When AI intelligent people meet fierce gods

In the yard, the young Taoist priest was still lazily lying on the chair.

The sky had already darkened, and his figure was vaguely outlined.

Yi Qi stopped paying attention to the strange Taoist downstairs, but took out the robot vacuum from his backpack and let it move freely in the whole old house.

Not long after, this flat, round little guy returned proudly, as if he had made a great contribution, and spit out a few yellowed white papers from his storage port.

It is a few children's paintings with immature brushstrokes.

The first painting was found in the room on the second floor. It used large blocks of bright blue, green, and red to draw a few small people holding hands.

The smallest fat man is drawn in the middle, with his parents holding his hands on both sides.

On the right side of the picture, there are also two scribbled stick figures wearing skirts, like two girls.

On the back of the painting, a line of words was written crookedly with a colored pen:

"My Family and Me" - Luo Tianci.

The second painting was found in a room on the first floor, and its style was far less bright and cheerful than the first one.

The dark blue pen draws a crooked little girl, with a string of teardrops drawn on her face, hiding in the room in fear, and outside the door is an angry adult who is barking his teeth and waving his claws.

Behind the painting, there is also a line of words:

My classmates always laugh at my name, and I don't like this name - Luo Yindi.

The third painting was also found in the room on the first floor, but it was no longer a children's painting. The painting was full of maturity and darkness.

The red ballpoint pen randomly draws messy lines on the paper. The main body of the picture is a villain who is hanged in mid-air by a rope.

The villain's long hair hangs loose behind him, making it difficult to see the face of the person in the painting.

But there are more words on this painting, everywhere on the back of the paper and in the corners of the paper, almost all of them are fragments of broken words, full of restless hatred and anxiety.

This damn home...why am I born here, die die everybody die...I'd rather hang myself if I can't get out of here...that guy is a bastard...this damn, dark, everywhere In the wet dripping home...

The last signature of the painting is Luo Zhaodi.

After reading these three paintings, Yi Qi rarely frowned.

In the list of Luo family members who disappeared ten years ago, the father is named Luo Yaozong, the mother is named Li Hong, the eldest daughter is named Luo Zhaodi, the second daughter is named Luo Yindi, and the youngest son is named Luo Tianci.

This is a painting left by the three Luo family children.

"Judging from the existing clues, in this family, the status of each family member is obviously not equal."

He calmly analyzed: "Luo Tianci's painting was found on the second floor. The room on the second floor is larger, with better ventilation and lighting conditions. The master bedroom of the Luo family is also on the second floor."

"The paintings of Luo Zhaodi and Luo Yindi were found on the first floor. The rooms on the first floor are cramped, damp and dark, and the conditions are far worse than those on the second floor."

"And the painting style of the Luo family sisters is far more gloomy than that of my younger brother."

"It can be seen that the only son of the Luo family has a higher status, while the two daughters of the Luo family have a lower status. In the eyes of different family members, the family atmosphere is also different."

"Obviously, the two daughters of the Luo family are dissatisfied with this family status, especially the eldest daughter who has entered adolescence. She has endured her family to the verge of collapse."

After analyzing the above information, Yi Qi couldn't help sighing, and brushed his fingers over the names of "Luo Zhaodi" and "Luo Yindi".

"I don't like these two names." He said lightly, "The meaning of human birth should be for oneself, not for others... I hate the meaning behind this kind of name."

At this moment, after listening to his analysis, there were so many barrages in the live broadcast room that they exploded.

[It's so scary!I thought the Luo family was just a simple family of victims, but I didn't expect the anchor to be able to analyze so much background information from a few simple paintings. 】

【Anchor, I support you!I also hate names like "Zhaodi" and "Pandi", it's so disgusting! 】

[The Luo family is obviously patriarchal, so disgusting!It's okay to be missing. 】

[What were you thinking about the barrage just now? They are a family that disappeared collectively. The two daughters of the Luo family were also victims, but the youngest brother survived. 】

【well!Originally, I just wanted to watch some exciting adventures, but who knew that watching it made me feel heavy. 】

Just as the atmosphere in the live broadcast room fell into gloom, Yi Qi suddenly grabbed the robot vacuum in his hand.

Looking at the two round eye lights of the robot, he changed the subject and asked with a serious face: "But, did you only collect these clues?"

The sweeping robot made a "beeping" sound, and its big eye lights blinked, trying to pass the test: "I'm just a household smart robot, and I don't have the function of investigating and solving crimes."

Yi Qi nodded clearly: "So, I want to upgrade you."

"NO! I don't want to work...don't make me work more and more!"

The little guy let out an anthropomorphic scream, but was still ruthlessly dismantled by his maker.

The barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly burst into laughter, sweeping away the depression just now.

[What a cute little guy, exactly the same as our lazy fat cat! 】

[The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility... So in order not to work, simply don't upgrade!No problem, this line of thinking is correct. 】

【God knows why I feel pity for a sweeping robot, stop bullying the anchor, the little guy is already very capable! 】

[Now the anchor is like a cruel capitalist, ruthlessly draining every drop of engine oil from his employees~~(dog head)]

"Ego!"

At this moment, Wu Ming ran up from the first floor and brought news: "It's already dark, and the two guys who have been hiding in the bathroom downstairs said they want to rest."

Speaking of this, he twitched his lips slightly disdainfully: "Those two guys must have gained nothing, otherwise they wouldn't be broadcasting live so early."

Yi Qi said: "The two of them want to allocate the downstairs room and let us sleep upstairs?"

Wu Ming was a little surprised: "Brother Yi, how do you know they think so?"

"The downstairs is dimly lit and has more rooms, which is more in line with the atmosphere of the spiritual live broadcast. If there is really any fatal danger in this old house, it will be easier for them to escape on the first floor." Yi Qi's tone was flat.

"Then why do we give them the first floor..." Wu Ming looked downstairs, as if a little unwilling, muttering.

Yi Qi didn't take it seriously: "The second floor is drier and brighter, and the room area is larger, which is more suitable for human beings to rest."

He waved at Wu Ming and said, "Choose a room by yourself and go to sleep first! I still have some work to do."

……

At this time, Zhang Mei and Li Yao on the first floor had already selected a room for themselves.

"I haven't lived here for so many years, the frame of the bed is almost collapsed, and there is still a thick layer of dust on the sheets. How can I sleep?"

While tidying up the room, Li Yao cursed violently.

Today, he took the live broadcast equipment and wandered back and forth in the old house for a long time, but he didn't encounter any thrilling things. As a result, he lost a lot of fans, so he is now in a violent mood.

In front of the audience in the live broadcast room, Li Yao was a reliable and thoughtful partner; once the live broadcast was off, he was too lazy to hide his bad temper.

At times like this, Zhang Mei didn't dare to touch his bad luck, she silently endured his scolding and complaining, and chose another room to stay temporarily.

Compared with the rooms upstairs, the two rooms downstairs are pitifully small, dark and damp, making people feel very stuffy.

Some rooms had a few rag dolls scattered about, and some had a broken dresser in a corner.

This is the room of the daughters of the Luo family, but because the furnishings in the room are too simple, the traces of the girls' lives are not conspicuous.

Li Yao was exhausted and despondent because of the futile work before, and he didn't pay too much attention. After moving into the room, he lifted the sheet to shake the dust, and fell asleep with his head covered.

Sleeping in a daze until the night was dark, when he was half asleep and half awake, he suddenly heard a muffled "bang" from above his head.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The sound of a naughty boy hitting a ball, or someone jumping vigorously, accompanied by the "creak" of the decaying floor, came clearly from upstairs.

Li Yao, who was disturbed in his dream, suddenly became angry, threw off the quilt and rushed to the second floor angrily.

"In the middle of the night, why are you jumping and jumping upstairs? Could it be that we are deliberately not letting us sleep..." He stepped up the stairs and yelled loudly.

Yi Qi, who was upgrading the sweeping robot, temporarily stopped his work, frowned slightly, and looked at the noisy uninvited guests.

Seeing that he was sitting cross-legged on the ground alone, and there was no one else running or jumping around, Li Yao was stunned for a moment, and his angry footsteps unconsciously hesitated.

"I am very sure that the sound I make when I am working will not exceed 45 decibels, which is not within the scope of noise."

Yi Qi analyzed in a calm tone: "I didn't hear any other noise on the second floor, so what was the sound that woke you up?"

Li Yao, who came to Xingshi to question him, was stopped when he was questioned, he hesitated and couldn't speak, and even doubted whether he was dreaming just now.

But he had a good face and didn't want to admit that he had wronged others, so he became angry immediately, and said stiffly: "Who else could it be if it weren't you? Keep your voice down!"

After saying this harsh word, he angrily turned his head and went downstairs, returned to his room and continued to sleep.

Only Yi Qi stayed where he was, looking at his leaving back and pondering for a moment, then said to the sweeping robot in his hand: "The situation has changed."

"The frequency range of human hearing is about 20-20000 Hz. Sounds below 20 Hz are infrasound waves, and sounds above 20000 Hz are ultrasonic waves, all of which are inaudible to the human ear."

"But obviously, just now Li Yao heard a voice that ordinary people shouldn't have heard."

"I need you to record all the sound wave frequencies in this old house and convert them into normal frequencies that humans can hear."

The sweeping robot, which had been half dismantled by him, let out a weak "hum", its round eye lights lit up, and protested: "I'm just a home-use intelligent robot, without recording and broadcasting functions, let alone receiving ultrasonic and Infrasound!"

Yi Qi smiled slightly: "It's very simple, I will add this function to you now."

Sweeping robot: "...嘿~"

……

On the first floor of the old house, Li Yao slammed the door angrily and continued to sleep with his head covered.

The rough slamming of the door disturbed Zhang Mei who was sleeping next door.

Zhang Mei woke up from a hazy dream, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and seemed to see a figure sitting at the end of her bed with her back facing her in a daze.

"Li Yao, what are you doing in my room when you stay up in the middle of the night?" She thought that the figure from behind was her partner who slammed the door just now, she frowned and sat up halfway.

Suddenly, she froze when she got up.

In the dimly lit room, there was faint moonlight shining on the back of the figure through the crack of the window.

The long black hair hangs down and falls to the figure's waist, making the figure look thinner and thinner.

This is clearly the back of a woman, definitely not Li Yao!

Zhang Mei, who was still in a daze at first, was so frightened that she instantly woke up. Her whole body was like a frightened rabbit. She jumped up and pressed against the head of the bed, looking in horror at the shadow who was only one bed away from her.

The figure with its back to her never looked back, nor did it rush over, but just protruded a pair of pale and rotten hands from the thick darkness, stroking the long hair on its back.

Zhang Mei held her breath and tried to move towards the door of the house little by little.

The figure still didn't move, but hummed a nursery rhyme that he had never heard before in a hoarse and dry voice:

"Father wants me to be obedient and to stay in the room obediently~"

"But where did mother go, and I can't find my brother..."

At this moment, Zhang Mei had already quietly moved to the door, just about to jump up and run away, but at the critical moment, someone pulled her legs and feet, and with a cry of surprise, she fell down in front of the door in a state of embarrassment. .

"It's over!"

She thought desperately in her heart, her whole body limp on the ground, closing her eyes and waiting to die.

Unexpectedly, after waiting tremblingly for a long time, there was a dead silence around.

Zhang Mei opened her eyes in fear, but found that the room was empty, and there was no scary figure at the end of the bed.

It seemed that everything that had just happened was just a nightmare for her.

But in the darkness within reach, the eerie feeling of being watched by a pair of eyes has always been with her, making her spine feel chills.

In the empty room, the strange song still came faintly, like a dying person who was about to die, with a faint breath lingering around her.

"Father, I am the most obedient, but where did my sister lose the ball~"

"Whoever said I was disobedient, just throw me in the dark..."

Zhang Mei didn't dare to stay in this room, she hurriedly got up tremblingly, and fled out of the room staggeringly.

It was only when she came to the corridor that she gasped in shock.

Escape, she must escape immediately!

Her body was still immersed in the trembling just now, but the rationality in her mind urged her to move, and tentatively walked towards the door of Luo's old house.

Her room was on the innermost side of the first floor, and she had to go through a long and narrow corridor to reach the gate.

At this time, Zhang Mei's legs were weak, and she slowly moved a few steps while supporting the wall, but suddenly saw a small black figure appearing in the dark corridor, next to the living room, just blocking the door of the old house.

She was suffocated for breath suddenly, and only felt that her mind was blank.

That little fuzzy black figure, whose height was similar to that of a child, was just like a naughty boy, slapping the ball in his hand with great interest.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The muffled sound of the ball being slapped continuously spread into Zhang Mei's ears, torturing her fragile nerves.

Suddenly, Hei Ying missed the ball and let the ball slip from his hand, bouncing and rolling in the corridor, rolling all the way to Zhang Mei's feet.

"Big sister, can you pick me up?" a sweet voice came from under her feet.

Zhang Mei lowered her head tremblingly.

What rolled to his feet was not a "ball", but a little girl's head.

At this time, the blood-stained head was blinking and smiling sweetly at her.

"what--"

The little reason she had left collapsed in an instant, Zhang Mei seemed to be crazy, she slammed on the door of the next room, slammed on the door desperately, and cried like crazy: "Li Yao! Open the door!"

"There are ghosts... there are ghosts!!"

She cried for a long time before Li Yao next door opened the door slowly, with messy hair like a chicken coop, and still holding the live broadcast equipment in his hand.

"Is there a ghost? Where is the ghost? Let me take a picture!" He yelled excitedly, excitedly carrying the device to live broadcast everywhere, "Old friends, Amei said she saw a ghost! After waiting for so long, we finally met Is there a supernatural event?"

But he wandered around, went to the corridor and the next room, but he couldn't see the shadow that Zhang Mei mentioned.

In the live broadcast room, the audience whose expectations were once again disappointed, has already started to complain again and again.

[I got tricked again, is the host just trying to make fun of us? 】

[Laughing, I knew that the supernatural live broadcasts were all fake! 】

[Maybe others are real, but you, the anchor, must be lying. 】

[It's gone, it's gone, it's fake again!unsubscribe……】

Seeing that he failed to increase his followers, but the number of fans plummeted again, Li Yao's face turned pale.

After he nodded and bowed and apologized to the audience in the live broadcast room, he turned off the live broadcast again and looked at Zhang Mei with a gloomy face.

Zhang Mei, who was still in shock, was still trembling, and explained incoherently: "Really... I really saw, two black shadows... a child's head... the black shadows can also sing..."

Didn't you know that she couldn't speak clearly, in Li Yao's eyes, it was as if she hadn't woken up from a nightmare.

"I'll sing your mother's song! I have so many fans, all of them are ruined by you, how will you pay for it!"

The last bit of patience disappeared. Li Yao remembered the fans he had lost, and immediately became angry. He pushed Zhang Mei away viciously. He didn't bother to look at her again, and went back to his room to continue sleeping.

Zhang Mei was caught off guard and pushed to the ground, the back of her head hit the ground, her whole head was buzzing, and her eyes were black.

She was lying on the ground, panting heavily, and it took her a long time to recover, before she got up from the ground with difficulty.

In fact, she knew Li Yao's face of two different faces, but it was the first time that he did it directly like now.

Maybe their pair should have broken up a long time ago. How could I be so stupid in the past, always giving way to this kind of dog man?

But right now, there is a bigger crisis that needs to be dealt with by her.

Zhang Mei stumbled up and looked around, afraid that the black shadow that disappeared just now would suddenly appear again.

Maybe it was her delusion, after Li Yao pushed her down, the sound of singing seemed to be lingering in front of Li Yao's door.

She didn't dare to use her own life to test it, and she didn't want to remind Li Yao.

She couldn't go back to her own room, and she didn't dare to stay in the corridor. Zhang Mei hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and rushed to the second floor in one breath.

She stepped up the steps on the second floor, and before she had time to ask for help, she saw Yi Qi standing alone by the window, bathed in the cold moonlight.

He was fiddling with a flat and round machine in his hand, and Zhang Mei had just heard that weird nursery rhyme floating out of the machine:

"Father wants me to be obedient and to stay in the room obediently~"

"But where did mother go, and I can't find my brother~"

"Father, I am the most obedient, but where did my sister lose the ball~"

"Whoever said I was disobedient, just throw me in the dark~"

"...Please, Dad."

"Dad, don't hide, we have...saw you!"

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