Xiaolan began to doubt her eyes, so she rubbed them hard, but the picture was still the same.
"Taoist Master...here...there is a door, right..." Xiaolan doubted her memory again and pointed to the place where the door was supposed to be but now turned into a wall.
The Taoist priest trembled slightly and held Xiaolan's hand tightly.
"Oops, Xiaolan," the Taoist priest stared at that place for a long time before turning his attention to Xiaolan, "We have entered the 'realm'..."
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"Sister Pineapple!"
Pineapple was rummaging through drawers for clues in the bookcase in the living room when a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind him. Pineapple turned around and scanned the little girl's pale face with his flashlight. Xiaolan in front of him showed a slightly weird smile.
"Sister Pineapple, have you found any clues?"
"Xiaolan..." Pineapple breathed a sigh of relief and looked up and down at the grinning Xiaolan, "Where have you been? You disappeared as soon as you entered the door. Maple Sugar and I called for a long time and no one answered."
"Hehehe..." Xiaolan smiled even more exaggeratedly, grinning and baring her teeth, looking abnormally twisted, "We are right here, can't you find us?"
Pineapple stopped talking and took a few steps back unconsciously. Xiaolan's smile frightened her and sent chills down her spine.
"Xiaolan?" Fengtang turned around and happened to see Xiaolan standing in front of his girlfriend, "You came just in time, I found this..."
After saying that, he walked towards the two of them, holding something in his hand.
Pineapple looked at Maple Sugar, who was getting closer, with a stiff expression, and then looked down at Xiaolan, who was standing upright in front of him.
"Maple sugar..." Pineapple's call came out from between his teeth.
Xiaolan still stared at her motionless. Pineapple didn't dare to shine the flashlight directly on Xiaolan's face. Under the faint light, Xiaolan looked like a statue, and his dark eyes stared at her like a bottomless black hole.
"What's wrong?" Maple Sugar walked over, turned to look at Xiaolan, and then at Pineapple, "What are you asking me to do? Xiaolan, why are you laughing?"
Xiaolan's eyes shifted to Maple Sugar, and the feeling of falling into an ice cave finally disappeared, and Pineapple felt that she suddenly had consciousness.
"Did I laugh?"
Xiaolan's voice was very low and unreal, lingering in her ears as if coming from a distance.
"You're grinning from ear to ear." Maple Sugar was not affected by the cold aura exuding from Xiaolan's body at all. Instead, he leaned over curiously, "Did you and Taoist Master find some clues to smile like this?"
happy."
You call this happiness?
Pineapple looked at Maple Sugar helplessly.
Maple Sugar's arrival was like a hand, gradually pulling the pineapple out of the swamp under Xiaolan's eyes. The pineapple could move and the cold sweat no longer broke out on his back.
"Maple Sugar..." Pineapple stretched out his arm and grabbed Maple Sugar's little finger.
"Huh?" Maple Sugar turned around, only to find that his girlfriend was already pale and sweating profusely, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Otherwise, let's go out first..."
"Are you going out?" Xiaolan spoke again, her smile fading a bit, "Take me out with you..."
"Come on, let's go out first," Maple Sugar said, picking up the pineapple. "I just happened to find Xiaohua's things. Let's wait for them outside while thinking."
Xiaolan had already turned around and was about to go out with them, but when she heard these words, she suddenly froze, and her petite back felt an indescribable strangeness.
"who's stuff?"
"Xiaohua's envelope," Maple Sugar took out a piece of white paper from his pocket with the other hand holding the pineapple. "There is an address and signature on the envelope. I don't know where it is sent, and I haven't seen the letter."
Xiaolan turned around suddenly and glanced at the envelope in Maple Sugar's hand from a distance.
"Hey," Feng Tang saw Xiao Lan's interest and handed it over.
Xiaolan took a step back, looked at the envelope and the two of them bitterly, then quickly turned around and ran out of the living room.
"Eh?...This child..."
Maple Sugar dragged Pineapple and ran for two steps without following him. When he got to the door, Xiaolan had disappeared.
"You ran so fast, where did you hide?"
But Pineapple felt as if he had been released, his legs softened and he almost fell to the ground.
Maple Sugar quickly picked up his girlfriend and looked worriedly at Pineapple, who was breathing heavily.
"What's going on? Why are you all so weird?"
"Maple Sugar... Maple Sugar..." Pineapple grabbed Maple Sugar's arm, trying to hold back the trembling in his voice and the urge to cry, "Something happened... Something happened..."
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"They were all torn to pieces..."
Three people squatted on the ground, their three little heads gathered together, and they were discussing something.
There were large and small scraps of paper scattered on the ground, like letter paper, with scattered words recorded on them.
"Xiaoyin, take the found fragments to the table and try to put them together to see if they can form a sentence." The little fool handed the flashlight to Xiaoyin and Baomu, "Baomu can go outside and call the Taoist priest and the others.
Reasoning is not suitable for us, they might not have heard it just now."
Baomu took the flashlight, his baby face a little serious, "Do you think the smell here seems to be getting heavier?"
Xiaoyin sniffed hard and shook her head, "I can't feel it, Baomu. We really can't do it. We still have to rely on you to smell it."
Baomu's face turned red again. He held a flashlight and pushed open the bedroom door. Outside was the living room he had passed just now.
Baomu's voice echoed in the darkness. He turned around and looked at the bedroom, making sure that Little Fool and Xiaoyin were still working hard. He suppressed the faint fear in his heart and walked towards the door of the living room.
"Taoist Priest!...Xiaolan!...Bo..."
The rest of the words were swallowed by Baomu. Baomu pursed his lips, twitched his nose, and sniffed.
The smell of blood is getting thicker and stronger, and the closer to the door, the stronger the smell becomes.
What's behind the door?
When they entered the door just now, the three of them chose to enter the living room without much hesitation. After seeing Pineapple Maple Sugar and two people staying in the living room to search, the three of them entered the bedroom again. When they found something, they could not find the other four people.
Already.
Baomu felt very ominous, and the gradually thickening smell of blood enveloped him, irritating his sensitive nasal cavity.
Holding the door handle, Baomu's hand trembled slightly.
With force, Baomu quietly opened a crack in the door, moved the flashlight there, and could vaguely see the figure at the door of the living room.
There was a person standing at the door. He was thin and small. He was someone Baomu knew. This chapter has been completed!