The old man's face was terrifying and ferocious, especially his eyes were wide open, gray and silent, almost burst out, as if he was staring at the person who broke into the room with his eyes open.

Even though he knew it was a dream, even though he had prepared mentally in advance, Lu Yuan witnessed this extremely real scene with his own eyes, and his hair stood up all over his body, fear came from all directions like a tide, and his hands and feet were cold.

The operatic style on the side of his ears still added a bit of gloom to the extremely terrifying atmosphere.

He suppressed the fear in his heart, carefully pushed the door and walked in, turned on the radio that was making trouble, and stopped the slowly swinging rocking chair.

"If you are disturbed, please don't blame me!"

Even though it was a dream, Lu Yuan still bowed under the hanged old man and then started searching.

"Ye Hongxing said that dreams are a reflection of reality, and everything has its own prototype... What is the prototype of this hanged old man? Is the first ordinary person to be killed by a nightmare?"

Lu Yuan frowned deeply and flipped the cabinet.

However, nothing was found.

There is not even the identity information of the old man.

He looked around slightly irritated.

Inadvertently, he glanced over the cabinet and his eyes instantly froze on it.

It was a photo, and the photo was a family photo of the family of four.

"photo?"

He was about to get closer to observe, suddenly, in silence, a "click" sound suddenly sounded.

Immediately, in this quiet room, a sad and gloomy opera suddenly sounded.

"...I really hope that a married woman will sing with her husband. Who knows that if you don't know that you will die before the marriage..."

The weird woman's opera contains a strong resentment, and the feeling is like someone holding a needle and harsh eardrums.

Lu Yuan's body suddenly froze, and he subconsciously looked at the radio... He had just turned the radio on with his own hands, why did it suddenly ring?

Crunch...crunch...

There was obviously no one around, but the recliner began to swing on its own, just like an invisible person lying on the recliner, slowly shaking the rocking chair.

Lu Yuan suddenly felt a creepy peeping feeling. The peeping feeling made him numb all over. His body froze, turned his head little by little, raised his head, and looked at the corpse of the old man hanging from the ceiling fan.

The old man was originally facing the door, but Lu Yuan had already entered the house because he entered the house for key information.

Now, the body had slowly turned around at some point and stared at Lu Yuan. The thin body hanging on the ceiling fan was like a torn piece of clothing, and was swinging in an extremely slight way at this moment.

His eyes were staring at the cold and stiff old man in fear.

Suddenly, he saw the corners of the old man's mouth begin to slowly curl up, and a very gloomy and terrifying smile appeared on his face covered in old man spots.

"Click!"

The door suddenly closed automatically.

In an instant, the chill surged throughout the body.

His breathing became rapid, and there seemed to be a piece of ice in his lungs, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Not good! Get out quickly!"

"You can't stay here!"

Without hesitation, he took two steps at once and ran decisively towards the door.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the sound of opera on the radio became more and more harsh, as if it was about to break Lu Yuan’s scalp, pierce the skull, and drill into his head...

Lu Yuan staggered at his feet and walked out of the door. He thought the door was difficult to open, but he opened it with a slight pull.

The moment he closed the door, he hurriedly glanced into the house and saw that the old man who was originally hanging on the ceiling fan had fallen to the ground at some point, standing there straight, with a gloomy and terrifying smile on his face covered with old man spots, and his silent eyes were facing Lu Yuan without any brilliance.

"Click!"

The movement of the door closing was extremely loud, and the silence that enveloped the entire dark corridor was completely broken. Lu Yuan sat on the ground, gasping violently in his mouth, staring at the door with a nervous expression.

Since the radio started to operate, everything happened in an instant. Fortunately, he keenly noticed the old man's abnormality. Thinking of the horror scene that he glanced at the door when he closed the door, Lu Yuan felt cold all over his body.

He didn't know what would happen if the old man was left here, but he didn't dare to try.

After a long time, no movement came from the door. It seemed that the old man could no longer walk out of the door as soon as the door was closed.

He tried to lean against the door and listen to the sound inside.

Deadly silence.

Even the radio opera sound was not heard at all.

To ensure that the old man was hanged, Lu Yuan took a break and his strong psychological quality quickly adjusted his condition, raised his mobile phone, and began to try to continue exploring back and forth.

He carefully recalled the incident just now, and immediately felt that he had ignored the most critical information in his fear.

"I just kept overlooking one thing."

"I have been walking in this corridor for so long and haven't met anyone. So who opened the door to the old man's room just now??"

"If it was that old man, but that old man had died for too long and his body had been hardened. I have stood at this door for so long and the door had not opened. It only shows one problem. Even if the old man becomes a ghost, he will not open the door on his own initiative."

"When I first opened the door, the old man's face was facing the door, the radio was running, and the rocking chair was shaking."

"These scenes are in line with the "operation" state, which can only show one thing: before I entered the room, someone entered the room."

"He entered the room and made the weirdness in the room "run" and then he left again."

"When he left, the door was not closed, and later I discovered that something happened later... Was this intentional or accidental?"

"What did he do in the room?"

"These doors are closed, how did he enter the room?"

Lu Yuan frowned, thought a little in his heart, and began to continue exploring back and forth.

The sound of footsteps sounded again in the dark and silent corridor.

I don’t know how long I walked, but Lu Yuan never saw any door open again.

"Just exploring at the door, it's impossible to find any clues."

“So the clue is still in the room.”

"But...how to get into the room?"

"And so many doors, which one is the one I want to look for?"

Lu Yuan stood in front of a door, and the gap at the bottom of the door passed through the light inside. After hesitating for a long time, he finally knocked on the door.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong"

There were two consecutive knocks on the door, and there was silence inside the door, without any movement, as if no one was present.

"Sure enough, I closed the door so much, and no one opened the door to check. The person inside the door should not be able to open the door..."

"How should I get in?"

"Is it the way I opened the door wrong?"

He kept thinking in his heart, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"
Chapter completed!