Chen Ge looked into the room through the crack in the door. Even though he had Yin pupils, he still couldn't see clearly.
I listened carefully, but there was no sound in the house. The whole building was eerily quiet.
“What a weird feeling.”
Bowls of rice placed in an empty residential building would make anyone feel uncomfortable.
"This building doesn't seem to be prepared for living people." Chen Ge retracted his gaze. He was knowledgeable and made a guess based on his existing experience.
"If it's not prepared for the living, then how could it be prepared for the dead?" Xiao Sun covered his lower back, and he moved between Wen Qing and Chen Ge, looking in other directions from time to time, as if something horrible would come out from there at any time.
"There are both yang houses and yin houses. There is nothing strange about preparing a place for the dead." Chen Ge looked at Wen Qing: "We are now in Jiuhong Community. What is the difference between Jiuhong Community and Jinhua Community in your impression?"
"There is no difference. Jinhua Community was built a few years later than Jiuhong Community, that's all." Wen Qing recalled.
"Think about it carefully and don't miss anything." The problems in Jiuhong Community are obviously much bigger than those in Jinhua Community. Although Jinhua Community is dangerous, at least there are still people there. The residential buildings in Jiuhong Community are basically dead silent.
"Jiuhong Community is the earliest community built in the old city. The houses are very old and often have problems. There are almost no tenants now. I rarely take people to view the houses."
“Does the house itself often have problems?”
“Water leaks, poor lighting, noise, etc.”
"There are only a few tenants left, why is there noise?" Chen Ge's question left Wen Qing speechless.
"This... our company is not too sure. The boss went to check and didn't find the source of the noise, so the matter was left unresolved."
"Your company is really bold. I wonder if you are even doing business with dead people?" Chen Ge has been to the Jiuhong community in reality. Even in the daytime, the place was gloomy and eerie.
"Don't joke, we are a legitimate agency." Wen Qing's face turned pale, and she seemed to suddenly remember something: "The first batch of owners of Jiuhong Community have all moved out, and the company doesn't know the specific reason. Many of them left without saying goodbye, and we can't contact them at all. Therefore, most of the houses in Jiuhong Community are still empty. The small number of tenants is also related to this."
"Didn't those owners who moved away come back?"
"No, many left at night without even taking the furniture with them."
"Do you think they are moving?" Chen Ge was speechless.
"Once these strange things are publicized, who would dare to rent their house? At least I definitely won't!" Xiao Sun covered his lower back, he was one of the victims.
"I am now somewhat interested in the boss of your agency. What kind of person would dare to take over Jinhua Community and Jiuhong Community? I remember that your company's name is Jiuhong Agency. Does he have any relationship with Jiuhong Community?" Chen Ge wanted to ask clearly before starting to explore.
"Our boss is very powerful. His surname is Jiang and he has many businesses, not only in Hanjiang but also in Xinhai. He founded Jiuhong Agency a long time ago and it is completely in a free-range state. He will only invest in the company if it is about to collapse." In Wen Qing's words, their boss is a very powerful man.
"Jiuhong Agency has been losing money, why does he insist on maintaining this broken place? Does he know some secret?" Chen Ge looked at Wen Qing: "What's your boss's name?"
"Jiang Jiu, he is also one of the major shareholders of Dongjiao Virtual Future Park and has cooperated with many companies."
"Jiang Jiu?!" After hearing this name, Chen Ge finally understood that the so-called Jiuhong Agency was a conspiracy of Jiang Jiu and Ming Tai. Over the past decade or so, they have probably been screening tenants and arranging some of them in fixed rooms.
Thinking in this way, maybe the boss of Jinhua Company is also related to the ghost fetus, and the landlord gradually became sick under the instigation of the ghost fetus.
"Boss Jiang is a very nice person. He was the one who asked me to work here in the first place. He also helped me find a place to live so that I can have my own home." Wen Qing had a very good impression of Jiang Jiu, but she didn't understand that all the gifts in life actually already had a price tag secretly placed on them.
All the lines are connected together. Jiuhong Community is prepared for Xiang Nuan. This place should be used to cultivate the child who is most suitable to become a ghost fetus.
"Is it also the ghost fetus' idea for that old fox to build a virtual future park in Hanjiang? Or did he know some secrets through the ghost fetus, so he wanted to build a park in Hanjiang?" Chen Ge had already memorized Jiang Jiu's name. He didn't mean to do anything to Jiang Jiu. He just wanted to make friends with Jiang Jiu after leaving this door: "Since the other party can cooperate with the ghost fetus, it is possible that he can also cooperate with me. In any case, I have to try and listen to his ideas."
After figuring out these things, Chen Ge had a completely new understanding of the community in front of him. Xiang Nuan was different from other children, at least in the mind of the ghost fetus.
"We've stayed here long enough, let's go upstairs."
There are no door locks installed in the corridor, so the black fog outside cannot spread in. It seems that every building is protected by some special force.
"There must be some remains of the doll here, too."
Chen Ge led Wen Qing and Xiao Sun to the second floor. This floor looked even more shabby, with paper money scattered on the ground and a white upside-down blessing pasted on the corner of the corridor.
"It doesn't look like every household is holding a funeral, so why is there a bowl of rice at the door of every house? Who is this rice for?"
The chopsticks were inserted right in the center of the rice, neither tilted nor slanted, and it was impossible to tell whether it was for the person inside the house or outside.
There is not much difference between the second floor and the first floor except that there is an extra "Fu" character in the corridor. Even the scratches on the doors are similar.
To be on the safe side, Chen Ge pushed each door one by one.
The doors in Jiuhong Community are all wooden doors. Some of the locks are loose, and there are very large gaps between the door panels and door frames.
From left to right, the households on the second floor are numbered 201 to 204.
Chen Ge didn't feel anything when he pushed the door of room 201, but when he pushed the door of room 203, he realized something was wrong.
When he pushed the door hard, the door panel did not move at all. When he stopped pushing for a while, the door panel vibrated slightly.
It was as if when he pushed the door, there was someone inside pushing hard against the door, and after he left, the person inside slowly released his force.
Taking out the skull crusher from his backpack, Chen Ge touched the door handle of room 204.
The door was very worn out, with children's muddy handprints and not very obvious scratches all over the door surface. There was also a two-centimeter gap between the bottom of the door panel and the ground. The whole door was very loose and seemed difficult to close tightly.
"Don't come over here yet, both of you. Keep an eye on the corridor and don't let anyone cut off our retreat."
After Chen Ge finished speaking, he slowly walked to the door panel. He stretched out his hand to push the bowl on the ground to the side. When he was halfway through pushing it, he suddenly lay on the ground and looked inside through the gap under the door panel!
The whites of his eyes flashed, and his black hair disappeared from under the crack in the door.
"There's someone!" Chen Ge wasn't sure if it was a tenant in the building. His perception told him that what he saw just now was not a person, or even something woven out of memory.
"Brother, please don't be so startled, okay?" Xiao Sun jumped up in fright, pulling the wound on his back and grimacing in pain.
"Quiet, don't talk." Chen Ge stood up again. He took out a comic book from his backpack and took a look at it, then slowly tightened his grip on the skull crusher.
The employee hasn't woken up yet, but a "ghost" has appeared in the building, and now it's the situation he hates the most.
“Da da da…”
While Chen Ge was thinking, a strange sound was heard in the corridor, as if a child was running in the building, and the sound quickly disappeared.
"It should be coming from the top floor. Should we go over and take a look?" Xiao Sun looked reluctant, but still said it.
"Don't be anxious, take it one step at a time. What if the rooftop is very dangerous and we have nowhere to escape?" Chen Ge did not choose to leave. He grabbed the door handle and shook it hard a few times. When he found that he could not open the door, he kicked the door lock!
“Bang!”
The door opened, but the person lying under the crack disappeared.
"No offense, please forgive me." Chen Ge slowly walked into the house with the skull crusher: "Be careful not to touch the bowl of rice next to it."
This was the first time Chen Ge entered a room in Jiuhong Community. The building area was much smaller than that of Jinhua Community. The house was also extremely dilapidated and did not look like anyone lived there.
"Chen Ge, look at this." Wen Qing pointed at the calendar behind the door. There were crosses on it with a red pen, which looked very ferocious. "There is no year on the calendar, and most of it is missing, but there are words written on a few days..."
There was no light in the room, so Wen Qing used her mobile phone to illuminate the room. When she put her face close to the calendar, she suddenly screamed.
"What's wrong?"
"Yes, there is hair." Wen Qing's cell phone fell to the ground, and the light shone on Chen Ge and Xiao Sun's faces, making their faces pale.
"I'm sorry." Wen Qing apologized and quickly picked up her phone. But she didn't know why the scene just now kept appearing in her mind. Chen Ge and Xiao Sun's faces turned pale and they stared at her standing at the door: "They seem to be the same kind of people..."
Xiao Sun was walking around the house and didn't pay attention, but Chen Ge heard what Wen Qing just said. He looked at Wen Qing's trembling shoulders and didn't go over.
"Be careful not to get too far away from me. The three of us must ensure that we are in each other's sight at the same time." After Chen Ge finished speaking, he began to look for clues in the living room. Xiao Sun entered the kitchen, while Wen Qing held onto the wall and slowly approached the bedroom.
The wooden bed was covered with moldy bedding, which seemed to be bulging and wrapped with something.
The bed was against the wall, with white mosquito nets hanging at the four corners.
"I also have a mosquito net at home. When Xiang Nuan saw the mosquito net for the first time, she refused to go in and cried and made a fuss." Thinking of Xiang Nuan, Wen Qing's heart slowly calmed down. She entered the bedroom and opened the closet next to it.
There were several pieces of clothing that were badly moth-eaten hanging in the shabby closet.
"I've never seen clothes like this before. Is it a cheongsam?" She reached into the closet and wanted to take one down to have a look.
Her fingertips touched the clothes, and Wen Qing was about to take them out with force, when suddenly five fingers stretched out from somewhere in the closet and grabbed her hand!
His face turned pale instantly, and before Wen Qing could even scream, the hand disappeared.
"Chen..." Wen Qing wanted to speak, but suddenly found that she couldn't open her mouth. She slowly lowered her head and found a pair of pale hands strangling her neck tightly.
There was a strange noise coming from the closet just a few centimeters away from Wen Qing. The clothes hanging together were slowly pushed apart, and black hair seeped out from the gaps in the clothes. Then a pale face slowly pushed the clothes apart and moved closer little by little.
Unable to speak, Wen Qing's body was slowly dragged towards the closet by those hands. Wen Qing saw her own terrified and distorted face reflected in those eyes.
“Bang!”
Just as her body was about to be pulled into the closet, the door was slammed shut.
Wen Qing was startled when she opened her eyes. Only then did she realize that she was just standing in front of the wardrobe with her hands still holding the door.
"Are you okay?" Chen Ge dragged the skull crusher into the bedroom.
"It's okay." Wen Qing shook her head. She was not sure whether what she saw just now was an illusion or a real thing. Ever since she entered the black fog, she felt that something was wrong with her body. For example, those human heads in the black fog seemed to be visible to only her.
"You don't look okay." Chen Ge held Wen Qing's shoulders and said, "Don't hide anything. Tell me everything you know."
There are similar plots in many horror movies. Someone feels something is wrong, but when asked, he won't say anything. This poses a great hidden danger. Chen Ge will never let such a thing happen to him.
So once he finds something unusual, he will definitely get to the bottom of it.
Under Chen Ge's insistence, Wen Qing finally told the truth: "I seemed to have opened the closet in a trance just now, and there was a pale face hidden inside. His eyes were full of white, which squeezed out of his clothes little by little. He also strangled my neck with his hands. I couldn't call for help."
"There are only whites in the eyes?" Chen Ge nodded.
"Do you have any idea?"
"No, I just think his way of scaring people is worth learning." Chen Ge looked at the closet next to him: "Let's just call him the closet ghost for now. Is it still in this closet?"
"I guess so."
"How did you do that?"
"As soon as I opened the door and put my hand between the clothes, it appeared."
Before Wen Qing finished speaking, she saw Chen Ge open the wardrobe and put his hand into the clothes.
"Like this?"
"kindness."
"But why hasn't it come out yet?" Chen Ge fiddled with the clothes in the closet. Instead of waiting for the closet ghost, he found something in the pockets of those torn clothes.
He found several torn sheets covered with blood.
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