Chapter 597 Decorative Painting

Going up to the second floor, there is a corridor facing you, where two big red lanterns are hanging. Read М

Like a pair of malicious eyes, staring at the living people approaching.

In everyone's impression, big red lanterns like this are rare, and even if they are hung, they should be hung outside the door.

This is the first time I have seen it hung directly in the corridor outside the room. A strange feeling came to my mind. There are bright red tassels hanging under the lanterns.

"What's that sound?" Huai Yi asked in surprise. His voice was not loud, but it sounded very uneasy.

Several people held their breath, and then a vague singing voice came from the end of the corridor. It was full of resentment, sadness, and sadness. Just hearing the melody made people feel like crying immediately.

Chen Qiang suddenly shrank his pupils. This melody actually gave him a familiar feeling. He had heard it before, not long ago!

It was "Sakura Fall".

"It's that ghost song." Pi Ruan couldn't stop shaking all over. In the recording of the phone call from Ru Hu, the song "Sakura Falling" echoed in the background.

Later, they learned the name of the song from Yoko and the story behind it.

Of course, the most important thing is that they also knew about the temple standing in Yoko's hometown.

The straw man in the temple seemed to have a close relationship with the ghost in this supernatural incident.

After a brief thought, Luo He finally made up his mind, "Be careful, let's go over and take a look.

"Go over? "Huai Yi's eyes were hesitant.

"Why panic? If you really deserve to die, it's useless to hide anywhere," Fu Fu's dissatisfied voice sounded, and after that, she was the first to take a step and walked deep into the corridor.

At this point, everyone had no way out and could only bite the bullet and follow.

Passing by the location of the two big red lanterns, everyone subconsciously turned around and avoided them, as if getting too close to the lanterns or touching them would cause some unexpected danger.

Passing by the lanterns, there were rooms on both sides of the corridor, which looked like where the Feng family lived.

The doors were all closed, and the dark wooden doors gave everyone a strange feeling. Some people stopped and listened, and there was silence inside the door, as if no one lived there.

But what surprised everyone was that there was a painting on each door.

The painting didn't look special It was just an ordinary decorative painting. It was not expensive, but even looked cheap. There was nothing strange about the content of the painting.

But according to the conditions of the Feng family, how could they put such a thing on the bedroom door?

This attracted everyone's attention.

And the ethereal singing from the end of the corridor gradually faded, and now it was almost inaudible.

A guess suddenly emerged in Huai Yi's mind. It seemed that the purpose of the sudden singing was to attract their attention, so as to lead them to come here, walk up the stairs.

Although his subconscious told him that it would be dangerous to move forward, he still killed this idea.

Is there no danger if he retreats?

Don't forget, this is a nightmare. Since you choose to step in, you are ready at any time. Prepare to be killed by ghosts. Even if he can avoid danger by leaving now, what about the next time?

According to the mission requirements, if they cannot complete the mission and find out the truth after 7 days, then all of them will die and be tied up and shot by Director Qiao.

Walking and stopping, it can be seen that everyone is very nervous. At the end of the corridor is a corner, and the corner faces a room that is obviously larger and more luxurious.

To be precise, it should be a suite similar to the master bedroom. Judging from the area alone, it is more than three times larger than an ordinary bedroom.

Everyone immediately thought that the person living here should be a very prestigious person in the Feng family, maybe it is Mr. Feng himself.

And the ethereal singing came from this room.

Like other rooms, there is also a decorative painting on the door of this room, but because Because the door is a double door made of solid wood, the area of ​​the painting is larger.

Just as they were looking at the painting, a gust of wind blew from nowhere. The next moment, the door of the room shook slightly, and then, under everyone's gaze, a small gap opened.

To everyone's surprise, red light leaked through the crack of the door, reflecting on the ground, like a line drawn with blood.

At this time, the best way is to get closer and see what is going on inside, but the atmosphere is too weird at the moment, and no one dares to do so.

Just as he was hesitating, a person stood up. Luo He held the black-covered book in one hand and gently pushed the door with the other hand, and it was pushed open.

Seeing this scene, Huai Yi swallowed nervously, and Pi Ruan opened his mouth wide, not daring to make a sound.

As the door slowly opened, the scene in the room also appeared in front of everyone. The first thing that caught their eyes was a large bed facing the door.

Two red candles as thick as arms stood on both sides of the bed.

The line of sight shifted a little bit, and the quilt on the bed bulged, and it was obvious that someone was lying on it.

There were more than one person, but two people.

But they couldn't see their faces from their angle.

Just when the hot-tempered Fu Fu was about to enter the room to see what was going on, she suddenly heard a "sizzle" sound right next to her ear. It turned out that the painting on the door had a corner that was not glued tightly and suddenly fell off.

The next second, when she saw what was behind the painting, Fu Fu stopped immediately, and then even her breathing became rapid.

"Hu——"

"Hu——"

Linghu Yong gasped heavily, staring at the thick liquid-like fog outside, revealing a strange expression.

He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

However, thinking of what happened before, he couldn't help but feel lucky.

Not long ago, he woke up from his sleep, and when he woke up, he was the only one left in the room. Well, it may not be accurate to say this, but the fact is that he was the only living person who could breathe.

Zhao Xingguo disappeared, and only Pan Du, who had lost his breath and was almost dead, was left to accompany him.

This was too weird.

He woke up immediately.

Just like Pan Du's analysis before, he immediately realized that Zhao Xingguo would never leave him for no reason. There must be some danger, and this danger is within their house price.

Almost immediately, he looked at Pan Du lying on the bed.

It's him!

There must be some unknown changes in Pan Du!

He couldn't stay in the room any longer, he had to leave, and he clearly remembered that although he closed his eyes for a while, he didn't fall asleep, all this must be related to the ghost.

Not daring to disturb Pandu, he tiptoed out of the room, and after opening the door, his face changed instantly. The doors of the other rooms were also open.

There was no one inside.