My ghost wives all want to kill me?

However, the doors have been replaced with brand new fingerprint locks, so it seems impossible to get in.No strange door was found in the corridor. When he walked to the door of the room where Yang Xueer once lived, Li Gui frowned and took out a red notebook.

"Judging from the position of the crayon drawing, the red blood door should be in the room where Xue'er once lived. However, it is locked, so you can't break in by force."

He tried to twist the door. What Li Gui didn't expect was that the door was not locked and could be easily opened.

"I'm afraid the fingerprint information hasn't been entered yet."

It's possible, after all, the renovation of the entire fourth floor has not started yet, and the rooms on the entire floor still maintain their original appearance.

Taking out the prepared flashlight, the moment Li Gui entered the room and closed the door, he immediately discovered the wall pillar in the living room where Yang Xueer's body had been buried.

On the protruding white wall, a red wooden door appeared out of thin air.

"Is this the door that appears on the notebook?"

Walking to the blood door, Li Gui did not open it for the time being.

Instead, he took out his phone first, turned on the camera mode, and pointed it at the strange red door.

He found that the red blood door could not be seen at all in the mobile phone camera. The screen still reflected the white wall pillars, but it was a little dim when illuminated.

"It seems that only I can see this door."

Taking back his phone, Li Gui took out the ghost-killing knife from his backpack, took a deep breath, and slowly opened the red blood door.

The moment he opened the door, he smelled a strong smell of blood, but it disappeared immediately. There was no horrific scene behind the door, only a deep darkness.

When the light of a flashlight shines into it, it mysteriously disappears and nothing can be seen.

"This...is not to let me in."

Looking at the darkness inside the door, Li Gui hesitated.

He originally planned to see what was behind the door and whether it was related to Yang Xueer's blood realm.

But I didn't expect that after opening it, there would be such a scene.

If you just close the door and leave, you can ensure safety, but apart from knowing that this door can only be seen by yourself, there is no other gain.

He didn't even know what was inside the door and what its purpose was. It was like a wasted trip.

The next time you come in, it may not be as simple as today.

So standing in front of the dark door, Li Gui seemed a little hesitant.

"The red blood gate should be related to the blood realm behind Xue'er. I have signed a marriage contract with Xue'er, so everything should be fine."

Making up his mind, Li Gui planned to go in and take a look. He did not find the number 3 at the door, which may have something to do with the scene behind the door.

If the door is really the blood world where Xue Er represents resentment, there may be a way to eliminate Xue Er's resentment.

As long as it is eliminated, the problem that has been bothering him will be completely solved.

"crunch~"

After twisting open the door, the moment Li Gui stepped into the black area of ​​the room, the door behind him closed with a bang.

"So what's coming in?"

The red blood door behind him was no longer visible, and his eyes were pitch black. Li Gui did not dare to act rashly, but took out his phone and turned on the lighting mode.

Unlike outside the door, after entering the blood door, the light can spread for a short period of time, but it is very unstable, as if a strange magnetic field is constantly interfering with the lighting of the mobile phone.

The already dim light kept flickering, and could only vaguely illuminate a full-length mirror standing in the darkness not far away.

"This......"

There was no way out. Although it felt a little strange, Li Gui could only bite the bullet and walk over.

Click, click, click, click.

There was a weird sound when his feet landed in the darkness, a feeling like glass being crushed.

The mobile phone used for lighting in Li Gui's hand kept flashing.

After walking in the dark for about ten seconds, Li Gui found a big white cross painted on the mirror after walking in front of the full-length mirror.

Before he could realize what he meant, the light from the phone fell into darkness again.

Li Gui, who was holding the ghost-killing knife while temporarily losing sight, tensed up.

All he could hear was the sound of glass breaking, as if it was coming from in front of him.

click~

The light from the mobile phone quickly recovered, but it did not bring a sense of security. The boundless darkness still surrounded Li Gui.

But in front of him, the place where the full-length mirror used to be was turned into a dilapidated iron door.

There is a number written on the iron gate, which is exactly the number three that Li Gui saw on the crayon yellow.

"Huh... Would it be better if I brought Xue'er here?"

Already feeling vaguely regretful, Li Gui put his hand on the cold door handle and slowly opened the strange door.

"crunch~"

2Chapter 17 11 years ago

The sudden bright light stung his eyes, and Li Gui instinctively covered his eyes with his hands. His blurry vision seemed to be covered with a thin layer of silk, but a sound that shouldn't be there came from his ears.

"Brother Long, you are so stupid. Oh my god, you really took out your dad's PHS."

"Hey, you think I'm joking with you!"

"Wocao, show me, I haven't seen what a mobile phone looks like."

"Be careful, don't break it. You have to secretly return it to my dad at noon today."

......

"Fried buns and soy milk fried dough sticks are all one yuan, don't miss it if you pass by."

"Boss, let's have some fried buns."

"Okay, one piece at a time."

"It's so expensive, it's making you feel cold."

"Hey, why don't I warm it up for you?"

"Okay, hurry up."

......

"Hey, do you know what the password is for your dad's computer?"

"No, I tried to take a peek last night, but I was kicked out."

"Oh, I still hope that I can get the dead leaf spirit together today."

"Let's wait until next time. Next time I finish the exam and get [-] points, I can play for an hour."

"Even if it's impossible in this life."

......

The noisy sounds in his ears made Li Gui's eyes appear confused.

He imagined that all kinds of horrific and bloody scenes would appear when he opened the door, but he didn't expect that what appeared in front of him was a backward but lively street.

Only when the sun is rising in the sky is there a tendency. There are many shops pushing carts and selling breakfast. There are not many cars on the simple concrete road. Instead, there are many primary school students wearing red and white school uniforms chatting in twos and threes on the roadside.

When passing by Li Gui, he looked at him curiously.Glanced twice.

"This......"

The smell of dust floating in the air made Li Gui realize that this was not a normal dream, and the darkness behind him was replaced by a dilapidated house.

The open iron door is the facility that comes with this house.

"Are you in a dream again?"

Having already had two similar experiences, Li Gui accepted this unscientific scene quickly.

He walked out of the smoky scene behind him, and in front of him was a street that was slightly behind the times.

The clothes of the people around him didn't change much. The only reason that made Li Gui sure that this scene was not in modern times was that everyone passing by didn't have a mask on their face.

This is not common at all in 2022.

"Why is there such a world after opening the door? Is it back to Yang Xueer's previous memories? What do I need to do?"

Qian:xun,.,'Free:?Free;!small,!Said,skirt:?;2:?;5!.?.5.5',::9'5:;,!3,0':0 Not quite understanding, Li Gui didn't talk to the various passers-by around him for the time being. He opened his backpack and took out the red notebook inside.

The first few pages have not changed, but behind the page of Yang Xueer's information, the crayon drawing disappeared and was replaced by a new text.

"The depth of resentment is longing. She has been waiting for someone to save her."

"Hey boy, what's that in your hand?"

The new text that appeared on the notebook made Li Gui frown. As he was thinking about it, a woman passing by carrying a bag of vegetables noticed the glowing mobile phone in his hand and walked over curiously.

"Your flashlight is very small. Where did you buy it? Is it expensive?"

"Oh, it's a bit expensive. I bought it abroad."

Immediately putting the notebook back, Li Gui found no other changed information on it. He watched the aunt in front of him look curiously at the smartphone in his hand that turned on the lighting mode. He turned off the light of the phone and put it back in his trouser pocket.

"Auntie, I would like to ask, what year is this year?"

"Hey, you young man, why are you asking such nonsense?"

Seeing Li Gui put away his cell phone, the aunt mistakenly thought that this person was stingy, and she frowned a little unhappy.

"This year is 2011. The young man didn't learn mathematics well when he saw it. He couldn't even remember the year."

Shaking her head, the aunt took her own dishes and left, leaving Li Gui standing alone and staring at everything around him.

"In 2011, that is, 11 years ago...the notebook asked me to come here. What did it mean?"

The streets leading to and from are very narrow, and there are some simple and undecorated cement houses built on both sides of the road. Li Gui's appearance, carrying a backpack with a knife handle exposed, is very conspicuous even here.

"If something suddenly appears in the notebook, it should be related to Xue'er. Could it be similar to Xu Qing's dream? Do I need to help Yang Xue'er when she was a child?"

Ignoring the constant gazes around him, Li Gui was not sure. Although he couldn't figure out the meaning of that sentence, he felt that since it was the blood gate that only appeared in Xue'er's scene, the scene connected behind the gate must be It has something to do with Yang Xueer.

If it is really the same as Xu Qing's dream last time, then the top priority is to find Yang Xueer from 11 years ago.

That girl is only 11 years old.

"The world behind the door should be different from the dream. We are not sure whether there is any danger yet. We still need to find Xue'er first and figure out the meaning of the sentence in the notebook."

The analysis was like this, but looking at the various old-fashioned billboards and houses around him, Li Gui looked up and felt a little at a loss for a moment.

"This, how did I know where Yang Xueer was 11 years ago?"

The scene in front of me is no different from the real thing. The only sense of dislocation is the change of scene caused by the difference in time and space.

Li Gui didn't know if there would be a time limit or other dangers behind the door, but he looked at the various intersections and houses in front of him.

It's probably unrealistic to really expect him to search every room.

Do you want to stand in the middle of the road and shout Yang Xueer's name loudly?

This... doesn't seem to be impossible.

"Xiaoxue, are you here to buy groceries again?"

Not far away, the old man sitting on two poles turned away from watching the show. He was still observing the strange young man carrying a schoolbag not far away.

But when he found a familiar petite girl in front of him, he immediately withdrew his gaze, with some pity in his cloudy eyes.

"Well... we've finished eating the food at home."

The girl was wearing a washed-out white short-sleeved shirt, black cotton pants and inappropriate pink slippers.

Her hair was only held up with a butterfly hairpin, and most of her hair was spread out to both sides. She carried a faded schoolbag with a zipper on her back. Under the messy hair, her delicate facial features showed mismatched intelligence and indifference. .

"Hey...how is your father's health?"

"I was almost healed, but I was busy too late last night because I was wearing straw sandals, so I have been coughing today."

The little girl held a medicine bag in her hand, and her words did not contain any emotional ups and downs, just a simple narrative. It seemed that she had long been used to it.