Otherworldly Merchant

Chapter 195 Ancient House Panic

In the dream, the haunted house seemed to be inhabited, not so desolate as to be ruined.

The strange silence was finally broken, and I heard a knock out of my foot. Immediately afterwards, a group of people came out behind several doors, all staring at me with no expression, as if they were very unwelcome to my uninvited guest.

And what struck me most was that they were the people I had just seen in the photograph, like walking down from the photograph, and everyone was alive in front of me.

A woman held a newborn baby in her arms, and for some reason, she suddenly opened her mouth and cried, crying louder and louder, causing my eardrum to ache.

I woke up in the cries of the baby's ears. Even though I knew what had just happened was a dream, I was frightened by a cold sweat. I wiped my sweat with my sleeves, instinctively pressed the switch on the head of the bed, but my hands felt empty.

I was sleepless and looked around and there was a very familiar smell in the dark space.

This is definitely not a hotel I used to live in, but... a haunted house!

The calm, floating dust in the air and the smell of moldy rot kept me awake, and I sat up from the ground in a hurry, and through the broken window = the moonlight that came in, I found myself not only in the haunted house, but also holding onto the camera.

At this moment, I just want to get out of this creepy place, but I just took a step and heard the baby's sharp cry coming from behind me, not a hallucination, not a dream, but a real appearance behind me.

I took a pause and didn't dare make any other moves.

At this point, the walls also made strange noises, as if someone was scratching them constantly with dry fingernails. I darkly twisted the Everlasting Ring on my finger, and as soon as something terrible appeared in the wall, I activated the Everlasting Ring!

As a result, the Everlasting Ring did not wait to be put to use. Cold as frost had arrived in time with sunglasses.

Two people broke into a window, like a warrior at a critical moment in the world of martial arts. Because of their appearance, the walls were quiet and the baby's crying was like being suddenly covered in his mouth with his hands and disappeared clean.

Cold and worried, he rushed in front of me: "Are you okay? ”

I shook my head and said, "How did I get here? ”

“How do I know?” Cold as a frost shook his head: “The golden compass felt the camera leaving, and I immediately went to your room to knock, knocking for a long time without anyone responding. I was worried about what happened to you and had to follow the compass guidelines to get here. ”

“This is no place to talk. We'll talk about it later.” My heart is palpitating and I just want to get the hell out of here.

Back at the hotel, I told the man of cold frost and sunglasses what I had never dreamed of.

Cold as a shock: “You mean, you were in a dream, and then you woke up and went to the haunted house? ”

“Hmm.” I nodded: “And this camera was following me, and it seemed like it was trying to take me back. What was in that house? ”

I think everything that's happening now is more complicated than I thought, and I seem to underestimate this insidious thing.

Soon it was all bright and I was sitting on the couch in a bit of a mood to think about what happened last night. Cold reminded me to pick up the photos, and she stayed at the hotel to find out how I left last night.

I promised to go to the shop where the photos were rinsed, and the skinny boss saw me and gave me a puzzling look on my face: "What exactly do you do? Why are so many strange portraits taken? ”

I'm not even in the mood for him right now, I just took the picture and left in a hurry without saying anything.

On the way back, I had a photograph of people still blurred, but dressed earlier than the previous film, and some of the people in the photograph were still dressed late in the sun. Although the background of the photo is still the haunted house, it still surprises me because of the time span.

Back at the hotel, Cold Frost had used the power of Special Agent Wang to call the surveillance video. When he saw me coming back, he dragged me to the computer without saying a word: “Look for yourself! ”

I looked at the screen inexplicably and saw the surveillance video showing me walking out of the hotel with my camera on my own.

“Are you used to sleepwalking?” Ask me curiously as a frost.

I shook my head: "I don't think so. ”

“That must be the ghost of a camera!” Frost sighed: “Did you get the photo back? ”

I, um, gave the newly rinsed photo to Cold Frost, and she immediately read it carefully. Turning over, she suddenly hummed softly: "This man is a little familiar! ”

Cold as a frost pulled one out of the photo and gave it to me, let me see who's in the photo.

In fact, every photograph is blurred and completely unidentifiable, but this one that Frost gave me is a little strange. At the time of the shooting, a person suddenly walked into the frame and was accidentally fed into the photograph, and his face was much clearer than the others.

I looked closely, and suddenly I thought of someone, some unbelievably looking at it as cold as frost: “This person... looks a lot like Mr. Bai! ”

Cold nodded his head like a frost: “I feel the same way. If it were him, it would mean that Mr. Bai had been hiding his identity, that he knew the house well and was not new to it. ”

I was kind of confused: "Why would he do that?” Mr. Bai looks very young in the picture, just like a teenager. Why did he show up at the haunted house?

“Ask him face to face and you'll see.” Cold smiled at me, picked up the phone and found Wang Tesuke.

Wang Tesuke was surprised to see Mr. Bai in cold weather, but the goddess opened her mouth and he told us where Mr. Bai was without hesitation.

Due to his different status, Mr. Bai is treated much better than we are and lives in a hillside villa!

We were just about to leave when we hung up and someone rang our door. The cold frost was a little unexpected, but the door opened and Mr. Bai actually stood outside the door.

To our surprise, Mr. Bai was unusually straightforward, and he sighed softly and walked into the room with a smile: “I knew you weren't ordinary people on the train, and I noticed that if you were going to set up that stupid kid, I'd been hiding for the past few days to watch you, and I knew you were interested in the haunted house, so I wanted to work with you. ”

Cooperate?

He's got to say something that surprises us even more.