Mysterious recovery

Immediately.

He heard the sound of a tune.

It was the music played by an old-fashioned record player. It had a style of the Republic of China period, vaguely soothing and pleasant, and had an atmosphere of time.

But in this environment, the music flutters, but it makes people feel extremely weird and creepy.

You know, there is no living person in the whole building.

Moreover, when Yang Jian entered Room 301 before, he didn't find a record player at all. He still doesn't know where in the room the sound of music came from.

"Isn't this music another curse?"

Yang Jian had such an idea in his mind.

But at this point, it is impossible to back down.

He bit the bullet and walked into this extremely weird Room 301.

At this moment, Yang Jian felt that the ghost's eyes began to blur, as if he had been disturbed by something.

Ghost Domain is being suppressed.

No, it was interfered by some kind of more special supernatural power, and there was no way to cover the ghost domain smoothly.

The occurrence of this situation can only show one point, room 301 is a more terrifying place of spirits.

"The furnishings inside don't seem to have changed much."

Yang Jian immediately scanned his surroundings.

The oil painting of the man hanging on the wall, the mahogany table, the old tiles on the pavement floor... Wait, the basket on the table is gone.

The basket was originally filled with weird dolls.

But now, that thing is gone.

Was it moved by something?

Or did Liu Qingqing take it away.

"The voice came from the room on the right." Yang Jian seriously recalled the scene just now.

The room where Liu Qingqing was wearing the cheongsam before seemed to be there.

There was a lot of eerie in that room.

The broken scapegoat workbench, the weird drawing board, the godless seat, and the faceless puppet...

Now, there seems to be an extra weird record player.

Chapter 817 The Past in the House

Silent, empty, eerie seven buildings.

Yang Jian has stepped into Room 301 again, and he went to the room on the right of this room along the path he walked before to find out.

Even with the curse of the music box, he is still cautious.

A blackened and slightly stiff cold palm pushed open the door on the right.

next moment.

An exception has occurred.

The sound of the record player playing in the room chirped twice, then stopped abruptly, as if the record was taken away by something, leaving only the record player idling there, making a little strange noise from time to time.

"Liu Qingqing?"

With a sullen face, Yang Jian shouted tentatively with his voice suppressed, and at the same time the door was slowly pushed open.

There was no response from any voice inside.

But after pushing the door open, the situation inside the door is basically the same as when I came in, everything is still the same, and it is still the original decoration.

No.

wrong.

Something a little different.

One thing is missing in this room, the wooden doll model without facial features is missing.

The place where the faceless models were placed before is now empty, leaving only a slight trace.

"Is that also a supernatural thing..." Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, and this guess immediately popped up in his mind.

The room in room 301 is too weird and spooky.

Everything that seemed ordinary seemed unusual, exuding an inexplicable dangerous atmosphere, so when he came in before, he didn't move anything, didn't touch anything, he just glanced curiously at the doll in the basket.

but now.

There is one more thing missing here.

Could it be said that the new ghost has recovered?

"When I came just now, the door of Room 301 was open. Could it be that the newly revived ghost has left this room?" Yang Jian immediately thought of the scene when the door opened just now.

If this is the case, then the ghost who walked out of Room 301 is probably wandering in this residential building.

"It seems that a new supernatural event has appeared...but where is that Liu Qingqing?"

Yang Jian didn't ignore the most crucial point.

Liu Qingqing was gone.

Before, he thought that Liu Qingqing had stayed in room 301, but now he couldn't find it.

If she was killed by a ghost, then at least there was a corpse. Ghosts don't destroy corpses, usually there will be traces left after killing people.

unless.

She's related to the faceless puppet who disappeared.

Take back your thoughts briefly.

Yang Jian tried to find the record player that made the sound in this strange room.

To his disappointment, he didn't find the thing as he hoped.

"Maybe that sound is not from the record player." For some reason, such a strange thought suddenly popped up in Yang Jian's mind.

This idea comes from the experience of dealing with supernatural events, rather than blind guessing.

In supernatural events, people like to use inertia to think, so it is easy to be misled by themselves.

Yang Jian just heard the sound and judged that it was a record player, but he didn't see it with his own eyes.

"However, a figure did appear in this room just now, and it was at the window." Yang Jian suddenly looked at the closed window again.

There is a piece of stained glass on the old window, which is not transparent enough to see the outside scenery clearly. Only a little shadow can be reflected through the light in the room, and the outline is on it.

"According to the angle presented by that figure, it is suspected that Liu Qingqing's existence should be standing here."

He calmed down and began to think.

His eyes moved to the unfinished sketch board.

Yang Jian walked over, he hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind, the ghost behind him slowly covered the surroundings.

at the same time.

He gripped the hatchet tightly in his hand.

This is to trigger the medium, track down the source of the figure, and see the remaining truth in this room.

You don't need to dismember anything with a hatchet, just let yourself see it.

It is reasonable to say that no living person could enter this weird room 301. Except for Liu Qingqing who might have stayed here before, most of the remaining things are ghosts wandering in this room.

Either way, Yang Jian wanted to take a look.

Ghost overlay.

The footprints left before become a medium, which can be easily triggered.

Without ghosts, it would be difficult to trigger this medium.

Because whether it is footprints or handprints, they need to be completely covered.

What Yang Jian did was not wrong.

The medium is triggered at this moment.

Some figures that did not exist in this room appeared in front of Yang Jian's eyes. He saw a person sitting in front of this strange drawing board.

It was an old man wearing old-fashioned civilian clothes, slightly hunchbacked, and wrinkled all over his face.

No, to be precise, it should be an old lady.

And judging from its appearance and form, this should be a living person, not a ghost, nor a dead person.

"This is the owner of Room 301." Yang Jian immediately had this thought in his mind.

Then he observed again.

But I found that this old lady seemed a little familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere.

It seems to be on a supernatural bus.

Yes.

When Yang Jian took the supernatural bus for the first time, there was a wrinkled old lady sitting on the bus.

Later, the supernatural bus turned off and stopped, and experienced the horror of ghosts getting on the bus many times. He didn't care about the death and survival of the living passengers on the bus. In the end, whether the old lady died or disappeared mysteriously, he didn't dare Definitely, because I didn't pay attention to this matter.

"Is it the same person?"

Yang Jian felt a little uncertain.

But don't wait for him to think about it.

Instead, he saw the old lady who was triggered by this medium stretching out her hand to draw something on the drawing board in front of her.

At this moment, Yang Jian is like a bystander, watching an old movie from before.

Continue with media trigger.

Using this weird hatchet, he once again saw a different painting on the drawing board gradually take shape.

This is a sketch I drew before.

In the sketch is a middle-aged man.

That middle-aged man looks like... Lao Qin.

The mascot at headquarters.

It's just that Lao Qin is almost a hundred years old now, and the old Qin in the painting looks only about 50 or [-] years old.

"Is Lao Qin involved with the owner of Room 301?" Yang Jian's expression changed suddenly.

He wanted to keep watching.

But the old lady in the media suddenly stopped writing, and then turned around abruptly, staring at Yang Jian behind her with a pair of pale eyes.

moment.

The hazy yellow light in the room flickered uncontrollably, as if it was about to go out, and the surrounding light immediately dimmed.

"What are you kidding?"

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, felt his hairs stand on end, and felt terrified in his heart.

The medium triggered by the hatchet was actually looking at him.

Simply incredible.

He has never encountered such a situation.

You must know that the medium triggered by the hatchet is the shadow left by the past, not the real existence, just like the scene recorded by the video recorder, it is false.

But it is this false medium that feels like it has been invaded in reverse.

this moment.