Huai You shouted loudly. At this time, he had already discovered that the thing behind him had arrived in front of him in an instant.
To be precise, behind the scenes.
But Huaiyou is obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp. How could he let this thing come so close to him?
Even thinking about it with my buttocks, I know that this thing is dangerous.
So at this moment, Huaiyou rushed forward instantly, speeding up.
The mask on the head seems to be emitting a hint of coolness along with the changes in the surrounding environment.
This change made De Huaiyou's brain wake up a lot.
"Fuck you!"
While running downstairs, Huaiyou clearly saw the clothes drying rod at the corner that seemed to be used to line clothes.
It's too late, but it's too soon.
Huaiyou reacted almost instantly, rushed forward, picked up the clothes drying pole, rounded it up and smashed it towards the back.
Immediately, a clear feeling came.
This is the feeling of being hit by flesh and blood.
Huaiyou's palms felt stinging at this moment, which was a counter-shock force that was too strong.
"Click."
Unsurprisingly, Huaiyou's hand strength was quite strong. After smashing it, the clothes drying pole couldn't withstand such a large force and broke directly.
But this time, of course, it had an obvious effect.
I felt the white shadow assassin rushing behind me stopped for a moment, emitting a strong smell of corpse.
Finally, there was a clear ticking sound, and green-black corpse water dripped onto the ground.
Huaiyou subconsciously turned around to take a look.
But it was horrifying to find that the pause of this thing only lasted for a moment.
He was still approaching quickly.
But at this time, although the stick in Huaiyou's hand was broken, his body was still intact...
As a result, he turned his whole body back and this time rounded it out as well.
But this time it's the legs.
He turned around and kicked him.
There is no other way around this.
Likewise, this kick was a solid kick.
However, Huaiyou soon regretted that he kicked her hard.
Although his powerful kick caused the body covered by white cloth in front of him to fall to the ground with a thud, and it seemed that he had temporarily lost the ability to move.
But the same kick also caused most of the white corpse to explode, and the green-black liquid directly soaked Huaiyou's trouser legs.
However, Huaiyou suppressed his nausea and seized the opportunity at this moment to run down the first floor smoothly.
Immediately the surroundings returned to calm.
The sound of footsteps and running also disappeared at this moment.
It was as if the first floor was a barrier. If Huaiyou ran down smoothly, this kind of thing would have disappeared.
Huaiyou gasped for air in the hall.
But I am thinking in my heart.
"Damn...it seems that the second floor here is forbidden to go to. There are too many of those things, but luckily they didn't follow them."
Huaiyou looked at the location of the stairs with lingering fear.
There was plenty of light there, and the electricity had been restored long ago.
But Huaiyou turned around again and looked at the surrounding environment on the first floor.
Huaiyou's whole body inevitably stiffened again.
"Don't play like this...can't you give me a buffer time?"
Huaiyou held the broken half of the clothes drying pole tightly in his hand and wanted to walk out as if nothing happened.
However, even if he tried his best to show this indifferent attitude, as if it had nothing to do with it, those things didn't seem to want to let him go just like that.
Or to be precise, those things were actually targeting him from the beginning.
It turns out that when I turned my head to look this way at the beginning, the door was on the side.
One foot stretched out, only half of the sole was exposed, but Huaiyou was very sure that it was a child's foot at a glance.
And although the foot was small, it was filled with a deathly white-green color, as if it had been soaked in water and then rubbed in grass.
Or to be precise, it's like it's almost in a state of decay...
Huaiyou wanted to pretend not to see it at first.
After all, this thing was outside, and he had no intention of coming in. But when he walked around, out of the corner of his eye, he unexpectedly found it in the corner next to the tables in the small restaurant behind him.
There are actually legs like this sticking out.
Even further away in the darkness, there are the same little feet.
"No way... It doesn't matter if there are more than 10 at the top, but why does it look like there are so many at the bottom?"
Huaiyou couldn't help but think of the child he saw at the beginning...
"Is there more than one of these things?"
However, at this moment, Huaiyou suddenly saw something extra on the wall from the corner of his eye.
The whole person was stunned for a moment, then slowly walked over and took a cautious look.
He was pretty sure that he never had this thing when he was on the first floor.
The wall must be clean at first.
Keenly, he sensed that the extra thing might be some kind of reminder.
Soon, Huaiyou subconsciously approached this place.
I found that it was actually a wall full of densely packed records.
This definitely came out of the blue.
And it seemed that when I came here from a distance, this thing was still increasing, and it wasn't until I stood in front of this wall that this thing stopped its momentum.
Moreover, Huaiyou turned around and saw that the child's feet that he had hidden in the corner suddenly disappeared at this time.
It was like they were hiding.
"What's going on...did you find that I saw this thing in front of you? Are you afraid?"
There are paintings, text, and even newspapers on this record.
Most of the paintings and text were drawn on scrap paper, and the newspaper looked a bit old.
But without exception, they are all recording something "strange".
"There is a ghost outside." The font on the first line is crooked.
Huaiyou looked at the fonts on the first piece of paper at this moment.
Suddenly, a weird feeling came over my heart.
"Why does this... word look a bit like it was written by a child?"
Yes, the font on this piece of paper looks crooked, and there are even typos in the short font.
It's that ghost word.
There is one horizontal line missing in the word ghost.
Huaiyou next looked at the other one.
The content on this piece of paper is a painting full of childlike innocence, with a line of words below the painting.
The content of the conversation seems to be that of a family of three.
Two adults are holding a child, the father is on the left and the mother is on the right. In the middle is a cute smiling child.
Although the brushwork is childish, it clearly expresses the central idea. It is obvious that this is a child's painting level.
Estimated age is 10 years old or even younger.
However, although this seemingly warm picture contains a disharmonious character, it was still drawn.
That was a dark figure standing behind the family of three.
The face of this black figure is black, but the eyes are red.
Although he was not obvious, Huaiyou still noticed him.
"What is this? Could it be that the child who painted this picture saw this thing accidentally?"
Huaiyou looked past this one and stopped thinking about it. On the contrary, he became somewhat interested in the others.
Pictures 1 and 2 reveal such information.
So what happens next can actually be roughly imagined.
And just as Huaiyou was thinking, the contents on these walls became weirder the further down you looked.
The most obvious or eye-catching thing in the back is the pictures.
There is a picture surrounded by chaotic lines.
But in the middle of the painting, there is a red door. The style of the door looks very normal, it is the kind of wooden door that is common in households.
But this simple painting made Huaiyou feel a little strange, because this painting did not show anything else.
But as time went by, the more Huaiyou looked at the twisted and disordered lines, the more he felt that the lines looked like tentacles.
And there seemed to be something hidden behind that door, but it just didn't show up.
Now I think about it again, but these are really drawn by a child, so how could a child draw such a red door inexplicably?
And this door is red.
If you are painting a family of three, animals, landscapes, or even a house, it would all feel normal, but if you draw a door like this, something is wrong.
Because there is no red door here.
So does this mean that he has seen such a door before?
Then where did you see this?
Huaiyou's eyelids twitched and he continued to look down.
The pictures below near the corner are indeed still using a childlike brushwork to outline one picture after another.
One painting shows a house, and next to it is a little boy wearing a Superman costume and cape, who looks like he is flying freely in the sky.
The other painting shows a boy lying motionless on the bed, seemingly asleep, but there are many hands around him, constantly approaching.
There are the same words in this line below.
"I dreamed that I was flying, and then I dreamed that I fell asleep, but when I fell asleep, I didn't seem to wake up again, and I ended up in a strange place."
Huaiyou observed carefully and found that as the distance increased and the number of observations he made increased, the papers posted on the wall actually followed a certain sequence of time.
These are words and pictures, which are like records. The further back, the closer the time is.
The most obvious thing is the painting above. The farther back, the brighter the colors.