The body leaves.

"Liu Qingqing, it's your turn, go in. Pay attention to a few things after entering. First, don't touch the food basket on the table in the living room, especially don't open the blue cloth. Second, after passing through the living room, open the room on the right, that one

The [Puppet] in the house is your puzzle piece, don’t delay after you get it, this will be my hunting ground after you come out.”

"The ghost in Meng Xiaodong, one of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, will be a qualified prey."

Under Wu Nai's instructions and Zhang Xianguang's gaze, Liu Qingqing walked towards Jiu Building step by step.

This modern building has been distorted into a strange shape by the invisible force of rules. It stands under the turbulent sky, and its rugged structure has a terrifying flavor, as if it is a place where ghosts and corpses are hidden.

But it is actually a residential building.

Room 301, which was supposed to be on the third floor, was moved directly to the first floor by Wu Nai.

Therefore, Liu Qingqing's movement was very convenient. She did not need to walk up. She stepped on red high heels, twisted her slender waist and round hips, and walked directly to the door on the first floor.

He reached out and grabbed the door handle, and pushed open the door marked "301" on the door number.

As soon as the door opened, a chill that had been trapped for a long time rushed from inside.

At the same time, although there was no electricity, there was still a dim light shining inside the door, and there was an evil nature in the dimness.

This light... looks like the [Ghost Post Office]! As a messenger who once lived in that supernatural place, Liu Qingqing immediately sensed the danger in the house.

The furnishings inside are very old.

There is a sense of alienation from the times, and you can feel the overwhelming loneliness just by looking at the objects.

The owner who once lived here was like a lonely ghost wandering outside the crowd, carrying his own years alone and burying himself in the dust of history.

Most of the furniture is made of wood, painted with red paint, the paint is mottled and peeling off, there are posters fixed with thumbtacks on the walls, and the floors are all old-fashioned patterned tiles, with a strong Republican style.

Finally came in... After Liu Qingqing entered it, she gently exhaled a breath, as if that breath had been supporting her until now. After exhaling, huge fatigue enveloped her.

Maybe something supernatural would come soon, but she didn't want to die.

It is impossible to turn around and escape now. After all, the man riding a horse outside the door will never be safer than the ghost here, so the only way to survive right now is in this room.

If you follow the instructions, you may have a chance of survival... Liu Qingqing's eyes wandered and she saw an old rattan woven vegetable basket on the wooden table in the living room.

This kind of vegetable basket could be seen everywhere in rural areas more than ten years ago. There is nothing special about it from the outside. The only thing worthy of attention is that the handle of the basket is smooth and shiny, and it is covered with a layer of patina obtained from long-term use.

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In addition, the vegetable basket was covered with a blue cloth, which seemed to be covering something.

Liu Qingqing remembered Wu Nai's instructions and did not touch the vegetable basket. Instead, she walked through the living room and opened the door on the right.

The moment she opened the door, a special workbench came into view.

There were many torn strips of cloth, strange hair, old needlework and even an unfinished rag doll remaining on the table.

The appearance of this doll is exactly the same as the [Suicide Doll] at the headquarters.

And as Wu Nai said, there is a puppet with a female figure standing next to the workbench.
Chapter completed!