I thought skeptically, "Isn't it a bit late to let me hide now?" Just now, when we were in the living room messing around, Mr. Zhao shouted once again before he left, even the deaf could hear us. "
I looked around the living room. There were only sofas and chairs, and no cabinets for hiding. I asked the Mr. Zhao, "Where am I hiding?"
The message that Mr. Zhao sent me was a bit baffling: "Hide in the coffin."
I was about to ask Mr. Zhao where there was a coffin. At this moment, the sound of high heels came from upstairs: Da Da Da, Da Da Da.
The pregnant woman was coming down.
I had no choice but to hide in a corner. My gaze naturally fell on the corner of the wall.
There was also a pile of paintings. The paintings were very childish, as if they had never been written by a child who had learned to draw before. But I was attracted by the content.
I saw two little ones, all over, with only a white cloth around their waists. They were sweating and were working together to saw through the coffin with a huge saw.
As for the furniture, it was scattered around them. There were stools, chairs, tables. The tables and chairs, including the sofas, all had the shape of coffins.
I suddenly understood. Could it be that all the furniture in this room was made of a coffin?
If that's the case, the Mr. Zhao told me to hide it inside the coffin, is it referring to these furniture?
Seeing that the pregnant woman was about to go downstairs, I felt that it wasn't safe to hide in the corner. As long as she was serious, she would definitely be able to pull me out. I gritted my teeth and lay down on the sofa closest to me.
At this moment, the sound of high heels reached the living room.
As I lay on the couch watching the pregnant woman, I felt that she was becoming more and more sinister. There was a light on in the living room, but she was holding a lantern.
As she walked, she shook the lantern left and right as she searched the living room. By the time she reached me, my heart was pounding in my throat.
In my heart, I silently muttered: "Can't see me, can't see me, can't see me."
I felt like I was taking too much risk this time. The sofa wasn't covered, so why couldn't the pregnant woman see me?
Sure enough, the high heels stopped right in front of me. The pregnant woman lifted the lantern above my head, bent down, and carefully looked at me.
For two seconds she met my eyes. This type of game was quite boring and it even hurt his self-esteem.
I think I'll just jump up. The cat grabs the mouse, grabs, grabs, and lets go. If I were a mouse, I'd die in a generous way.
But I didn't jump. Because I noticed that the woman seemed to be looking at me, but her eyes weren't focused on me at all. She seemed to be looking under me, at the sofa beneath me.
After a long time, the woman stood up. She sighed and said to herself, "They all ran away, damn it? These people are really clever. "
Then she touched her belly and whispered, "Child, you don't have to be a mother to be ruthless. "You're still young, you don't know anything, it's best if you don't know anything. There's no pain."
Then, she sighed, picked up the lantern and quietly walked up the stairs.
After the pregnant woman's voice completely disappeared, I took out my phone and sent a message to Mr. Zhao, "The pregnant woman has returned to the second floor. What do we do now?"
I waited for a while, but Mr. Zhao didn't reply. I jumped off the couch and tugged at the living room door.
It's weird, these doors aren't locked, but I can't open them.
At this time, Mr. Zhao sent a message. The content was very long. I guessed that he was typing when he didn't reply to me.
I looked around a corner, and then I knew.
The Mr. Zhao told me in a text message. This woman was not as simple as she looked. When I saw this, I thought to myself, Isn't this nonsense? I knew it.
Mr. Zhao also said that when she first came to live here, he was most likely deceived by someone. But something else happened after she came in, so she couldn't leave.
This woman was also a prodigy who was self-taught and was proficient in the matters of ghosts and gods. So she was fishing now to catch another living person and bring him in.
Seeing this, I was a little confused. Couldn't she leave? Didn't I just go inside the Ma and Half Immortal's Shop to calculate? And what was she going to do with another living person? Stay here and chat?
Fortunately, Mr. Zhao quickly explained it below. The soul of the pregnant woman was imprisoned somewhere in the villa. She could leave for a short period of time, but not for more than four hours. Furthermore, the distance had to be no more than five kilometers.
She wanted to escape from here, unless someone else came to replace her. It was like how Hanged Ghost could only reincarnate after seeking a substitute.
She must have been waiting here for a long time, but she didn't see anyone who could replace her, so she used some unknown method to get herself pregnant.
In the future, when she gave birth here, the newborn baby would be the next living person. And she was completely free.
When I saw this, I immediately sucked in a breath of cold air.
But on second thought, I felt that although this woman was ruthless, she wasn't that rare. Aren't there many cases of infanticide outside?
In other words, the reason why the pregnant woman begged Ma Banxian to save her child was not because of kinship, but because she wanted to use the fetus in her womb.
I sighed with emotion for a moment, then continued reading.
Mr. Zhao said that the pregnant woman should have already noticed us on the way there. She didn't say anything, nor did she ask who we were. Instead, she conned us into this villa. If we fall for it, she and the baby will be saved. It's the best of both worlds.
Mr. Zhao then said, "Ninth day, if you can see this message, it means that you are still alive. Do as I say."
Looking at those words, I feel extremely furious. Seems like Mr. Zhao had long since made his preparations to die here.
I looked down patiently and saw that it was written: "Pregnant women are not simple, and the child in her belly is not simple. That ghost knew that after it was born, it would have to stay in this Inside the house and not leave. I'm guessing there's some treasure in this villa. You must search around here. "
"If you can get that treasure, use it to threaten him. Not only will they release you, they will also return the Little Tang Wei's heart to us. We can't enter right now, so everything depends on you. "
The message ended here. I didn't go find any treasures, but instead sat back on the sofa and sent a message to the Mr. Zhao, "Why can't you come in? "Don't you dare mess with me."
The Mr. Zhao said, "This villa is filled with too much dark energy and bad luck. Now that these auras were sealed, the villa was barely able to maintain its balance. If we try to force our way in, the bad luck will start to churn and stick to us, and in the next life, we won't be able to find any good things. "
I was a little disbelieving, "If you force your way in, what will happen? How come I've never heard of such a thing? "
Mr. Zhao replied instantly: "Please check whether I'm smelly or not."
I put the phone in my pocket and thought, "What kind of people are these?"
Look at Mr. Zhao, he won't come in until I find that treasure. If I continue to delay it any longer, perhaps the ghost who bought the heart will return. At that time, the situation will become even more chaotic.
Forget it, forget it, I'll just walk around here looking for a treasure like that. I just don't know what it looks like.
I looked at the mural in the living room first. There was nothing in these murals except tables and chairs, and I didn't see the treasure part.
I was a little disappointed. Just as I was about to explore other places, I suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the little person in the murals.
These little fellows all had a sly smile on their faces, but their eyes were a little strange.
They had tools in their hands and seemed to be working in a frenzy. However, their eyes were not looking at the coffin beneath them. Instead, they were carefully looking up. He seemed to be looking at something on top of his head.
All the kids were like that, and I knew right away that there was something on top of the villa that was attracting them. And that kind of thing could very likely be the treasure mentioned by the Mr. Zhao.
I took a deep breath. "Looks like I have to go up and take a look today."
I took off my shoes first, then walked barefoot up the stairs. Before I could take two steps, I felt a pain in the bottom of my foot, and I quickly pulled my foot back.
I looked at the floor and saw that one of the chairs had been turned over, and the nails were sticking out of the wood.
I found a Mazar and sat down. Fortunately, I lifted my foot just in time, it was not punctured, otherwise tetanus would be a problem.
The place was full of planks. I thought about it and put my shoes on. Then I went upstairs. I had only taken one step when I heard a clear sound from beneath my feet.
I cursed under my breath, "Is there a loudspeaker in this staircase? Why is the sound so loud? "
I braced myself and slowly lifted my other foot to rest on the second step. Then I slowly raised my center of gravity and slowly moved upwards.
Due to the change in pressure under his feet, the stairs kept making creaking sounds. Fortunately, the sound was very soft and negligible.
Relieved, I did the same with my other foot.
It takes me about thirty seconds to go up every step. But it doesn't matter. The stairs aren't long, and if I use a little more time, I will eventually reach the end.
However, the strange thing happened. Even after half an hour, I still hadn't reached the second floor.
I looked up and saw that it was dark overhead, that the stairs had disappeared into the darkness, and that the moment it disappeared from sight, it was still up.
I suddenly had the illusion that this damned place didn't have a second floor at all.