After returning home, Qin Nuo put the bag of cold buns in the freezer of the refrigerator which had long been spoiled. Although it could not be refrigerated, it was sealed and could prevent rats, cockroaches and other things.
Qin Nuo wanted to use the kettle to boil some water to drink, but when he saw a yellowed sanitary napkin soaking in it, he threw it directly into the trash can.
I went to the bathroom and took a quick shower. After a busy day, my whole body was emitting a foul odor, and my clothes were stained with a lot of meat and blood.
After taking off everything, I threw myself into the basin wearing only a pair of shorts, turned on the faucet, and since there was no laundry detergent, I used dishwashing liquid instead, and rubbed it with my feet.
After a busy period, Qin Nuo came out of the bathroom, his whole body wet. He took down a few pieces of dry clothes from the security window.
After changing clothes, it was already dark outside the balcony. Qin Nuo paid attention to the time and simply cleaned up the garbage in the bedroom.
I took the garbage out and threw it at the entrance of the alley, where flies were flying everywhere and all kinds of disgusting garbage were piled up.
Qin Nuo clapped his hands and walked back. When he entered, the door of the neighbor next door happened to be open.
A thin middle-aged woman with wet hair, wearing a dark purple cheongsam and a pair of red embroidered shoes, walked out.
Because of her age and weight loss, her face is covered with wrinkles, but she wears heavy makeup, giving people the feeling of a brothel owner, which makes people feel uncomfortable.
Qin Nuo didn't know what Qin Feng's relationship was like with his neighbors. He stopped and looked at the middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged woman's reaction would give him the answer.
The middle-aged woman saw Qin Nuo and grinned: "Xiao Feng, why are you going out so late? Where are you going?"
"Auntie's got bone soup at home. Your parents aren't home, are they? How about coming over to her house and trying her cooking?"
This is a normal greeting between neighbors. It's not surprising for a warm neighbor to say these words.
But what came out of the middle-aged woman's mouth was not only passion, but also an inexplicable strong emotion.
That grinning mouth seemed to be stained red with blood, bright and terrifying!
Qin Nuo shuddered instinctively. With his thin figure, he felt a sense of crisis as if he was being stared at by a big bad wolf. The corners of his mouth twitched, and his smile seemed forced: "Next time, Auntie."
After saying this, Qin Nuo walked straight into the house and slammed the door shut.
The middle-aged woman stared at the huge red brick house, licked her bright red tongue, and went back into the house.
…
"That woman's eyes looked like she wanted to eat me. If I really went into her house, I probably wouldn't be able to get out."
"Building good relationships with neighbors isn't inherently a bad thing, but while this principle worked in the second instance of the Bloody Clothes Apartment, applying it to this fourth instance feels like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth."
After returning to the house, Qin Nuo went to the bathroom to wash his hands, but the goose bumps on his body had not yet gone away.
As night fell, the house became extremely dark. The light bulb in the living room had long been broken, and one could only see clearly with the help of the scattered light coming in from outside.
There was an old-fashioned TV in the hall. Qin Nuo tried to turn it on. The light from the TV could drive away some of the darkness, making people feel more at ease.
But after trying several times without success, I thought it was a problem with the circuit. After removing the back cover, I found that the circuit inside had been bitten off long ago. A rat, charred by electricity, was dead on the circuit board, emitting a foul odor.
Qin Nuo shook his head, closed the back cover, and simply went back to the room.
Inside the room, Qin Nuo rummaged through the wardrobe drawers, hoping to find more information about Qin Feng's family and the kids in the acting department.
After searching for a while without any results, Qin Nuo went to look through the books again. NPCs in horror games all have the habit of taking notes. If he could find Qin Feng's notes, it would definitely be much easier.
But after searching for a long time, I found nothing worth looking at except some scribbled textbook notes.
"Finally, I met a character who doesn't like taking notes?" Qin Nuo put the messy books back in place, and helplessly moved a chair to sit on the balcony to calm down.
An oil lamp was placed on the fence. Qin Nuo held the crescent pendant in his hand, rubbed it with his fingers, and looked at it back and forth.
"The crescent moon is made of bones." The blood-eyed ghost suddenly spoke.
"Bones? Then why didn't you say it earlier?" Qin Nuo asked.
"I didn't think it was important information, so I didn't tell you. But I found out that you couldn't figure it out even after looking at it for a long time with your stupid head." The Blood-Eyed Ghost said nonchalantly.
Qin Nuo was speechless.
"A gift made of bones, a gift of horror... a twisted love..."
"I remember when I played Liang Zisu before, there was an invisible female teacher who also liked to give this thing. Is there any connection between the two?" Qin Nuo muttered to himself, narrowing his eyes.
"The music box is connected to the first character, and the crescent pendant is connected to the second character. What does this seem to be hinting at?"
Huge confusion and all kinds of bizarre guesses lingered in his mind and could not be shaken off, causing Qin Nuo's brows to furrow little by little.
Perhaps it was because he had stayed in the horror world for too long. The dim and gloomy environment always allowed Qin Nuo to calm down and think about problems.
He just sat there on the balcony, not even noticing that the wick of the oil lamp had gone out.
It was not until the old clock on the wall rang that Qin Nuo's thoughts, which had drifted away, were brought back to their original state.
The wick was relit, and the light allowed Qin Nuo to see the clock on the wall clearly.
"It's past twelve o'clock. It's time to go to the Black Crow Ghost School. Those cursed little ghosts will definitely show up."
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