chen Gong did not want to give up on this. During the second search, he heard a noise in the bedroom wardrobe.

Sneaking close, Chen Gong opened the closet.

A mild smell of mold drifted down his nose, and Chen Gong saw a 4-5 year old hiding in the closet.

Unlike the rest of the world behind the door, the child, frightened and hidden in the corner of the wardrobe, is perfectly normal and undistorted.

“Jiang Ming?” Chen Gong asked quietly.

When I heard Chen Song's voice, the boy had an incredible look on his face. In a silent world, suddenly someone said their name!

After a brief pause, Jiang Ming finally returned to God, and he nodded forcefully!

“The kid wasn't born deaf, he had the impression of a voice in his head, but how did he end up like this?” Chen Gong squatted beside the wardrobe and carefully measured the little boy in front of him.