This voice was very soft, but it made Xie Chen's whole body freeze.
After all, it came from behind him.
It's night now, and everyone in the old house, including the maid, the old steward, and even the mother-in-law in white cheongsam, has fallen asleep.
There would be no one but the doll mother-in-law.
Xie Chen thought about the previous rules, and then said slowly and with determination: "It's almost over, it won't take long."
"It's best to hurry up, there isn't much time left."
There is not much time in this sentence, and there is even some vibrato.
Xie Chen paused for a moment, and finally did not look behind him.
It was hard for him to imagine how the doll could say this when it was already like that.
Xie Chen walked up step by step, relying on the lamp in his hand, and arrived at the center of the stairs.
From this position, all the items in the main hall of the ancient house can be seen at a glance.
It's just that the lights are too dim, and it's completely unclear where they are.
Xie Chen glanced at the doll, and there seemed to be drops of liquid flowing down from it.
Although he couldn't see it very clearly, Xie Chen could still roughly guess what the liquid was.
But there was no time to think about it now, so Xie Chen continued to walk upstairs.
Every time I took a step, I felt like there were countless eyes looking at me from upstairs.
This feeling can only be described as numbness on the scalp.
Even though Xie Chen stepped on the steps very lightly, the thumping sound of his footsteps was like beating gongs and drums.
It was exactly the same as the footsteps when I saw the bride's puppet just now.
"Could it be that someone went upstairs just now?"
A doubt immediately arose in Xie Chen's heart.
If this is really the case, then the danger level on the second floor will be much higher.
After all, from the moment they entered the ancient house to now, no one has shown their faces.
Even for the mother-in-law in white cheongsam, if there is no one in her room with the light on, there is a high probability that she will appear on the second floor.
A little cold sweat broke out on Xie Chen's forehead.
Although there was such a possibility, he couldn't just stop going up.
After daybreak, it was the next day.
Then there is less than one day left before the wedding begins.
I still have to investigate the situation on the paper matchmaker's side, and it's too late...
After coming to the corner, walking up, there are only less than ten steps left to reach the second floor.
Xie Chen no longer hesitated, took a deep breath and walked forward.
There was a little red light coming from the not-so-wide corridor.
Xie Chen couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or whether he had no choice but to slap twice on the face.
A warm and cold breath spread along the corridor.
Just relying on the body sense to feel it is not that clear. The feeling of hot and cold is extremely awkward.
Xie Chen cheered up and walked towards the red light that had not dissipated.
The red light that originally looked faint became brighter and brighter as he got closer and closer to it.
Until they came to the corner of the aisle.
Xie Chen finally arrived at the second floor.
Going forward, there are four corridors, each leading to different rooms.
But at the end of the second floor is a huge tribute table.
Both sides of the altar table are covered with wedding couplets, but the writing on them is a bit blurry.
There were no tributes placed in front of the offering table, and the red light emitted from the second floor was also emitted by the candle burning in front.
Xie Chen looked at the black and white puppets standing on both sides of Xi Lian and trembled all over.
Make money at first sight.
The world is at peace.
Although the puppet had no face, the words hanging on it made Xie Chen feel extremely uncomfortable.
The ancestral tablet placed in the center of the offering table was covered by a several-inch red cloth, making it impossible to see clearly what was being offered.
Xie Chen wanted to move forward, but found that no matter how many steps he took, he always stayed in place.
There is indeed something fishy on the second floor!
What Xiechen is most afraid of now is whether this thing is Gaotang...
Although this idea is a bit bold, it is not impossible.
We can only wait until tomorrow to find out.
Xie Chen turned around and looked at the first room. Because the walkway is very short, you can see the end at a glance, so you don’t have to walk through it deliberately for the time being.
The door is ordinary, nothing strange about it.
Relatively speaking, when walking around the corner towards the second room, approaching the corner of the corridor, Xie Chen saw a crooked word "囍" attached to the door.
The more I look at it, the more awkward it becomes.
Even the character "囍" is very old.
It seems to be more than a year old.
"It seems like this is an opportunity for a wedding room."
Xie Chen muttered to himself.
I still have no intention of just following him in.
What he wants to see most now is his wife's wedding room.
It’s basically difficult to tell which room is which just by relying on the lamp in your hand.
The rules only clearly indicate that the second floor contains the wedding room, the wife's boudoir, and the mother-in-law's room.
But there are clearly four rooms here.
There is even such a big weird altar table.
Xie Chen had no way of judging.
"It seems I have to force myself to do it."
Xie Chen turned around and walked out of the corridor and came to the first room after the corner.
Although it looked fine from a distance, it wasn't until Xie Chen got closer that he discovered that the door handle of the room had fallen off slightly.
"this……"
Xie Chen couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
If you do this, it will indeed be difficult to judge.
Although he couldn't feel it clearly, Xie Chen still had the courage to open the door.
The door handle that was about to fall off also fell to the ground.
Kuangdang sound.
There was a loud noise on the floor of the second floor.
Xie Chen was shocked and couldn't help but take two steps back, but only then did he realize that the door was ajar.
With a creak, the door opened immediately.
Xie Chen stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, then slowly opened the door and entered.
The dark room exuded the smell of dampness and stench, which made Xie Chen feel like vomiting, but he endured it in the end.
As the lamp in his hand shone, Xie Chen's feet became so weak that he almost collapsed to the ground.
In this dark room, the floor was almost completely covered with mold, and there was even a large trace of oxidation similar to a blood clot on the wall of the room.
A paper figure was hung on the beam of the room, with a smile painted on its face.
Just look at yourself with those empty eyes.
The hijab that was supposed to cover its head was slowly draped over its shoulders.
This is the paper figurine of his wife that appeared outside the window of his room earlier.
The dead, shriveled worms just stick to the paper man’s body. You can imagine the feeling of the worms crawling all over his body.
Xie Chen covered his mouth and nose and squinted his eyes slightly, leaning towards the paper man with the lamp in his hand.
The smile on the paper man's face seemed to slowly fade, and then there was a bang, and his head fell to the ground...
Xie Chen was shocked and quickly took a few steps back.
When he raised the lamp in his hand and came closer again, the head that fell to the ground had shriveled up and turned into a puddle of paste.
Xie Chen pulled up the lamp again and held it next to the remaining body of the paper man above.
But without the support of the head, the entire body without a point of strength also fell to the ground.
A burst of dust and mold rose up, and under the light of the lights, a scene full of dust appeared throughout the house.
Xie Chen quickly retreated and accidentally stepped on the threshold.
The entire rickety door also came crashing down.
Xie Chen didn't understand.
Why did this ancient house suddenly deteriorate so seriously?
Just as the surrounding wood broke and fell.
From the corner of his eye, Xie Chen also saw something that seemed to be holding something in the paper man's hand. When he wanted to look closer, he was pressed down by a large piece of wood.
The entire dilapidated room was filled with dust, and the dust covered all the wooden boards, as if a thick layer of dust had been sprinkled on it.
Xie Chen had no choice but to retreat first. After all, the lamp in his hand was a lamp. If it encountered an open flame and dust of this size in this environment, it would explode.
After Xie Chen exited the room.
Scattered crashing sounds were also heard throughout the room.
While Xie Chen was helpless, he had no choice.
His eyes then came to the altar table outside, and the candles on it were burned out, not even leaving ashes.
what happened?
How could time fly by so fast?
Xie Chen felt that something was wrong around here.
Judging from the performance around here, the time spent after entering the first room was at least several times longer.
"Damn it, this copy contains too many things..."
Until now, what Xie Chen has encountered is whether it is poor viewing angle, poor cognition, or space lock, and now there is even a time difference.
How can one live like this?
There are simply too many multifaceted issues to consider.
Xie Chen had no time to complain, let alone go downstairs.
Although I got such bad news, it was not entirely without gain.
At least it is certain that the paper figurine of my wife is in the first room, but she is already dead...
That leaves only the bride in red.
"If the first room is the boudoir..."
Xie Chen slowly walked towards the second room.
The character "囍" on it is still the same crooked look as before.
Xie Chen reached out and held the door handle.
But this door strangely opened by itself.
Then it shattered.
Ouch!
A human-shaped thing was wrapped in many red ribbons and stumbled towards him.
In such an emergency, Xie Chen subconsciously kicked him forward.
This thing followed and smashed backwards.
There was another loud noise.
Xie Chen also immediately stepped back.
He wasn't sure what the thing that just appeared was.
But after a while, there was still no movement. The thing seemed to be dead after being kicked by him.
Xie Chen held his breath and slowly approached.
The lamp in his hand moved towards that side gently.
A human-sized puppet, wrapped with many silk threads and red ribbons, lay on the ground.
The entire wedding room.
A puppet.
Three coffins.
