sprite house

The more Ah Yuan looked, the more frightened he became. When he saw the last picture, he couldn't help but shudder. This picture showed the skinny mother holding the black child. The eyes of the two were painted bright red, and they both made an angry expression.

A Yuan pulled Chang Anzai, and handed him the album, "Look, this. Huang Anqi's paintings are really..."

Chang An took it and flipped through the next few pages, "This was not drawn by Huang Anqi."

A Yuan said dryly, "Whose would it be?"

Chang An glanced at him, and said cryptically, "Huang Rongqiang has more than one child who died."

Ah Yuan felt his hands and feet getting cold. He thought of the content in the newspaper, "Is it the child conceived by the two wives behind him?" But he felt that nothing seemed to match. Since he had two wives, why did he only draw the child? a woman?

Chang Anzai handed him another album, "Look at these pages of these two albums."

This picture album is relatively simple, as if it was torn out of paper and then assembled and bound. There are even old newspapers or the back of cigarette packs mixed in.

A Yuan flipped through the pages Chang Anzai pointed out to him.

In the first painting, the fat man is holding a short woman standing in front of the building, and the two children are still sitting on the swing beside him.

The second painting is a balcony, and the two children are standing on the balcony with smiles on their faces.The short woman was lying under the balcony, her eyes were wide open, and the red paint around her was shocking.And next to this pile of red, a smaller child was drawn.

A Yuan said, "Is this Huang Rongqiang's second wife?"

Chang Anzai nodded, "Yes, it should have been killed by those two children." He then pointed to the younger child and said, "This is the child in her womb, an infant spirit."

A Yuan turned to the third picture, in which was the skinny woman standing by the balcony holding the black child, and drew the smaller child inside the black child's belly.

Chang An pointed there, "It should be this woman who let her child eat the baby spirit."

A Yuan was startled, "Can it still be like this?"

Chang Anzai said, "The more resentment you get from eating ghosts, the longer you can stay in the world. The baby spirit is a great tonic, especially for this kind of little ghost."

The fourth painting shows a corridor, a plump woman is facing a thin woman, and the fat woman is terrified.

When turning to the fifth picture, the fat woman was lying on the ground, and there was also a small child squatting beside her.

A Yuan saw that this was Huang Rongqiang's third wife who died of a heart attack.

A Yuan continued to flip back, and on the sixth painting, the skinny woman and the black child were holding hands again, and a person was drawn in each of their stomachs.

They ate the dead woman and her child.

A Yuan flipped through these paintings twice, "Who is this woman? Could it be Huang Rongqiang's first wife?"

Chang Anzai said, "It should be."

A Yuan pointed to the black child, "Then this one, it can't be Huang Anzheng, right? But who was the child who was exactly like him before?"

"I have a guess," Chang An hesitated for a moment, "I suspect that when his first wife died, she was also pregnant with a child."

"So after Huang Rongqiang, every wife will die when she is pregnant," A Yuan murmured following Chang Anzai's train of thought, "It turns out that it is really a ghost."

Chang Anzai put away the three albums and put them back where they belonged.

"Then what about now," the more he thought about it, the more creepy he became. A Yuan kept looking around and felt that the surrounding wind was windy, and his voice became weaker and weaker until it finally turned into a hissing sound, "Now those two ghosts Will you be watching us around..."

"No," Chang Anzai remained calm, and searched through the toy box again, saying, "Huang Rongqiang must have asked someone to deal with the trouble. If I read correctly, the door of the first room just now The red symbols drawn are for suppressing ghosts."

A Yuan's neck suddenly became stiff, and he could clearly feel the line of sight covering them like a spider's silk, and he lowered his voice, "Is it the other side connected to this room..."

He couldn't control his gaze, and looked at the arched door on the opposite wall. The gap in the arched door widened to the width of a finger at some point, and there was a gloomy darkness inside.

Chang An was about to speak when there was a sudden thud in the ball pool beside him. In an instant, all the colorful ocean balls boiled and gushed out, and even the mini slide swayed, as if there was an invisible child Playing around in pool balls.

"Hello, kids! Welcome to the Land of Dolls," the gashapon machine automatically lit up with a ding, and the screen flicked, and a big-headed villain in purple stood out from the colorful background, with a swollen nose. A red ball, with a big grin on his mouth, waving a fairy wand in his hand, the mechanical sound clicked, "Do you want a little friend to play with? Now please shake the joystick in your hand, Choose the Gacha you want!"

As soon as it finished speaking, the rocker in front of it swayed, and after the inner clip swayed for a while, it dangled down and caught the gashapon that was farthest away, and flicked it lightly.

The gashapon slid out of the exit with a clang and rolled onto the ground.

Neither of the two present moved. The gashapon writhed on the ground, and after a while, it split into two halves, and a little green soldier figure fell out of it.

As soon as he saw the little soldier, A Yuan was startled, "Isn't this the little soldier Huang Anqi saw in the newspaper!?"

"It should be," Chang Anzai said, "it may be the same as Huang Anna's earrings, with Huang Anqi's soul inside."

Ah Yuan didn't expect that the second item ran out without them looking for it. He was not sure whether to go over to pick up the little soldier, but he saw the little soldier in green standing up from the ground staggeringly, walking away. Two half toothpick-like legs ran towards the door step by step.

Regardless of the short legs of this villain, he runs extremely fast, especially when passing the arch, it is almost a glimpse.

A Yuan was dumbfounded, and looked at Chang Anzai, "Are we going to catch it?"

Chang Anzai said, "It's trying to lead us out, follow up."

While speaking, the little soldier had already slipped through the crack of the door to the corridor outside, and the two quickly chased them out.

The two of them stepped out of the room, and the door closed slowly by itself. The two starlights in the corner of the wall gradually dimmed the starlight. When the room was completely reduced to darkness, half of the pale and slender hand climbed between the gaps in the arched door.