after falling asleep

Chapter 120 16. Plot Animation II

The screen switched, appearing next to the two on the stairs leading to the basement.

The lighter in his hand glowed faintly.

"It's so cold here." Following behind, a black woman in short sleeves said with her arms around her shoulders.

"Maybe it's the storage room. I hope there are good things here." Jingshui who walked in front raised the lighter and said indifferently.

After walking the last step, put your feet on the ground.Clean water raised the lighter, barely illuminating a small area around it.

Everyone watching the animation quickly combined this scene with the scene in their memory.

It's the basement!

It's just that the basement is different now than it was then.The chairs in the central void are gone, replaced by a wooden table.

The lighter was gradually becoming hot, and Qingshui moved his finger down a few points to avoid the hot part, stretched his arms and swayed around, then walked towards the wooden table.

He saw something on it.

The black woman did not follow.She stood on the last step.

"Hey, it's a diary." Jing Shui exclaimed in amazement, and then suddenly cursed: "Ah, damn it!"

The fire suddenly went out.

"What's wrong!" The black woman was surprised.

"The lighter is too hot." Jingshui took a deep breath and blew on the lighter to cool it down as soon as possible.

In the dead silence, there is no light.The dark heartbeat is extremely obvious.

The eyes of all players were dimmed at the same time, and the weird background music sounded again.And gradually enlarged over time, it seems that the danger is approaching...

chap——

The lighter was lit.

The light shrouded again.

The background music suddenly disappeared.

Jing Shui swallowed and spit, and the palms of his hands were already sweating: "Let's go back, this place feels a bit wrong..."

After speaking, he picked up the diary, and hurriedly climbed the steps back to the ground with the black man.

bang——

The door to the basement was closed, and darkness and silence shrouded the place again.

……

In the living room, everyone who was about to find the two of them just got up when they saw them walking quickly from the corridor on one side.

"Look what I found?" Qing Shui shouted, no longer flinching in the basement before.

After all, it was bright day outside.

"What?" Everyone's attention was drawn to him.

"A diary." Jing Shui raised the black-covered diary covered with dust in his hand, sat down on the sofa and threw it to the coffee table: "There may be something interesting written on it, open it and have a look. "

Everyone looked at each other and landed on the diary with scratches and fingerprints.

The atmosphere was eerie and silent for a few seconds, and Transparent Bridge brushed the dust off the diary with his hand.

She was about to open it when Mu Su, who was standing behind the sofa, suddenly leaned over and pressed the back of her hand.

His eyes were full of warning, staring at the transparent bridge: "Promise me, if it is written in Latin, Egyptian, Chinese or something... In short, it is not English, do-do-don't-read-read-out .”

"Don't worry, I don't understand the words you said." Transparent Bridge thought it was funny, so he comforted him casually, and moved his palm away.

Musu was still worried, and asked Jing Shui again: "You only found the diary? Did you touch or take anything else? Such as music boxes, simple boxes, weird masks..."

"Hey! Hey! Calm down, okay?" Seeing that he was getting sick again, Qing Shui quickly interrupted him, biting the accent: "This is reality, not your fantasy world after you get high."

"Who knows." Mu Su took out the unsmoked cigarette from his pocket and lit it: "Do you clearly remember everything from childhood to adulthood? Don't you think that your brain is actually soaked in a vat, and everything in front of you Is it all a hallucination? Maybe we are characters from horror movies. Now the audience in those movie theaters are yelling at you for being stupid and dying... Whatever you want, I just hope I can die handsome."

Lord Grim, who was used to him being out of tune, sighed helplessly: "You really should quit these things."

At this time, Kalian appeared behind Mu Su, and suddenly reached out her hand through Mu Su's armpit to snatch the cigarette in his mouth, then turned around and fled.

"Give it back to me!" Mu Su rushed forward.

"Quiet!"

Transparent Bridge roared impatiently.

The two fell silent for a moment, and stood obediently behind the sofa as if being punished by a teacher. After a while, they started to make small movements again.

"Did you find this in the basement?" The transparent bridge raised the diary towards the clear water.

"Ah."

"Put it in a very hidden place?"

"No...obviously."

Transparent Bridge frowned slightly: "The police had no reason to let this go..."

"Good student, don't worry about it." Wen Xiang on the side suddenly snatched the diary, quickly turned to the first page, and read out loud.

"November 1997, 11. Failed again. The soul is too big and the body is too small. Try the child's soul next time."

She frowned, holding back the weirdness in her heart and continuing to read.

"November 1997, 11. Damn it, the group of policemen came again. The manor is big enough to fool us for the time being. But sooner or later it will be suspected, so we must find a way."

"1997/11/12. Was seen. Was seen. Was seen. I killed him. Soul wasted."

Wen Xiang paused, then looked up at the friends around her.

Most of them looked at each other in blank dismay.

"This, this is a joke..." Karen was the first to be frightened.

"That sounds like a good story. I'm going to get some snacks." No one was alarmed.Shrugging his shoulders on the stairs, he ran back to the room upstairs.

"Continue." Transparent Bridge said to Wen Xiang.She raised her chin, expressionless and unable to guess her thoughts.

Wen Xiang didn't want to continue reading anymore, but seeing that everyone around her wanted to listen, she bit the bullet and continued reading.

The sound was much lower than before.

"November 1997, 11. The police are here again. They're suspicious of me. I need to hurry up."

"1997/11/16. Twins! It worked. This time I succeeded. Is it because of twins? Or children. I will observe for a while."

"This person killed a pair of twin children?" Lord Grim couldn't help interjecting.

"Shut up and let Wen Xiang continue reading."

Wen Xiangmian turned a page in embarrassment: "2003/8/5..."

She froze suddenly.

"Why don't you talk anymore?" Lord Grim asked impatiently.

"Today is August 8th..." Wen Xiang looked up in a daze, and smiled at Jun Mo.

The living room became dead silent in an instant.

Transparent Bridge took the diary from Wen Xiang's hand, and whispered softly: "2003/8/5. Nine young people appeared. The experiment was restarted. This time it may be more successful."

A chill rose from the bottom of everyone's feet.

No one spoke.

The sound of paper flipping sounded in the quiet living room, and the transparent bridge saw that the back was blank, so it flipped back again.Fingers rubbing the notes lightly.

"The pen marks are new."

she said.What else to say, a sharp shout suddenly came from upstairs!

"what!"

"It's Xinyi, the voice of my goddess!"

Everyone was startled.

It's a scary scene if you don't pronounce the name.

(End of this chapter)