"Is the murderer that rag doll again? Were all the people in this building killed by that rag doll?" Wen Qing also saw the contents on the yellow paper: "Why did that monster do this?"
"Why?" Chen Ge turned around and stared into Wen Qing's eyes. He thought for a moment, but still did not tell her what happened between the ghost fetus and Xiang Nuan.
Wen Qing didn't know that the monster she was talking about was actually related to Xiang Nuan.
As the three of them stood by the bed and talked, changes slowly began to occur in the bedroom.
The empty figure on the bed sheet was slowly sinking downwards, as if someone was lying on it.
The stain was moving, and a child's handprint appeared on the bed sheet, and the handprint moved closer to Wen Qing along the bed sheet.
Chen Ge and the other three were standing by the bed, but the handprint had a special liking for Wen Qing.
"Don't move."
The handprint finally stopped in front of Wen Qing. The room was eerily quiet and everyone held their breath.
"I feel like there's someone standing in front of me." Ten seconds later, Wen Qing said, her eyes full of fear: "Really, there's something standing in front of me!"
Taking out the skull crusher, Chen Ge stared at the bed sheet in front of Wen Qing. The child's palm print remained in the same place.
"ah!"
Without any warning, Wen Qing suddenly screamed, she stepped back violently and hit her body against the wall.
At the same time, the child's handprints on the bed sheet began to move again, crawling rapidly towards the window.
"Someone touched my face just now, and his hand was very cold!" Wen Qing didn't look like she was lying.
"Can you feel its presence?" Chen Ge used his Yin pupil, but to no avail. He did not expect that Wen Qing could actually sense the other party.
"Yes, I can't see, hear, or smell anything strange, but I just feel like there's someone standing in front of me!" Few people have experienced this kind of horror, and Wen Qing was terrified at this moment: "Can't you feel it? Why did it target me? Does it think I'm its mother? Just like the two women who were killed just now?"
"You are unique to it." Chen Ge didn't know whether he should tell Wen Qing about the ghost fetus: "Since leaving Building A of Jinhua Community, you have been seeing and sensing strange things, including the head floating in the black fog, and the owner of the child's handprint just now..."
"Xiao Sun saw it before. Didn't he say that there was someone following behind our team?" Wen Qing slowly calmed down. She gently touched her face, covering the place where she felt strange just now.
"He is a tenant inside the door, so it's normal for him to see strange things. You come from outside the door, but you see much more than he and I do, which is a bit strange." Chen Ge didn't suspect Wen Qing of doing anything bad, he just couldn't figure out one question, why was there no Wen Qing in the world behind Xiang Nuan's door?
The world behind the door is woven according to the memory of the person who pushes the door. This weaving process is not controllable by the person who pushes the door. The people with deeper memories are more likely to appear.
All the neighbors in the Jinhua community showed up, and as Xiang Nuan's mother, there was no reason for Wen Qing not to appear in the world inside the door.
Did Xiang Nuan send Wen Qing inside the door to the outside? Or did the ghost fetus kill or control Wen Qing inside the door in order to achieve his own goals?
"What are you thinking about?" Wen Qing saw that Chen Ge had not spoken for a long time, so she asked. The only person she trusted now was Chen Ge.
"If one day you find out that your child is completely different from what you imagined, will you still love him?" Chen Ge said meaningfully.
"Of course, no matter what he becomes, he is my child." Wen Qing said firmly without any hesitation.
"Even if he turns into the monster you were afraid of just now?" When Chen Ge said this, he was looking at Wen Qing and paying attention to the changes in Wen Qing's expression.
"Even if he turns into a monster, it doesn't change the fact that he is my child." Wen Qing was a little confused: "Why do you keep asking weird questions? Do you suspect Xiang Nuan is the monster in the building? Impossible! You haven't had any contact with him. In fact, he is a really good child."
"Well, I believe he is a very good child." Chen Ge had seen the earliest memory of the ghost fetus in Fangyu's world. In the horror house in the western suburbs, after the young Chen Ge went to bed, Shadow was playing with toys alone in the room. It looked so lonely that it made people feel distressed.
At first the shadow was pure, but after leaving Chen Ge, it changed completely.
Chen Ge's shadow is dead, and a new ghost named Mingtai has appeared in the world.
"Let's go to the next room. Finding the remains of the doll sooner will be of great help in our escape." Chen Ge did not refute what Wen Qing said. He did not want to dwell on this issue too much.
"Don't change the subject so suddenly! What did you mean by asking that question just now?" Wen Qing chased after Chen Ge, and they stopped as soon as they walked out of the bedroom.
The incense burners placed in the four corners of the living room were all overturned, the copper basin was also opened, and the ashes of paper money were thrown everywhere.
"Someone came in here, and it followed us."
"I think the chances of it being a ghost are higher. Let's just get out of this building."
Chen Ge didn't say anything. He walked through the living room and looked at the corridor outside. There were many more bloody handprints on the wall, and the monster was crawling back and forth in the corridor.
"The handprints that appeared in ** just now were those of a child, and the handprints outside were those of blood. Are they two different ghosts? Are there two child ghosts in the building? Or does every household have a child ghost?"
The Jiuhong community behind the door is full of dead people. They are the indigenous people behind this door. Only the ghost fetus knows the exact number.
The bloody handprint lingered on the third floor and finally ran to the fourth floor, as if it was playing hide-and-seek with Chen Ge.
"Do you still want to chase me?" Xiao Sun had a bitter face. He was really scared.
Chen Ge answered Xiao Sun with his actions. He stared at the bloody handprint and walked towards the fourth floor.
In the corridor leading from the third floor to the fourth floor, there were many broken toys and a large number of dead insects. Chen Ge couldn't name most of those insects because they were too broken.
Paper money was stuck to the soles of my shoes, the air was stuffy, and I could vaguely hear the sound of something rolling on the ground.
The three of them came to the fourth floor. This floor was not much different from the previous ones, except that it looked more dilapidated.
The inverted blessing posted on the wall of the corridor was torn off in half, and more importantly, there were bowls of rice on the ground.
The rice outside the door on the fourth floor had been eaten, the chopsticks were stuck randomly in the bowl, and rice grains were scattered everywhere.
“Some people actually eat this.”
"The rice in the bowl is used to feed ghosts. The rice here has been eaten, which means there may be a lot of ghosts on this floor." Chen Ge stared at the bloody handprint, and the handprint disappeared in the innermost room on the fourth floor: "If there is any emergency later, you two must not run around. It is safest to follow me."
After finishing his instructions, Chen Ge walked towards the deepest room on the fourth floor - Room 404.
The rice at the door of the room was almost eaten up, and only some moldy rice grains were left in the bowl.
Chen Ge grabbed the door handle, but before he could even exert any strength, the door opened.
"Unlocked?"
He slowly opened the door, then stopped halfway.
A child in a red dress was sitting in the living room, her back to the door and facing the window, with white strips tied around her body.
"Red dress?" Chen Ge was very sensitive to the color red. When he saw the red dress, he immediately stopped.
Before the employee woke up, he had no qualifications to confront the man in red head-on.
"What's the red dress?" Xiao Sun put his hand on Chen Ge's shoulder: "Why is the flesh on your shoulder so stiff?"
"Shut up." Chen Ge stood at the door for a long time. He realized that he was overthinking. It was not a red dress, but just a "girl" in a red skirt.
After entering the house, Chen Ge looked around. The room was covered with bloody handprints. When he looked up, he saw the entire ceiling was covered with red fingerprints, as if the monster would crawl around the room at night.
"Can I not go in?" Xiao Sun was a little resistant. Wen Qing didn't really want to go in either. This room was indeed too scary for ordinary people.
"It's safest to follow me. Have you two forgotten the ghosts in the closet in Room 204? They are always watching us. As long as we separate, they will immediately attack us and keep us here forever." Chen Ge took out the skull crusher and slowly approached the girl with her back to the door.
He could not sense any aura from the girl. She was neither a living person nor a girl in red. She was like a work of art.
Walking up to the girl, Chen Ge's expression became solemn, and he didn't know how to describe this girl.
There is no difference between him and ordinary people, but he seems to have lost his soul and turned into an empty shell.
The girl's body was fixed to the chair with a white cloth, her head tilted against the back of the chair, bloody grains remained at the corners of her mouth, her eyes were wide open, but there was no life in them, like two pitch-black holes.
"What's your name?" Chen Ge tried to talk to the girl, but unfortunately she didn't respond at all. Compared to an ordinary person, she was more like a rag doll made of a living person, but this rag doll was much cuter than the one made from the ghost fetus.
"Is this child a resident of Jiuhong Community?" Wen Qing also came over: "Can you untie the rope for her? She might know something."
"Let's see if there are any other clues in the house first. It's not too late to make a decision after we make sure there is no danger." Chen Ge found nothing on the girl, so he started looking in the house again.
This room was very shabby, with simple furniture and a poor environment. It was not as good as the rooms 301 and 204 that Chen Ge had been to before.
"Why are there bloody handprints everywhere in this room? The ghost fetus must have encountered something in this room."
Looking across the room, Chen Ge gradually discovered some problems.
Room 404 is the only room that doesn't even have a sofa. The owner of the room is extremely poor and has only a few pieces of furniture, most of which are low-quality and obsolete.
They have a hard time even ensuring basic living, but there are a large number of toys in the house, of various kinds and varieties.
"There's not even an electric fan in this room. How could the owner of this house be willing to buy so many toys for his children?"
When he pushed open the bedroom door, a pair of crutches slipped out from behind the door and hit Chen Ge's shoes.
Picking up the crutches, Chen Ge saw a family photo placed on the desk.
A man with only one leg is holding his son, a woman is carefully protecting her son, and a little girl is standing on the other side of the man's body.
In the photo, only the girl's face is normal. The faces of the other three people are covered with scratches, as if they were dug out with fingernails.
"Why is it that among the family of four, only the girl's face is not scratched in the photo?" Chen Ge picked up the photo and saw a sentence written on the back of the photo - I am your family.
"The handwriting is similar to the name engraved on the chest of the clay sculpture. It should be the hand of the ghost."
Putting down the family photo, Chen Ge opened the desk drawer. He didn't expect that the drawer was filled with all kinds of photos. There were dates and crooked words on the back of each photo.
Chen Ge arranged the photos by date. The first photo was taken more than ten years ago, not long after Shadow left Chen Ge.
There is only one girl in the photo. She looks cute, but she is dressed almost like a boy.
This photo was taken at the entrance of the residential building corridor. When it was getting dark, the girl was running into the corridor holding a tattered sandbag.
The second photo was taken a few days later. The girl was still like a tomboy. She was standing next to a garbage dump, holding a broken rag doll in her hands.
In the third photo, the girl was standing outside room 404 with a wronged look on her face. The rag doll was thrown in the corridor and her parents were scolding her.
In the fourth photo, the girl is hiding under the shade of a tree, holding toys and dolls that she has never played with before. She is smiling happily, and that carefree smile is like a spring breeze that can heal all wounds.
In the fifth photo, the younger brother took away the girl's toy. The mother seemed to be questioning the girl, nodding her head continuously. The father, who was missing a leg, was holding a broom with a ferocious expression. They seemed to suspect that the girl had stolen money from the family and bought toys.
In the sixth photo, the younger brother is sitting among the toys, and the girl is leaning against the door, with half of the doll’s face visible behind the door.
The first few photos were normal, but starting from the seventh photo, everything changed.
Various wounds began to appear on the younger brother's body. His parents were helpless and anxious, so they vented their anger on the girl. Perhaps they felt that the girl did not take good care of her younger brother, or perhaps the injuries were caused by the girl.
The following photos were more cruel than the last, until the eleventh photo, where a rag doll held the brother's head and pushed him to the window, and the girl screamed to stop the rag doll.
In the twelfth photo, the younger brother was crying and making a fuss behind his parents, and the girl was punished to stand at the door, dragging the rag doll in her hand hidden behind her back.
In the thirteenth photo, the rag doll was thrown into the garbage dump again. It looked no different from other garbage, except that when the heavy rain fell on its face which was made up of different skins, it looked like a child with tears streaming down its cheeks.