Bang bang bang bang bang!
The knocking on the door became more and more urgent, accompanied by the cry of the beautiful mother. He must have heard the sound of Fu Bao hitting the door, confirming that there was someone in the house.
Fu Bao comforted himself, but he was still very nervous. He unconsciously closed his palms, but felt that he had grabbed something. This thing was very elastic when he grasped it. It was...a black doll! What are you doing!
Fu Bao threw the black doll he had caught at some point with all his strength, trying to keep it as far away from him as possible.
The knocking on the door continued. Fu Bao turned around and leaned on the back of the door, feeling vibrations coming one after another.
What does she want to do? Fu Bao started to think wildly, maybe she was coming to kill him and silence him.
Suddenly, the knocking on the door disappeared.
Fu Bao breathed a sigh of relief, but his nerves were still tense. The scene last night was so shocking. A large area of blood red, a skinned child, a beautiful mother's face and screams from blank to ferocious, left Fu Bao speechless. Way to forget.
Another minute passed, still quiet. Fu Bao slowly turned around and put his eyes close to the cat's eye, trying to see if the beautiful mother next door was still there...
Through the cat's eye, Fu Bao saw a very huge eye!
Fu Bao was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat. Then he realized that it was the beautiful mother who put her eyes close to the cat's eye, trying to observe the situation in the house, and not some one-eyed monster.
Fu Bao doesn’t understand what’s wrong with this world?
He couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality... The sound of banging, banging, banging, banging, interrupted his thoughts.
"Fu Bao? Fu Bao? Are you there?"
The knock on the door came again, accompanied by the cry of the beautiful mother. Although the voice sounded normal, Fu Bao could not treat her as a normal person now.
Fu Bao had a terrible headache at the moment. The experiences he had experienced in the past few days had brought Fu Bao, who had always been calm, to the brink of collapse, especially what happened last night and how he actually came to his door this morning...
Fu Bao was about to fight to the death. He picked up the bat and opened the door suddenly. His eyes were bloodshot and he yelled viciously, "I'll beat you to death!"
Well? Fu Bao got into a fighting stance and found that the beautiful mother was still with her son. The mother and son were shocked by Fu Bao's actions. The beautiful little boy, who was originally smiling, was so frightened that he hid behind his mother, while the beautiful mother had a look on her face. At a loss.
This scene doesn’t look like a ghost is coming...
"That, that..." Fu Bao was stunned. He looked at the bat he raised in his hand, immediately threw it into the room, scratched his head and laughed, "I'm cosplaying."
The beautiful mother and the little boy didn't say anything, but their eyes expressed deep suspicion, because Fu Bao had just woken up and was already slovenly. He had just experienced violent mood swings, and now he looked like a murderer.
"Big brother is a weirdo!"
The beautiful little boy with slightly curly hair huddled behind his mother and made faces at Fu Bao.
"Xiaojie, don't talk nonsense."
The beautiful mother patted her son on the head and said, "My eldest brother has encountered something very sad. He is in a bad mood now. My mother came to see me because she was worried about something happening to my eldest brother."
It turns out that's the case, Fu Bao is even more embarrassed. He just came back from the hospital yesterday. The reason was gas poisoning. The deeper reason was that he was depressed due to the death of his father. As a neighbor, it sounded reasonable to come to visit.
But he didn't know why, looking at his beautiful mother's face, Fu Bao felt trembling from the bottom of his bones. He felt very cold and his head hurt.
"Shall we invite eldest brother to our house for dinner tonight?"
The beautiful mother spoke to her child again. Xiaojie made a big face at Fu Bao and didn't answer, obviously not liking Fu Bao.
"Xiaojie is the best behaved."
The beautiful mother stroked Xiaojie's head, "Mom only loves Xiaojie. Didn't she teach Xiaojie to be polite and make friends with everyone?"
When Fu Bao heard this, he suddenly felt something was wrong but couldn't figure out what was wrong.
"All right."
Xiaojie walked up to Fu Bao and said, "Brother, will you come to my house for dinner tonight?"
Fu Bao showed a dry smile and didn't know how to refuse this invitation. He obviously meant well, but subconsciously, he wanted to stay away from this family.
So Fu Bao started to change the subject, "Xiaojie, where is my little girl? Has she gone to the choir?"
"Little girl? Who is little girl?"
Xiaojie answered with a strange look on his face. Hearing this answer, Fu Bao thought Xiaojie was joking with him, and was about to tease him again. Suddenly, he felt a strong sense of disobedience, and a smile froze on his face, because he remembered that his beautiful mother just said, "I only love Xiaojie." "One", why do you say that? Could it be because... Fu Bao froze when he thought of a possibility. He looked at his beautiful mother, his eyes full of fear, "You, you won't only have one child, right?"
"That's right."
The beautiful mother nodded and replied, "We only have one child, Xiaojie."
"How can this be!"
Fu Bao screamed, "Don't you have a daughter named Xiaonan?"
Fu Bao's sharp voice frightened Xiaojie, and he hurriedly ran behind his mother. The mother comforted her son in a soft voice. She probably thought that Fu Bao had a mental problem, but she said angrily: "You remember wrong, we only have Xiaojie." A child that everyone knows about.”
"Only one, only one..." Fu Bao's eyes began to lose focus.
He no longer knew what happened next, nor what he said to his beautiful mother. He just closed the door numbly, leaned his back against the door, and slid his body little by little to sit on the floor, holding his head and crying. Come down.
Fu Bao felt that he was going to collapse, but he could hold on even when his father died;
Being entangled by the black doll, experiencing damn headaches and seeing ghosts, he could endure it because he knew he was still conscious. However, the words of the beautiful mother next door immediately shattered Fu Bao's cognition.
He wasn't sure he was awake.
am I crazy? Fu Bao asked himself this.
The dreams I had before, everything I have experienced, the black doll, the sick ghost in the hospital, the land god, the beautiful mother who killed her daughter...
Fu Bao no longer has the ability to distinguish whether these are true or false.
The string of reason was completely broken at that moment.
am I crazy? am I crazy?
Fu Bao asked himself repeatedly.
The black doll was lying quietly in the corner of the room. It didn't look threatening at all. Fu Bao couldn't figure out whether this thing was the result of his mental shock after experiencing the death of his father.
Or maybe even his father's death was a figment of his imagination?
Otherwise, why are there no ashes in the urn?
What is true and what is false?
Fu Bao cried profusely. After all, he was only a seventeen-year-old boy. After so many things, it was normal for him to have an emotional breakdown.
After crying for a while, Fu Bao felt much more relaxed. He wiped his face. Although his head still hurt, he already knew what he was going to do next.
I forgot how I answered my beautiful mother just now, but now Fu Bao felt that he had to do it when he went to his neighbor's house for dinner at night, because he would know if the neighbor's house was haunted and if he had a daughter.
In addition, Fu Bao felt that he wanted to record his story. If something happened, at least there would be proof. Bystanders could see clearly whether he was crazy or whether there really were weird black dolls in the world and people who had been killed. God of the land, there is a beautiful mother who skinned her daughter...
Fu Bao turned on his computer and logged into the supernatural forum. As soon as he logged in, he received a series of private messages, all of which were sent by boring people who claimed to be "Guardians of the Big Meow Clan". The other party repeatedly told Fu Bao that the black doll was The devil must be brought to the guardian sacred mountain of the Great Meow Clan before it can be destroyed. This thing will destroy the city, etc. Fu Bao directly blacklisted this person and no longer accepted his messages.
Then Fu Bao posted a new post on the forum, writing about everything he had experienced in the past few days.
"From the moment I learned about my father's death, I fell into a nightmare that I couldn't escape from. I thought, if the world is not crazy, then I am crazy..."
Fu Bao wrote crazily. After everything was finished, it was already evening. It was the first time he wrote such a long story. After finishing, Fu Bao felt a sense of exhaustion.
"...I was invited by the neighbor next door to have dinner. I believe the answer will be revealed soon as to whether the mother next door is the murderer of the child, whether she has a daughter named Xiaonan, or whether I am a lunatic. Not finished yet, to be continued.”
