I eat candy in the horror world

"Ah!" There was a commotion in the crowd.

The two newcomers who cried the most were so frightened that they turned around and wanted to run, but were stopped by a tall middle-aged man.The middle-aged man reprimanded with a black face, "Why are you running? Do you think you have lived enough! At this time, it is safest for the team to gather together."

Probably because she was too frightened, one of the newcomer girls' emotions reached the peak, tearing everyone's superficial harmony, "Team? You are not afraid to slap yourself in the face, everyone here has their own ghosts, just take the one who just chose the road. As far as things are concerned, no one wants to take responsibility for pushing three obstacles and four obstacles!

"Don't say a few words." Someone came out as a peacemaker, "Is it time to quarrel?"

The girl bit her lip, and pulled the little sister a little further away.They stood in a corner, trying to avoid the eyes of other people, but found that not only could they not avoid it, but the attention that fell on them became more and more sharp.

After being frightened all day and always being pushed out by others, the girl couldn't bear to stare at her, only to find that the ball that was rolling on the fork in the road was rolling straight towards her.

It was too late to dodge, the ball lightly touched her toes, bounced back a little, and rolled back again.

She finally reacted and jumped back screaming.

The ball is still in place, but it is more scalp-numbing than it is moving.

"what's up."

"I yelled so loudly just now, it must be blamed by the things here."

"Little girl." A kind elder sister said, "Why don't you bow to the ball."

A light chirp broke the tense atmosphere, and the pale-skinned man stepped out of the darkness.He was holding an oil paintbrush with red paint and a colorful palette in his hand, and the little white cat was rubbing back and forth around his trouser leg.

"Are you new tourists?" The man's gentle and friendly smile made his pale face come alive.

Li Zhong asked: "Yes, may I ask who you are?"

The man said: "I am a painter. The scenery in Linnan Town is so beautiful, and I love it very much. At first I only came here to sketch occasionally, and then I simply settled here."

Li Zhong: "We live in the small courtyard of Han's family. May I ask which way should we go back?"

The painter pointed with a pen, "Go to the right."

Li Zhong thanked him and immediately left with his people.

Everyone was already flustered. Looking at the dark road ahead, a young man couldn't help but said, "What if he lied to us?"

"Even if he really lied to us, we have to go to the right." Song Xi suddenly said, startling the others.

He weighed Jiang Su up, and couldn't help muttering, "Why does it seem to be a little heavier?"

The person in front listened halfway, but found that there was no sound behind, and couldn't help urging: "Hey, why don't you talk?"

Song Xi then said: "Didn't you notice that there was blood where the painter walked out?"

In fact, at the beginning, Song Xi didn't notice anything unusual. It was only after the painter approached that he found very faint footprints on the ground.

Going forward along the footprints, there are faint dark red things hidden at the edge of the darkness.

The experience at the Laifu Hotel made him very sensitive to blood. Almost the moment he saw the viscous liquid, Song Xi thought of what it was.

At that time, other people's attention was all on the painter, and they didn't notice this at all. Someone retorted coldly: "You can't see it wrong."

"If you don't believe me, you can go back and confirm." Song Xi smiled, carried Jiang Su across the crowd, and walked to the front.

There may be danger going forward or backward, the remaining eleven people remained silent for a moment, and chose to follow.

Before nine o'clock, the people who were startled and covered in cold sweat finally came to the place where the lanterns were shining.

There is a word "white" written on the white lantern. Song Xi has the impression that this is the Baijia Painting Gallery next door to the Han family courtyard.

"It's finally here." Li Zhong let out a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and patted Song Xi's shoulder, "How are you sure it's blood? Maybe it's paint."

Song Xi has a universal answer, "Intuition."

Li Zhong: "..."

In the small courtyard of the Han family, the guide was waiting, seeing them come back and hurriedly greeted them: "It's been hard work, come and drink some water first."

It could be seen that the tea and pastries were carefully prepared, and Li Zhong knew that he had no intention of eating after seeing the expressions of the others, so he politely declined the guide and took everyone back to the house to sleep.

The layout of this courtyard is very strange. Entering from the gate is a straight corridor, and there are four houses on the left, which are the rooms of the main house.

After walking this section, turn right, which is the room of these "tourists".The structure of this part is relatively compact. There are six rooms on both sides of the corridor, five of which are used for accommodation, and the remaining one is vacant.

The front and back sections are linked together by a small garden transformed from a corner, making the shape of the entire yard present a reversed "7", which just fits inside and outside of the boxy Baijia Painting Museum next door.

The rooms of Song Xi and Jiang Su happened to be separated from the Baijia Painting Gallery by a wall.

"It's finally time to rest." After entering the room, Song Xi first changed Jiang Su's shoes.Children's feet are too small to roll around in adult slippers.

He warned: "Walk carefully, don't fall."

Jiang Su: "Yes."

Song Xi's heart was so soft that he felt a kind of ecstasy of finding a lost treasure. Excited, he hugged Jiang Su's face and kissed him on the forehead.

Jiang Su opened his eyes wide in disbelief, pushed the young man away and ran into the bathroom.

Song Xi followed, Qu Zhi knocked on the door, "Are you shy?"

Jiang Su didn't make a sound, he climbed up the toilet seat and sat down with his legs dangling, staring straight at the door.

Children also have their own emotions and privacy, and as someone who has experienced it, Song Xi understands this very well.Instead of continuing to guard the bathroom, he turned around the room and opened the window to look out.

Outside is the aisle, with a few potted flowers in the middle, and on the opposite side is the same layout as this side, also three rooms.The difference is that the door in the middle room doesn't seem to be closed tightly.

He walked out in confusion, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

The person who answered was lying on the bed with his clothes closed. Seeing Song Xi coming in, he lazily raised his hand as a greeting.He seemed a little tired, and he didn't mean to speak. He only said to the person who was taking a shower in the bathroom that someone was coming.

Soon, a man who was not too tall and had a sick face came out.

Song Xi immediately remembered the person's previous self-introduction, "Zhang Qiulin, it's you."

"Mr. Song." Zhang Qiulin just took a shower and walked out, wiping his hair, "Is there something wrong?"

Song Xi pointed to the door: "I see that your door is not closed tightly, so come and have a look."

"Oh, I guess Lankang forgot to turn it off when he went out."

Song Xi: "How long has he been out?"

Zhang Qiulin: "It's been a long time." He passed Song Xi and went outside to have a look, but he didn't see his roommate, "Maybe he went to visit other rooms."

Song Xi glanced at the dimly lit courtyard, "Do you want to look for it?"

Zhang Qiulin was also worried about his roommate's accident, so he changed his clothes and said, "Let's go."

The two knocked on the door of each room, saying that they did not see Zhang Qiulin's roommate.This is strange, did he go to the master's room?

The two came outside the main house, and they knocked on the door of the guide first.

The guide seemed to be watching TV, and there was a loud situational conversation in the room. After hearing their intentions, he waved his hand and said, "I haven't seen it before. You can ask my parents."

The guide's parents live next door,

The old couple looked very haggard, their eyes were bloodshot, and they looked trembling.

The mother guide said, "Is that the little boy? I haven't seen him."

The guide father said: "Go to the next door and ask."

Next to him was the guide's grandfather. His face looked very old, but he looked like he was in his 70s when he was in his 90s. His teeth were sparse, his hair was pale, and there were many brown age spots on the corners of his eyes and his face.

The grandfather of the guide had something like paint on his hand, and the front of his clothes was colorful. He might have felt disturbed. He had a bad attitude, "What's the matter?"

"I want to ask, have you seen my roommate?" Zhang Qiulin was a little afraid of the fierce old man in front of him.

The grandfather guide said irritably: "No!" He took a step back and closed the door so hard that the door almost hit the noses of the two people outside.

Song Xi touched his nose with lingering fear, and pulled Zhang Qiulin aside, "This family is a bit strange."

"It's not just strange." Zhang Qiulin said, "I'm getting goosebumps, okay? It feels like being sucked away by someone."

Song Xi didn't listen much, he found something even stranger, "There is a hole there."

"Where?" Zhang Qiulin approached with a frown, squinted his eyes and searched carefully, and found a hole in the opposite wall.

The hole is about the size of a thumb, and it happens to be able to see the courtyard of the Baijia Painting Museum next to it.Song Xi looked at the location of the hole, it was facing the door of the guide grandpa.Frowning, he took a few steps forward and found another hole.

This hole is facing the guide's parents' room.

With a feeling in his heart, Song Xi continued to move forward, and sure enough, he found another hole facing the guide's room.

Song Xi looked at the hole with his hands behind his back, and then at the room. Are the guides and his family spying on the Baijia Art Gallery?

Standing in front of the first hole, Zhang Qiulin waved at Song Xi greatly: "Come and see!"

Song Xi bent down and looked out through the nearby small round hole with one eye.

In the courtyard of Bai's house, an old woman in black came out with an empty porcelain basin.Using the light in the yard, the two saw black smoky traces on the porcelain basin.

If you guess correctly, this is used to light the fire.

Seeing the old woman put the basin on the ground, Song Xi thought sadly, isn't the room opposite him and Jiang Su behind the wall opposite the basin?

The old woman put down the basin and left, and came back with a black plastic bag in her hand.The plastic bag was pulled open, revealing the yellow paper money and scented wax inside.

The paper money was torn apart one by one, and the scented wax was stuck on the two radishes brought by the old woman.

The candles were flickering, as if the wind was blowing.Song Xi felt a little cold, he touched Leng Shuishou's arm, looked at the yard again, and found that there was an extra woman beside the old woman.

She was also squatting on the ground, wearing a long white skirt, and she didn't care if the skirt was piled up on the ground.

The woman propped her face with her hands, her posture was naive, as if she didn't know what the old woman was doing, her head turned back and forth following the other's movements, and she seemed to be enjoying it.

Zhang Qiulin also saw the woman, and asked nervously: "Brother Song, when did she come? I've been staring at it, why can't I remember it!"