When Ji Li and Li Guanqi walked side by side toward the door of the small room, Chen Hansheng, who was tortured by his arm pain, breathed a sigh of relief.

He touched the beads of sweat on his forehead, looked at Su Chenghe, who was placed at the foot of the bed, and couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"This may be a building ghost that has never appeared before. I think it will be extremely difficult.

You slept peacefully. When I really came to kill you, will I save you or not..."

After Chen Hansheng asked himself, pain came from his left arm that had just been treated. He sighed silently and turned his head out the window.

Outside the small window that was pushed open by Ji Li, the sun was filled with light, and the sound of military horns came out from time to time, which was very different from the rainstorm that should have poured into the world.

As Chen Hansheng's eyes were about to be withdrawn, he suddenly saw the bright glass suddenly appearing blurred for a moment.

But in an instant, he returned to normal, and only a cool breeze hit his face.

Chen Hansheng frowned slightly, but this seemingly ordinary detail was also engraved in his heart.

At the same time, Ji Li and Li Guanqi finally turned on the door that was closed by A Rong.

But the moment the door was opened, the eating and discussion in the living room that had been heard came to an abrupt end, and everything returned to silence.

The scene in front of me was definitely not what the two expected before.

Ji Li's hair was slightly blown away, and his gray-black pupils reflected a dark room with a cold tone.

The original wind sounded before his ears stopped immediately, but instead the thunderous rain blew on the window ridge, and the cold wind whimpered into the room, making the body tremble more and more.

The furnishings in the room have also returned to the modern world, with sofas, TVs, and some empty beer cans scattered on the ground.

Ji Li narrowed his eyes, calm on the surface, but was already suspicious inside, and looked at Li Guanqi.

Li Guanqi's also looked at him with a confused look.

The two knew that this meant that as the door was pushed open, they once again returned to the black and white building in the real world.

But why is this?

Originally, Ji Li thought that this ghost pulled them back decades ago, and wanted to re-leave that period of time, kill people, or crack them.

But a door has become the key to the real world and the past world.

Walk out of the small bedroom and come to the real world.

The TV is still on, there are no programs playing on the screen, only rustling snowflakes.

This is not only the only light source in the room, but also the only sound.

Ji Li slowly set his eyes on the sofa, facing the TV, and a very bloated middle-aged man was sitting there, tilting his head as if he was sleepy.

After careful observation, he did not see any unusualness.

However, the man's eyelids were not completely closed together, the whites of his eyes were still exposed, his eyes were drooping, and his beard was very long.

But he is definitely not a dead person, because Ji Li caught his right fingers holding the corner of the sofa and were still tangled in the same place.

This shows that this very tired man wants to fall asleep, but is also plagued by his worries and cannot fall asleep.

A two-bedroom and one living room house is not a small bedroom that represents the past world. There is only one tired man in the living room, but judging from the empty door of the master bedroom, there seems to be someone inside.

Ji Li became increasingly confused about what the ghost was thinking, but he thought he had to figure out the situation of the entire house.

So he took steps without thinking much, and looked at Li Guanqi and whispered:

"You stay in the living room to observe, and I go to the master bedroom."

Li Guanqi nodded and then moved closer to the tired man cautiously, gradually feeling suspicious.

Ji Li walked directly in front of him, but the man seemed to not notice it at all and his eyelids did not move at all.

As Li Guanqi approached, he still maintained his original posture, but a little can be seen through the more violent entanglement between the index finger and the middle finger.

He seems to be in extreme anxiety and vigilance now.

Noting this detail, Li Guanqi believed that perhaps by revealing why a tired man is so anxious, he could get the solution to the ghost.

"Sir, can you see me..."

After hesitating for a long time, Li Guanqi's distance from the man was less than two steps, and at close range he felt the fear in the man's heart even more.

Because my legs were trembling under the coffee table.

Unfortunately, this sentence still did not receive a response, and Li Guanqi did not even see the man's eyeballs turning under his eyelids.

Logically speaking, no matter how restrained you, your subconscious mind will be revealed inadvertently.

His step-by-step press and temptation were able to test something more or less.

But the ending was obvious, and the tired man could not see him or hear him at all.

Li Guanqi stopped, stood there and looked at him quietly. Then he suddenly grabbed the beer can on the coffee table and smashed it at the TV.

He could hear the loud bang in the quiet room clearly, but the tired man still did not move at all.

But Li Guanqi caught the man's half-covered eyelids, and his eyes really moved a few inches and looked in one direction.

He also slowly turned his head and looked in the same direction.

There was a dark red square corner between the retro big-headed TV and the wall.

There were strange patterns on it, and the original details seemed blurry, but after taking a look, Li Guanqi immediately knew what it was.

This is a table, a large eight-immortal table.

In a glimpse, he once saw Arong in the past world having dinner on this table.

...

"Squeak..."

The door of the master bedroom was gently pushed open, and amid the strange sound of lack of lubricating oil, Ji Li became one of the not-so-spacious master bedroom.

In that scene, his eyes became even more confused.

There is a female corpse on the bed here, but it is very strange.

The woman in a pink nightgown sat on the head of the bed, holding a book in her hand, as if the brewing process before going to bed.

Although she died, her face was not much pale, but instead she felt a sense of fatigue.

But as he walked in, Ji Li saw blood marks on his feet exposed from the quilt.

The two feet overlapped, and the big toenail on the left foot penetrated into the big toe of the right foot, and a blood-stained nail fragment fell on the bed sheet.

This shows that she is calm on the surface, but in fact she has the same struggle as a middle-aged man in her heart.

Ji Li walked inward while carefully observing the corpse. He was strangely not a corpse, but a way to die.

Because there is no external injury on the surface of the corpse, the toenails alone will never die, and the death posture is very comfortable. It is impossible to be scared to death, nor is it like being cruelly attacked before death.

So, how did she die...

After Ji Li observed carefully, he did not get any more clues in the master bedroom, so the only corpse was left in doubt.

He took out the cigarette box from his arms and lit it for himself while thinking.

The middle-aged man who was not dead in the living room seemed to be ready to fall asleep, but the details on his hands indicate his inner torment and he could not fall asleep; the nameless female corpse who was dead in the master bedroom was also simmering sleepiness, but it can be seen from the fact that her toenails fell off due to struggle that she could not fall asleep either.

What these two people have in common is that they are trying to fall asleep but cannot fall asleep.

And the only difference is that one is dead and the other is still alive...

Ji Li vomited a smoke ring and stood at the door of the master bedroom and looked at the middle-aged man quietly.

He knew in his heart that this man was about to follow the footsteps of the female corpse, and then these store managers who broke in.

But with this inefficient method of killing people, how strong can the building ghost be?
Chapter completed!