Huaxia ahead, monsters are forbidden

Chapter 160 Video
With some kind of weird mood, Wang Hai came out from 301, closed the door slowly, walked towards the next room, and looked at the blood-stained house number before opening the door.

He imagined an imprisoned woman scratching desperately at the door that prevented her from leaving, even if her hands were covered with blood, even if her fingers were blurred, she kept scratching.

Just one day, the door opened, and she rushed out with great excitement and numbness. Before leaving, she pressed her palm on the number plate of the room where she was imprisoned, until the blood dried up and stuck to it.

The layout of this room is also very simple, but it is better than the previous one, with an area of ​​about twenty square meters.

There is a large bed, a desk, a bedside table, a large wardrobe, and a bathroom.

The overall layout is like a fast hotel with more than 100 yuan a night, or a cheap apartment.

The bathroom is equipped with a shower, a small cubicle of about three square meters, with a sink and a toilet. Similarly, the mirror at the sink has been taken away.

The walls are tiled and moss has grown in them due to the damp.

After just a brief glance, Wang Hai lost the desire to explore. He had an instinctive aversion to this green and furry plant.

The furnishings in the room are fairly neat, the kettle is placed on the TV cabinet against the wall, and a hair dryer is hung on the wall.

The TV cabinet is painted with red paint, and many of the furniture here are painted with red paint. The owner seems to like this color very much.

Crouching down, Wang Hai opened the cabinet, which was empty.He kept squatting and moved two steps to the right, and opened the cabinet next to him. There were some things here.

A knife and a metal cup half filled with a red candle.

He took out the two things, blew the dust on the table, and found some shallow wax marks on the table.

In his mind, a dark figure like the villain in Detective Conan sat alone at the table, lit a candle, and dripped the burning wax into the cup. The lead that you chased yourself.

As for why I was able to think of these in the first place, it may be because Wang Hai did similar things when he was a child, so it resonated a bit.

It was probably when he was in the first grade, when he saw the stainless steel wine glass on the coffee table, he immediately found an unburned candle from the drawer, lit it, dripped it into the wine glass, and plugged in the lead wire, and waited until the wax oil was separated from the candle. When the edge of the cup is still some distance away, wait for it to solidify.

After that, he will turn off the lights in the house, close the door, and make sure that there is no light source, then light the homemade candles, and the wax will melt as the temperature rises.

The liquid level is just level with the rim of the cup.

Then, Wang Hai would drag his young body and lie on the coffee table, watching the candles burn slowly.

However, because the wax oil is fixed in the cup, waste is avoided, and the flame can be controlled so that it will not be too large.

Therefore, such a candle can burn for a long time without going out.

Perhaps this thing triggered some memories in him. After placing the things on the table, Wang Hai took out a lighter and lit this special candle.

Yellow flames sprang up, although not large, but enough to illuminate some areas.

After doing this, he opened the drawer of the desk next to him, and there was a CD inside, with a woman on the cover.

Because of the protection of the casing, the disc does not appear to have much wear and should still be usable.

"The power here hasn't been damaged yet, maybe there's a solar powered unit or something, or some kind of reserve power supply, the lights on this floor are working fine, don't know what about the TV."

While chanting, Wang Hai also inserted the TV plug into the socket and pressed the power button.

When the plug was inserted, some sparks emitted, which made Wang Hai very happy, which meant that the socket was powered.

After the plug was plugged in, there was no change in the TV, the power indicator light on the left was on, but the screen was still dark.

"Is it broken? Well, after all, it has been abandoned for several years. The components inside are probably broken. If it has been used all the time, maybe it can still be used normally now."

Thinking about it this way, the screen of the TV slowly changed from completely black to dark gray, then to gray, until the screen was bright, and the whole process lasted for nearly a minute.

"Is it because of the delay in starting up?" Generally speaking, there will be a certain time delay when the TV is turned on, mostly because of the preheating of the electronic components. This time is usually about ten seconds, and it may be as fast as three or four. Second.

Meaningless snowflakes flicker on as the TV turns on.Wang Hai also turned on the DVD player connected to the TV.

This thing is very rare now, and many children born after [-] may not have seen it. After all, it was something popular at the beginning of the century. Now it has been replaced by Internet TV. This kind of thing has long been outdated.

Opening the hatch, Wang Hai put the CD in.

During the high-speed rotation of the disc, the TV screen also slowly displayed images from the disc reading state.

In the picture, it is in a sunny suburb, with green trees and grass, and the faint chirping of birds and the sound of gurgling water can be heard faintly.

"It's so beautiful here, what do you think, Miko."

The person who spoke was a quite young man. Just by listening to his voice, I felt that he looked quite handsome.

At this time, there was a muffled sound like a car door closing.

"Yes, compared to the hustle and bustle of Osaka, it is indeed much quieter and more comfortable here."

It was a girl who spoke, her voice was very sweet, and she could be a voice actress if she was a little too sweet.

"This is where we will start again, and no one will bother us."

"Yes, Nian Dongjun."

At this point, the scene is frozen.

In other words, the picture has not moved at the beginning, as if looking at a picture and listening to the dubbing.

"According to the available materials, this should be a young man and woman, and the relationship is most likely a couple. According to the girl's name and the place name mentioned, it may be an islander.

"As for the man, it sounds a bit similar, but the possibility of being Chinese is not ruled out, because they speak Mandarin. The man's Mandarin is very standard, while the girl has a little accent.

"They may have encountered some unsatisfactory things in their lives, it may have come from family, it may have come from work.

"In short, it seems that they chose a very romantic but irrational move for young people, to elope."

Just when Wang Hai made this assumption, the picture blurred for a moment, and then he came to a wooden house.

A gray and white wooden house doesn't look good.

"Wow!~ This house is so beautiful. Is this our new home? Niandong Jun?"

The girl sounded very excited, and seemed to hug the man because the camera shook.

The man was also very happy, smiling cheerfully: "Haha! This will be our new home, and we will definitely have a good time."

"Miko, you look like you haven't had a good rest. Is it because you're new here and you're not used to it?"

A man's voice appears in the picture, here is a bedroom-like room.

"Last night, I kept hearing the sound of dripping water, which kept me awake."

The girl's sweet voice sounded at the right time, and there was a trace of fatigue.

"Really? Why didn't I hear anything?" The man's voice sounded a little confused.

The girl probably rolled her eyes at this moment, and said weakly: "Of course you didn't hear it, because another factor that keeps me awake is your snoring."

"Haha!~" The man smiled awkwardly. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, then you can take a rest, I'll make breakfast, and check the situation of the faucet by the way."

As soon as the screen turned, it turned into night again, and the sound of lifting the quilt came from the side.

"Niandong, did you hear that? There is also the sound of dripping water." The girl's voice sounded next to her, her voice was slightly lowered, maybe out of fear.

There was another sound of flipping the quilt. The man seemed to wipe his face, yawned, and said vaguely: "Drip sound? How can there be any drip sound? I checked it during the day..."

Before the words fell, only a voice seemed to ring in his ears.

tick! ~
tick! ~
tick! ~
The sound was very slow, it would only sound once every three seconds, but it was very crisp and clear, as if it was ringing in the ear.

But there is no faucet in this room, and the bathroom is in the living room outside the corridor, and the straight-line distance from here is six meters, which is even longer including the wall.

At this distance, even in the dead of night, the sound will not reach the ears.

"Stay still, I'll go take a look." The man cleared his throat and said, and then the screen began to shake and the angle of view became higher.

The floor is made of wood, and the sound of footsteps walking on it is very clear.

Walking through a corridor, he stopped in front of a frosted glass door, and pressed a hand on the round doorknob.

Then there was the sound of twisting the doorknob, and the door was opened a crack, and the inside was extraordinarily dark, pure black, with no light through.

Squeak! ~
The door opened.

"Niandong, Niandong, are you okay?"

The picture was swallowed by darkness, and after a pause, it turned to the room again.

A girl's voice came from the screen.

tick! ~
tick! ~
The sound of dripping water was still very clear, and she seemed frightened.

"Niandong? Niandong!?" Her voice raised a little.

When she didn't get a response, she stood up, and the screen began to shake and rise.

She was about to go out to have a look, but the picture slowly moved to the door, and the corridor was dark.

"Niandong!?" The girl yelled loudly, but no one responded to her, so she yelled softly again: "Are you there?"

"Don't scare me~" Her voice began to tremble, sounding terrified.

The sound of slippers hitting the floor came, and the screen turned to a diagonal angle, with a little foot wearing a white sock appearing in the screen from time to time.

It took a long time to walk this way. Out of fear, I basically took one step forward and half a step back. I followed each step and finally arrived at the door of the bathroom.

The door has been opened, revealing a crack.

She knew what it meant.

"Niandong, are you there?" The voice came into the bathroom, and there was some echo.

A beautiful little hand appeared in the screen. The fingers were slender and white, like green onions and white jade. They looked very tender, as if they had been covered with milk. You could smell a faint milky fragrance across the screen.

That beautiful palm slowly stretched into the darkness and was swallowed up by it.

Accompanied by a 'pop'.

There was a sound of electric current passing by, and the light in the bathroom came on.

That palm slowly pushed the door open, and it was empty...
Near the door is a sink, next to it is a washing machine, and the inside is separated by a sliding door, and the picture slowly moves in.There is a toilet, a shower, and a bathtub, all normal.

The faucet did not leak, but the sound of dripping water could still be heard.

"Niandong, where have you been?" The girl's voice was trembling. "So scared!~"

The girl seemed to be wrapped in a blanket, and she tightened it now to make herself feel warmer.

"This place, there shouldn't be any Kayako or something..." the girl said to herself.

The girl's nose twitched, as if she was about to cry.

The screen started to change, and she seemed to be going out.

Just as she passed the sink, the screen trembled.

Wang Hai also suddenly concentrated, and unconsciously grasped his pants with both hands.

In the picture, above the sink, there is a mirror nailed to the wall.

In the mirror, there is a beautiful and sweet girl, she is wrapped in a brown and black blanket at the moment, her hair is chestnut, slightly curly, very beautiful.

A jelly-like mouth, a straight nose, a fair face, and big almond-like eyes.

There is no better word to describe such a girl, and that is 'the beauty of one thought'.

However, it is obviously not this beautiful girl who really freezes the picture at this moment, but standing behind her, a strong man in a green military suit, with an evil smile on his face, appears in the mirror inside.

"what!!!"

"Huh?~"

The first sound was the scream of a girl tearing her throat, and then the screen went black and disappeared.

The second sound was made by Wang Hai, which contained doubts, surprises, and unbelievable emotions.

There is no doubt that the familiar figure is undoubtedly him, and he is wearing exactly the same attire as he is now.

This place has been abandoned for several years. There is a thick layer of dust on your box outside the CD. It has obviously been there for a long time.

But the man inside is obviously himself, and he is also dressed in the same way.

No different!

"Strange things..." Wang Hai pondered.

The TV started to turn into snow patterns again, the DVD had stopped working, and the light on the power supply was also off. It was obviously a malfunction, and Wang Hai couldn't take out the disc.

He sat quietly on the edge of the bed, facing the TV, staring dully at the irregular snow patterns. In his mind, at that position, just now, a man exactly like him was facing him, strangely smiling.

The night became more silent, and the night was as thick as ink.

Outside the room, a thick white mist slowly surrounded him, and the visibility became lower and lower until he couldn't see his fingers.

In the room, a man in a green military suit sat alone on the edge of the bed, facing the TV flickering with snowflakes.

Squeak! ~
There was the sound of the door being opened in the corridor, and the door panel was bumped against the wall, and the sound echoed in the corridor outside.

Under the bed, streaks of bright red spread out, staining the floor and flowing onto a pair of black military boots.

Wang Hai lowered his head, and on the liquid-flowing mirror, a familiar face was smiling strangely at him.

"Hey hey hey!~"

(End of this chapter)