Chapter 87: Dihao Apartment (End)

Lin Xiang: "The cause of death of 303 has been found. Now we are back to 305. There is a little girl in the video. Is her death related to this incident?"

"Isn't there a diary of that little girl?" Old Qian said, "Didn't Xia Bai find it in Room 305?"

The clues Xia Bai found in Room 305 included the love letter written by Xue Lihong to Gao Xuan that was sealed in a box, as well as the little girl's diary and her drawings.

The girl likes to draw a lot, and the most attractive one is the little girl Jingjing and her mother.

The two of them stood in the bright sunshine, the mother was holding a bouquet of lilies in her hand, her eyes curved with a smile.

The girl's brushstrokes are not mature enough, but they can reflect her inner world. In her heart, her mother should be like the one in the painting, which corresponds to the sentence in her diary: "My mother is like a lily, clean and beautiful."

The girl was probably about seven or eight years old. Children of this age have the capital to act unreasonably and they also want their father very much, but the girl was not like that.

In these paintings, there are no family portraits, only the mother and her, and the mother is the most prominent.

Occasionally she would draw a picture of an apartment. In her painting, this dilapidated and gloomy apartment also looked like a fairy-tale building with a sense of time. There were two children sitting on the roof of this fairy-tale building, watching the beautiful birds and big eagles flying in the sky together.

There are two children, a boy and a girl. The boy should be the one who lives with his grandmother in Building 211.

"Today, Mom made cookies. Xiaowei and I secretly climbed up to the rooftop to eat them. Xiaowei and I think Mom is the most beautiful and gentle mother in the world. He also likes my mother very much. There was a beautiful bird in the sky this afternoon. Did it also come to see the fairy mother?"

"Xiao Wei said his grandmother was beaten so badly that she couldn't stand up and her teeth were knocked out. He secretly brought the teeth out and we hid them for his grandmother. He was not very happy and asked me if a big eagle would take us away. I said yes, a big eagle would take him to find his parents."

"Mom brought medicine to Xiaowei's grandmother, but she threw it out. Mom secretly stuffed it back. Mom is so kind. I love her so much."

"My mother braided my hair into a beautiful braid. I looked back and saw that she had the same braid as mine. She smiled so beautifully, and there was light in our room."

"Today, my mom held me for a nap. Her arms were so soft. She asked me if I wanted a dad. After a while, I said no, because my dad would beat her. I don't want a dad."

"They say mom is dirty and hooks up with men all the time. No, they are talking nonsense. Mom is a fairy."

"No, Mom is a fairy like a lily."

"No, Mom was deceived."

"No, Mom was under a spell."

"No."

"I want to save my mother."

"Fairy mom is controlled by a dark wizard, I want to save her."

"I know how to save mom. Mom, I will definitely save you."

Old Qian couldn't help but sigh, "She has seen what happened between mom and another man on the rooftop, but she still trusts mom. But what she said is not wrong. Her mom was indeed cursed that time and was controlled by the black wizard she mentioned."

"It's not just that time. According to her diary, she often played with Xiaowei on the rooftop and other places. She may have seen her mother and Xue Lihong together." Xia Bai said, "But she still thinks her mother is a pure fairy."

Seeing that he looked puzzled, Lao Qian said, "This is how a child feels about her mother. Her mother is like a fairy in her heart."

He regretted it after he finished speaking. He shouldn't have said these things to Xia Bai who had no mother.

Xia Bai said "Oh", he couldn't understand this kind of feeling. In his opinion, the girl's mother having an affair with a married man was morally problematic and unclean.

Perhaps he does not have the warm and childlike heart of the little girl, so he sees everything through a fairy tale filter. His mother is a fairy, the birds flying in the sky are colorful and like eagles, and even this shabby and dirty apartment looks like a castle.

Or maybe, she mentioned in her diary that her father beat her mother, it seems that there was a very scary person in her family before, and her mother was the only person who gave the girl warmth in her horrible life.

Lin Xiang said: "The woman deserved to die because she wanted to save her mother."

Yang Yi said: "The death of the 211 boy may also be related to this incident."

When he said this, he found a photo of a boy and a girl on his computer. They were sitting in the corner of the rooftop. Unlike the girl in her painting, they were not looking up at the sky. Instead, the boy was watching the girl drawing. He held his chin with his hands and looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

It can be seen from the little note the boy wrote to the girl and the girl’s diary that the two children have a very good relationship. The boy likes the girl very much and regards her as his best friend.

There were only two children of the same age in the apartment. The boy said that the girl's mother was gentle and beautiful, and the girl said that a big eagle would carry him to find his parents.

They found many secret bases in the apartment to stay together, eat snacks, or the boys watch the girls draw.

The girl turned the apartment that everyone disliked into a castle. Because of the girl, the boy remained lively in this old apartment where there were no parents and only beatings and scolding.

The girl said she wanted to save her mother, and the boy would definitely help her.

In the photo, the girl is lying in a pool of blood in front of the apartment door, looking up at the sky as if she is lying on rose petals. The boy is trying to crawl towards her, and the photo is frozen at the moment when he reaches out to her.

"Xiao Wei said he would help me."

"We overheard the conditions under which the dark wizard cast the spell."

"I was crouching in the closet painting, and I saw that man coming to my house. He had never come to my house before. He opened the closet, and I knew he was looking for my mother's hair."

"I put my hair in my mother's scarf."

Lin Xiang was confused. "This...Hasn't Gao Xuan already been transferred to a place of black magic? How come someone stole her hair and cast a curse on her? Who is this person?"

Yang Yi: "It was a man, not the boss of 303, he should have been dead by then. It was not the son of the old man in 204, he should not have come back by then. It was not Xiaoqi's boyfriend either, he should still be hiding from Xiaoqi. Then, there is only one possibility, that is Xue Lihong."

Lin Xiang was completely upset. "Xue Lihong discovered the affair between Gao Xuan and the boss of Room 303. He didn't believe that Gao Xuan had been transferred under the spell, but he couldn't accept that Gao Xuan fell in love with the boss. He went to find Gao Xuan's hair to cast a spell on her, so that Gao Xuan would fall in love with him again. But he ended up taking Jingjing's hair?"

"No." Xia Bai shook his head. He took out the last letter Xue Lihong wrote to Gao Xuan and pointed at the sentence: "I won't let you go!"

"He couldn't accept that Gao Xuan chose such a loser to betray him. For a self-righteous scholar like him, this was not only a betrayal, but also a humiliation. The black magic he cast was not to make Gao Xuan fall in love with him. How could he, who was so arrogant, use such a method to make Gao Xuan fall in love with him? He wanted to take revenge on Gao Xuan. The black magic he cast on Gao Xuan must have been something like harm and death, and it fell on Gao Xuan's daughter Jingjing, who died as a result."

"Xiaowei, who was following Jingjing, must have wanted to save her and was also injured."

"That makes sense." Yang Yi supported this statement.

Lin Xiang asked: "The boy was just injured? He didn't die with them?"

"Look at the photo. When he reached out to Jingjing, his upper body was raised and his arms were stretched out. There was no blood on his head, only Jingjing's blood was splashed on his body." Xia Bai analyzed, saying, "Do you remember that after he died, his grandmother in the underworld kept saying that his legs hurt. He probably didn't die, but just broke his legs and became disabled."

They already knew it in the underworld. Those who died in the underworld forgot about the things related to their death, but some fears, some intense emotions and feelings remained.

The old lady in 211 often mentioned that her son and daughter-in-law would beat her, and she always felt that her grandson's legs would hurt. At that time, they guessed that the death of the old woman and the boy was related to the boy's legs.

Lin Xiang asked: "Since the boy didn't die here, how did he die?"

Old Qian sighed for some reason, as if he knew something.

Xia Bai said: "Wait a minute."

His hand was rummaging in his trouser pocket, and he took out a bloody ghost hand, which was holding a green bottle.

“…”

Xia Bai took the bottle from Harmony's hand and said, "This is a pesticide bottle found under the bed in 211."

Lin Xiang: “You mean…”

Old Qian sighed again and said dully, "Didn't you hear what Xia Bai said? After the old lady died, her obsession was condensed into two points. One was that she was worried about her grandson's leg pain, and the other was that she was afraid of being beaten and scolded by her son and daughter-in-law. Jingjing wrote in her diary that her teeth were knocked out. How badly she was beaten and how scared she would be."

"My grandson's leg was broken and he became disabled. If her son and daughter-in-law knew about this, how badly would they beat her? It's not something that can be solved with just a beating. She was afraid and didn't know how to face her son, so she simply drank pesticide and died with her grandson."

"Don't you think this is incredible?" Lao Qian said, "In fact, not to mention in games, there are similar things in real life. It's so miserable. The elderly, especially those without filial children, are the most miserable group of people in the world."

Lin Xiang was also feeling depressed, "Sister, I didn't expect that you are so young and beautiful, but you understand empathy so well. You are a fairy sister."

“…”

Yang Yi, who was busy flipping through the computer, found the black magic that Xue Lihong wanted to cast on Gao Xuan. It came from the manuscript written by his wife Luo Sifei that she wanted to post online.

"I know Luo Sifei is not a good person, but I didn't expect him to be so vicious that he cast a spell on his perfect lover that would cause her uterus to explode, forcing her to never have children again and not be worthy of being a woman. Men always think that a woman's uterus belongs to them and is under their control."

"He asks me to give birth to a child for him every day, but I just won't. He won't want to blast me, will he? Oh, no, he still wants me to give him a legitimate son, haha."

Several people were silent and could not speak for a long time.

Lin Xiang clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, saying, "He, he will not die a good death."

Xia Bai: "He is indeed dead."

Lin Xiang: "How did he die? Was he also cursed?"

Old Qian sighed for the third time, thinking of the crazy woman in Room 305, "I guess he was killed by the woman in Room 305."

Xia Bai: "There is blood on the camera, and Luo Sifei's manuscript record also stopped here. I guess Luo Sifei was also killed by Gao Xuan in revenge. Gao Xuan may have seen this manuscript and found out the specific cause of her daughter's death, so she went crazy."

The document on the computer stops here, stops at a few "huhs".

The last photo also shows the girl dead in a pool of blood.

The last video shows the girl and the boy sitting on the rooftop looking at the sky. They don’t know what will happen next.

The boy asked the girl: "Jingjing, is there an eagle in the sky today?"

The girl looked at the sky for a long time and said, "Yes, there is."

The person filming the video seemed curious as well, and looked up at the sky with the camera along with them.

In the distance, several large chimneys pushed thick smoke into the sky. The sky was gloomy and foggy, and there was nothing.

Boy: "Wow! It really exists!"

The girl also said happily: "Yes, it is true."

A laugh was heard in the video. The laugh was very close and came from the person filming the video. She seemed to find the self-deceiving child very funny, but there was no sarcasm in her laugh.

The camera once again turned toward the sky.

In the high sky covered with gray clouds, an airplane flew out from the dark clouds.

"ah!--"

The video ends with a shrill scream and a shaky camera.

Unable to find any clues here, they went to Room 305 again, and this time it was Lao Qian who knocked on the door.

After Gao Xuan opened the door for him, Lao Qian said, "Kid, you killed Xue Lihong. You avenged Jingjing, right?"

I don’t know which word hurt Gao Xuan. She had always been crazy and usually silent, but suddenly she burst into tears. She cried so hard that she couldn’t stand up straight. She squatted on the ground and cried heartbreakingly.

Xia Bai handed Jingjing's diary and painting to her and said, "I'm sorry."

The top painting is of the girl and Lily’s mother, with “Jingjing, who loves mother forever” written in the corner.

Gao Xuan's lips couldn't stop trembling because of crying.

She moved secretly into this apartment with her daughter because of domestic violence from her husband.

The living environment of this apartment was so bad that she felt sorry for her daughter and cried that night.

But the daughter didn't think this place was bad from the bottom of her heart, so she thought her mother wouldn't cry for this reason. She misunderstood.

She held her tears in her hands, kissed her, and comforted her, "Don't cry, mom. It's okay. I will always love you forever."

Yes, her daughter will always love her. She has been saving her daughter since she was born. Isn't her love enough? Why should she look for love outside?

"Mom is the most beautiful fairy in the world, clean and beautiful."

She is not, she has never been a fairy, she has never been clean, she is a mistress and her daughter has been plagued by rumors since she was born.

Her daughter is her angel. She smiles all the time and everything in her eyes is a fairy tale.

Gao Xuan: "He deserves to die! They all deserve to die! Let's go to hell together! Let's go to hell together, don't go to heaven to disturb her."

The four of them couldn't bear to look at her any longer and looked towards the room at the same time.

They then saw that the picture of the lily mother was in a large frame and hung on the wall. Unlike the picture on the paper, this one did not have a girl, only a mother, and a more detailed one. The mother smiled more cleanly and beautifully among the lilies, and really looked like a fairy.

Next to it is a certificate, the first prize of the "Little Painter" Cup.

"What did you hide?" Lao Qian asked Xia Bai when leaving 305.

He noticed with his sharp eyes that Xia Bai did not give all the paintings to Gao Xuan, but secretly hid one.

Xia Bai took out the crumpled painting from his pocket and slowly smoothed it out.

The painting looked completely dark, with a large area of ​​black. Only in a small, inconspicuous corner in the lower right corner was there a little girl's face. It seemed as if she was suffocated by the darkness, and she was trying hard to stick her head out to breathe, secretly, and ask for help.

Xia Bai: "The girl seems to be suffering from depression."

Several people were stunned.

But she smiled so happily, and her fairy-tale eyes were so bright, and she was always the one who comforted her mother.

They thought again, yes, the girl in No. 305 in the underworld doesn’t smile, isn’t lively, but cries. She stands in the shadows and asks everyone she sees to find her mother.

Hell Apartment, second floor.

The old lady in Room 211 was at the stairs dragging her grandson who was about to run to the third floor.

"I'm going to find Jingjing!"

"You can't go! Come with me!"

204 Lao Wang heard the voice and came out, asking her: "Leave? Are you leaving?"

The old lady nodded, "Alas, but he insisted on going to the third floor and refused to go with me."

"I want to take Jingjing with me! Jingjing is still waiting for me! I won't leave unless she leaves! No, no, no!"

"Look, how come his temper is even worse than his father's when he was a child?" said the old lady.

Ling Changye stood at the door and said, "Let him go. There is no danger now."

The old lady stood there in a daze for a few seconds and then let go of her hand.

"Jingjing! Jingjing! Jingjing, I'll take you to find your mother!" The boy climbed up while shouting. In order to let Jingjing hear him a second earlier, he shouted loudly so that the whole apartment could hear, "I see the big eagle coming to pick us up!"

"His voice is as loud as his father's when he was a child." The old lady said, "Old Wang, right?"

Lao Wang nodded, "Yes, I know."

The old lady seemed to be lost in memories. "You know, I raised my son by myself since he was a child. He listened to me very much when he was little. He stuck to me all day long and said that he loved his mother the most..."

She seemed to be telling an unfinished story, and the story should end with a turning point that begins with "How could it be?"

It’s better not to say anything.

The boy pulled the girl out of the shadows, took her hand and went to find Daying, and the three of them left the apartment together.

Not long after, the couple on the fourth floor also left cursing.

Lao Wang looked at their backs and said, "They're gone. They're all gone."

"Oh, there's one more." The old man didn't know whether he was upset or disappointed, "308 hasn't left yet."

Xia Bai and his friends finally came to room 308, the starting point of the story.

The old lady Xu Mei in Room 308 had been dead for a long time. Her body had already rotted, but she was still lying on the bed, neatly dressed. Next to her lay an old man, who seemed to be dying.

He saw them, turned his eyes slowly, and asked with difficulty: "Outside, is it over? Everything."

Lao Qian was the first to walk up to him and said, "It's over. Was it you who brought that sorcerer into the apartment?"

"Yes... yes." The old man said, "I regretted it as soon as I brought him into the apartment, but, but, I can't control it anymore. You, you know where the sorcerer is, where the most fanatical... welcome is?"

"A slum where you can't get anything you want."

"It's bitter, bitter, why, it's all bitter."

He and his wife lost their only son when they were young. The pain of seeing their son die was almost too much for them to bear. At that time, they thought that it would be great if there was a powerful master who could resurrect their son, but there was no such person.

Fortunately, fortunately, they survived.

For so many years, decades, they have relied on each other, supported each other, and lived together.

But when he saw her dead, he couldn't stand it anymore.

It was true, he couldn't stand it any longer, the world was pitch black, he couldn't see, touch or feel anything, and there was often a moment when he didn't know where he was.

He thought of the master he had heard of in the vegetable market, and he invited the master at all costs, wanting to pull her up at all costs, even if it meant destroying this world that had nothing to do with him anymore.

But when he saw her lying peacefully on the bed, he regretted it.

He suddenly understood that she was waiting for him. She was just waiting for him one step ahead.

Of course the master was unhappy and had a quarrel with him, which was heard by a boy. However, he still opened his business in this apartment.

Once it opened, I couldn't stop. Boys, men, old men, women...

The few families who died were just the beginning. How could it be possible that those were the only poor families living in this abandoned apartment?

Later, they realized that it was an evil sorcerer, who they said deliberately exaggerated their wishes and curses, and they said he had harmed them.

Led by Gao Xuan, they killed him like crazy and nailed his evil body to the cross with iron nails.

But this is not the end.

As long as the desire is there, as long as people are there, the descending will always be there.

"Finally, it's finally over."

"Then I can finally leave."

The door of 308 also opened.

The old lady came out smiling, holding the old man's hand and walking slowly forward.

Old Wang stared at the old man whom they all guessed was dead at home. It turned out that he was still alive.

Watching them walk down the stairs, Lao Wang asked, "Are you leaving too?"

"Yes." Xu Mei said, "Let's go."

They held hands, supported each other, and walked out of the apartment step by step, safely and steadily.

"Am I the only one left?" Lao Wang said, looking at the few new people who came here.

Ling Changye had already seen a path of light behind the old couple, and he said to Lao Wang, "We are leaving too."

"Oh." Lao Wang nodded and rubbed his wrist. "Let's go, let's go. We all want to leave."

When Yang Mei followed Ling Changye onto the path of light, she saw Lao Wang starting to "peek" in the apartment again, but this time he didn't need to "steal" because there was no one here.

Xia Bai and the others also walked on the light path to leave.

There was a question that Lin Xiang hadn't figured out until he was about to leave the game: "Who is the protagonist of this dungeon?"

Xia Bai looked back at the dilapidated and dark apartment. "Each of them is a protagonist, among all living beings."

The sorcerer dressed in black sat silently in the front.

A boy kneeled down and prayed sadly: "I want her to stay with me forever and love me till death."

A man knelt down desperately and begged: "Let her love me and stop scolding me."

An old man knelt down and begged humbly: "Let him come to see me often, just to see me."

A man knelt down and begged angrily: "Let her uterus explode, and she will never be worthy of being a woman for the rest of her life!"

A woman knelt down and begged in hatred: "Let his roots rot, and dirty men can never use dirty things again!"

An old man knelt down and begged indifferently: "Make him mute, his mouth will never be able to refute me."

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