Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

Which weirdo would say that he wants to eat walnuts in such an eerie environment? !

Cheng Suxiang will.

The lights in the room were not turned on, so it seemed that the sound was quite loud.

But Cheng Suxiang's voice was indeed confiscated, and the person outside the door could also hear it clearly, and the knock on the door froze.

While the knock on the door froze, as if to compensate for the horror atmosphere that had just disappeared, a child's laughter suddenly sounded in the room. This laughter covered up the shrill cry, making it especially creepy in the dark.

But after Cheng Suxiang's sentence: "I want to eat walnuts." The atmosphere that should have been terrifying was completely destroyed.

The cessation of the knocking sound outside also seemed awkward, whether it was knocking or not knocking, it was a dilemma.

The laughter is innocent and immature, as if a child is laughing in the room, but the problem is that there are only two beds, a table, and two stools in this room, and there are so few things, it doesn't look like there is a child Which corner of the house is hidden.

The more innocent things appear in scenes where he should not appear, the greater the sense of terror will be caused. The contrast with his own temperament will bring great fear and psychological pressure to people.

"Ah..." The laughter finally stopped, and he sighed softly, as if he was tired from laughing.

"Little Bean Sprouts, Wanwangou, I've been at grandma's house for a week. Grandma is very happy to see her. My sister-in-law turns her eyes when she sees her. Don't look at her, my sister-in-law. I'll leave when the peas bloom..." The voice didn't really stop, but It was a nursery rhyme.

The sharp and thin voice resounded in the dark night, like the wind lifted the hem of someone's back, slipped over the skin on the back, and slowly circled around the neck.

Wrap it, tighten it, and give it a firm grip.

This is not the first time Ding Mu has heard this nursery rhyme, but he does not know the meaning contained in this nursery rhyme. When he heard it today, he suddenly wanted to understand it.

"When did the peas bloom?" Ding Mu subconsciously slowed down all his movements, as if he was afraid of being seen by someone.

"Pea?" Cheng Suxiang didn't have that worry, and turned his head: "What pea?"

"Can't you hear?" Ding Mu was taken aback, he thought...

"Oh, you said that nursery rhyme? I heard it." Cheng Suxiang nodded, touching his chin, "The time when peas bloom... April, bloom in April, lose in May."

"So what exactly is the meaning of that nursery rhyme?" Ding Mu listened, and the voice sang it again.

After two times, the sound stopped.

He also sang: "Nails, nails, nails, guess how many nails I have in my hand, either two or three, just a small pinch."

This nursery rhyme and this tone made Ding Mu feel very familiar.

It seems to have been heard somewhere.

"How many nails do you think I have?" The voice moved from far to near, and Ding Mu still felt that the source of the sound was approaching step by step, even though he did not see any children.

There were no footsteps, no shadows, only the voices of children.

It's like listening to a radio drama without post-production, and the two headphones are slowly switching.

Hear no one.

Guess how many nails I have... Has he heard this question before? !

Ding Mu suddenly thought of the night when Lele was trapped when he entered the mountain for the first time.

He also sang this nursery rhyme and asked this question.

"Hey hey hey..." The child laughed, as if he had found something interesting, he pinched the back of some insect's neck, and he watched the struggling insect wriggling and twitching but unable to escape, and gloated laughed.

"How many nails do you think I have?" The invisible voice slowly moved to Ding Mu's ear and asked softly.

"Fucking Brother Ding, did you hear that?" Cheng Suxiang shuddered, "Why do I feel like this thing is next to me?!"

Ding Mu swallowed, and answered the exact opposite of his first answer: "Two."

The laughter stagnated, and he asked without hindrance: "Why?"

There is a slight difference between this sentence and the previous two sentences.

It was as if two different people were speaking, and the latter was trying to imitate the one who had spoken.

Why do you feel this way?Because—"This is not a scene I have encountered before." Ding Mu said.

"You can't capture it from my experience, can you? Did you rely on my memory to simulate these scenes?" Ding Mu asked.

"What?" Cheng Suxiang didn't know who he was talking to, so he could only ask him in a daze.

"Who are you?" Ding Mu felt that the sense of oppression was gradually moving away, as if the person approaching him was retreating, but he didn't hear footsteps, and he couldn't judge whether this was the case.

"Brother Ding, are you crazy?" Cheng Suxiang was a little terrified, he was really afraid that something might go wrong with Ding Mu here - then why should Guan Yi tear him apart?

The voice never responded, leaving only silence for Ding Mu's answer, not even laughter or crying.

There was silence.

It's as if nothing ever happened.

This kind of death-like tranquility can easily make people panic, but Ding Mu has already calmed down.

No answer sometimes shows something more than an answer, and no answer is the most powerful answer.

If there is no response, it means that he may have guessed right.