There was a person hiding in this locked room that could never be opened. This incident made Yu Sheng's scalp numb instantly, and what followed was a series of uncontrollable conjectures.
Who is that? When did the owner of that voice hide in? Did he hide in secretly while he was sleeping, or was he already there when he arrived here two months ago?
If it is the second situation, then he has stayed in this big house for a long time without going out. He can be sure that the room on the second floor has never been opened during this period, so the people in the room have been hiding inside? Yes.
Is there another passage in the room, or should I say...
Is the person who chuckled really a "person"?
Random thoughts surged wildly in his mind, but the expression on Yu Sheng's face gradually calmed down - it seemed that the previous experience of encountering the "frog" had brought about some changes, or perhaps the "resurrection from the dead" had brought about some changes.
Due to the influence of the incident, he felt that his current state of mind was... a bit strange.
There was no kindness or malice in that voice, but something real and strange could be heard. But Yu Sheng found that after the first moment of numbness in his scalp, all the fear and hesitation had disappeared from his heart, and he was now left with
Of...only strong curiosity.
He wanted to find out what was in the room.
He wanted to find out what secrets there were in this big house that he regarded as his final destination.
This is his safe house, his only "home" in this huge city - there can be no unsafe things in the safe house.
He slowly moved closer and put his ear against the door, hearing a low laughter that seemed to be hidden inside, but it might just be an illusion, or it might just be the hollow sound of wind swirling in his ears.
He curled his fingers and knocked on the door.
"Open the door, I hear you."
The door didn't open, of course, but the hollow chuckle did disappear.
As expected, Yu Sheng didn't say anything, just turned around and left - he went to the room next door where a lot of debris was piled, and went to get an axe.
Returning to the locked room door, he silently raised the ax high and chopped with all his strength.
The sharp ax struck the thin wooden door, making a sharp sound as metal collided. Sparks flew in front of the ax blade, leaving not even a trace on the door that seemed to be able to be kicked open with just one kick.
The chuckle came vaguely again, but Yu Sheng didn't pay attention at all. He just raised the ax again with a calm face, as if he was doing a particularly serious, meticulous and patient job, and continued to move the ax one by one.
Chopping down with an axe.
He knew that this door could not be opened, neither with an electric drill nor an electric saw, but even knowing this, he had tried various methods to open this door almost every day in the past two months.
Door - A strange sound came from the door today, which only aroused his motivation to open the door today.
And as the chops failed again and again, this motivation became more and more abundant. Every chop made by Yu Sheng's ax became harder, smoother, and even... more in line with his own wishes.
Some strange associations even popped up out of thin air in his gradually emptying brain - he felt like Wu Gang who was cutting down trees on the moon. As long as he cut down the damn osmanthus tree, Chang'e who was watching the show next to him would
, Jade Rabbit, Bald Qiang and Sisyphus will form a circle and applaud themselves...
He didn't even know why Sisyphus appeared in his association.
But the chuckle that came from behind the door became more and more harsh, and even became more and more obvious, and got closer and closer, as if the owner of the voice had walked over step by step, and was sticking to the back of the wooden door.
It was as if she knew the door was impregnable, so she unscrupulously mocked Yu Sheng who was wielding an ax outside through the wall of sighs.
But suddenly, another voice appeared in the weird and harsh chuckle, sounding nervous and annoyed: "Can you stop being happy! He really opened the door and came in. The first one to chop was me!"
The chuckles inside the door suddenly stopped being happy.
Yu Sheng, who was raising the ax to hit it down, was stunned for a moment, and then heard a crunching sound from his waist.
With a banging sound, the ax in his hand fell down, striking a position that was not at all what he had planned.
A crisp sound that was completely different from the previous harsh collisions came from the door. The ax in Yu Sheng's hand fell to the ground. Then, he suddenly raised his hand... to hold his waist.
I have low back pain, which is quite severe, and it hurts like crazy.
He held his waist and struggled to get to the door. He waited for two seconds before focusing on the spot where his last ax hit.
There was a "flash" about two or three centimeters away from the door panel, located on one side of the door shaft. It seemed like a spark splashed when an ax struck down, but it seemed to be fixed in the air and stagnated in the fire explosion.
The bright moment.
And with this light, Yu Sheng could vaguely see something on the nearby door panel.
He reached out and touched there.
A muffled scream came from behind the door: "Yeah--"
Yu Sheng suddenly opened his eyes. The bright electric light in the living room seemed a bit dazzling. Lying on the sofa and falling asleep made him feel sore all over. The wall clock on the wall not far away was ticking. The time on the dial showed that he had just fallen asleep.
Forty minutes.
Yu Sheng lay on the sofa and froze for a while, and then the numb memories in his mind finally became clear.
I fell asleep... I just had a dream?
He was in a daze, but suddenly, he felt something was wrong.
The "dream" process was too real, and the details were too clear and complete. He could even clearly remember the feel of the ax in his hand, the stagnant firelight on the door, and...
He suddenly sat up from the sofa, suddenly raised his hand... and held his waist.
I have low back pain, which is quite severe, and it hurts like crazy.
"Fuck...sss...tuck..." Yu Sheng couldn't help but uttered the words of praise. The combination of his newly flashed waist and the sudden rise of his body, coupled with the body aches caused by sleeping on the sofa, produced a mixed effect, making him feel...
It was better to let the frog stab his heart, at least it only hurt for two seconds - then he stood up with difficulty while pressing his waist, and at the same time he became more and more sure that it was definitely not an ordinary "dream".
The pain in the waist that flashed in the dream was not real, something evil really appeared.
That thing invaded his "safe house."
He adjusted his posture and mentality so that the pain in his back would not affect his activities too much. Then he thought for a moment, then grinned and walked up the stairs to the second floor.
Holding the swing stick in one hand, he went to the room where the sundries were kept, found the ax he had used in the dream, and held it in his right hand - the handle of the ax in his hand felt exactly the same as in the dream, even the wooden handle
It seemed as if the warmth of his own palms still remained on it.
He came to the locked door. The door was still intact as new, and the "light mark" left by the chopping in the dream could not be seen.
It was quiet inside the door.
It was as if everything was business as usual and nothing had happened.
But Yu Sheng still clearly remembered the location of the light mark.
He hung the swing stick on his waist, switched the ax to his left hand, stretched out his right hand to fumble on the door, and fumbled for the location of the flash of light that he had cut out in his dream... He remembered that it was near the door axis.
I saw a vague...
The next second, he touched a handle, a handle that was invisible to the naked eye.
But he clearly remembered that there was no handle here. As early as the first day he found the locked door, he had checked every detail of the door and groped every surface of it. He could
I am sure that I have never touched any "non-existent handle"!
Why? Is it because I observed it in my dream? Is it because I "exploited" some kind of disguise with an ax? Because I confirmed its existence, so it really exists?
Yu Sheng went through all the movies, TV games, and novels he had watched in his mind, and instantly found a lot of possible reasons. However, without any hesitation in his hand movements, he had already grasped the invisible door.
Hold it, then turn it gently.
The impenetrable locked door opened easily, opening from one side of the door shaft.
It was an empty room. Looking through the crack of the door that gradually opened, only the floor and walls were visible. The light from the door illuminated the dark place bit by bit. However, until the door was carefully opened completely, Yu Sheng
Nor did I see the owner who made a mocking voice in the room.
He held the ax tightly in one hand and carefully observed the situation in the room, but found that there was really nothing in it, not even a bed or a chair.
Only the cold moonlight spilled into the room through the gaps in the old curtains, leaving a mottled pattern on the floor.
But suddenly, he saw something out of the corner of his eye.
There is "something" in the room. On the wall facing the door, there is a painting.
The frame is exquisite, the edges of the picture are decorated with complex and classical arabesques, and the center of the picture serves as the background, covered with soft red carpet seats.
But there was nothing else. There was no mocking, laughing cursed ghost sitting in the painting watching the intruder.
Yu Sheng frowned and stared at the oil painting frame about half a meter high for a long time. While maintaining his gaze, he fumbled to find the light switch next to the door frame and turned on the light in the room.
Under the illumination of light, the details on the oil painting are even more delicate.
He carefully came to the oil painting and stared at it for a long time.
Then I saw a very, very subtle point in the corner of the frame...the skirt corner.
"..."
He thought for a while and said with a strange expression: "Are you there?"
"Not here!"
Chapter completed!