Two months have passed, and the footprints of myself and Mao Yongan have been covered with a layer of dust again.
But compared to others, it is still much lighter.
In addition to their two footprints, judging from the dust, there was a third pair of footprints that appeared at about the same time, but... this was Xiaosi.
Being chased by Xiao Si at that time, there would naturally be footprints left in the room.
But besides that...
there is none left.
But if you explain it this way, who took the cross stitch away?
Wait, footprints!
Wang Ye's body suddenly stiffened, and he suddenly remembered something.
The first time I entered 404, there seemed to be only one pair of footprints in the room...
It belongs to Mao Yongan.
This means that before he and Mao Yongan came, Xiaosi... had never walked in room 404!
In other words, he didn’t come in!
Such an obvious loophole was subconsciously ignored by me at the time!
The boning knife and the photo on the bedroom wall, these May Day hints that Xiaosi is the owner of the room.
But if you look at it this way, it’s too abnormal!
After controlling Xiaosi to walk around the room several times to make sure that he would leave footprints, Wang Ye fell into deep thought.
So, there is always a person in this room who leaves no footprints when he walks, or is he a ghost?
Possibly even Xiaosi's boning knife, photo...
This guy put all the 404s?
"Xiaowu, be careful!"
Wang Ye looked around carefully and said.
Xiao Wu nodded and wandered around the room, flipping through the drawers casually.
But compared to the second floor...
Room 404 looks too much like an ordinary house, nothing unusual about it!
Finally, Wang Ye came to the bedroom.
The two cabinets were still placed in the corner of the bedroom, but when Wang Ye and Mao Yongan escaped last time, they were in a hurry and had no intention of closing the door.
But at this time, the cabinet door was firmly closed.
But Wang Ye was not in the mood to look at the cabinet door at this time, but instead focused on the wall beside the bed.
There is a yellowed photo frame hanging on it, which looks a bit old.
but...
In this photo frame last time, it was Xiao Si.
This time, it was someone else.
Moreover, Wang Ye knew this person and had even interacted with him several times!
Suburban cemetery, cabin owner!
Like the old man holding a candle!
Although he looks younger in the photo, his hair has not completely turned gray, and his eyes are even more lively...
But Wang Ye still recognized it.
Why is this old man related to 404 again!
Is he the real owner of 404? Or maybe his photo was taken and hung up just like Xiaosi's.
Wang Ye thinks the latter is more likely.
Maybe someone wanted to use some means to kill or seal Xiaosi, so they put her photo in the 404.
Xiaosi must have subconsciously sought good luck and avoided disaster, and came to Qinyuan Community to look for photos!
It just so happened that he sealed it at this moment?
Apart from this, Wang Ye could not think of any other more reasonable explanation.
Now the photo of the old man in the cemetery is also placed here. Could it be that the same idea exists?
But in this case, if you still have a bronze nail in your hand, can you try to seal the cemetery old man?
Wang Ye was suddenly curious.
Suddenly, Wang Ye found several black characters written at the bottom of the photo.
Because the old man in the cemetery is also wearing black clothes in the photo, it is easy to miss him under the cover.
Wang Ye took two steps forward and read the font carefully.
Fortunately, this time it's not ancient Chinese. Although it's also in traditional Chinese, you can probably still make out what's written.
Wang Ye's face gradually became serious, and finally he took a deep breath.
'Lu Qing'
Is the old man in the suburban cemetery Lu Qing?
According to his previous thoughts, Lu Qing should be a middle-aged man or a young man in appearance, but obviously this directly overturned Wang Ye's guess.
and...
Things get more complicated.
The guest of the Qin Mansion named Lu was the name that stood out most in Xiao Wu's memory.
Including Xiao Wu, who was still in his own memory fragments, he once saw Xiao Si disappear in a flash!
Taking a deep breath, Wang Ye called Xiao Wu in who was wandering around the living room.
"Do you know him?"
Pulling Xiao Wu in front of the photo, Wang Ye asked with a serious expression, and his fingers inadvertently blocked the words Lu Qing.
Xiao Wu looked at the photo and was stunned in place, seeming to be recalling something and falling into a special state.
Wang Ye waited patiently, trying his best not to make any noise.
Half a minute later, a tear of blood suddenly fell from the corner of Xiao Wu's eyes, and his expression seemed a little sad.
"Lu Qing..."
As if mumbling to himself, Xiao Wu said in an unprecedented gentle voice.
But soon, his expression became a little dazed, and when he moved again, he had returned to normal: "It looks familiar!"
"Um."
Wang Ye nodded and calmly walked away from the photo.
This 404 trip, even if I didn't get any supernatural items, just this piece of information is enough.
"Walk!"
Now that I know that 404 is just a trap, there is no need to stay anymore, and the cross stitch has disappeared. When I look at the two cabinets, I find that they are just pickling the flesh and blood in a special method, which can be used in a short time. It just hides one's own blood, is not very valuable, and is inconvenient to take.
So might as well leave early.
After leaving the room with Xiao Si and Xiao Wu, Wang Ye's eyes fell on the door.
After comparing, Wang Ye was a little disappointed.
Because the sedan chair was too big, Wang Ye had already widened the door of his house.
This door is different in size and proportion from my own, which is a pity.
It seems that this trip to 404 is really going to come back empty-handed.
When I went downstairs, there was no accident, but there seemed to be a noise inside the closed door on the second floor.
However, Wang Ye was not curious enough to go in and take a look. It was better to do less than to do more.
But when Wang Ye walked to the first floor...
I don't know when there was an eight or nine-year-old boy standing at the door of the unit.
The boy's arms and neck were carved with dense lines like tattoos.
It's just that the child's eyes are a little dull.
Unlike ghosts, ghosts have a completely empty, profound feeling.
But this child... is more like the state of a person who is stupid.
"I..."
It took a lot of effort for the boy to say such a word.
Wang Ye said nothing and continued to watch quietly.
It is absolutely abnormal for a child to appear in this kind of ghost realm, or in other words, there is definitely something wrong with this child.
"and..."
After a full half minute, the boy spoke again.
