"It came again today, still standing at the door. I don't know what it is doing, but it seems to want to come in."

"It looks like my dead child. At least it looks like that from behind."

"My family also saw it. It was not an illusion. It really existed. But why did it always turn its back to us? Whose child is it? Why does it appear in the corridor so late at night?"

"My husband said he was going out to take a look, but he never came back. He left me and ran away."

"What should I do? It's getting closer and closer to me, always lying on the door and window. It will definitely come in!"

"After I woke up, I saw it appear in the living room. It didn't seem to notice me. It stood in the middle of the living room with its back to me."

"I saw its face clearly. Why would a rag doll be walking around in my house? What is it looking for? Why is it staying here?"

"It's disgusting! I've never seen such an ugly doll. Its arms are filled with garbage and bird carcasses, its stomach hides a stinking heart, its face is made of different skins, and its legs are bent with picked-up bones stuffed inside. It stinks all over, and its pitiful appearance is particularly terrifying!"

"I found another strange thing about this rag doll. Its shadow is not the shadow of the rag doll. When the light finds its body, the shadow it projects is that of a boy who is much taller than it."

"Everyone hates it, doesn't it know that? Why doesn't it leave? Why does it try so hard to please me? It's really crazy!"

"It seems to treat this place as its home, this damn doll!"

"I'm not its mother, I'm not her family!"

"We must drive it away, by all means!"

"I dismantled it, put it in a garbage bag, and buried it in the ground. I thought I could finally sleep well, but when I woke up, it appeared in my house again!"

"I don't have any family anymore, why is this freak still unwilling to let me go!"

"I sent it away again and again, but it started to appear in various places in my house, in the closet, under the bed, in the quilt, under the desk, it could be hiding anywhere in my house!"

"How can we get rid of it?"

The bloody words were completely distorted at the end, with traces of blood and nails remaining in the characters. The person who wrote them must have been on the verge of mental collapse.

Chen Ge could imagine a woman with disheveled hair, biting her fingers, tearing the bed sheets, and writing words on them.

Slowly, Chen Ge saw the last bed sheet covered with blood words, and the words on it made everyone shudder.

"I finally know what it wants to do."

"I'm not its mother, and it doesn't want me to be its mother. It just wants to get into my belly."

"When I woke up in the middle of the night and saw the smiling face on my belly, I knew I would never be able to get rid of it again."

The bloody words on the bed sheet ended here. Just looking at the bloody words, Wen Qing, who was standing next to her, felt very uncomfortable. Maybe it was because she was also a woman, so she could better understand the pain and despair of the owner of the house at that time.

"Are these bloody words reminding us that the real monster in the building is a rag doll?" Although Xiao Sun often said the wrong things, he was not stupid. Especially when he was in danger, his mind worked very quickly.

"That's about right." Chen Ge looked at the bloody words, his eyes fixed on one of the sentences - the shadow of the rag doll was not a rag doll, but a boy who was much taller than it.

Seeing these words, Chen Ge had a guess in his mind: "The ghost attached to the rag doll might be my shadow. After escaping from me, he became the shadow of the rag doll. And the rag doll has no consciousness. The rag doll might be the body he made for himself."

In Building A of Jinhua Community, the severed hand of the rag doll is the source of the stench in the entire building. It may also be because of the existence of the severed hand that the building is not invaded by the black fog.

"The rag doll should be the body that the ghost fetus once used. Judging from the description written in blood, it must have suffered a lot for this ugly body that was pieced together."

In the world behind Fang Yu's door, Chen Ge saw a small part of the ghost fetus's memory. The ghost fetus in the memory was completely different from the present one.

The shadow gradually became a ferocious monster. Now, it has completely changed and is no longer itself.

It was clearly recorded in the blood that the rag doll did not harm the residents in the building at first, but its existence itself was a "sin."

It was almost inevitable that the owner of the house would face the revenge of the rag doll in the process of constantly discarding it.

"The Jinhua community records Xiang Nuan's life, and the Jiuhong community may be buried with the past of the ghost fetus."

The first time Chen Ge's shadow changed was in the Western Suburbs Haunted House. Perhaps we can find some clues about what it went through next in these buildings.

Without closing the closet door, Chen Ge took out all the clothes in the closet. He did not see the monster either, it was as if it had already left the room.

"There are children's clothes in the closet, and three pairs of slippers, two large and one small, in the shoe cabinet. All signs indicate that a boy once lived in this room." Chen Ge placed the bed sheets with bloody words on the floor: "The tenant of Room 204 once had a child. From the bloody words on the bed sheets, we can see that this strange rag doll appeared after their child died. The rag doll did not hurt them at first, and seemed to be holding on to a glimmer of hope and wanted to live with them."

"Do you think it's possible? From the description, the doll is a completely horrible monster. Who would want to live with that thing?" Xiao Sun couldn't understand what Chen Ge said.

"You and the owner of the house both think the rag doll is a monster, but have you ever thought about it from the rag doll's perspective? Does it think it is a monster?" Chen Ge pointed at the bloody words on the bed sheet: "It has bones stuffed in its legs, a heart in its stomach, and a composite face. This rag doll is trying to become like a human according to its own ideas."

"Why do I feel that what you said is so scary?"

"The doll wants to be a human. It should desire a life like a human. It desires a family and love. Unfortunately, it underestimates the difficulty of being a human." Chen Ge is very rational: "It doesn't know what a human is, and it doesn't know what it represents to others. It is actually a child, but it was seduced by the devil and became the most terrifying child."

"Anyway, he killed the owner of the house in the end. I don't think it was expressing its own thoughts. It had bad intentions from the beginning. I even suspect that the owner's child was killed by the rag doll." Wen Qing's complexion recovered a little, but she didn't dare to look at the sheets with blood on them.

"What you said is possible." Chen Ge tidied up the bed sheet on the ground and held it in his hand: "We have almost finished searching this room. Let's go check the other rooms now."

"Are you going to take those broken sheets out?" Wen Qing and Xiao Sun asked at the same time, "Those are unlucky, why don't you put them back where they were."

"Okay." Chen Ge's backpack had limited space, so he reluctantly put the sheets back into the closet. "The comic book can't be used now. It won't be too late to come back after the employees wake up."

The ghost of Room 204 has not appeared yet, and it seems like no one has lived in this room for a long time.

Walking out of room 204, Wen Qing, who was the first to step out of the room, paused at the door.

"What's wrong?"

"There is blood on the ground..."

Several people looked in the direction where Wenrou's phone was pointing, and saw a pool of fresh blood at the door of Room 204. When they were searching the house just now, it seemed that something was standing at the door looking at them, and it stood there for quite a while.

"There are bloodstains on the wall, too. Look! There are so many handprints!" Wen Qing pointed to the wall next to the door frame. There were many baby-like fingerprints there, as if they had crawled quickly on the wall.

"There are a lot of strange things in this building." Chen Ge used his Yin pupil to follow the bloody handprint and walked to the entrance of the corridor: "To the third floor?"

"Do you want to continue going up? Or why don't we go back to Building A in Jinhua Community? We can lock the door so that people outside can't get in. How about we come back in the morning?"

"What if it doesn't get light before dawn?" Chen Ge ignored Xiao Sun. He quickened his pace and went straight into the corridor.

A faint smell of mold and stench began to appear in the air. The building was still very quiet, but this quietness was completely different from normal quietness, as if there was an indescribable thing that was hollowing out the heart, digging away a person's soul bit by bit.

Chen Ge had sharp five senses, and he felt this feeling most deeply. It seemed that as long as he entered this building, his soul would be imprisoned here forever without him realizing it.

I only took a few steps from the second floor to the third floor, but the temperature suddenly dropped a lot.

There was paper money everywhere on the ground, and white "Fu" characters were posted on the walls of every house. There were no door gods on the shabby doors, but instead two pieces of white paper.

"Door gods are used to guard the door of the house. What is the meaning of these two pieces of white paper?"

What puzzled Chen Ge even more was what happened next. The door lock of Room 301 was completely broken and could not be closed at all. The door was ajar, and outside the door was a bowl of rice with chopsticks stuck in it, and inside the door was a copper basin full of ashes.

To enter the door, one has to step over the copper basin. This is nothing in itself, but Chen Ge used his Yin pupil to see clearly that there were a few words written on the edge of the copper basin - those who step over this basin will be punished by mountains of knives and seas of fire, and will experience the pain of having their eyes gouged out and their hearts dug out.

Chen Ge himself does not believe in these things, but in the world behind other people's doors, it doesn't matter whether he believes it or not. The key lies in whether the person who pushes the door believes it or not.

"Is this a curse?"

The door was open, but Chen Ge didn't dare to enter rashly. He just pushed the door open and looked inside.

There were signs of burning in the house, with unburned paper money scattered all over the ground. It is worth noting that there were four small incense burners placed in the four corners of the house. The shape of the incense burners was very strange, with a little man kneeling on the ground, as if he was atonement.

"Can you understand what this is doing?" Wen Qing asked Xiao Sun and Chen Ge. She stood at the door with a nervous expression.

"Maybe they're doing some kind of ritual to exorcise ghosts." Xiao Sun looked at the paper money all over the floor and had no intention of entering the house.

"No matter what they were doing, they definitely didn't succeed in the end." Chen Ge pressed his finger on the door lock that had completely fallen off. "Look at the place where the lock and the door frame touch, it's obvious that it was opened violently. The people in the house didn't drive away the ghost, but instead completely angered the ghost."

He moved the copper basin to the corner of the wall. "This way, we won't be considered to have stepped over it when we enter the house. If this thing is useful, we can consider taking it away. It doesn't matter if we put it in the middle of the corridor or in the entrance of a room."

Wen Qing and Xiao Sun didn't know how to comment. They felt it was inappropriate, but after thinking about it carefully, Chen Ge's statement was quite logical.

Entering room 301, for safety reasons, Chen Ge did not separate everyone this time. Everyone went to the desired room together.

"There are copper coins hidden under the sofa cushions, cinnabar under the cabinet, incense burners in the four corners of the room, and some salt grains sprinkled on the wall. These are all things that can ward off evil spirits." Chen Ge knew these things very well. When he first got the black phone, he read almost all kinds of supernatural forums, and finally found that 90% of these things were useless. The remaining 10% was not necessarily useful, but because they were too difficult to get, he had not tried them yet.

The three of them walked through the living room and stopped when they reached the bedroom door.

The wooden door in front of me was covered with the child's bloody handprints, as if a child was standing outside the bedroom in the early hours of the morning, banging on the door.

Chen Ge pushed the bedroom door open a little bit. There was a big bed in the room. The bed sheet was covered with black particles that looked like medicine residue, and there was a space in the middle that looked like a person.

There were a few pieces of yellow paper scattered beside the bed, with some words written on them.

"The first time I saw it was outside the window. It was lying on the windowsill. I didn't realize we were on the third floor until I was fully awake."

"The second time I saw it was behind my door. I didn't see it when I opened the door, but when I closed the door, it followed me in and stood behind my door."

"The third time I saw it was among my baby's toys. It was imitating my child's every move. That was also the time I threw the dirty doll away."

"The fourth time I saw it was the night of the third time. I heard a noise in the living room and when I opened the bedroom door, I found it sitting in the living room playing with my children's toys. My husband and I were so scared that we turned on the lights, burned it with fire, and threw the remains into the garbage."

"The fifth time I encountered it was in the corridor. It pushed me from behind. Then the sixth time, the seventh time... The monster completely entangled me. I didn't know what to do to get rid of it."

The words on the yellow paper seemed to be the owner's request for help, but unfortunately, judging from the results, she did not succeed until the end.

Chen Ge took the yellow paper and looked at the dense bloody handprints on the bedroom door again. The image of the scary doll appeared in his mind.