"Ah..." Xiaoyin quickly reacted, "What did I say? I just didn't lock the door..."
Xiaolan herself didn't expect it to be opened so easily. She still grabbed the handle and looked back at the Taoist priest.
"Do you want... to open it?"
"Let me drive it, Xiaolan," the Taoist priest stood next to Xiaolan, took her place, held the door handle, turned back to Xiaolan, and said to everyone, "It may taste a little bad, everyone.
Be mentally prepared.”
One sentence brought several people back to reality. What is about to be opened now is probably a door leading to the murder scene.
Xiaolan had never seen this kind of formation before. She didn't know what to do, so she could only grab the corner of the Taoist priest's clothes and quietly peek her head in to see.
The Taoist priest nodded, turned around and twisted the handle harder, and then slowly pushed it away.
"squeak--"
The door made a loud noise, as if it hadn't been opened for several years, and the touch in the hand was raw and rough.
The door opened a crack, and the darkness inside appeared in front of everyone.
At the same time, a strong and disgusting smell of blood poured out from the door, pouring straight into the nostrils of several people.
The smell of blood had fermented over time and in a closed space, becoming thick and strong, mixed with fear and violence, and enveloped them instantly.
"Oh my god," Xiaoyin quickly pinched her nose, "The smell of blood is too strong...Did both people die in it?"
"Everyone else, if you look for a mask, the smell inside will only get worse."
The Taoist opened the door wider, and the stronger smell of blood wafted out. The smell in the room seemed to thin out with the flow of gas.
"We'll go in again when the smell is lighter."
Xiaolan raised her head and looked at the Taoist priest. This smell did not bring her severe pain, and it was not even as depressing as the warehouse.
I looked at the open door, but it was also dark and I couldn't see anything clearly.
"Just go in," the little fool pinched his nose and said angrily, "I have to go to the ancestral hall tonight. It's too late to do anything."
The others also responded with a "hmm" and looked at the Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest put up his flashlight and shined it into the dark room. The beam seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness for a moment and could only illuminate a vague shadow.
"Then let's go, remember not to turn on the lights, just use a flashlight."
After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he stepped forward and went in first.
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Hold your breath.
The room seemed to be a separated space that had nothing to do with the flow of time in the world. Even the air seemed to be still.
The silence here was disturbed by the breathing and footsteps of a group of people.
Xiaolan stopped following the Taoist priest and looked around with a flashlight.
The space in the house is not large. There is a kitchen right at the door. The kitchen utensils on the table are relatively clean and tidy. The pots and pans in the corner are empty. It seems that the owner may not have cooked for a long time before the accident.
Others had already opened the door on the right side of the kitchen. Xiaolan took a glance and saw that it seemed to be the living room. There was a door in the living room leading to another room.
There was also a small room at the end of the kitchen, and the door was tightly closed. Xiaolan was hesitating whether to go to the living room to take a look first or stay in the kitchen to get a clearer picture, but suddenly she felt a strange touch on the soles of her feet.
Something was sticky, as if I stepped into some kind of liquid.
Xiaolan thought and shined the flashlight downwards.
There was indeed a pool of something dripping on the ground, which was turned into black and white by the too pale light of the flashlight, but it could be vaguely seen that it was a pool of something very dark, and it was definitely not just water.
Xiaolan leaned down, and everyone else basically entered the living room. Only Xiaolan stood at the door of the kitchen, dipped a little of the liquid at his feet with his fingers, and handed it to his nose.
The familiar and strong smell of blood hit his face.
Xiaolan looked in the direction of the liquid flow and stopped in front of the door, wondering whether she should open it.
The blood is flowing out from behind the door. There must be something behind the door, waiting for you to face it.
"I'll do it, Xiaolan."
A voice suddenly sounded from behind. Xiaolan was startled. When she turned around, she found the Taoist priest also found blood stains. He was standing behind her, ready to take that step on her behalf.
Xiaolan moved her position out of the way and hid behind the Taoist Priest again.
"Did you find anything?"
Xiaoyin's deliberately lowered voice suddenly sounded from behind Xiaolan. Xiaolan was startled and jumped up. The Taoist priest also shivered.
Seeing their reactions, Xiaoyin pursed her lips and smiled, looking at them with an indescribable mysterious look.
"You must be scared."
"There is blood on the ground," the Taoist leader cleared his throat and went straight to the point, "it is flowing from this door. We are going to go in and take a look. Xiaoyin, go and ask them to come together..."
As the Taoist Master spoke, he walked up to Xiaoyin and raised his hand in the direction of the living room. Xiaolan couldn't see the Taoist Master's expression, but felt that the Taoist Master's tone suddenly became a little stiff.
Xiaoyin looked at Xiaolan, with an imperceptible smile in her eyes.
"What are you talking about? The person has been dead for several days, why is he still bleeding?"
Inexplicably, Xiaolan felt a little defensive.
What is she laughing at?
Taking advantage of the situation, the Taoist priest raised his arms, held his chin in a thinking posture, and blocked Xiaoyin's eyes from looking at Xiaolan.
"I'm curious too," the Taoist priest frowned, "This place is weird. Xiaoyin, go call them and confirm the situation there."
The Taoist Master's tone was very anxious, and Xiangbi's expression at this time was also the same.
Xiaoyin gave the Taoist leader a meaningful look, said nothing, turned around, opened the door to the living room, and went in.
"Taoist Master, it seems..."
"There is a problem." The Taoist priest watched Xiaoyin walk into the living room, closed the door, turned around and grabbed Xiaolan's hand, "Let's leave quickly."
"Where to go?..." Before Xiaolan could react, she was pulled towards the door by the Taoist Priest.
Although she didn't understand what was happening at all, the feeling that something was wrong also lingered around Xiaolan. She didn't resist and ran towards the door with the Taoist priest.
Does it seem like Xiaoyin is really weird?
Suddenly, the Taoist priest's footsteps stopped. Xiaolan jumped forward due to inertia and saw everything blocked by the Taoist priest.
Something seems different here.
The Taoist priest was stunned, and his whole figure seemed to be frozen, but he still held Xiaolan's hand.
Following the Taoist priest's gaze, the moonlight filtered in from the small window on the dirty wall, illuminating the small area at the door.
Well...the door...
Wait...the door?!...
Xiaolan's eyes widened, and she looked at the Taoist leader helplessly, who also had a solemn look on his face.
We just came in from here, Xiaolan tried to remember.
But what about the door?
The door of the house disappeared in this short period of time.