Given that Xia Ren's description is likely to be related to the infected body, Liu Xiuxiu was more cautious and carried his black box on her back.

It was still morning, and they walked to the sixth floor in the dust, stood between the two doors, feeling a chill in vain.

Unlike last night, the view here was much clearer through the light coming from the windows around the corner of the stairs, and Xia Ren was finally able to see the situation here completely.

The two doors are opposite each other, in the same style, and are both very old, and they look like a sense of vicissitudes of time.

Xia Ren came to the door opposite Huang Qiuyuan, and a thick layer of dust hung on the door, covering up its original color. There were no drawings on it, and there were only traces of insects below.

"Is that the only one?"

Liu Xiuxiu asked.

"Um."

Xia Ren frowned and turned to look at another fan.

The door where Huang Qiuyuan lives has been wiped clean and there are no drawings on it.

What I saw last night was never hallucinations, but when his hand touched the door, there was no feeling at all, and the system did not prompt it, indicating that it was not a containment and no infectious body existed. If it were, it would definitely not escape his perception ability.

Liu Xiuxiu took out a round mechanical device the size of a palm from the black box. It seemed that this was the tool he opened his door late that night.

He put the device on the door lock and pressed the button, but didn't know how it worked. With the sound of mechanical gears, a gap opened in the door, and a stream of turbid air suddenly overflowed through the door crack.

Xia Ren frowned even deeper.

He smelled the air with a scent of blood that could not be ignored.

at the same time.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong..."

The sound of the child running suddenly sounded again.

Liu Xiuxiu was so shocked that her hands shook, and the mechanical device in her hand was adjusted to the ground. He quickly picked it up and put it back into the black box.

"There's someone inside?"

He looked at his watch, and the pointer on it did not turn at all.

Xia Ren did not answer and gently pushed open the door.

The bright sunlight outside was blocked by the curtains. When it shone into the house, there was only a cool glimmer left.

What appeared in front of Xia Ren and Liu Xiuxiu was a pale scene.

Mourning Hall.

This word suddenly popped up in his mind.

Sofa, TV, coffee table...all furniture is covered with white cloth, except for the floor.

Unlike outside the house, there is only a very thin layer of dust in the house. As they open the door, little dust falls into the air and floats everywhere.

Xia Ren covered his mouth and nose, and Liu Xiuxiu also imitated him and entered the house together.

The wooden floor is old, and when you step on it, it makes a squeaking sound, as if you are overwhelmed.

As soon as I entered the house, the sound outside seemed to be completely isolated, and there was silence inside the house, only their footsteps were ringing.

Xia Ren looked around while walking inside.

Except for the white cloth, everything is very ordinary. The apartment is the same as the one downstairs, where is the bathroom and the kitchen are clear at a glance.

Suddenly, Xia Ren stopped.

Liu Xiuxiu behind her couldn't react in time and hit him on the back.

"Why are you..."

He was about to ask, but his eyes saw ahead and his pupils shrank suddenly.

There was no wind in the room, but the white curtains were swaying gently, and a thin black shadow appeared in it.

A pair of small feet exposed outside the curtains and no shoes were worn.

A child was hiding behind, as if he was playing clumsy hide and seek, not knowing that he had exposed his position.

He probably also made the sound of running just now.

But the question is, how can there be children in this vacant house?

Liu Xiuxiu subconsciously glanced at her watch. At such a close distance, the pointer still didn't respond.

Is it a living person?

"Don't be afraid."

Xia Ren's voice came, helping him stabilize his emotions: "The more afraid he is, the more he is, the more he is likely to suffer danger. Never let his reason decline."

His words were also comforting himself.

He also did not notice the information of the infected body, but the things in front of him were definitely not humans.

The worst thing is that on the system page, his current rationality is only sixty, which is a full twenty points lower!

You should know that Xia Ren was originally a suspense novel. Compared with ordinary people, he is more resilient to fear, especially after being exposed to the system, except for the first few incidents, there are few infections that make him feel afraid afterwards.

What's going on with this kid?

Liu Xiuxiu took out the Xia Kaogun from the black box.

The crowbar and ear-digging spoon were held in Xia Ren's hand at the same time. To be safe, he stretched out his tentacles and quickly opened the curtains!

The breeze blew, and a cloud of dust blew.

Behind the curtains, there was nothing!

"Where is the child?"

Liu Xiuxiu couldn't help but scream.

"Dongdong!"

Two small footprints appeared on the floor in front of them.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong..."

The footprints passed over them and ran behind them.

Xia Ren's spine became cold, his palms were sweating, and he tightened his crowbar.

Not visible.

This is the first time he has been unable to see his target.

The child slipped away in front of his eyes.

"Did you see it just now?"

He asked Liu Xiuxiu, who was wearing the eyes specially made by the foundation.

The latter was even worse than him, and his legs were shaking.

"I can't see anything..."

Liu Xiuxiu replied with her lips trembling.

Xia Ren's eyes were getting too long.

It seems that I am not an exception.

As a D-class person, Liu Xiuxiu has undergone professional training and will never be scared like this when facing such a scene. You must know that he was a person who could resist by being rolled up by his tentacles.

This house is very strange and seems to have the ability to influence people's emotions.

Through the mottled windows, you can see the dark sunshine outside, and even during the day, it cannot give them a sense of security.

The footprints ran into the bedroom, but the bedroom door was closed.

"If you don't feel it works, go out first and I'll check it alone."

Xia Ren turned his head and said to Liu Xiuxiu.

The latter's eyes flashed, but he shook his head firmly.

"The foundation will never retreat!"

He cheered himself up with this sentence.

Xia Ren did not insist anymore and pushed open the bedroom door.

As expected, the bed and wardrobe inside were also covered with white cloth, and there was an inexplicable gloomy atmosphere.

The footprints extend to the edge of the bed and then disappear.

There is only a place to hide under the bed.

Of course, Xia Ren would not crawl onto the floor and watch it stupidly. This is the common routine of horror movies. What if you just climb down and face it with a child? Wouldn’t you scare yourself for nothing?

He took the Xia Gun from Liu Xiuxiu and shot it under the bed without hesitation!

The black cotton mesh blasted out from the other side of the bed with air waves. Xia Ren hurried over to check it out and took it and found that there was nothing inside.
To be continued...