The woman looked haggard, but she was particularly sensitive when she started to move. If no one stopped her, Xiang Yun, who was frightened, would probably be poked into her eyes by the red scissors in the woman's hand. |}.

However, in the eyes of the wife, she was still standing behind Xiang Yun, and the strong young man suddenly disappeared from his sight. Immediately afterwards, she felt a severe blow in her neck and her consciousness was stagnant.

"Zhang Chen, don't hurt Aunt He, Aunt He used to treat me well. And she is also a poor person. Aunt He's husband ran away with another woman, leaving her alone here to raise her son with a meager salary..." Xiang Yun recalled that when she was a child, she was often taken care of by Aunt He, and she often had lunch or dinner time. If her parents had to go out for an urgent matter, Aunt He would take her to her house for dinner, and she learned a lot from Aunt He.

Zhang Chen supported Aunt He. Before the other party took action, Zhang Chen wanted to control the other party directly, but when Yuanli entered the other party's brain, he discovered that the woman's brain structure had undergone tremendous structural changes. The positions connected to various neural pathways were different, and the internal thoughts were extremely powerful and difficult to control. Rather than saying that the thoughts were strong, it was better to say that the obsession was strong.

"Let's send Aunt He back first. Aunt He's house lives on the first floor..."

Xiang Yun pointed to a dilapidated room on the first floor with wooden boards nailed the storefront and windows. The sun was shining in the morning, but the rooms in this building looked extremely gloomy.

With the help of Zhang Chen, he brought the woman to the door. The door was nailed with wooden boards and iron nails, but the locking position was exposed.

Zhang Chen gently pushed his palm, and after the wooden door opened, a foul smell came. Xiang Yun immediately covered his nose and mouth and couldn't help feeling nauseous. Zhang Chen also built a screen with flesh and blood at the nostrils.

Zhang Chen touched the switch beside him with his hand and found that the power supply in the room seemed to have been stopped for a long time.

With the help of the light from outside, the two of them slowly saw that the living room of more than ten square meters was full of scattered dirty dining plates, and in the trash can beside them, more than ten flies flew around inside.

However, the most heart-wrenching scene in the room is that all kinds of red tape are pasted in the room. Wherever there are gaps, they will be glued up with red tape, such as the four gaps in the drawer mouth, the gaps between the LCD screen of the TV and the TV frame, etc. They are all tightly sealed with red tape.

"ah!"

As soon as Xiang Yun stepped into the house, a scream came from her mouth. Because a mouse with darkness was boldly rushing past Xiang Yun's feet, it seemed that she was no longer afraid of strangers.

"Xiang Yun put this on her wrist and go outside to wait for me." Zhang Chen first considered the harsh environment here, and second, there was a faint ghost energy radiating from the red tape covered in the room.

After communicating with Yui, Zhang Chen took off the red ribbon and handed it to Xiang Yun. Then he placed the woman who was supporting him on the sofa and began to monitor the room in the room.

When Zhang Chen entered a room, he felt extremely uncomfortable, and it seemed that something terrible had happened here. Of course, any gaps in the room were covered with red tape.

A light red light radiated in the room. The light source came from the red candle at the head of the bed.

The layout here is very strange, but Zhang Chen could roughly guess through the layout and decoration of the room that this is the room of Aunt He’s child as Xiang Yun mentioned.

However, the spiritual seat used to worship children in the room was placed at the head of the bed, and two thick red candles were inserted into the yellow pillow and burned slowly.

In the middle of the head of the bed was a wooden sign of spirit positions, and the engraved words were scratched by fingernails.

"Is it possible!" Zhang Chen lifted the quilt, but under the quilt was a neat sheet, which was not as much as Zhang Chen imagined.

"Gee!"

A terrifying sound came from all around the room. The wooden door behind Zhang Chen suddenly closed heavily, and continuous laughter came from outside the door. The laughter was made by Aunt He, and she seemed to be happy because of something.

The giggles in the room became heavier. A cold-white child crawled out from under the bed and grabbed Zhang Chen's heels. A chill tried to penetrate into Zhang Chen's heels.

"A intermediate ghost? How many years have you been dead?" From the beginning, Zhang Chen deliberately pretended to be an ordinary person. In fact, he had locked the bones under the bed in this bedroom long before he stepped into the room.

However, the child who grabbed Zhang Chen's calves' face suddenly became extremely shocked and wanted to get under the bed to escape.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Chen grabbed his head with his right hand and started to use his mental power to absorb memories. He wanted to help Xiang Yun clean up his home, so naturally the entire house needs to be cleaned up.

The picture in memory is off-white.

The boy, who was about eleven years old, happily returned home to share his happiness with his mother with his excellent final exam transcript.

That night, the boy's mother, Aunt He, went to the market to buy a lot of chicken legs and chicken wings, and prepared to reward her obedient son in her family.

While the bored boy was watching TV alone at home, the sound of a ball falling from outside the door came from the door, as if a small ball happened to hit the boy's door. The originally locked door was slowly opened at this moment.

The boy naturally looked back along the creaking sound of the door frame rubbing, and saw the red ball falling at the door of his house. After a minute, no one came to pick it up.

When the boy slowly leaned towards the ball, the red ball began to roll automatically. When the boy walked out of his door, at the entrance of the stairs on his right hand, a woman in a flowery dress held the ball in her hand and signaled the boy to follow.

When the memory arrived here, it began to be broken. Although Zhang Chen tried his best to piece together the memory fragments, it was still difficult to see the face of the woman in flowery clothes. He only knew that the boy followed the woman to the home on the third floor corner mentioned by Xiang Yun.

When the memory was clear, the boy was already curled up in the corner of his dormitory and his whole body was trembling, his eyes kept shifting left and right, looking at any gaps in the room.

When my mother came to the boy with her hard-made chicken wings and chicken legs, she was slapped the food on the ground with her backhand. The mother's eyes flashed with a shock and sadness, but at the end, there was no trace of fierce light.

Zhang Chen quickly examined the boy's memory, and the memories of the woman in the flower-clad clothes and Xiang Yun's home never appeared again. However, the boy shrank in the bedroom all day long and shivered, and his mother began to stick all the gaps in the home that the boy was afraid of with red tape. The boy was still unable to eat and was extremely thin.

Seeing his son's appearance, Aunt He actually strangled his son to death with red eyes and threw the body under the bed.

"What did this boy see at Xiang Yun's home? He actually became what he is now?" Zhang Chen could sense the boy's body was extremely resentful, but it was not his resentment towards his mother. On the contrary, there was an obsession with his mother.

"I'm sorry."

Zhang Chen opened his right hand and swallowed the boy's resentment soul directly. Then he tried to tear off a red tape beside the bed, and after opening the drawer, he didn't see anything terrible.

When Zhang Chen's blood-bone body was completely opened, he could feel that there were eleven ghosts and dozens of lonely ghosts in the entire building. However, at Xiang Yun's home, he did not sense any reactions of flesh and bones.

"It seems that it should be a spirit-shaped ghost, and there is consciousness, and build your own ghost town here."

When Zhang Chen opened the door and walked out, Aunt He outside looked stiff when she saw Zhang Chen, and her whole face became ferocious and screamed, "Where is my son? Where is my baby son?"

"If Aunt He dies, she will probably turn into an extremely fierce ghost."

Zhang Chen took a look with his right hand and began to significantly modify Aunt He's memory. The latter was lying on the sofa and his whole body was trembling, and a lot of light yellow brains seeped out along his nostrils.

"Zhang Chen, how are Aunt He?"

Xiang Yun asked after Zhang Chen walked out of the room.

"It's nothing serious. Let's go to your house to take a look? But one thing must be explained to you. This place cannot be lived in anymore. I will help you get revenge and leave here immediately. I hope that when the government demolishes the building, you can divide it into a new home or a large amount of cash."

"Yeah." Xiang Yun nodded and stopped talking, followed Zhang Chen in the dark corridor and headed towards the third floor.

When the two of them walked up the stairwell, they could clearly see many nail scratches appearing on the stairs. A simple idea of ​​what happened before would make people feel uncomfortable.

The third floor was not as yin and dead as Zhang Chen thought. However, the room in the corner felt an indescribable feeling of discomfort. As the two walked slowly over, a chill came from their feet and penetrated into their bones, making Xiang Yun tremble all over.

When the two arrived at the door of the room in the corner, there was an ordinary stainless steel door in front of them, except that there were many yellow talisman papers with black surfaces and many half-parted red candles scattered around the door.

"What a strange feeling." Xiang Yun muttered, as if the one in front of him was not the home he had been to.

"Zhang Chen, there is something amazing inside." Yui said voice transmission.

"Just help me protect this girl, leave it to me."

Zhang Chen pushed open the iron door in front of him, but what appeared in front of everyone was actually a room with extremely clean clean and sufficient power lighting.

"Sizi!" There were even sounds produced by signalless TVs in the living room on the other end of the corridor.

"How is that possible?" Xiang Yun covered her mouth with her hands and looked at the scene inside the door incredibly.

"What's wrong?"

"It's exactly the same as when I left when I was a kid, and my parents' shoes are here."

Zhang Chen also noticed that two pairs of adult shoes were placed at the door, not because of hallucinations, but because of real shoes. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

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