Chapter 110
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The innocent occupant ran away quickly and disappeared at the top of the stairs.
Shen Dongqing touched the tip of his nose, pushed the door open and walked in.
As soon as he walked in, he directly ran into a murder scene.
Maybe the occupant didn't have time to clean up after eating takeout. The sofa and the floor were covered in blood. There was even half an arm on the sofa, which looked quite fresh.
Shen Dongqing carefully stepped over the blood on the floor and walked up the stairs.
The wooden stairs were embedded in the wall. He turned his head and saw messy bloody handprints all over it, which seemed to be left behind when the occupant fled in a panic.
With the heavy curtains and low voltage lights, it was a standard haunted house.
Shen Dongqing stretched and made a decision. "I'll stay here today!"
Wu Jia was uneasy. "Is it a good idea?"
There was an original occupant hiding in a corner, afraid that he would wake up the next day with missing parts.
Shen Dongqing listened to Wu Jia's concerns and nodded. "That's true."
Wu Jia thought that Shen Dongqing would give up the idea of living in a haunted house. Unexpectedly, he changed the topic and said, "I should say hello to the owner."
Then he went upstairs directly.
Wu Jia turned his head to ask Zhou Wenyan for his opinion.
Well, these two people were a couple. Zhou Wenyan looked like a naughty parent who spoiled a naughty child. It didn't matter how naughty they were.
But they also had the capital to mess around.
Wu Jia's mouth twitched. He thought to himself, "There are not many players who can make the game angry."
Tap, tap, tap —
Shen Dongqing walked briskly up the stairs.
The lights on the second floor were not turned on, and all the windows were blocked by heavy curtains. The corridor was dark, and the doors on both sides were open. It was so quiet that only the sound of one's own breathing and heartbeat could be heard.
In this enclosed and dark environment, people's fear was infinitely magnified. They were afraid that Sadako would suddenly jump out from the corner.
But this terrifying atmosphere did not last long. It was broken by a shout.
"Hello? Are you there? "Shen Dongqing stood in the corridor on the second floor and shouted. He was afraid that the ghosts did not know that he was there.
There was no movement in the corridor.
Shen Dongqing felt around the wall and pressed the switch.
Zap!
The wall lamp flickered on and off.
At this moment, Wu Jia, who was following behind, saw a distorted face flash by. Even though he had seen this kind of scene many times, his first reaction was still to retreat in fear.
After he recovered, he saw Shen Dongqing rush over and grab the pale ghost face.
Wu Jia recalled that the distorted face didn't look like it was trying to scare people. Instead, it looked like it was … scared.
Shen Dongqing had ruined countless game dungeons and beaten up countless ghosts, but most of the time, ghosts would be fooled by his innocent and kind appearance. They would only cry in regret after being beaten up. It was quite rare for ghosts to be scared out of their wits right from the start.
On the other side, Shen Dongqing held down the unlucky resident and greeted him warmly.
The resident shrunk his head and moved his red eyes nervously. When he heard Shen Dongqing's voice, he couldn't help but tremble. Looking at his appearance, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't leave this small bungalow, he would have jumped out of the window on the second floor.
Shen Dongqing asked very politely, "Can we stay here for one night?"
The resident's teeth chattered, "Hahaha …" He couldn't even say a word.
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