Tang Yu didn't speak. After being silent for a while, she looked at Shen Yizhou and said, "Even if the doctor has a problem, he at least provided us with a very important piece of information, so I don't think we got nothing."

Lin Miaomiao didn't quite understand, and looked at them in a silly way: "Ah? What? Does the key information mean that the two doctors died?"

"Almost," Tang Yu nodded, "I just want to think a little deeper. Two doctors died because of healing his hand, as if he was cursed. I don't think this matter Simple, maybe there really is a ghost."

Lin Miaomiao's complexion changed, and her lips were bloodless.

Although she was mentally prepared, when she actually encountered a supernatural event, as a girl, she would still instinctively feel scared.

After a long while, her trembling voice sounded: "How could this happen? This dungeon is so difficult, can we still go back alive? I'm just... I just want to exercise my courage, and I never thought of putting my life on it." ..."

Shen Yizhou was very calm, with a detached and calm face: "Just wait and see what happens, if you think about it this way, no one will die in life since ancient times, and everyone will die sooner or later."

Tang Yu: "..."

He patted Lin Miaomiao's shoulder, and said in a gentle voice, "Don't listen to his nonsense, we can definitely get out safely."

Then he looked at Shen Yizhou with some helplessness: "Can you stop scaring others like this? By the way, you said you found something just now?"

Shen Yizhou pointed to the auditorium behind him: "It's a small home theater, which is filled with all the live videos of Rong Yun's concert. I picked a few and watched them. Although he is getting more mature every year, but The general style has not changed. However, just a month ago, his style of music began to change very drastically."

Tang Yu frowned: "Huh? What changed?"

Shen Yizhou said softly: "The mildness and tranquility from the beginning suddenly changed to magnificent and exuberant, and the fingering, some habitual little movements, also changed, almost as if two people were playing."

Tang Yu guessed: "Could it be because his hand was injured?"

"It's not like that. How can you change your style when your hand is injured? The style is internal, and it is slowly accumulated after years of playing experience. This will not change because of the injury." Shen Yizhou sighed, "So I think , let's look for the supernatural, maybe it's because he offended someone, got cursed, or messed with something unclean."

Lin Miaomiao's eyes widened: "Then we are not Feng Shui masters who specialize in solving this problem. If he really got into something unclean, how can we help him?"

Shen Yizhou looked at her with a smile: "Huh? How can I help him? How about you go and suggest to him? Let him chop off his hand, it will definitely save his life."

Lin Miaomiao really believed it, and seriously thought about the possibility of this suggestion: "Really?"

Tang Yu was really convinced, and said helplessly: "...Can you stop teasing her?"

Shen Yizhou laughed, walked over and rubbed Tang Yu's hair, and then walked straight away.

Tang Yu: "...?"

There seemed to be nothing to look for on the first floor, so the two of them discussed it and decided to stay in the room and rest for a while before dinner.

Lin Miaomiao walked quickly and entered the room. Just as Tang Yu was about to open the door and enter the room, suddenly the clothes behind her were pulled.

Tang Yu glanced back, and found that the little girl holding the doll was looking up at him. The eyeballs seemed to be inorganic, embedded in the big eye sockets, and under the dim light, there was a strange aura.

Still holding the doll in red kimono in her hand, she called out expressionlessly, "Brother."

Tang Yu silently looked at the door that was close at hand, and then looked at her again: "... hello."

The girl's voice was like a programmed mechanical sound, without any emotion: "Brother, play with the doll with me. I haven't had any guests at home for a long time. I am very upset that no one plays with the doll with me."

Tang Yu: "..."

I won't be happy if I play with dolls with you.

But the girl kept pulling on his clothes and refused to let go.

Tang Yu weighed it up, and finally comforted herself: Anyway, she is just a cute little girl, even if it is scary, where can it be scary?Even if the doll in her hand is alive, even if Japan has many legends about goblins, but, but... well, it's not comforted.

Tang Yu squatted down and was at eye level with the girl: "How do you want me to play with you?"

"Crush the doll's hair. I can't do it well." The girl handed him the doll. "I haven't done my hair well since my mother left."

There are two braids on the girl's head, but they are crooked and very irregular.

Tang Yu responded, took the small rubber band from the girl, and wrapped the doll's hair unskillfully, but halfway through, he suddenly realized something, and suddenly looked up at her: "Mom is gone... ...Aren't you Rong Yun's daughter?"

The girl kept staring at him, and upon hearing this, the corners of her mouth slowly widened, drawing a twisted arc: "I am."

Tang Yu's expression froze instantly: "Then you...then why did you say your mother is gone? Mrs. Rong is still there."

"Did I say that?" The girl looked at him indifferently, "I didn't, I'm a good boy who can only tell the truth, bad boys who tell lies will be punished."

Tang Yu was a little dizzy by her: "So are you telling the truth or lying?"

"Brother, do you want to know?" The girl laughed again, and she said softly, "Help me wrap the doll's hair, and I'll tell you."

Tang Yu lowered his head and looked at the red-clothed doll in his hand. The doll's hair was snow-white. He helped her wrap her hair clumsily. she.

The girl took the doll and looked at her face to face for a while, the smile on the corner of her mouth suddenly sank, and she looked at Tang Yu sharply, like a sharp knife: "Why do you want to hurt her?"

Tang Yu was a little confused: "What? Why did I hurt her?"

The girl turned the front of the doll to Tang Yu, and saw that the red eyes of the doll were continuously shedding tears, and the tears were also bright red, like blood.

Tang Yu had never seen this kind of operation before, so he took a step back in fright. He opened his mouth to say something, but when he raised his eyes, he was frightened again.

I saw that the little girl's eyes were like a doll's, shedding red tears, the liquid was so sticky that it soon covered her whole face, and at the same time, she kept screaming: "You Why did you hurt her? Why did you hurt her, why did you hurt her—”

Tang Yu made a decisive decision, took a step back, and closed the door forcefully.

The girl began to slam on the door, and every time she slammed it, the door would vibrate violently.

Tang Yu stared at the door closely, and glanced around to see if there was anything that could be used as a tool. Then he went to the bedside and took a desk lamp, but when he approached the door again with the object, that The loud knocking on the door suddenly stopped, and the room was dead silent, as quiet as if it had sunk into a pool of stagnant water.

There is a cat's eye on the door. Tang Yu was about to approach slowly. When he looked outside, he suddenly saw red liquid dripping from the door panel. Seeing this, he seemed to realize something, and just raised his head and looked up. look.

I saw the little girl with blood all over her face, holding a red doll in her hand, squatting on the ceiling, staring at him with the only pair of clean black eyes on her face, and asked again: "Why do you want to hurt her? Why do you want to hurt her?" Hurt her?!"

That demeanor can almost be called ferocious.

Tang Yu trembled, let go of his hand, and the desk lamp in his hand fell down, almost hitting his foot. Without thinking, he stretched out his hand and opened the door, and then ran out.

The stern questioning behind him seemed to ring in his ears, and Tang Yu's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

He hadn't decided where to run when the door next to him was suddenly opened. Shen Yizhou appeared at the door, yawned lazily, and asked unhurriedly, "Tang Yu? What are you doing?" ?”

Tang Yu calmed down and said calmly, "There is a ghost in my room."

"Is there a ghost?" Shen Yizhou walked out suspiciously, then grabbed Tang Yu, looked him up and down, "Then are you okay?"

Tang Yu shook his head, his face turned pale.

Shen Yizhou took him to his room, then pointed to him outside: "You sit here for a while, I'll go out and see what's going on."

Tang Yu reached out to hold him, and frowned: "It's better not to, it's very dangerous."

Shen Yizhou smiled at him: "Danger? Danger should be afraid of me."

Tang Yu didn't speak, it was probably the first time he heard such a crazy answer.

Shen Yizhou patted his fearful hand comfortingly: "It doesn't matter, I'll be back soon."

After saying this, he walked out directly.

Tang Yu sat on the sofa for a while, and slowly calmed down. After a while, Shen Yizhou opened the door and walked in.

Tang Yu didn't expect him to come back so soon, and immediately stood up from the sofa: "Are you okay?"

Shen Yizhou looked unscathed, with a relaxed and calm face, he said: "It's good, everything has been resolved."

"Solved?" Tang Yu was extremely shocked. The best situation he had thought before was that Shen Yizhou went in and saw the female ghost, and then came back. He didn't expect that he could solve this matter directly. Both eyes almost popped out, "How did you solve it?"

Shen Yizhou: "I explained the truth to the crying little girl in your room, and told her that it is very rude to disturb others' sleep during the lunch break. She thought I was right, so she obediently climbed down from the wall .”

Tang Yu: "..."

You are not artificial leather, you are real leather.

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