The next moment, Huangye Zonglian appeared on the ground floor of Xiaochuan Apartment. It was surrounded by numerous pipes. Only the iron plates placed in the center of the room were lit, and the red-hot iron plates shone on the magician's laboratory.

Bang-

His body fell to the ground, completely losing his physiological function, and he didn't move at all, just like other dolls in this room.

The brand new Huangye Zonglian pushed open the metal warehouse and stood up, movting her arms, as if she was familiar with the new body, but soon he calmed down and stood here quietly, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

The reason why the two rituals cut off the vortex of the dead line but did not kill Huang Ye Zonglian was very simple, that is, she did not cut off the dead line of Huang Ye Zonglian's body. No matter how much these active bodies were destroyed, they would not fundamentally hurt him.

The real Huangye Zonglian is this building called Ogawa Apartment. He integrated himself with this building to form the most hidden barrier.

Whether it is a wall or a floor, the common sense that a building should have is useless to Huang Ye himself, because he can exist anywhere in the apartment and capture any space. This is a different world called Huang Ye Zonglian, and as long as he is within this range, he can move anywhere in an instant.

So the moment he stepped into Ogawa Apartment on the 2nd ceremony, he already felt it, and at the same time he felt the location of the "chess piece".

He lifted his control over Shinba, and the glory returned to Shinba's eyes. His body couldn't help but tremble. The short knife that was stuck to the blood that had not yet dried fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, echoing continuously in this sealed dark room.

"I... I actually stabbed Liangyi..."

The voice of the shiba trembled, staring at his hands, then shook his head suddenly and looked in the direction of Huangye Zonglian.

"No, it's all you... it's all you!"

Although he was controlled by Huang Ye Zonglian, he was still intellectual, but he was completely unable to control his body, just like watching a movie.

——Although for him it is undoubtedly a horror movie.

Huangye Zonglian didn't say anything, but just stood there silently, like a withered figure.

After Shitiaoba recovered from his panic, he looked around. If he really existed, it must exist in front of him.

The iron plate in the center of the room was burned red, and water would be sprinkled regularly on the iron plate, while the water turned into steam and disappeared on the ceiling of the room.

There are several layers of pipes on the ceiling. After the pipes suck in steam, they will send air-like things along the walls to the surrounding pots.

Those glass pots are exactly the size of a human head, and there seems to be something soaked in it. They look like the human brain, suspended in the middle of a transparent solution, like some kind of abstract jellyfish.

A long pipe stretched out from under the pot, spreading along the floor to the walls, and finally penetrated the ceiling and reached the building above.

His eyes swept over the jars with the names of residents written on them. Finally, his eyes stopped and landed on an empty jar, and the nameplate on the jars clearly stated the words "王大发".

"So am I alive or have already died now."

He murmured to himself, recalling the body he saw in the room, Shitiaoba became confused, and those nightmarish scenes once again appeared in front of him. No matter how he escaped, these memories would catch up with him.

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Suddenly there was a shadow covering him.

Yanzhaoba raised his head and looked at the distressed Huang Ye Zonglian standing in front of him. He stretched out his hand from under his clothes, grabbed his head, and then lifted it up.

This hand was like a vise and could not break free. As he slowly exerted force, he felt that his head was about to be pinched.

Yantiaoba couldn't help but struggle, but his fist fell on Huang Ye Zonglian had no effect at all. Even scratching the itchy body was not as good as it was. It was just a meaningless struggle before his death.

Suddenly accompanied by a subtle metal collision, a silver light broke into his vision.

It was a small key because his vigorous activity slid out of his pocket of clothes. However, Yanzhaoba no longer remembers which door the key opened. Whenever he wanted to throw it away, his body's instinct would block himself.

………

“

This is the key to the house, be careful not to throw it away! Because Ba is also a boy, you should use that to protect your mother."

A familiar voice appeared in his mind. Who was saying what, but the voice was so familiar but so strange that no matter how he recalled it, he could not recall it.

"Can you use a key to protect it?"

………

His head was about to explode, and there was darkness in front of Yan Tiaoba's eyes. He felt as if he was walking in a dark forest. These sounds guided him in the direction and prevented him from getting lost in it.

A light suddenly appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace. The light was so warm that it was as reassuring as if it was back in his mother's body.

Yanzhaoba strolled in the light and finally came to the outside of a courtyard. It was a very small courtyard. The house looked dilapidated, but it can be seen that the owner of the house had carefully repaired it. Flowers and plants were planted in the small courtyard, which added a little vitality and vitality.

He saw a man sitting in the courtyard, holding a kettle and watering him, while saying something to the weak child with red hair beside him. The smile on his face was as warm and soft as the light, stroking the child's head.

"Yes, the key is an important item to protect the family. Not only can it lock the doors and windows, but it doesn't matter if the father and mother are not around. The key is a proof of the family."

The red-haired child was still young and could not understand his father's words, but later he stumbled on the key in his hand.

"Well, I know Dad, I will definitely keep it well. I will protect the family. Even if there is only one, it doesn't matter. I am a man."

"Ba is not alone."

The beautiful woman walked out, and she was still wearing an apron on her body, as if she was just cooking.

"Don't worry, dad and mom will always be by your side to protect you."

Looking at the happy smile on their faces, Yan Tiaoba was stunned. He stood outside the courtyard, and at some point he was already in tears.

Yes, I remember this courtyard myself, how could I forget it?

A gentle and kind mother, a father worthy of boasting, and parents who put their children's growth first, live a tight but happy life.

Yantiaoba suddenly remembered that this was his childhood, this was where he lived before he was eight years old, and he had such a happy life.
Chapter completed!