Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

The door lock was nothing, and after being broken by Ding Mu, it fell to the ground.

In the face of extreme power, any obstruction is a waste of time.

The three of them entered the house, perhaps because it was airtight and airtight, the inside was hotter than the outside, like a huge steamer, the heat made it hard to breathe.

The scene in the room was chaotic, as if it had just experienced a battle, documents, book pages, stationery, etc. were scattered all over the place, and the table was pushed to the bottom of the wall, leaving a huge space in front of the side door, as if to make way for something passing by.

There is a scratch on the floor, it looks like the table has been moved like this many times in the past, even the glaze of the floor tiles has been worn away, leaving only the black concrete floor.

"Turn on the light?" Ding Mu asked.

"It's better not to turn it on-the light should not be turned on now." Guan Yi shook his head.

Ding Mu stretched out his hand and tried it, sure enough.The plastic on the switch even shows signs of softening a bit.

The heat made the three of them start sweating as soon as they entered, and even felt that their breathing was hot, and even the lungs were infected with heat.

They had gone through the filing cabinet long ago, and there was nothing to dig through, not to mention that the purpose of their trip was not like this.

Ding Mu pushed open the side door, and the place where the phone showed was pitch black. He followed his memory to find the well.

As soon as he approached the well, he was startled by the coolness on the well wall penetrating into his bones.

The whole house was steaming with heat, but the well was icy cold.

It doesn't fit in with this house.

Ding Mu moved the light source to the edge of the well, and saw a note pasted on it, which was very similar to the one in his pocket. Certain words made him feel a little familiar.

He fumbled, took out the note in his pocket that was torn by Cheng Suxiang, compared it with the words on it, and guessed stroke by stroke.

"Two, zero...zero eight." Ding Mu compared the two notes, and in a blink of an eye, he actually deciphered the exact same content on the two notes: "The production batch in [-], the six in [-] On the first day of the month, all the products passed the factory."

This piece of paper is neither a talisman nor a spell, it is a "product certificate".

This is not a sunflower orphanage, this is a sunflower toy factory.

Do not make toys for children, only "dolls" for adults.

A real doll with breathing, body temperature, and heartbeat, unable to speak, unable to call for help, and without its own personality.

These two pieces of paper made Ding Mu feel extremely cold even in the midst of heat.

"This shitty thing..." Ding Mu cursed bitterly, handed the note to Guan Yi, and then, without saying a word, he stretched out his hand and pulled the stone slab away, revealing the black hole and the long-looking Stairway to the center of the earth.

"Damn it." After Guan Yi read it, he handed the note to Cheng Suxiang, both of them said foul words.

Afterwards, no one spoke any more, and went straight underground all the way with heavy thoughts.

The iron gate is still the same iron gate, but the mood is different from the last time I came here.

The temperature below was cooler than above, but still an annoying scorching heat.

"My legs can almost move, so you don't need to support me." Guan Yi kicked his legs tentatively. Although there were still some obstacles, it was not like before, where movement was a problem.

He is the sharp knife among the three of them. Once something goes wrong with him, Ding Mu and Cheng Suxiang alone will be very difficult to deal with.

Now his leg is gradually recovering, which is also a good thing.

Ding Mu nodded, let him go, held the knife in both hands, and with all his might, he slashed at the iron gate with all his might!

It was like cutting tofu, without encountering any obstacles.

The moment the door was broken open, groans and cries of pain pierced into his ears one after another, and the stench and rotten smell pierced into his nasal cavity one after another.

At the same time, he also faintly heard a shrill laugh, tinged with ecstasy.

When the iron gate opened wide, the children crawling or standing inside all turned their heads to this side as if they were being wound up.

The child closest to the door was still climbing towards the door, and the rubber on his body gave off an unpleasant stench.

Who is counting? !Ding Mu suddenly heard the sound of counting, but none of the people present opened their mouths, and this voice was not the voice of anyone present.

who is it?This unknown made him a little uncomfortable, and he subconsciously stood by the door, as if he wanted to avoid someone.

The sound fell, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed. One by one, the children turned into black shadows, whizzing, and shot crazily towards the door like arrows.

The black is so pure that it even seems to glow black under these tiny light sources.

In this sea of ​​shadows, the voice of a child resounded.

"Little bean sprouts, crooked hooks

I spent a week at my grandma's house,

Grandma was overjoyed to see her,

The concubine rolled her eyes when she saw it,

Jinzi, Jinzi, don't look at me,

I will go when the peas bloom. "

When the peas bloom, I'll go.

It's April, and the peas are in bloom.

Ding Mu murmured and repeated the last sentence, and suddenly felt that he seemed to vaguely understand the meaning of the song here.

This childish nursery rhyme carries a shocking hint.

When the last black shadow rushed out of the door, all the smells and environment here have completely changed.

dilapidated, old.

Ding Mu took a picture with his mobile phone, and saw that the big iron gate he had just broken open had also become rusty, only the trace on it that had been scratched by a knife was brand new.

"Outside, is it dawn?" Cheng Suxiang was a little confused, pointing to the door.

Ding Mu and Guan Yi turned around together and saw the light cast from the stairs. It was not bright, but it was enough for people here to see the way clearly.

"Let's... go out." Ding Mu was stunned, feeling the vague sense of calling in his heart disappear, and he realized what he just saw.

It was black arrow rain.

All heat disappears, as if this temperature never existed.

When they went up the steps, they saw yellowed paper and broken glass.

Everything was soaked in a thick layer of dust, soaked in the smell of time.