infinite danger

Chapter 168 Wardrobe

The choking sandalwood scent seemed to indicate that this room was unusual, neither of them took a step forward, they just stood at the door, looking inside the room.

There are no windows in the room, and the heavy curtains are drawn, which still gives people a gloomy and damp feeling in broad daylight.

There were a lot of sundries in the room, but Ji Siwei saw the cabinet next to the bed at a glance.

It was a green antique cabinet, and the paint on the corners had peeled off, exposing the underlying wood color. It looked particularly abrupt in this brown-toned room.

It was very similar to the cabinet Ji Siwei saw in the movie theater, only the style of the handle was different.

There are several dolls piled up under the cabinet, old and dusty.The eyes of the doll are replaced by buttons, which is very handmade.

There is a music box on the cabinet, and there are two children made of crystal in the center. They are wearing red clothes, back to back, slowly rotating with the sound of music.

This scene is very similar to the small scene designed by the movie theater.

When he opened the blood-stained drawer in the movie theater, Ji Siwei didn't pay special attention to the music box on the cabinet, but now he was horrified to find that the two children in the music box were very similar to the twins.

Yanyue also found the green leather cabinet, she pointed at the cabinet and asked Ji Siwei in a low voice, "Is this cabinet similar to the one you opened?"

Ji Siwei: "It's very similar, but not exactly the same."

"Do you want to open it?" Yan Yue frowned: "There may be clues inside."

"There is no blood stain on the drawer, it's just an ordinary cabinet now." Ji Siwei said calmly: "You can't open the drawer at will in the dungeon, terrible things will happen."

This is what Ah Ming told him, but except for the first copy, he has never encountered a monster crawling out of the drawer.

He guessed it was because the first dungeon was about to get out of control, and there was a loophole in the protection mechanism, so monsters from other worlds could crawl out through the drawer.

I don't know the exact reason, but it's better to be cautious.

Yanyue asked curiously: "Have you ever encountered such a thing?"

Ji Siwei nodded slightly, but did not answer.

His eyes were drawn to the smoke escaping from the closet.

The style of this wardrobe is different from the one in their room. The door is a shutter door, and the smoke drifts out from the tiny gaps, which has a strange sense of regularity.

After staring at the erratic smoke for a while, Ji Siwei said, "I'll go and see what's hidden in the closet."

Yanyue followed behind him and said in a low voice: "Burning incense inside, isn't Zhizhayan afraid of catching fire?"

"Stay farther away." Ji Siwei turned his head to look at Yanyue, his eyes were emotionless, as bright and clear as a clear autumn sky.

Yanyue subconsciously obeyed his words, took a few steps back, and looked at the wardrobe without blinking.

The misty smoke coincidentally overlapped with the faint sunlight coming in from the door, as if Ji Siwei had been coated with a layer of isolation from the world.

He raised his hand to open the closet, and after seeing the contents clearly, his calm eyes sparkled.

The closet had been remodeled, and there was only one partition in the middle, with a black spiritual tablet on it, with the words "the spiritual seat of Yang's boudoir name xx" written in block letters on it, and an incense burner with three sticks of incense sticking in front of the spiritual tablet.

On the left side of the spirit tablet is a simple solid wood photo frame, inside is a black and white photo.

The woman in the photo has delicate features and a sweet smile.

But looking at it for a long time always makes people feel ominous.

The thing on the right side of the spirit card is even more strange-a CD in a transparent box with nothing written on it.

Yanyue poked her head and took a look at Mingzhao, goosebumps instantly appeared on her bare neck: "Why do you want to enshrine the spirit tablet in the closet? Is there some ulterior secret?"

"Looking at the title on the spirit tablet, Zhi Zhayan enshrines his dead wife." Ji Siwei picks up the CD case on the right with a fruit knife thoughtfully: "The woman in the photo should be his wife, and the contents of the CD must be Very important."

"The village head said that Zhizhayan's wife died of a serious illness within two years of marrying him." Yanyue became more and more uneasy, as if she suddenly had a bad premonition: "I always feel that this room is gloomy. Sen's place doesn't look like a place where people live, let's go out quickly."

When Ji Siwei came out of the closet with the CD case, out of the corner of his eye he saw the corners of the lips of the woman in the photo raised, and at the same time, there was a soft laughter in the room.

Ji Siwei decisively threw the CD case to Yanyue, and said coldly, "Run!"

A pale hand stretched out from the photo, the slender fingers curled up, the black nails got longer and longer, and it quickly pinched Ji Siwei's wrist.

"Oh!"

Without further ado, Ji Siwei closed the closet door swiftly, and that pale hand was slapped back hard.

Yanyue only felt that the temperature of her body was dropping rapidly, and she was so nervous that she could no longer feel her heartbeat. She didn't care so much, and ran out holding the cold CD case.

The closet was banging, as if a behemoth was locked inside, ramming wildly.

A pair of resentful eyes stared coldly at Ji Siwei through the gap of the shutter door.

Red blood mist gushed out from the palm of his hand, sealing the entire wardrobe, temporarily stabilizing the wardrobe of "Furious", Ji Siwei hurried out of the room and closed the door.

"Huya, are you okay?" Yanyue poked her head out of the corner cautiously, her eyes panicked.

"Boom!

The door panel shook heavily, and Yanyue's body also trembled.

The two of them remained motionless, held their breath, and watched vigilantly at the door that made loud noises from time to time.

After a few minutes, the room finally became quiet.

Yanyue let go of her sour teeth, and asked in a barely audible voice, "Is it safe?"

Ji Siwei put away the knife: "It's safe for now."

When the two walked to the living room, Bai Yi and the novice girl had just walked in from the door, and both of them looked pale.

"We just went to search the kitchen, and we finally know how the blood on the ax dragged by those two children came from." Bai Yi patted his face lightly: "There are two chopped to pieces on the kitchen floor. Chicken, bleeding all over the ground, these two children are too cruel, they are simply inhuman!"

The novice girl bit her lower lip, her pupils trembling slightly: "And there are two paper figurines standing in the kitchen, their lips and hands are covered with blood, as if... as if they had licked the blood on the ground."

"Those two children are not normal people." Yanyue calmed down and shook the CD case in her hand: "We found this in Zhizhayan's room. There should be equipment in the house that can play it. You go Invite others to come and have a look.”

There is an old-fashioned DVD player in the TV cabinet in the living room. Yanyue turns on the power, puts the disc in, and presses to play.

A sharp and piercing sound sounded, piercing the eardrum like a sharp needle, and a mottled noise appeared on the TV screen, densely flickering.

Bai Yi couldn't stand the noise, so he covered his ears and asked, "Is the machine broken or the disc broken? If it doesn't work, stop playing it."

"Hush..." Ji Siwei raised his index finger: "Listen carefully, there seems to be a suona sound in the noise."

Bai Yi let go of his hands covering his ears, and frowned slightly.

The suona sound in the noise became more and more clear, gradually occupying the main body. Apart from the suona, the sound of drums could also be vaguely heard. This is a festive piece of music.

In this atmosphere, the festive music had the opposite effect, and the shady room became more creepy.

The picture on the screen is still unclear, and the sound of the music is getting farther and farther away, as if the person who recorded the video changed the venue.

They heard a familiar voice on the TV.

"When she was alive, I didn't have time to hold the wedding, didn't tell the deceased parents, and didn't put her name in the family tree.

"I'm afraid that Lord Yan won't recognize her as my wife, so now I can only tie a paper figurine to make up for the ghost marriage. I've wronged her, and it's all my fault...

"Everyone in the village thinks this is an unlucky thing. Only you, the village chief, are willing to help me as a witness. Thank you for your kindness. If there is anything that needs me in the future, just speak up, village chief!"

It was Zhi Zhayan's voice, he seemed to be drunk, his speech was slurred, his voice was younger and more enthusiastic than now.

An old and deep voice slowly replied to him: "How can you blame this, who would have thought that she would stumble and fall down the stairs..."

The old man sighed for a long time, and said again: "It's just gone at such a young age, and I didn't leave you with one or two children. It's a pity, it's a pity."

Zhi Zhayan didn't speak, but let out a painful whimper.

"The village chief lied to us." Ji Siwei narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice was so cold that he said, "Zhi Zhayan's wife didn't die of illness, but fell down the stairs and died, and his wife didn't leave any children at all. "

In this way, it can be explained why the stairs frequently have accidents.

"That is to say..." Yanyue trembled all over, and she didn't know whether it was fear or anger: "Those two children may really not be human."

Bai Yi whispered, "How many frightening secrets are there in this room?"

"Ahbi let out a groan, and said with a trembling voice: "A face flashed on the TV! "

Everyone who was tense was about to break out in a cold sweat from howling.

Zhou Qi said: "I kept looking at the screen, but I didn't find any strange faces. Did you read it wrong?"

The freckled girl shook her head palely.

At this moment, the TV made another noise, and the conversation and suona sound became distorted.

The screen full of noise flickered, and the picture became clearly visible.

The video shows a spacious living room with festive red cloth hanging everywhere. There are two chairs and a table in the center of the living room.

Sitting on the chair were two paper figurines with kind faces, a man and a woman, exactly the same as the paper couple in Bai Yi's room.

Instead of fruit snacks, there are incense candles on the table, the flames are flickering, and there is a gloomy atmosphere.

Next to the paper couple, stood a small paper woman, holding a paper fan in her hand, and two exaggerated big red flowers in her hair. She was the paper matchmaker in the novice girl's room.

The paper bridesmaid stood opposite her.

As soon as the screen turned, the noise on the TV disappeared, and a sad suona sounded instead.

The village head carried a white lantern and tremblingly walked into the hall.

In the middle of the lantern is written the word "Yinhun", a line of date is written on the left, and the name of Zhizhayan's wife is written on the right.

Dressed as a bridegroom official, Zhizhayan with red eyes supported a paper man in a wedding dress and a red hijab, and followed slowly behind the village chief.

In the video, Zhi Zhayan has black hair and a ruddy complexion. She is at least ten years younger than she looks now.