After knocking on the door of the evil god pretty [unlimited]

On the side, Zuo Haoming had already kicked the door.

He tried his best with this kick, and immediately there was a violent muffled sound from the door in front of him. The sound was loud, like a thunderclap in the darkness, and almost the entire street was disturbed.

At the same time, the door is also recessed towards the inside.

Most of the outdoor doors nowadays are made by wrapping a pile of cardboard with a layer of iron sheet. Although Gu Jianping’s family lives in an old community, his house is obviously often painted by people, so the door is quite new.

Zuo Haoming took two steps back, his feet hurt a little.

On the side, Xu Qingqiong and Bai Xiao looked at each other and quickly stepped forward. Bai Xiao grabbed the doorknob that had been kicked crookedly, and opened the door with a little force.

Almost at the same time, Xu Qingqiong summoned her contract ghost and let him enter the house.

The house was quiet, there was nothing and there was no attack.

While a group of people breathed a sigh of relief, they didn't enter the door immediately, but looked into the house from the door.

In the pitch-black room with almost no light, the first thing that catches everyone's eyes is the living room shrouded in darkness. The living room is not big, and there is a double sofa against the wall. The sofa is old and the skin on the surface has peeled off.

After the sofa, there is a shoe rack next to the door.

There are many shoes in the shoe rack, big and small, men and women, and those shoes are full of dust and have not been used for a long time.

Beside the shoe rack, several pairs of frequently used slippers were thrown messily on the carpet at the entrance.

Xu Qingqiong looked at Si Qingyan and the others, and took the lead thinking about going inside.

Going around the shoe cabinet and coming to the living room, a group of people stood near the sofa and looked into the room.

At first glance, everyone has a common understanding of this family, that is, this family is quite poor.

The dilapidated and peeling sofa is only an insignificant part of the whole home. The coffee table next to the sofa is full of various things, such as picked up bottles, ashtrays, paper towels, and some vegetable-colored plastic bags rolled together and used as garbage bags. And some homemade mustards that have been stored for an unknown period of time.

The reason why the coffee table is so crowded is because it is the only table in the whole room.

The place where the dining table should have been placed is full of plastic bags, which contain many plastic bottles and cardboards that have not been sold yet.

The kitchen is even more crowded, all kinds of messy old things that are not willing to throw away are piled up in all the corners of the cabinets.

There are two rooms in the house, one of which is locked and the other door is open.

The open room should be the master bedroom, where Gu Jianping and his wife live. Looking from the outside, the situation inside the room is the same as the outside, looking quite poor and difficult.

Faced with this situation, the group of people in the room were a little confused for a while.

They knew from the very beginning that Gu Jianping opened a funeral parlor, and the things in the funeral parlor looked quite complete, so they always thought that Gu Jianping's family should be okay, and they even thought that he should be the kind of shrewd person who would not hesitate to offend others in order to make money People, but this room gave them a great contrast.

"How can he open a funeral home like this?" Zuo Haoming couldn't understand.

Not to mention anything else in the funeral home, those freezers alone are already worth a lot of money.

"Is it possible that you didn't make any money, and that's why your family has fallen?" Su Zhe, one of the old players, guessed.

Su Zhe and Gu Jun are a couple. They are about the same age, 24 to [-]. They are the only two old players in this dungeon besides Si Qingyan and the others.

"It's unlikely." Li Yue kicked the floor under his feet, and there was a stain near his feet, "These are obviously old dirt, and they should be caused by paper and plastic bottles piled up in the house for a long time. It won't be like this for a few years."

The funeral home was obviously still in operation not long ago. If the Gu Jianping family had really reached the point where they needed to pick up garbage and sell it for money, they should have no energy to run the funeral home long ago.

"Then what's going on?" Su Zhe couldn't understand more and more.

Li Yue didn't answer her question.

In the house, everyone dispersed, trying to find any useful clues.

But there are so many kinds of cardboard, plastic bottles, and all kinds of old sundries in this room. Except for the middle of the room, they can't even find a place to set foot.

"Do you want to burn it?" Xu Qingqiong looked at Si Qingyan and the others.

In the last dungeon, if they had burned the entire village at the beginning, maybe the matter would have been resolved long ago.

Zuo Haoming shook his head, "Don't be in a hurry, we'll have a look tomorrow. The street is so big, things may not be in this house, see if we can meet anyone tomorrow, and then come back and burn it in time."

Xu Qingqiong nodded, Zuo Haoming was right.

If they don't know what the spirit possession is, even if they burn it randomly, they may not be able to burn the spirit possession, and there may be clues about the spirit possession in this room.

A few people were talking, and there was a sound of something hitting the iron.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

Gu Jianping's house is not big, there are only two rooms and one living room in total, one of which is the master bedroom of Gu Jianping and his wife, and the other door is locked from the outside.

The lock is very old, and it is the style of a combination of two iron plates with holes. One piece of iron is hit on the door, and the other is hit on the door frame.

When the door is closed, the two iron sheets are aligned, and there is a hole in the middle, which is locked with an iron lock that can be bought at a roadside stall for five or ten yuan.

Si Qingyan did not directly kick the door like Zuo Haoming did. He took out an ax from nowhere and smashed the iron plate of the iron lock with the axe.

The iron sheet was quickly smashed open, fell from the door, and hung obliquely on the door frame.

Si Qingyan opened the door with the ax in his hand and looked inside.

There is a bed and many old sundries in the room. Most of the old sundries are clothes and the like. Because the room is not ventilated, there is a strong musty smell from old clothes in the air.

The windows were sealed from the inside with iron.

The iron frame bed in the room was quite disgusting. The bedding on it had been blackened and rotten from being used, and the pillow had been torn apart, exposing the cotton wool inside.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but a group of people even smelled a smell of sweat.

"This is the room where his son lives?" Li Yue covered her nose and said in a muffled voice, with a bit of disbelief in his tone.

Who would lock his son in a house and let him sleep in this kind of bed?

"Hmm..." Xu Qingqiong put down her hand and tried to get used to it, but as soon as she put down her hand, she felt so sick that she wanted to retch.

There is indeed a strong smell of sweat in the air, not just the smell of sweat, but also a smell of urine and feces as the air circulates. The smell is quite pungent, making everyone in the room frown rise.

A newcomer who had never seen such a posture turned his head to the side and retched.

Si Qingyan entered.

Zuo Haoming and the others looked at it one after another.

Some of them are reluctant to enter this room, and they always have the illusion that as long as they enter this room, they will be infected with a stench.

Si Qingyan didn't seem to be able to smell the stench. After he entered the door, he checked one by one. There were many cabinets in the room, and there were clothes wadding inside and outside the cabinets. Part of the smell came from those clothes wadding.

While watching, Si Qingyan used the ax in his hand to pick it apart to check, and after checking around, he found nothing in those cotton-wool clothes.

After checking the surroundings, Si Qingyan looked at the bed.

The position inside the bed could not be seen from the position of the door, so they did not see the bucket that should be used to go to the toilet.

The bucket is plastic, a very common red plastic bucket, about knee height, without a lid on it, but the inside is fairly clean, with only a small layer of yellow liquid.

The people in the room probably couldn't stand the smell, so they cleaned it up fairly diligently.

The place less than one meter next to the bucket is the head of the bed.

Si Qingyan looked at the bed.

The bed is an iron frame bed, not an art bed with exquisite workmanship, but the simplest kind of bed made of iron welding.

Si Qingyan approached, and used the ax in his hand to push the quilt apart.

Under the quilt is a wooden board, nothing special.

"Si Qingyan..." Xu Qingqiong at the door couldn't stand the increasingly strong smell, and wanted Si Qingyan to go out quickly.

Si Qingyan looked up, then continued to use the ax to pry the pillow away.

The bed is a single bed, which is not standard, and may not even be 1.5 meters wide.

After the pillow is lifted, the position of the entire bedside table is exposed.

Si Qingyan looked at it, frowning slightly.

The iron frame at the head of the bed near the foot of the bed has obvious signs of wear and tear, as if something hard is attached to it, the marks are very new, and it has been used recently.

"What's wrong?" Xu Qingqiong and the others resisted the stench and entered the door.

Approaching, seeing the obvious trace, several people looked at each other, and they all saw surprise in their eyes.

"Is there something wrong with his son's mind?" Xu Qingqiong guessed that the problem was not because of the scolding, but because of the real problem.

If it is a child with mental problems, and the poor parents can't take care of him all the time, so they lock him at home, then everything is much easier to accept.

There are many such families, and children's problems are often the main reason for family poverty.

"Let's go first..." Someone outside the door reminded.

Zuo Haoming and the others all looked at Si Qingyan.

Si Qingyan didn't object, nodded and went out.

Leaving the room, passing through the living room, and coming out to the corridor again, a group of people were panting heavily in the corridor, wanting to replace the foul-smelling air sucked into their bodies.

"It's too disgusting." Su Zhe said.

No one refuted.

"Gu Jianping's family obviously doesn't live here anymore, and they probably don't have the ability to move. I think their family may be dead. This dungeon is definitely related to their family." Zuo Haoming said.

"Maybe they were forced to death by the people in this building." Li Yue analyzed.

People in this building obviously hate Gu Jianping's family. Although they don't know how Gu Jianping's family opened a funeral parlor, they can feel the malice towards Gu Jianping's family from the people in the courtyard. up.

"Then now—" Xu Qingqiong was about to ask what to do next, but she stopped when she reached the point of her mouth.

"What's wrong?" Zuo Haoming looked in the direction Xu Qingqiong was looking at.

Xu Qingqiong was looking downstairs with a ghostly expression on her face.

Others also looked downstairs.

Downstairs, in the open space next to the elevator, the three people who had disappeared before were waiting. They seemed to be a little impatient, and looked towards the elevator frequently.

Upstairs, no one could speak, and goosebumps appeared on everyone's arms.

Si Qingyan blinked his eyes, his white hair covered by the moonlight was dazzling, and what was even more dazzling was the expectant smile on his face.

Can't go wrong now, right?

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