All the paintings have black and red as the base colors, with some glaring cold colors added occasionally. Put together, there is an indescribable sense of weirdness and bloodiness.

Xu Yichao put his ear against the door to listen to the noise outside. Sang Que looked around and saw no suspicious shadows in the room. She then opened the album on the table and looked at it using the light from her cell phone.

On the first page, there is a group of kids playing football. Each of them is a distorted black figure with eerie blood-red eyes, and there is a sad face in the corner of the painting.

On the second page, there is a black cat with a lot of scarlet painted on its eyes and belly, and there is a smiling face in the corner of the painting.

Page 3, in the corridor, a woman in flowery clothes with an obvious matchmaker's mole on her face puts a blood-stained garbage bag at the door of Room 202. In the corner of the painting there is a hushing child's face.

Sang Que frowned, vaguely realizing something.

On the fourth page, a tall and thin woman in a white dress stands with a tall and thin man in twisted black. The man’s eyes are painted a hideous blood red, and there is a crying face in the corner of the picture.

Sang Que took a quick look and found that there was a sink and a brick stove with a chopping board, a gas tank, a gas stove, pots and pans, and a large plastic bucket next to it that could hold one person.

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Sang Que said seriously, "It may not be someone outside. They are just standing together in the painting. What if they are ordinary friends, relatives, or teachers of children? Don't make random guesses just because women are beautiful."

The layout of room 202 is similar to that of room 201, but it is very tidy. Although there are traces of wear and thick dust left by the years, it can still be seen that the people who live here know how to live.

Xu Yichao's jaw dropped in shock. "Is this possible? Did you choose the wrong skill tree for reading comprehension?"

Sang Que was stunned for a moment. "We can't rule out this possibility. Then we should search upwards layer by layer, starting with Grandma Xu."

I wonder if she can bring other people with her besides herself to Black Mountain Village? As soon as the door opened, a piece of drawing paper was stepped on by Sang Que. She moved her foot away and took a look, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

The bedding on the wooden bed was neatly folded, and there was a very large suit and a red tie on the bed, which showed that they were prepared for a wedding.

Xu Yichao frowned and recalled, his eyes scanning the surroundings, "I don't remember exactly, it was probably when I was in primary school, because it wasn't cold yet, and Fatty gave Xu Chunxia... Oh my god!"

There was also a greasy notebook on the table, which was the kind of homework book distributed by school when I was a child.

[Today I won't sell her. I won't tolerate her bullying. I gave the meat to the cats in the alley in front of her. She even helped me catch mice when feeding the cats, but she never said thank you when feeding people! Cursing me for a short life? I want to see what kind of good ending a person like her will have! ]

Sang Que looked at the time recorded on this page. It was September.

And black window bars, and a bloody sky.

"Look, Uncle Fatty is so angry."

"Doesn't the tenant instructions say that we are not allowed to enter other people's rooms at will? Room 201 could be considered to have proactively opened the door and invited us in, but now they are just forcing their way in." Xu Yichao was a little worried.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" The drawing paper on the ground disappeared. Sang Que's face darkened. He walked over and kicked over the shaking wooden horse under the railing. Then he walked towards 202 without saying a word.

Shit! Xu Yichao whispered in his heart and hurried to catch up with Sang Que.

[This is so shameless! The meat was already cut and mixed, but she didn't want it, and I couldn't sell it to her. For the sake of our neighborhood, and because she's a local, and I can't afford to offend an outsider like her, I gave her a discount, and it's always like this! ]

There are also some green doors and black walls with red padlocks hanging on them.

Sang Que said calmly, "It says 'Do not enter other tenants' unlocked rooms at will'. This room is locked, and I pried it open. If there is a problem, we will bear the consequences ourselves."

Sang Que glanced at the dark shadow on the wall, and methodically pried open the door of 202 with a crowbar. Before the security guard Lao Tian came out completely, he took Xu Yichao in and closed the door.

Bang! The wooden horse flipped down the stairs, and the little girl's cry suddenly echoed.

He would record down the details of who bought the meat in the village, and would also make some small notes next to it. For example, if there was a happy event in someone's family, or someone was sick, he would give two more taels of meat, and the amount of money that was shortchanged would be marked with a red pen for easy calculation.

"Does she really have someone else outside? Even if she's a liar, she can't be considered lying to her father. This last picture and the mess in the house look like it was robbed. Could it be that her father beat her mother and smashed the house?"

Xu Yichao quickly flipped through the books, thought for a while and suddenly realized, "Could it be that the one who killed the cat was the liar, and Xu Chunxia blamed it on Fatty Uncle? And the liar's mother used to wear a white dress and was the most beautiful woman in the village."

The painting shows her wearing a black baseball cap and maintaining the posture of opening the door. Behind her, Xu Yichao in a red vest holds up a long knife and swings it at her with a grim smile.

Xu Yichao suddenly let out a low cry and looked behind them in horror.

Sang Que thought for a moment and said, "What's left in this building should be the resentment and memories generated at that time, not necessarily the souls of the dead. Let's go to 202 and take another look."

The sound of keys clashing lingered outside the door. Security guard Lao Tian had not left yet, so they could not go out for the time being.

"Let me see," Xu Yichao took the notebook and quickly flipped through a few pages. "Xu Chunxia is a gossipy woman. She always takes meat from Uncle Fatty's stall, but she pays less every day."

On the fifth page, the woman in the white dress has a painful expression on her face, lying on a pure black background, with a pale red tinge all over her head and body. In the corner of the picture is a smiling face.

Most of the paintings on the wall are small black animals with a lot of red painted on their bodies.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm wrong." Xu Yichao apologized immediately and returned to the topic. "From the pictures on the wall, it seems that Liar is often locked in the house by her mother. She also often tortures and kills small animals. She was only... six years old at that time? So cruel!"

[It's always like this! How can there be such a shameless person! Every time she asks me to cut the meat and mix it for her, I repeatedly ask her if she is sure, and repeatedly tell her how much weight and how much money, and she nods, and when she is done mixing it, she asks me to give her a discount, and also wants to add some other things, otherwise she won't want it! ]

The suit that had been neatly folded just now suddenly stood straight up as if it was being worn!

"Wait, there's a picture behind this."

"404!" Xu Yichao pointed at the number plate on the green wooden door in the painting.

Sang Que took the lead again. After listening at the door for a while and making sure that there was no sound outside, she instinctively stretched out her right hand to pull the door. When she held the door handle, she stopped, glanced at Xu Yichao behind her, and switched to her left hand.

Sang Que walked to the desk, where there was a photo of a man and a woman under the glass.

These paintings made Sangque feel extremely uncomfortable. When he turned the pages, he found that the paper was blank with no other content.

Xu Yichao flipped through the album on the table again. "This matchmaker mole, it can't be Xu Chunxia, ​​right?"

Inside the room was a wooden bed against the wall, a large wardrobe with a mirror in the middle against the other side, and a desk next to the head of the bed under the window.

"What happened to this little girl and her mother later?" Sang Que was rarely curious.

Xu Yichao's name is Sang Que. He turned the sketchbook to the back page. There was a pure black background, a green wooden door, and a woman with long hair and a red skirt walking in the corridor with her head lowered.

Xu Yichao was frightened by her sudden movement and immediately shrank back, sticking out half of his head.

The cold wind blew on the back of his neck. Sang Que suppressed the urge to fight back and quickly dodged and stuck to the wall next to him, his whole body tense and alert.

If Xu Yichao hadn't reminded her, she might have really followed the little girl's instructions.

Xu Yichao felt a little strange, "But liars always lie habitually, is he trying to trick us?"

After Xu Yichao said this, Sang Que discovered that there was a loss every few days in the notebook, and the buyer was Xu Chunxia.

"Sang... Mulan, the security guard seems to have gone upstairs." Xu Yichao walked to Sang Que and frowned when he saw the painting on the wall. "What is this? It makes my scalp tingle."

The handwriting inside was very square, neatly recording how much pork was purchased every day, the purchase price, how much was sold, as well as the daily income from braised goods sales, etc.

Sang Que's eyes lit up slightly as she noticed some small swirls around the head of the woman in the red dress who was lowering her head.

A large amount of blood began to seep out of the wall between 201 and 202, and a black figure slowly emerged from the blood. It was the security guard Lao Tian.

Xu Yichao turned to a page at the back and pointed it to Sang Que. The handwriting on it was very forceful and a bit messy, and it was obvious that the author was very angry when he wrote it.

"When did the rumor spread in the village that Li Dafu molested children and tortured and killed cats?"

"I heard from my grandma that they moved away a long time ago, so they shouldn't be dead, right?"

The man is honest and simple, and his smile is approachable. The woman has pretty eyes and brows, and has two pigtails. She also has a sweet smile.

"This is the sleepwalking woman in 705. Maybe if we follow her, we can find 404."

Blood dripped from the bright red tie, quickly staining the pure white shirt red.

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The manuscript box is empty! 　　 　 (End of this chapter)