A few days passed, and Xiao Fan went to that villa again. That building buried deep in the dense forest, that villa in the wilderness.
He was still driving his Ford Focus, which had been around for several years, in a decent dark black color; he was still following the route in his memory, tentatively entering the forest, and winding past the indentations that were obviously left by the last time.
The track, a small black car, seemed to be suddenly submerged into the bottomless sea. There were no human sounds, no animal sounds, no wolf howls, and no frightened birds. Except for silence, it was still silence. At this moment
Even the sound of the engine seemed to be submerged, covered up, and absorbed by something inexplicable.
This silent and terrifying forest beast seems to have swallowed you up completely.
Finally, he successfully parked the car in front of the villa and turned off the engine. When he got out of the car, there was still the same unique air and atmosphere, but last time a group of people came over, but this time he came alone.
. Undoubtedly, when he stood in this dark secret place of the forest, when he stood in front of this unknown building, Xiao Fan felt a faint fear for the first time, coming alone to this wild wilderness.
Only he, Xiao Fan, can do the weird things.
However, now that others have stood in front of you, there is no way to back out. Just make peace with it as it comes, and let everything unfold according to fate.
In fact, he subconsciously hoped that something would happen, and he was going to stay here tonight. He had brought all his facilities and belongings over. Xiao Fan took out a cyan backpack from the trunk.
The front door of the villa is still overgrown with grass.
As usual, the door of the villa was unlocked. Xiao Fan gently turned the handle, and the door creaked open. When he entered the house, there were almost no changes, and it was exactly the same as before he left last time. This also indirectly proved that this house
No one has been here since then. But I can't be too sure.
Xiao Fan put the bag on the floor and took out a few white candles from it. After lighting them one by one, the room became a little brighter.
The windows were closed, and there were tall grass growing outside the windows.
Although the air in the house was not very good, Xiao Fan did not want to open the window.
Xiao Fan then took out mineral water, a flashlight, a few bags of instant food, and a mobile phone from his backpack.
Xiao Fan opened the music player on his mobile phone and began to play the downloaded songs in a loop.
The first song is "In Love ~ Journey of Heaven, Earth and People" by Miyamoto Siri. The crisp music flows in the space and seems to eliminate some worries and uneasiness.
When he woke up the next morning, the weak sunlight shone through the window. It turned out that nothing happened all night last night. The music was played in a loop over and over again. He fell into a drowsy sleep. Even if something happened or someone came,
He doesn't even know.
Moreover, he really had no idea about last night's memory, as if his memory had been wiped clean.
It hurts!
Xiao Fan shook his head and asked, "What's going on? It's just a nap, but why does my brain hurt so much? It feels like... like a hangover, but it's a little different from that."
It's extremely strange.
Could it be that the lack of air circulation here caused the chest cavity to be sluggish? This led to slight damage to the cerebral blood vessels?
Thinking about it this way, Xiao Fan felt that it made sense.
I have no choice but to pack my bags and go home, since I have nothing to gain.
Xiao Fan stood up and started packing his things.
I only drank a few sips of the mineral water, the candles had long since burned out, leaving only the candle holders, and the instant food I brought was untouched and unopened.
It was daytime now. Although the light was not as bright as the outside world, it was at least much better than at night. Xiao Fan suddenly thought of something and decided to go to the corridor on the second floor to take a look. Driven by an almost primitive power
Holding him, he instinctively climbed up the creaking wooden stairs.
The scene during the day is indeed different from that at night. There are still those few oil paintings hanging in the long corridor, medieval style paintings. Bearded noble men, neatly dressed knights, and plump women. Everything is different.
The night was so strange and strange. Xiao Fan went straight to the window and looked down like that night. The barren weeds approached the wall. There was nothing else.
Xiao Fan walked to the door with his luggage.
No matter how he probed, there was no result at all. Xiao Fan was a little dejected. After all, he was not the protagonist in a real detective novel and had no extraordinary ability to detect the truth in the world. He was just a mortal, like most people.
However, when Xiao Fan decided to close the door forever, he suddenly turned back. He bent down and picked up something on the ground, a green earring.
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"Help...save...save me..."
"What's wrong with you?! Where are you?"
"Uh...ahem...ah...help...help..."
"What's wrong with you? Tell me where you are and I'll go rescue you right away!"