"Mr. Gu...Mr. Gu!"

Gu An, who woke up from the strange state just now, heard the shouts of the Han family behind him.

Because, they found that Gu An's condition just now looked very similar to the workers in his family before.

"I'm fine. I just wanted to imitate the workers' previous state."

Gu An turned his head with a calm expression and continued to walk towards the old house.

"Mr. Gu is so amazing, he imitates himself so well. I almost believed it, thinking that Mr. Gu is also as obsessed as the workers before..."

Seeing that Gu An was fine, the Han family breathed a sigh of relief and praised him. Mr. Gu was indeed amazing. This was the only person who had not been affected in such a long time to go to the side room.

"Aming, do you know what's inside the house?"

Gu An looked at his shadow.

“It seems to be crying…”

Weirdly crying?

Gu An was stunned and understood what A Ming said, and then suddenly wanted to laugh, and weirdly even cried.

Keeping pace, Gu An finally walked to the door of the house and pushed open the door with both hands.

Crunch---

The door was pushed open, making a harsh sound, breaking the peace inside the house.

The inside of the house is very dark. Even though it is daytime outside, there are still many things inside the house that are not very clear.

This is a side room, mainly used to place some debris. Many windows inside are sealed, and only a faint light passes through the thin cracks, providing some sight to the house.

Gu An glanced at him and found a row of people sitting inside.

Judging from the clothes of these people, it seems that they are the workers of the Han family?

Gu An took a look and found that although the light was not good, there were at least five or six people. Fortunately, the room was too big, otherwise it would not be able to squeeze.

The workers sat there motionlessly, staring in one direction.

Gu An looked around and saw a desk there, there was a chair in front of the table, and there was no one on the chair.

But according to normal logic, the chair is obviously placed on it with someone sitting on it.

Moreover, there was a folding fan on the desk, which was opening and closing rhythmically. It was obvious that there was an invisible ‘person’ here.

Since you can't see it, it must be a puppet.

According to everything that happened just now, if A Ming had not reminded me, I would have been controlled by this Puyi now. Like these workers, I would have entered the house silently and sat next to them.

Gu An thought for a while, and simply pretended not to know anything, his eyes seemed a little dull and walked towards the workers silently.

When he arrived at the worker, he also sat down in the last position.

At the same time, he glanced at the workers sideways.

It is obvious that the workers have been in for a while, and they are no longer living people. They all have dark faces and some corpses on their skin. Some workers also have some cleaning tools hanging on their bodies, rusty, and seem to be decaying by some mysterious force, which has accelerated the passage of time.

Not only these workers, but many iron pendants and other parts are covered with rust in the room.

Gu An sat on the floor, twisted his body slightly, and made waves of creaking sounds again. The floors were also decayed, and some corners of the walls were still covered with moss.

Although the noise was very loud, the workers did not react at all. They all sat there neatly, and everyone's face was covered with tears...

Workers crying?

Gu An was a little confused, but his face did not show it, but he just looked as dull as the workers.

The house was quiet, terrible.

Tick----

The sound of water drops falling to the ground sounded, without any rhythm, dripping casually.

Gu An felt a little sticky on his head, but he didn't move. It was not until a drop of water slid down from his forehead and crossed the corner of his eyes that he could see clearly that it was not water, but bright red blood.

"Why don't you cry? Isn't my story touching?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the direction of the desk.

Gu An looked up and saw that the folding fan puppet floating in the air on the empty table, making a move to shake the fan. It was obvious that the one who was just talking was the invisible puppet.

Moreover, the voice was spoken to himself, because the workers were crying, and only they did not cry.

He also wanted to cooperate, but there was no sound at all just now, and no one told any stories. How could he cry? This was simply making things difficult for me, Gu, someone...

Because I didn't cry, I was exposed...

Since it has been exposed, it can be lifted up the table.

Gu An didn't think much and ran directly towards the position close to the window.

The light outside fell on his body, and Aming immediately appeared.

The environment inside the house changed instantly, and Linmu Village reappeared.

In A Ming's illusion, the weirdness at the desk also appeared.

It was a Puyi wearing a rotten white robe but without a face, holding a folding fan in his hand.

There was a face painted on the folding fan in Wuying's hand. This face paint looked very strange, like a human and strange, with blood-red tears under the corners of his eyes.

A Ming raised his hands slightly, and the light of the dream appeared, slashing at the faceless puppet.

Faceless Puyi waved the folding fan, and the face in the fan came alive instantly, and a huge face appeared on the ceiling of the room.

The expressions on the face are constantly changing, and all kinds of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are transformed into. When the light of the dream falls, they are all caught by the face. Each light will cut off an expression, but then a new expression will appear again.

At this time, Gu An silently took out the stick, walked around and smashed it hard at the folding fan on the desk.

However, he used all his strength but failed to swing it out. Instead, he was confined in mid-air. Drops of blood quickly dripped from above his head, dyeing his clothes blood red.

A pair of bloody hands suddenly appeared from behind and grabbed Gu An's neck.

There are two weird ones in this room...

Gu An, who was strangled with his neck, couldn't breathe and instantly understood.

A Ming was dragged by the faceless Puyi, and the Blood Hand, who had been hiding in the dark, launched an attack on him. All of this was very tacit.

However, these two weird things should be limited by this side house and cannot be left, otherwise the Han family's old house would not have been as simple as having just died of so few people.

A Ming also noticed Gu An's situation, and a dream light immediately slashed towards the bloody hand, but the huge facial makeup of Wuying Puyi blocked the attack in advance.

The bloody hand pinched Gu An's neck with all his strength, twisted it hard, and Gu An's neck tilted directly...

【You are dead, start reading the file and resurrection】

【Reading the file successfully, strength +1, physical strength +1, kill evil +1...】

The resurrected Gu An did not enter the side room directly this time, but looked at the old master Han Ge who was standing aside with a cold face: "Old Han, prepare a recorder for me, the speaker should be loud, and then look for a tape to play it in a loop for me."

Mr. Han was confused and asked quickly: "What kind of tape do you want and what to play?"

Gu An laughed and twisted his neck. What a guy, the bloody hand dared to twist the neck of the labor capitalist. I remembered this hatred and said loudly: "Hundreds of thousands of jokes..."

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Chapter completed!