The room was empty except for blood.
After confirming that there was nothing missing in the living room, Wang Ye came to the kitchen.
There seemed to be more blood in the kitchen than in the living room, especially the cutting board, which was almost completely stained red.
You can still vaguely see some meat residue on it.
It's just that logically, there should be knives in the kitchen, but I didn't find any in this kitchen.
There was an iron pot with a lid on the stove beside it.
Wang Ye carefully took off the lid of the pot, and a stench hit his nostrils!
A pile of cooked meat was just soaked in water, with a head with eyes closed on top.
Because it has been left for too long, the meat has gone bad and smells bad.
And the worms kept moving and squirming through the meat.
Wang Ye quietly closed the pot lid and left the kitchen.
"elder brother!"
Suddenly, Xiao Wu's shout came from the direction of the bedroom.
Wang Ye walked over and found Xiao Wu sitting at the end of the bed, looking at the opposite wall.
"The blood on the wall looked like it was spattered before, but it's different here. It was spread evenly."
Wang Ye did not look at the wall, but gave Xiao Wu a strange look first.
There was a corpse placed on the bed. The corpse's head seemed to have been chopped off alive, and it seemed that it had been chopped off with more than one blow.
The chest was also chopped off and covered with hideous wounds.
The body was just thrown on the bed casually, causing blood to stain the sheets red.
But Xiao Wu just sat next to the corpse with a nonchalant look, even pressing one hand on the corpse's arm.
Although he is not taboo about these things, and even does the work of dismembering corpses, Wang Ye thinks that he still can't do it if it is not necessary.
At the very least, doing laundry is quite tiring.
Wang Ye stopped caring about Xiao Wu and glanced at the wall.
Sure enough, compared to the living room, the blood on the bedroom wall was very even, as if someone had used the blood as latex paint and painted it on the wall.
It's just that it might have been brighter red when it was first painted.
But as time passed, the color of the blood darkened and became much uglier.
But what is so different about this wall that it needs to be covered up with blood...
Wang Ye thought for a moment and touched the wall.
Flat, smooth, no bumps.
If it's not a mechanism, it's just... words.
It's a pity that Wang Ye doesn't know how to make this thing that has been covered by blood for a long time reappear.
After casually rummaging through the bedroom to make sure nothing was missing, Wang Ye said, "Let's go, there are only supernatural beings here, no items."
But Xiao Wu didn't get up. Instead, he grinned and put one hand on the body: "Brother, there is a little guy here!"
As he spoke, Xiao Wu clenched his hands fiercely, and with a roar, he picked up the body and threw it against the wall.
soon...
The body was torn apart.
A guy who looked like the size of a newborn baby emerged from the corpse, holding a kitchen knife that obviously did not fit his size!
The little man fell to the ground, ran out of the bedroom, rushed to the stairwell, and finally disappeared.
"Isn't it superfluous?"
"Wouldn't it be better to let him stay here quietly?"
Wang Ye glanced at Xiao Wu faintly and said.
He also felt the strangeness of this corpse, but instead of letting that guy escape to an unknown place, it would be better for him to hide it here, at least knowing it.
Xiao Wu touched his bald head embarrassedly: "I didn't expect him to run so fast."
Suddenly, the kitchen stove turned on automatically, the flames rose, and the iron pot was burning.
After only three seconds of burning, heat began to rise in the iron pot.
"Let's go."
"This room is very poor."
With that said, Wang Ye took the lead to step out of the room, followed by Xiaowu and Xiaosi.
Xiaowu even didn't forget to close the door.
The door of the other room was still closed. Wang Ye had no intention of opening it, but continued walking upwards.
The third floor looks much normal, except that the walls on both sides of the stairs are still covered in blood...
Without stopping too much, Wang Ye went directly to the fourth floor.
The door of 404 was tightly closed.
"Xiaosi doesn't have a key or anything with him."
Wang Ye muttered something and fell into silence while looking at the door.
The guests in my room are still very good and they know how to unlock the door.
I... don't have this skill.
"Xiaowu, kick."
Finally, Wang Ye took a step back and said lightly.
"okay!"
Xiao Wu rubbed his bald head and kicked the door like a gangster who came to collect debts.
Along with a loud noise that spread throughout the corridor, the door did not move at all.
"nice one!"
Wang Ye was stunned for a moment, and his eyes lit up!
If this door is installed in my own home, will it give me an extra layer of protection for my privacy?
Xiao Wu looks incredible.
Can't you even kick open a broken iron door with this kick?
With dissatisfaction and the idea of proving himself, Xiao Wu kicked the iron door again, and even mobilized a lot of energy to concentrate on his legs this time, causing his thighs to emit a faint light.
"boom!"
There was another loud noise, but the door remained motionless!
Xiao Wu felt a little numb in his legs.
Wang Ye was more satisfied with the door, but the door was so high, how could he get in...
Suddenly, a light flashed in Wang Ye's mind, and he looked at Xiaosi and gave the order: "Xiaosi, open the door!"
Xiao Si took a step forward stiffly, placing her slender hand on the doorknob.
In Xiao Wu's incredible eyes, he gently pulled...
The door opened.
Wang Ye glanced at Xiao Wu with a strange expression, his eyes a little distressed.
He controlled Xiao Si and walked into the living room. After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he walked in with Xiao Wu, who was obviously depressed.
After entering the door, Wang Ye immediately studied the door.
It was found that it was an external pull type and the door lock had been damaged.
But the material of the door seems to be just ordinary iron, nothing unusual.
But how could Tie withstand Xiaowu's kick?
I don’t know if it can be disassembled when I go.
Withdrawing his mind, Wang Ye looked towards the living room, his pupils slightly contracted.
The cross stitch hanging on the wall...is gone.
Mao Yongan was walking in front of him at that time, and left after sealing Xiao Si.
Could it be that after this, someone came to room 404 again and took away the cross stitch?
Wang Ye told Xiao Wu to stand where he was and not move around, while he carefully observed the ground.
The ground was covered with dust.
The last time I came here, I judged that there was another person in the room based on the footprints.
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The author has something to say:
I originally thought I could survive it, but today I fell asleep directly on the keyboard. I was in a daze after I woke up... I deleted a lot of what I wrote... I'm sorry...
