Ping Ping shook his head gently and muttered: "It's okay, I'm just shocked. It's not a big problem."

As he spoke, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Golden Requiem: Haha, Qiyou’s courage is a bit confusing!

Nether Mania: Call me a coward, but I dare to run into such a weird old house alone. Call me a coward, but I was frightened to death by a beam of fire.

I am a little pineapple: but I feel like I can’t find a clue here. I still have to see the person in person to know what’s going on.

After saying this, Tang Sanmu also nodded: "That's right, friend Qi, we need to see the patient in person."

There was no nervousness on Ping Ping's face, but rather a mysterious look. He asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure you are really ready? My friend is very scary."

"My live broadcast room exists just for this moment." Tang Sanmu said calmly.

He stood up flatly, but the flames behind him continued and tilted severely in a certain direction, as if they had been blown by the wind.

But this house had been empty for a long time, so the doors and windows were naturally closed, and Ping Ping also closed the door when he came in just now.

Why is it tilting?

Of course, no one noticed such details, all focused on Ping Ping.

Watching him slowly walk downstairs, and then hailed a car outside.

At this time, someone in the live broadcast room said:

"Let me go and take a look at this street. Isn't it our community that Ping Pingqiyou is talking about?"

"Are you from the Zhongle Community in Xuanwu City? I am also from the Zhongle Community. During this time, I can always hear particularly shrill cats meowing at night."

"Me too. I feel like I'm in the building on the edge. I always thought it was a cat meowing. Could it be..."

Some people were talking in the live broadcast room, and the atmosphere became tense. After the car stopped, it turned out to be the Zhongle Community that the fans called it.

Arriving below a building, one can hear from here, bursts of shrill screams that seem to penetrate the heaven and earth. Even in houses, they seem to penetrate other people's eardrums and shock people's spirits.

At this moment, everyone had goosebumps all over their bodies. They had never heard such a strange sound. It seemed like a cat meowing, but it was not.

There is horror in the gloom, and the lingering sound beyond the horror is like bursts of children crying.

The whole building was lit with lights, and everyone seemed frightened by the sound and couldn't sleep.

Hearing this voice, Tang Sanmu finally understood why they could no longer live in the previous community.

Listening to this sound, I won't be able to live here for long.

Even if you live in a village, you will be ostracized as long as there are people nearby.

The sound was so loud that no one could stand it.

Pingping held the mobile phone in his hand, looked up at the stairs, and asked calmly: "Master Tang, did you hear it? Do you think this sound can be solved?"

"As I said before, friend Qi, how can I make a judgment without seeing the person?

Now that you're here, take us up there and have a look whether it's possible or not."

Pingping nodded and walked to the elevator, which happened to be on the first floor.

Two middle-aged men came down from the top, frowning and cursing: "Whose cat is this? Sooner or later, he will kill it."

"The screaming in the middle of the night is like a child crying. It's not scary. It's not the first day like this. I'm really speechless!"

The two of them spoke angrily and walked away into the distance. They looked at them flatly and smiled lightly: "Sure enough, the neighbors here can't stand it anymore.

It seems like the nuisance is really serious."

The elevator went straight up to the thirteenth floor. Two people stood at the door of the house on the thirteenth floor.

Knocking on the door desperately, shouting: "Is anyone at home? Open the door quickly! What's screaming in your house is so heartbreaking, get it out of here quickly, or I'll call the police!"

However, there was no response to such a cry. Apart from the clear screams, there was no other sound in the room.

The woman spat on the ground, turned around and saw Pingping: "Are you from this family?"

Ping Ping shook his head.

"Then you must have come to see their house, right? Oh, it's really annoying. It's really a crime to have such people as neighbors in the building!" the woman said, shaking her head and sighing.

Ping Ping smiled and responded helplessly: "Yes, it really makes me sleepless at night."

He is very smart and knows that he must put himself in the position of a stranger at this time.

Otherwise, I will definitely be dragged by the woman in front of me.

After the two said a few words, the woman waved her hand and said, "I don't know if this family is really not at home or if they are pretending to be dead in the house.

I'm so speechless. I've come here several times, but nothing happened.

You give it a try, I wish you good luck, but of course, don’t have high hopes.”

After saying that, he yawned and left. He looked obviously very tired, but the shrill voice made it impossible to sleep.

After the woman walked away, Pingping knocked on the door and muttered in a low voice: "Uncle and aunt, please open the door, it's me."

But there was no response to his shouts, and he didn't dare to speak too loudly, otherwise it would be another problem if someone heard him upstairs, downstairs, or next door.

Tang Sanmu frowned, there was something wrong with being so quiet.

Just now he studied his plain face and it looked very ordinary.

From the perspective of the psychic treasure, most things are consistent with what he said.

It is indeed an ordinary life, just like most people.

"Friend Qi, if you can't help it, just force it in. There are only screams in this room now. I'm afraid something will happen inside."

Hearing what Tang Sanmu said, Pingping quickly nodded, rummaged through his pocket and found a key.

Take a deep breath, look around, make sure no one is watching, and then carefully open the door.

After entering the house, he smiled at the camera and said: "I often came to visit this friend before. His parents treated me as one of their own and gave me a key so that I could come in and take a look when I have nothing to do."

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But this is the first time I use a key to open the door, and it always feels inappropriate."

As he spoke, he cautiously raised his head and looked around.

This house looks very simple, without too complicated decoration. Just like the old house just now, there is a reinforced door.

Moreover, the water and electricity in the house have obviously been renovated and should be in the safest condition.

Just when the eyes of the equipment friends were following the movement of the camera, suddenly, there was a banging sound.

The shrill screams never stopped and really came from the room.

But now, the banging sound was accompanied by the crunching sound, making everyone hold their breath.

Hearing such a sound, everyone felt as if a sleeping devil was about to come out of its cage.

The friction sound was the sound of nails scratching the wall and door panels. Just as Ping Ping said, the people inside were going crazy.

Heavy breathing, trembling door panels, and dust falling from the walls.

People have always been afraid of silence, because silence represents death.

But now, people are even more afraid of this ferocious sound.

The nails were still scratching on the wall like this, and one could feel their sharpness and terror.

What if these nails scratched people's bodies? What would it be like?

Some device friends thought of this and even dared not look directly at the screen anymore. They took the phone aside and glanced at it from the corner of their eyes from time to time.

But Pingping didn't feel any nervousness, and even comforted him easily: "Dear friends, don't be afraid, this kind of thing is no longer strange.

This door is very strong. If you can't get out, even if you do get out, it's still separated by a screen, right?"

After Pingping finished speaking, he craned his neck and looked around, trying to find the host and hostess of the house.

"It's strange. This couple didn't dare to go out at night before. What's wrong today? They're not at home." Ping Ping frowned and muttered.

Just as he was chanting in his mouth, there was a sudden creak, the window opened, a gust of wind blew, and the kitchen door opened.

It was pitch dark there, but there seemed to be two figures sitting upright.

Ping Ping took a deep breath. Those two people, said to be alive, looked lifeless, sitting there motionless.

Could it be that the house leaked and it rained all night, and other things were attracted to the ordinary friends in the house?

Ping Ping sneered: "If we really attract other things, it would be really convenient. Master Tang can kill them all at once.

Lest these things harm other people!"

After finishing speaking, he slowly walked towards the two figures.

Walking to the kitchen door, I heard heavy breathing.

Tang Sanmu felt that Ping Ping seemed to have an entertainment mentality from beginning to end. Even if he seemed to be a little nervous in the middle, it was just for fun.

It's an expression and fictitious nervousness created to suit the situation.
Chapter completed!