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Chapter 72: The Black House

After saying that, Hua Cong's voice disappeared. No matter how Xiao Lan called, Hua Cong didn't respond as if he couldn't hear her.

Opposite of Liuliwu?

What kind of tip is this?

Xiaolan left the destroyed Liuli House angrily, walking on the bluestone slabs all over the courtyard, thinking as she walked.

What is it, a wooden house, a stone house, a cement house?

From time to time, ancient houses appear on both sides, and the paper windows of each house seep out little bits of light, like fireflies in the dark night, or like pairs of prying eyes.

Xiaolan, who originally regarded the sense of direction as a luxury product, completely lost her ability to distinguish it when she entered the world.

Where is this place? Where am I going? Have I seen this house before? Why do they all look the same?

Xiaolan raised her waist, a little angry.

Do you want me to go in and look at every house?

The bluestone road in front of us stretches for a long time, with no turns within the visible range. Next to the straight path, there are neatly identical houses on both sides.

There was still water on the road. Xiaolan stepped on the water marks and stone slabs, kicking and walking forward.

I don't know what is happening to my friends now, whether they have reunited and are still looking for other companions, or whether they are walking through room after room alone like me.

If Xiaoyin can travel through this space, then when will they come to find her?

If they are also solving the puzzle in the room, then where will they go now without hearing the prompts from the flowers?

Xiaolan walked boredly in the dark night, scanning the houses nearby, but a special sense of disharmony suddenly seized her heart.

What's different?

Xiaolan looked back and saw that the house that gave her a special feeling was standing in the dark night. From the outside, it looked like other houses, with a closed vermilion wooden door, delicate columns and cornices, and a thin translucent screen window.

Screen window?

Xiaolan looked around and finally determined what was unusual about this house.

In other houses, there will be more or less orange lights shining through the small screen windows, which may be a ritual to welcome the night in this world.

But this house was completely dark.

Without a trace of warm light, the house seemed like a hand reaching out from the darkness, trying to pull Xiaolan over.

But, is the third room really here?

Xiaolan was a little hesitant because of the strange darkness. She held her chin and recalled the reminder from the flowers.

Contrary to Liuliwu...

An idea suddenly hit her.

That’s right! It’s right here!

I first noticed the Glass Room because it was the only room that glowed during the day.

And the room in front of you is the only room without light in the dark night. Isn't it the opposite of the Liuli Room?

This black hole-like room that is about to swallow people is the third room!

Xiaolan didn't hesitate and ran directly to the entrance of the hut.

What is hidden behind this pure darkness?

"Squeak——"

Xiaolan took a deep breath and walked into the room where she couldn't even see her fingers.

In chronological order, what is hidden in this room may be Hua Cong's most painful memories.

I just don’t know how this painful memory will be presented.

Xiaolan thought for a second, then did not close the door tightly, and walked gently into the house. The only sounds in his ears were his slightly heavy breathing and footsteps.

The little moonlight coming in from outside the door was not enough to illuminate the place. Xiaolan reached out and touched the mobile phone in her pocket. Although there was no signal, it could still be used as a flashlight.

A chill came over me. It was not like the wind outside the door, but like something passing through my body.

Xiaolan suddenly stiffened.

A hand appeared from nowhere and tightly squeezed Xiaolan's outstretched left hand.

Someone!

Xiaolan tried to calm down, quietly turned her head and looked behind her.

The weak moonlight shone behind him, his left hand stopped in mid-air, and the surrounding area was empty, with no trace of anyone.
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