The layout of the units on the seventh floor is a passage in the middle, with two households living on each side.

Following the smell, Shen Musen turned to the right first. The innermost household enshrined an earth god in the corner of the door, with a golden plaque on it that read "Safety in and out".

The large copper basin beneath it contained burned ashes. Shen Musen guessed that this household must have worshiped the ashes in a short time, otherwise the scent of burning in the corridor would not be so strong.

But the one next door looked dull, with nothing on the security door.

Shen Musen took the lead in ringing the doorbell dedicated to the Earth God, and remembered the crisp "ding bell bell".

After a while, the door opened hoarsely from the inside, and what came into view was an older, gray-haired, short old woman wearing a light brown gown.

The old woman pushed up her heavy reading glasses, her cloudy eyes were sunken deep into her sockets, and her old skin was like dehydrated dry land, or tree bark that had lost its moisture in the air.

"Who are you?" The old woman looked at the strange little girl in front of her and asked in confusion.

Shen Musen smelled the rich smell of incense mixed with plaster in the room just before the old man opened the door.

Based on the decorations and wheelchairs she observed in the old man's home through the cracks, she secretly guessed that the people living in this household were probably empty-nesters.

She curved her lips and smiled politely, and took out the prepared excuse: "Hello, grandma, I'm looking for Sun Lili. Does she live here?"

"Sun Lili?" The old lady hesitated for a while and shook her head: "You made the wrong mistake. There is only an old man and me in our family."

The old grandfather's old voice happened to be heard in the house. "Old woman, who is it?"

"Knocked on the wrong door." The old woman shouted into the house.

Shen Musen said goodbye and was about to leave. A warm and dry touch came from her wrist. The old lady pulled her and said: "You can go to 7-2 and have a look. There seems to be a young girl living in that house. See if you want to Looking for friends."

Shen Musen nodded. The old woman's wrinkled face was hesitant to speak, and she wanted to say something else with the drooped corners of her mouth.

Shen Musen could see it clearly, and she said bluntly: "Mother-in-law, do you have anything to say?"

"If she is really your friend, can you help me remind her to keep her voice down in the middle of the night? Older people sleep less. She keeps breaking things and making strange noises. It really makes us uncomfortable. My wife and I are heartbroken. Not good."

The old woman begged, although she was dissatisfied but her words were still polite.

Shen Musen immediately caught the key point of her words and asked: "She has affected your lives, haven't you told the property management company?"

"As I said, no one answered the knock on the door. There was obviously something going on inside, but they just didn't open the door." The old woman had no choice but to step forward and whisper in Shen Musen's ear: "One time, I knocked hard and the man across the door opened the door fiercely. You are yelling at us, I really don’t know what the unclear relationship between these two families is.”

All signs showed that the lurking danger was at 7-2. Shen Musen's expression remained unchanged, he still thanked the old lady gently and went straight to the other side.

The light here is now the brightest on the seventh floor. The closer Shen Musen gets, the more obvious the smell of blood is on the tip of his nose.

Until she stopped at the door of 7-2 and looked at a pile of dry mugwort hanging on it to ward off evil spirits.

It was quiet all around. Shen Musen put his ear against the door, aware of the movement inside.

The strange thing is that it is not as noisy as the old lady said. On the contrary, it is quiet as if no one lives in it. But through the crack in the door, Shen Musen smells a different smell.

It has a very strong smell of blood.

As she was concentrating on how to get in, the door opened from behind.

"what are you doing?"

Shen Musen turned around and saw the person's face clearly. It was the middle-aged man she had seen in the elevator as she expected. It turned out that he was wearing a hat to hide the horrific scars on his face.

The man looked very much like the pig butcher she had seen in her hometown when she was a child. He had triangular eyes, thick lips, and a face full of flesh. He looked very fierce.

Of course, his face doesn't look good now, and he is obviously repelling anyone from coming near him.

Shen Musen looked at him, half of his body exposed from the door, one hand hidden inside, and his eyes looked up and down.

She pretended to be frightened, her eyes were watery, her white hands caressed her chest, and her red lips said angrily: "Uncle, what are you doing? You scared me."

There was a trace of doubt in his eyes. "It's you."

Zhang Guigang recognized Shen Musen, and then saw her standing at the door of 7-2, her expression became a little ugly, and her short and messy eyebrows were knitted together.

She pretended to be coquettish in her voice: "Well, uncle, do you know the owner of this household? I am her friend here to get something."

"Ha" Zhang Guigang sneered, and he asked Shen Musen, "Why didn't I know she had a friend like you?"

His face was inherently scary, and he looked as fierce as a ghost crawling out of hell.

Shen Musen's eyes darkened a bit. This man should be an insider, but why would he hide it? She wanted to find out.

"You're lying!" She continued to stamp her feet and shouted, "Obviously the people below told me that they heard her at home. If I can't get my things, I will call the police."

Zhang Guigang had a black face after hearing this and called the police? Where does this woman's madness come from, or has she discovered something?

Shen Musen smiled and joked: "Uncle looks like he has an unusual relationship with my friend. Is there any secret inside?"

He cursed in his heart and his veins popped out. He was sure that this woman was a problem.

It suddenly occurred to me that there had been no food for two days. In this case

"Then wait a minute. She left the key with me for safekeeping when she left. I'll look for it for you. You can take your things and leave."

Shen Musen keenly caught the flash of cruelty on the man's face. When he turned his back, Shen Musen saw clearly that the hand previously hidden behind the door was holding a kitchen knife.

She pretended not to know anything when Zhang Guigang took the key and turned the door.

She sneered: "There shouldn't be anything that can eat people in here."

Zhang Guigang paused, his face turned pale, and he quickly returned to his original state.

He whispered: "How could it be?"

As soon as Zhang Gui opened the door, a strong smelly wind came out. Shen Musen didn't have time to take a look at the tragic scene inside the house before he was pushed in by the person behind him.

She staggered and fell to the ground, and her hands were caught off guard by the torn corpses on the ground. Most of them were the broken limbs of stray cats and dogs, covered in blood and flesh.

The world inside the house was in stark contrast to the outside. The smell of corpses inside was unbearable and the smell of blood was strong.

Shen Musen got up and looked at his hands stained with sticky liquid. He couldn't hold back from vomiting. It was so disgusting.

She was a little unbelievable. This person was raising a monster?

Zhang Guigang thought she was frightened, so he showed his big yellow teeth and said pitifully: "There is a way to heaven, but if you don't take it, hell has no door and you have to break in. If that's the case, don't you want to come in? Take your time and see enough."

After he finished speaking, he faced the back room as if summoning something.

What Zhang Guigang shouted was: "Wife, come out and serve dinner."

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