The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

"Shh-!"

Chen Yifan raised the big knife in his hand and chopped at the nearest robot doll, "Go to your sister! How dare you play tricks here! I will tear you apart!"

The blade hit the robot doll, making a harsh sound, but leaving no trace.

Mu Yang quickly took out a cinnabar pen from his backpack and drew a demon-suppressing talisman on the wall. The dark red light collided with the scarlet liquid, stirring up a pungent smoke.

The robot dolls screamed, fell to the ground, and fell apart.

"Sure! I'm quite capable."

Before Chen Yifan finished his words, the grand piano in the middle of the living room suddenly emitted a single note, and the C major note pierced everyone's eardrums like an icicle.

Lin Xia, a female member of the paranormal investigation team, threw out the talisman water suddenly, only to see the piano keys floating in the air suddenly flip over, revealing dense nail scratches on the bottom, each scratch embedded with undried blood stains.

Mu Yang quickly took out the compass engraved with Sanskrit, and the bronze needle vibrated wildly at the "Li" position.

From the corridor on the second floor came the sound of something heavy being dragged, as if countless small feet were running at the same time.

Sparks suddenly flew from Mu Yang's compass. He grabbed Chen Yifan by the back of his collar and quickly retreated backwards. The children's paintings on the entire wall peeled off at the same time, revealing hundreds of small mirrors embedded in the wall.

Each mirror reflected the same empty children's room, but the moment they looked at it, countless small hands appeared in the mirror, climbing up the mirror.

"Be careful! It's a mirror ghost wall."

After Lin Xia finished speaking, he threw out seven copper coins to form a Big Dipper formation, "These mirrors are devouring our sense of existence..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Yifan had already picked up the desk lamp and smashed it at the nearest mirror. Amid the sound of glass breaking, all the mirrors simultaneously exuded white mist, mixed with warm breath. It was a child's breath with the smell of milk.

Suddenly, there was a sound of glass breaking from the direction of the bathroom. Liu Yi, a technician from the investigation team, rushed over holding a blast shield, but froze the moment he pushed open the bathroom door.

Twelve bathtubs were simultaneously filled with warm water, with rubber ducks with cartoon designs floating on the surface, each with a human pupil.

Liu Yi's explosion-proof shield fell to the ground with a clang. Those pupils suddenly turned to him, and red bloodshot appeared in the whites of their eyes, spelling out the two small words "Come here".

Chen Yifan heard the sound and ran over quickly, slapping him on the back of the head, "Fuck you, stay awake!"

Mu Yang's compass suddenly pointed to the ceiling, and the glass pendants of the crystal chandelier began to rotate counterclockwise, and the ceiling of the children's room was reflected on each pendant.

The place was densely packed with inverted "people" wearing children's clothes of different sizes. Their skin was as translucent as damp paper, and one could see the purple-black blood clots coagulated in their blood vessels.

"It's a variation of 'Thousand Man Pit'!"

Lin Xia's pupils shrank suddenly. "These children are all donors for organ transplants. After they are no longer useful, their bodies are built into the wall and their souls are trapped in the mirror space, unable to reincarnate forever. We must find a way to crack the mirror space, otherwise we will be trapped to death!"

The temperature dropped suddenly, and the white air exhaled by everyone condensed into ice crystals in the air, reflecting the scene at the end of the corridor.

The previously empty nursery was now filled with cribs. Each bed was covered with a blue and white swaddling cloth, and the hair sticking out from the edge of the swaddling cloth shone with a metallic luster in the moonlight.

Mu Yang's compass needle pointed to the baby's room, and an ancient warning pattern appeared on the bronze surface: "Do not look, do not listen, do not touch."

"Go and take a look." Chen Yifan's blade had already pressed against the swaddling clothes' straps. Before Mu Yang could stop him, all the cribs suddenly shook violently.

What rolled out of the swaddling clothes was not a baby, but a clockwork mechanical doll. The same words were engraved on the back of each doll's neck: "Have you seen my eyes?"

Lin Xia's talisman water was poured on the puppets, making a crackling sound of electricity. The puppets turned their heads at the same time, with their empty eye sockets facing Chen Yifan.

The whole villa began to tilt, and the piano in the living room automatically played "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star", but each note was three semitones higher than the standard pitch, so harsh that it made people's teeth ache.

Chen Yifan was shaken to his knees, only to see the fragments of the chandelier forming a huge outline of a child on the ground, with the heart of the outline exactly where he was landing at the moment.

Mu Yang suddenly knocked him to the ground, and the two of them quickly rolled to the side. The crystal chandelier above their heads fell down with a loud bang, and the fragments brushed the tip of their noses and pierced into the ground, sinking deeply.

Shen Ran, the youngest female member of the Investigation Bureau, suddenly pointed in the direction of the balcony and said tremblingly: "Clothes...those clothes!"

The children's clothes that were hung out to dry had all turned into shrouds. Countless strands of hair hung from the sleeves of the shrouds, each with a piece of paper tied to the end.

Chen Yifan grabbed the nearest one, on which was written crookedly in crayon: "If you find me, I'll show you my eyes."

A row of mechanical dolls appeared out of nowhere and pounced towards the crowd. Everyone showed off their skills and dealt with it with ease.

Only Shen Ran was frightened and at a loss as he was participating in such an action for the first time, and just stood there in a daze.

Chen Yifan kicked the mechanical doll away. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Shen Ran's hand shaking like a sieve while holding the talisman paper. The blade chopped the spring on the doll's neck, and sparks flew out:

"Hey! Cucumber Egg! If you keep shaking, can the talisman paper in your hand be used as toilet paper?"

Shen Ran suddenly came back to his senses, his face flushed red, he held the talisman paper in both hands, clenched his teeth, closed his eyes and chanted a few spells, then struggled forward to wave it.

The talisman paper floated out and stuck to the several dolls that pounced over, and they were instantly frozen in place.

But this slight attack was far from enough, but Shen Ran was also smart. She followed closely behind Chen Yifan, who was fighting the most fiercely, to ensure that her life would not be lost here.

Chen Yifan in front kicked over three mechanical babies with one foot, swinging his blade with great force, and the curses he uttered were all filled with a ruthless and satisfying feeling.

Many of the dolls that pounced over were directly cut into two pieces, and the rest were flattened by Chen Yifan's punches.

At this moment, the chests of all the mechanical dolls suddenly exploded, and thousands of black beetles poured out, forming a wriggling insect wall on the ground.

Shen Ran took a half step back and knocked over the display cabinet. The gears of the mechanical dinosaur model hit her ankle. She staggered and fell into the pile of insects, and the talisman paper scattered all over the ground.

“Ah! Help—!!!”

"Oh shit!"

Chen Yifan turned around suddenly, cursed angrily, and then grabbed Shen Ran by the collar with one hand and dragged him back, "Captain Mu! I won't care about your useless teammate anymore. If he can only follow behind me and pick up the loose ends, I won't care anymore!"

Mu Yang threw out three soul-suppressing talismans and nailed them into the wall. The moment the insects came into contact with the red light, they let out shrill screams and shrank back into the body of the mechanical doll like the ebbing tide.

Shen Ran slumped on the ground, his shirt soaked with cold sweat. He tried to pick up the scattered talisman papers tremblingly, but failed to grasp them after three attempts.

Chen Yifan kicked away the twitching mechanical arm at his feet, and caught a glimpse of Shen Ran slumped in the corner, shaking like a sieve, his brows knitted in impatience.

He leaned closer to Mu Yang and said, "Hey, where did you get this fool?"