Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

Guan Yi quickly recovered his mood. Although his psychology was still complicated, there was no embarrassment on his face. He coughed and said, "Oh, that's fine. I'm just afraid that your phone is not here. The method is as sensitive as outside the mountain, and it is of course better to be able to take pictures."

Ding Mu smiled, and took pictures of the paintings on the table with his mobile phone, and took several pictures.

If it wasn't for the fact that there is no network or signal here, he might be able to store the picture directly in his network drive, so that the possibility of loss is lower and he can feel more at ease.

He is always a little anxious.

"Is the filming over?" Guan Yi asked, "Let's look in the other rooms after the filming is over. They are going to finish class soon, so it will be troublesome then."

Ding Mu nodded and said, "That's fine."

The two continued to walk hand in hand, as if no one could feel that something was wrong, just like the two hands were born together, and no one could separate the two hands.

The children's rooms are all similar, basically there are not many traces of life, and it looks a bit cold, as if each child has lived in each room for a short time, and some rooms are locked, and the locks are full of dust. It is dusty and seems to have been uninhabited for a long time.

One trip down, the first floor is almost gone, and there is one last room left.

The two pushed the door and entered—this was exactly the single room they wanted to focus on.

This single room is at the end of the corridor on the first floor, the farthest from the door they came in, and the closest to another door. There is only a wall between the toilet and the opposite door. There is a staircase, not a room.

The two of them entered the room, and as soon as they entered, Ding Mu felt an unparalleled sense of relaxation, which was rarely accompanied by him in Yinshan. The pressure on them and the mental tension that the staring feels on them.

In this room, there is no sense of staring.

What kind of perception is this?This shows that the owner of this room may have some connection with the station master.

Similarly, when they entered this room, the scorched smell that had been lingering at the tip of their noses also eased a lot.

It was as if the house was the one that had been neglected by the fire.

Found it, this is the room, the room they were thinking about.

Just as Ding Mu wanted to go in again, he suddenly remembered something and gently tugged Guan Yi's hand.

"What's wrong?" Guan Yi asked in a low voice, turning his head slightly.

That face couldn't be closer to Ding Mu at this moment, as if he was about to kiss his face the next moment.

Ding Mu swallowed, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll take a picture."

Guan Yi didn't stop him, so he just let him watch the kid carefully and seriously take pictures of the room without any dead ends.

Okay, carefully, children are painful.He thought in his heart, his heart was as soft as a bubble of water.

"Can you go in?" Guan Yi asked him for instructions. This was the first time he spoke in such a tone when facing someone of his generation, but he was not bothered at all, and he still felt happy in his heart. , It's like eating honey and smearing sugar.

Ding Mu pulled his hand and said, "Let's go in."

Guan Yi nodded, and the two went in.

This room is exactly as Cheng Suxiang described: clean and tidy, as if it hasn't been lived in for a long time.

The two quickly noticed the crooked vertical paths carved on the wall.

Count it, exactly fourteen, that's it.

Eleven are very old, and three are very new, as if they were dug out by fingernails.

Other than that, there didn't seem to be much to see about the house.

A bit disappointed.

Ding Mu inadvertently showed disappointment on his face, his eyebrows drooped, like a cat that has missed a cat teaser, and could see the ears of the plane.

"What expression do you have?" Seeing his appearance, Guan Yi couldn't help but reach out and ruffle the kid's hair, "Smile, don't be frowning, if you really do this job, there will be many times like this." It's on."

Ding Mu was rubbed so that his body fell back, his scalp was numb, and he couldn't help taking a step back.

"Crack" he stepped on something.

"Huh?" Guan Yi withdrew his hand and tilted his head to look at the brick.

The floor tiles in this room seem to have been through for a long time, each piece has cracks, and there are obvious gaps between the floor tiles, and the floor tile that Ding Mu stepped on is the one with the biggest cracks.

He moved his feet slightly, and a more pronounced "click" came from the ground.

He didn't dare to move anymore, for fear of stepping on something, he gently retracted his foot.

"Let me see." Guan Yi squatted down, and even Ding Mu squatted down.

The two of them pulled the brick off the ground together.

Handle it gently, when the thing placed under the brick was exposed, both of them were a little stunned.

It was a very thick book with a plastic leather cover, with rough patterns drawn on it. It looked like a ten-yuan book bought from a small bookstore. The cover was half torn, and it was old and worn.

All right, I'm sorry for such good luck if I don't open it and take a look.

Ding Mu took a photo habitually, and then reached out to dig the book out of the ground.