The First Thousand and Ninety Chapters Why Cry (Four Thousand)

"Is the murderer that doll again? Could it be that everyone in this building was killed by that doll?" Wen Qing also saw the content on the yellow paper: "Why did that monster do this?"

"Why?" Chen Ge turned his head and stared into Wen Qing's eyes. After thinking for a while, he still didn't say anything about the unborn child and Xiang Nuan.

Wen Qing didn't know that the monster in her mouth was actually related to Xiang Nuan.

While the three of them were standing by the bed and communicating, changes slowly began to appear in the bedroom.

The figure vacated on the bed sheet is slowly sinking downward, as if someone is lying on the bed.

The stain was moving, and a child's handprint appeared on the bed sheet, and that handprint moved closer to Wen Qing along the bed sheet.

Chen Ge and the three of them were all standing by the bed, but the handprint had a soft spot for Wen Qing.

"Don't move."

The handprint finally stopped in front of Wen Qing, the room was eerily quiet, and everyone held their breath.

"I feel like there is a person standing in front of me." Ten seconds later, Wen Qing said, her eyes were full of panic: "Really, there is something standing in front of me!"

Taking out the skull hammer, Chen Ge stared at the bed sheet in front of Wen Qing, and the child's palm print stayed in place.

"what!"

Without warning, Wen Qing suddenly screamed, and she stepped back abruptly, hitting the wall with her body.

At the same time, the child's handprint on the bed sheet started to move again, quickly crawling towards the window.

"Someone touched my face just now, and its hands were very cold!" Wen Qing's expression didn't look like she was lying.

"Can you feel its existence?" Chen Ge used the Yin Tong, but to no avail. He didn't expect Wen Qing to be able to perceive the other party.

"Yes, I can't see, hear, or smell any strange smell, but I just feel that there is someone standing in front of me!" Few people have experienced this kind of horrible experience. Terrified: "Can't you all feel it? Why did it stare at me? Could it be that it regards me as its mother? Just like the two women who were killed just now?"

"You are unique to it." Chen Ge didn't know whether to tell Wen Qing about the unborn child: "From the time I left Building A of Jinhua Community,

You keep seeing and perceiving strange things, including the human head floating in the black mist, and the owner of the child's handprint just now..."

"Xiao Sun also saw it before. Didn't he say that there is a person behind our team?" Wen Qing slowly calmed down, she gently touched her face, and covered the place that felt strange just now.

"He is a tenant inside the door. It's normal to see weird things. You come from outside the door, but you see far more than what he and I see. This is a little strange." Chen Ge is not suspicious Wen Qing did something bad, he just couldn't figure out a question, why is there no Wen Qing in the world behind Xiang Nuan's door?

The world behind the door is woven according to the memory of the person who pushed the door. This weaving process is beyond the control of the person who pushed the door. People with deeper memories are more likely to appear.

All the neighbors in the Jinhua Community appeared, and Wen Qing, as Xiang Nuan's mother, had no reason not to appear in the world inside the door.

Did Xiang Nuan send Wen Qing outside the door? Or did the ghost fetus kill or control Wen Qing inside the door in order to achieve its own goals?

"What are you thinking?" Wen Qing saw that Chen Ge hadn't spoken for a long time, and asked. The only thing she believed in now was Chen Ge.

"If one day, you find that your child is completely different from what you imagined, will you still love him?" Chen Ge asked pointedly.

"Of course, no matter what he becomes, he is still my child." Wen Qing said firmly without any hesitation.

"Even if he becomes the monster you were afraid of just now?" When Chen Ge said this, he kept looking at Wen Qing, paying attention to the changes in Wen Qing's expression.

"Even if he turns into a monster, it won't change the fact that he is my child." Wen Qing was a little puzzled: "Why do you keep asking weird questions? Do you suspect that Xiang Nuan is the monster in the building? Impossible! You haven't been in contact with him, but he is really a good boy."

"Well, I believe he is a very good child." Chen Ge has seen the first memory of the unborn child in Fangyu World. In the horror house in the western suburbs, after the young Chen Ge went to bed and fell asleep, a shadow appeared. People are playing with toys in the house, and it looks so lonely that it makes people feel distressed.

At first the shadow was pure, but after leaving Chen Ge, it completely changed.

Chen Ge's shadow is dead, and there is a ghost called ghost fetus in the world.

"Let's go to the next room. Finding the doll's stump earlier will be of great help to the next escape." Chen Ge didn't refute what Wen Qing said, he didn't want to get too entangled in this issue.

"Don't change the subject suddenly! What did you mean by that question?" Wen Qing chased after Chen Ge, and the two stopped as soon as they walked out of the bedroom.

The incense burners placed in the four corners of the living room were all overturned, the copper basin was also lifted, and the ashes of paper money were thrown everywhere.

"Someone came in, and it followed us."

"I think it's more likely to be a ghost. Let's leave this building quickly."

Chen Ge didn't speak. He walked through the living room and looked out to the corridor. There were a lot more bloody handprints on the wall, and the monster was crawling back and forth in the corridor.

"What appeared on the bed just now was a child's handprint, and the one outside was a bloody handprint. Are these two different ghosts? Are there two child ghosts in the building? Or is there a child ghost in every household?"

The Jiuhong community behind the gate is full of dead people. They are the aborigines behind this gate. The exact number is estimated to be known only by ghost fetuses.

The bloody handprint lingered on the third floor, and finally ran to the fourth floor. It was like playing hide-and-seek with Chen Ge.

"Do you still want to chase?" Xiao Sun had a bitter face, he was really scared.

Chen Ge answered Xiao Sun with actions. He fixed his eyes on the bloody handprints and walked towards the fourth floor.

In the corridor from the third floor to the fourth floor, there were many broken toys and corpses of bugs. Chen Ge couldn't name most of those bugs because they were too broken.

The paper money stuck to the sole of the shoe, the air was stuffy, and the sound of something rolling on the ground could be vaguely heard.

The three of them came to the fourth floor. This floor was not much different from the previous floors, but it looked more dilapidated.

Half of the blessings posted on the corridor wall were torn off, and more importantly, the bowls of rice on the ground.

The white rice outside the door on the fourth floor had been eaten, chopsticks were randomly inserted into the bowl, and rice grains were scattered everywhere.

"Some people really go to eat this thing."

"The rice in the bowl is used to feed the ghosts. The rice here has been eaten, which means that there may be a lot of ghosts on this floor." Chen Ge stared at the bloody handprint, which disappeared in the innermost room on the fourth floor: " If there is any emergency later, you two must not run around, it is safest to follow me."

After explaining, Chen Ge walked to the deepest room on the fourth floor—Room 404.

The white rice at the door of this room was almost finished, and there were only some moldy rice grains left in the bowl.

Grabbing the doorknob, before Chen Ge could use any force, the door was opened.

"Unlocked?"

He slowly opened the door and stopped halfway through.

In the living room sat a child in a red dress, with her back facing the door and facing the window, with white cloth strips tied around her body.

"Red dress?" Chen Ge is very sensitive to red, and when he saw the red dress, he stopped immediately.

Before the staff woke up, he was not qualified to confront Hongyi head-on.

"What is the red dress?" Xiao Sun put his hand on Chen Ge's shoulder: "Why is the flesh on your shoulder stiff?"

"Shut up." Chen Ge stood at the door for a while, and he realized that he was thinking too much. It was not a red dress, but a "girl" in a red skirt.

Entering the house, Chen Ge looked around. There were bloody fingerprints everywhere in the room, and when he looked up, there were red fingerprints all over the roof, as if the monster would crawl around in the room at night.

"Can I not go in?" Xiao Sun was somewhat resistant, and Wen Qing didn't really want to go in. This room is indeed too scary for ordinary people.

"Following me is the safest. Have you two forgotten the ghosts in the closet of 204? They are staring at us all the time. As long as we separate, they will attack us immediately and keep us here forever." Chen Ge took out the broken pieces The skull hammer slowly approached the girl whose back was facing the door.

He couldn't feel any breath on that girl, she was neither a living person nor a red dress, just like a work of art.

Walking to the girl, Chen Ge's expression became serious, and he didn't know how to describe this girl.

There is no difference from ordinary people, but it seems to have lost its soul and turned into an empty shell.

The girl's body was fixed on the chair by white cloth strips, her head was crookedly leaning against the back of the chair, bloody rice grains remained at the corner of her mouth, her eyes were very wide open, but there was no expression in them, like two black Painted holes.

"What's your name?" Chen Ge tried to talk to the girl, but unfortunately she didn't respond at all. Compared with ordinary people, she was more like a rag doll made of living people, but this rag doll was more like a womb. That doll is so cute.

"Is this child a resident of Jiuhong Community?" Wen Qing also came over: "Can you untie the rope for her? Maybe she knows something."

"Let's see if there are any other clues in the house. It's not too late to make a decision after making sure there is no danger." Chen Ge found nothing on the girl, so he started searching in the house again.

This room is very dilapidated, the furniture is simple, and the environment is very poor. It is not as good as the rooms 301 and 204 that Chen Ge has been to before.

"Why are there bloody fingerprints everywhere in this room? The unborn child must have encountered something in this room."

Looking across the entire room, Chen Ge gradually discovered some problems.

Room 404 is the only room that doesn't even have a sofa. The owner of the house is poor, and there are few pieces of furniture, most of which are low-quality obsolete goods.

It is difficult for them to guarantee their basic life, but there are a lot of toys in the house, of all kinds and types.

"There is not even an electric fan in this house, how willing is the owner to buy so many toys for the child?"

Pushing open the bedroom door, a pair of crutches slipped from behind the door and hit Chen Ge's shoe.

Picking up the crutches, Chen Ge saw a family portrait on the desk.

A man with only one leg is holding his son, a woman is carefully protecting her son, and a little girl is standing on the other side of the man.

In the photo, only the girl's face is normal, and the faces of the remaining three people are full of nicks, as if they were dug out with fingernails.

"Why is the girl's face photo unscratched in a family of four?" Chen Ge picked up the photo, and he saw a sentence written on the back of the photo - I am your family.

"This handwriting is similar to the name engraved on the chest of the clay sculpture. It should be from the hand of a ghost."

Putting down the family portrait, Chen Ge opened the desk drawer. He didn't expect that the drawer was filled with various photos, and there were still dates and crooked words on the back of each photo.

Chen Ge arranged the photos according to the date. The first photo was taken more than ten years ago, that is, not long after the shadow just left Chen Ge.

There is only a girl in the photo. She looks cute, but she is dressed like a boy.

This photo was taken at the entrance of the corridor in the community. When it was getting dark, the girl ran into the corridor with a tattered sandbag.

The second photo was taken a few days later, and the girl is still looking like a tomboy, standing next to the garbage dump, holding a broken doll in both hands.

In the third photo, the girl stood aggrieved outside Room 404, the doll was thrown in the corridor, and the girl's parents were reprimanding her.

In the fourth photo, the girl is hiding under the shade of a tree with toys and dolls she has never played with in her hands. She is smiling happily. Her carefree smile is like a spring breeze that can heal all wounds .

In the fifth photo, the younger brother took away the girl's toy. The mother seemed to be questioning the girl and kept nodding her head. The father, who was missing a leg, was holding a broom with a grim expression. They seemed to suspect that the girl had stolen it. The family money, and then went to buy toys.

In the sixth photo, the younger brother is sitting among the toys, the girl is leaning against the door, and half of the doll's face is exposed behind the door.

The first few pictures were normal, but from the seventh picture onwards, everything changed.

Various wounds began to appear on the younger brother's body, and the parents were at a loss what to do. Anxious, they vented their anger on the girl. Maybe it seemed to them that the girl didn't take good care of her younger brother, or maybe the girl caused those injuries.

The next photos became more cruel than the last one, until the eleventh photo, a doll held his brother's head and pushed him to the window, the girl yelled and stopped the doll.

In the twelfth photo, the younger brother hid behind his parents and cried and made noises. The girl was punished to stand at the door, and she dragged the doll by her hand behind her.

In the thirteenth photo, the rag doll was thrown in the garbage dump again. It looked no different from other garbage, except that when the heavy rain fell on its face made of different skins, it looked like a The tearful child.