"You can't look at that guy or listen to that guy's voice. It will make me lose my mind. You must remember it!"

This seems to be very crucial information.

If there was anything the original owner left behind that was most useful, perhaps it would be the last sentence in this book.

Can't even see or hear...

It makes people lose their minds.

Chino doesn't need to slowly figure out what "reason" means. No matter what, it's a bad thing, perhaps no different from death.

The focus is on seeing and listening...

It's not that Qianye has never been exposed to such a setting. He had personally experienced things that existed on the edge of the rules as early as the "Yandere Girl Boss".

If I want to give a specific explanation, Qianye has always felt that this is very similar to something that became popular some time ago.

Old God.

In the worldview with the "Old Gods", human beings are always at the bottom of the food chain, and even if they are just alive, they are considered lucky enough.

Perhaps it was this kind of struggle for survival that aroused the interest of humans who were accustomed to living a comfortable life in reality, so during that period of time, Qianye saw many stories with this background.

Novel, short story serial...

Even short plays or dialogue novels are full of this setting.

With the first person to taste the sweetness, it seems that some people will want to follow suit and share the cake. This also led to the emergence of many "Old God" settings with no quality at all in the middle and later periods of that period.

story.

Even if the author doesn't even understand what the "Old Gods" are, he dares to fill in this already hopeless worldview on the Internet.

Aesthetics can be tiring...

At first, Qianye also thought this kind of thing was quite interesting. It was not that he had never thought about writing about it, and he also read a lot of information for this purpose.

Can be in the middle and late stages.

Perhaps because he had read too many rubbish stories written with this setting, his enthusiasm for the "old gods" gradually dissipated, and he even felt a bit disgusted by the end.

What I mean is, I get annoyed when I see it...

This is why when Qianye saw the last sentence left in the notebook, the first thing that came to his mind was about the "old gods".

There is no way, he has checked too much information before.

I also know a little bit about this kind of thing, so naturally I thought of it here.

"Don't worry about anything else."

"Assuming that the background of this world is really set by the old gods, then based on the traditional setting, when people face that thing, there should be no room for resistance."

"Whether you live or die, it most likely depends on your luck."

"As long as we meet each other, it is basically impossible to leave alive..."

For Chino, if this is really the setting, it would be much more difficult.

There is no room for confrontation, which proves that everything can only be hidden in front of that thing, and you must ensure that you will never encounter that thing.

The safe house is quite safe.

At least judging from the information obtained so far, there should be no ghosts that can get into it.

Thus.

Then Qianye is not in danger for the time being...

But this is temporary after all.

Before he was so hungry that it affected his normal actions, he had to expand the current situation. At least he had to try to leave this safe house and see if he could find something to fill his stomach outside.

Qianye regretted it a little.

He didn't have the habit of carrying a large dark green bag this time. If he had prepared supplies before entering the world of terror like before, then time wouldn't be so tight now.

"It was a bit hasty after all."

Qianye let out a heavy breath.

Closing the book and putting it back under the mattress, he began to think about how to test and prove that the thing was attracted because of the "sound".

The crude wooden house could not provide him with much help.

There are no products such as timer alarm clocks, so this means that in order to make a loud sound, Qianye can only do it himself.

Think about it.

He finally stopped at the only wooden table in the room.

Due to time constraints, the wooden table had already become rotten due to moisture. Qianye knew that the table legs and other things could easily be chopped off with an ax without even thinking about it.

He quickly constructed a simple plan in his mind. Although it was a bit crude, it was the only thing he could think of at the moment.

Without too much hesitation...

Qianye took the bloody ax back into his hand and placed the wooden table not far away at a position he thought was appropriate. After looking at the right place, he lifted the ax and smashed it down with a single blow!

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the table legs were chopped off by Qianye.

He was now in a so-called safe house, so he didn't have to worry about any problems with this approach. There was no need to cover up the sound or anything like that.

The two table legs were split off in a decent manner. In order to stabilize the poor innocent wooden table, Qianye slightly turned it around so that the broken legs were leaning against the wall.

Then I grabbed the iron bucket placed in the corner to hold the tools, and basically all the preparations were done.

Inside the wooden house.

There is a ventilation opening above the window, and there is no problem in accommodating the two broken wooden table legs.

After careful observation, he found that his idea could indeed be implemented, Qianye held the broken wooden table legs with two hands, and then stretched out towards the window...

"I hope this kind of sound can also be effective, rather than having to be a sound made by a living thing."

Qianye prayed slightly in his heart.

He took a deep breath, then moved his hands, manipulating the two wooden legs sticking out of the window to knock outside.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

To be honest, the sound made by the table legs knocking against each other is not very pleasant. It makes people feel inexplicably uncomfortable and subconsciously wants the noise to stop.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! While mastering the rhythm of percussion, Qianye did not relax his vigilance and immediately increased his perception of weird abilities.

All-round, not sparing any corner of the surrounding area.

Waiting and waiting...

"If the speculation is correct, then that thing should be attracted by the sound."

"The wooden legs are sticking out of the window, and the sound source is also outside the window."

"While it can ensure my safety, it can also attract people..."

Qianye's mood never relaxed.

The woman's behavior when she disappeared seemed to be vivid in his mind. He carefully recalled the terrifying aura he felt before, and was catching it one by one to see if the woman might appear again.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

The pounding continues.

Almost half a minute had passed since the first knocking sound.

Estimating the passage of time, Qianye felt that the thing should be coming soon. After all, the time between when the woman screamed and when she was taken away was about this time.

"coming!"

Suddenly, a familiar terrifying aura suddenly appeared!

Just like last time, it approached Qianye at an extremely fast speed, and its aura became thicker and thicker. While Qianye was slightly nervous, he did not stop tapping the wooden sticks.

The guess is correct.

What can attract that thing is indeed "sound".

Getting closer.

The whole process probably only takes a few seconds.

Just when Qianye was trying his best to capture the position of the thing, he suddenly felt the table legs in his hands loosen, and the two table legs that were sticking out of the window were snatched away by someone outside!

Chichi!

It sounded like a table leg being bitten off.

Fortunately, Qianye didn't hold the table leg with too much force. He had already expected that this would happen, so whether it was the position or the tightness of the table leg, Qianye had almost prevented it.

dangers that may occur.

"Just took it?"
To be continued...