Xie Chen did not delay any longer this time, but quickly ran outside, standing warily at the door, looking at the wooden box that he had originally stood up but now fell to the ground.
Xie Chen was already a little angry. Which son of a bitch was playing hide and seek with him?
If he was really caught, he would have to hold on for a time pause and stab that guy twice in the waist!
Xie Chen glanced around the corridor and found no one. He didn't hear any footsteps just now.
Apart from the sound of the wooden box falling to the ground, nothing more was heard.
But the ground is flat, it doesn't mean there are many bumps and bumps.
Moreover, the whole box is so heavy, and the ground area on the sides is very wide. Even if I push it gently with my hand, I can't make it fall to the ground.
Unless you push forward hard or kick directly, it will be in vain.
If he said that this thing was blown down by the wind, then I would not believe it even more.
There isn't even a window up here, let alone any strong wind, and it's hard to stay cool even if you want to.
Xie Chen frowned, but still left the room and came to the front of the small wooden box. This time he did not continue to hold it up. Instead, he held the handle of the knife upside down with both hands and pointed the tip of the knife in his hand downwards. .
Xie Chen gritted his teeth and stabbed hard into the side of the wooden box.
The knife is actually quite sharp. When I inserted it in the middle, because I used both hands, it penetrated directly through the board.
However, because the thickness should not be underestimated, and there were objects blocking it inside, I couldn't poke it through.
But Xie Chen's face was not relaxed. Instead, he stared at the wooden box, wanting to see how the box would react.
But what he didn't expect was that the wooden floor on this floor started to shake slightly, as if he had been stimulated by something.
But he clearly thrust the knife into the wooden box in front of him.
Xie Chen couldn't help but curse.
"Damn it, what the hell is going on?!"
Xie Chen quickly wanted to withdraw the knife and prepare to run downstairs.
After all, the vibration was very frequent. Although it was not loud, the rhythm and frequency were very high. In less than four seconds, it already made my feet numb.
And the farther back, the more it feels like an earthquake.
"Isn't this a joke on me?"
"Could this ghost box be an earthquake trigger?"
But just when Xie Chen wanted to pull out the knife inserted into the wooden box, he found that no matter how hard he tried, the knife was still clamped by the wooden boards of the small wooden box and could not move at all.
Even if I used all my strength and even stepped on the wooden box with both feet, I couldn't move the handle of the knife in my hand.
"Isn't this cheating?"
Xie Chen shouted that time was paused.
But the surrounding scene just began to slowly become sluggish, and the frequency of vibrations under the feet also became slightly lower.
It seems that in the world of ghost stories, the ability of his pocket watch has been weakened, just like how he dealt with the strange entities at the beginning.
Today's pocket watches no longer have the ability to achieve complete listening capabilities.
"Is this permanent?"
Xie Chen was a little puzzled, but at least the vibration frequency under his feet had become extremely low. It was so loose and loose that it felt like he was giving himself a foot massage.
I even felt a little comfortable for a while.
But fortunately, I also understand in my heart that great changes have taken place now, and it is not the time for me to enjoy peace and happiness.
With a bang, Xie Chen fell down and sat on the ground, and his buttocks even came into close contact with the ground.
I can honestly say that I have never fallen so hard before.
Even if the two halves of the buttocks were bruised, I couldn't tell.
But fortunately, I finally pulled out the knife clamped on the wooden board.
Xie Chen just stood up and touched his butt to check, but found that there was a hole in the middle of the thing, which was definitely bigger than when he just inserted the knife.
Could it be that when he drew the sword, he also caused a second tearing injury?
Then this is a bit too ridiculous...
I am a little confused now. Is there someone conscious in this small wooden box, or is there a person hiding in the dark in this small wooden house?
And I am still observing myself...
Both scenarios are possible.
Xie Chen kicked the opening of the small wooden box hard twice, and a crack immediately appeared in the middle. He continued to kick, and the crack became bigger and bigger.
As long as you pull hard, the contents inside will fall out quickly.
But Xie Chen was not in such a hurry. He just opened a hole slightly and found that it was indeed as he thought. It contained some construction waste materials.
Especially metal steel pipes, circuits and plastic casings account for the vast majority.
The wooden box has all the door irons and holes for fixing screws that you need most.
In this way, it actually takes no effort at all.
But why does this small wooden box keep moving on its own?
This is still a potential problem. If this problem is not solved, even if it is really night and the door is really repaired, I will not be able to close my eyes and sleep well.
Xie Chen pinned the knife back to the waistband of his trousers, struggled to lift the entire small wooden box onto his shoulders with both hands, and then used his free hand to pull out the knife from his waist.
"Is this okay?"
Xie Chen came to the bedroom where he originally appeared in this copy, then moved the door into the bedroom, and threw the small wooden box full of materials on the ground.
If you spend some time, it won't be a problem to repair the door and finally reinstall it on the door frame.
Xie Chen stretched his waist.
"It's best to resolve it now, don't delay it for too long."
But that's just because I still don't know what time period this cabin is in.
If it's still early, you can actually explore for the time being whether there is any other information in this room?
After all, it doesn’t take much time to install a door. Half an hour is definitely more than enough.
"Let's go downstairs and take a look first. Maybe there's a clock downstairs..."
Xie Chen glanced around and took out all the materials needed in the wooden box. Then when he was about to install the door, he gave up the plan.
From the bottom of my heart, I am more inclined to guess the latter, that is, in this wooden house, besides myself, there are other people.
Even if you think about the worst, there may be more than just one person, maybe two or three, or even more than you think.
"Forget it, it's better not to think about it. The more I think about it, the more hairy I feel."
Xie Chen looked at the words carved on the wall next to him. After familiarizing himself with the rules, he noticed that there were no pillows on his bed.
Moreover, there were two soft pillows in the room I just checked. Do you need to go back and put away those two pillows and sheets?
After some internal deliberation, Xie Chen finally chose to leave.
If you delay for too long, you will waste more time.
Xie Chen wandered into another bedroom. When he just walked to the door, he vaguely saw some kind of black shadow emerging from under the bed inside.
He was already standing at the door, but because the first thing he looked at was the quilt and pillows on the bed in the room, he didn't immediately look under the bed.
The reason why I noticed it was just because I saw it out of the corner of my eye.
Xie Chen immediately became vigilant, but to no avail, as if the scene he just saw was really his hallucination.
There was nothing in front of him, the whole room was empty.
Xie Chen took a deep breath, pretended as if nothing had happened, and came to the front of the bed. Then he collected all the sheets and quilt covers and held them in his arms.
Xie Chen walked out of the room with a calm expression, and even didn't forget to close the door.
I am now certain that besides myself, there are definitely other people living in this wooden house!
It’s just that I don’t understand, why should I avoid myself?
Is it possible that if he appeared, what kind of threat would he pose to them?
Xie Chen hesitated.
He made himself look like a real gangster and like a wealthy landlord, occupying other people's property and fields.
"It's not that outrageous, is it?"
"Is it possible that after playing the dungeon too much, I have developed a heavy taste for strange stories, and you want me to play the villain in this new dungeon?"
Xie Chen thought so, but it probably wasn't possible.
After all, if you are a villain, no matter how you say that you are the more powerful one, and it also represents a lot of negative energy, such strange stories should fall on you and be controlled by yourself.
As soon as Xiechen took two steps, he seemed to feel that he had understood it wrong.
After returning to the utility room, Xie Chen stuffed all the quilts, sheets and pillows he had collected into the two boxes at the back.
Because it is not full, all these things can be accommodated.
Xie Chen was thinking while working.
"No, if the original owner of this wooden house is a victim, then they will also have corresponding negative emotions, and ghost stories can also be used."
"So at the end of the day, the clown is still me?"
After Xie Chen stuffed all these things, his face was covered with black lines.
If a strange entity were in front of me, all I wanted to do was jump and scold...
