Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

This building gave them a faint burning pain, but they didn't know where it came from.

It's like feeling from the soul.

No one knows whether the soul can sense the danger of the physical existence and send a warning.The building kept emitting that unpleasant smell as they approached, so unexpected that they almost wanted to turn around and leave at that time.

"Is there something wrong with this place?" Guan Yi rubbed his chin with a serious expression, "Do you feel anything?"

Ding Mu looked at the building, his whole body was full of resistance, and even had a physical reaction, almost wanting to shake off Guan Yi's hand and quit.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, suppressed the churning vomiting, took a few breaths, and said, "This building makes me feel a little sick, it smells like paste."

He felt as if he could smell that burnt smell, but when he smelled it carefully, he couldn't catch the smell that stings his nose and eyes.

It seems that this smell is only suitable for being smelled by people in a trance.

That doesn't contradict how disgusting it is.

The children’s dormitory building is at the east corner, not very far from the main building, separated by only a diagonal distance of a basketball court. Similarly, there is a layer of trees between the children’s dormitory and the main building, like a fence of.

But it couldn't stop the sense of prying that followed like a shadow, and the two of them were even used to the feeling of being stared at.

Maybe this is what it feels like to be a human being with your tail between your legs.Ding Mu tried to distract himself.

"Go in?" Guan Yi shook his hand and asked.

"Well, let's go." Ding Mu overcame it and comforted himself: Don't think about it, there is nothing to be afraid of.

The structure of this building is similar to that of the teaching staff dormitory. It is also a tube building, with doors facing each other. There are two floors in total, but there are no separate floors for men and women, because there are more girls in the Sunflower Orphanage.

The entrances and exits of this building are all at the width of the rectangle, facing the corridor. When you enter the door, you will see the half-closed door on the opposite side with only a little light showing.

The wind blows in through the crack of the door and whistles past, like a chicken whose beak is pinched, it can only scream a few times from the hole in its throat, but it can't make any noise openly.

The wind blew past, and besides the burnt smell, there were also some inexplicable smells, as if it was a sense of decay caused by something fresh and rotten.

This is the place where children live. There is no vigorous vigor, but it is full of sadness of sunset.

This feeling is also inseparable from the special environment of Yinshan Mountain.

The corridor is very quiet, even the deliberately light footsteps are so obvious, every step seems to be on the eardrum, da, da, da.

"Look at it row by row." Ding Mu looked at the corridor and subconsciously lowered his voice.

"Okay." Guan Yi shook the hands they were holding, comforting: "Don't be nervous, I'm here to protect you."

Ding Mu nodded, and pushed open the door of the first room together with Guan Yi.

The children's dormitory looks very narrow and small, and even the bed is not that long, as if there are only things for them to grow up to their teens.

The first dormitory has four beds in total, bunk beds and two desks.The children's things were scattered on the table, and their drawings were pasted on the wall against which the table stood.

The four beds don't seem to be full, only two people live in them, all of which are lower berths.The quilt on the bed was not folded, and it lay crookedly on the brown mattress covered with a layer of crumpled sheets.

Even though he knew that the children living here might be gone, Ding Mu was still shocked by this real environment full of children's personal information.

Is the display here real?He reached out and touched the quilt nestled on the bed like a steamed bun. The soft and friendly fabric brought a warm touch, and this feeling was so real.

It was not something he had dreamed about.

"Could there be any children alive?" Guan Yi whispered, "Still in this place?"

Ding Mu turned his head to look at him in surprise, feeling a little excited. Here, if a child survives, it is a good thing no matter what.

Guan Yi seemed to see what he was thinking, chuckled lightly, squeezed his fingers, and said, "Do you think this is a good thing?"

Ding Mu looked at him: otherwise?

"How can a child who has been abused for a long time survive through his own efforts in the sea of ​​fire, and stay here and grow up strong?" Guan Yi continued, "After being fed medicine for so long, he is neither stupid nor insane. , but still able to rely on their own efforts to escape from the fire - maybe more than one child, but if these children can escape, why can't those adults?"

Ding Mu thought for a while, pointed to the ceiling with his other finger, and said, "They may also be going through the vent."

Guan Yi smiled, and habitually raised his hand to pinch his face, saying, "Silly kid, how do you know?"

The ceiling is also made of wood, low and oppressive, making people feel stuffy.

Seems like it's about to hit the top of your head.