Chapter 3: Big Head Monster(1/2)
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A clear and powerful knock on the door made Ding Xiaoyi quickly become alert.
If this was at your own home, maybe you would walk over, ask for the person's identity, and then open the door to check.
But where is this place?
Underworld!
To be precise, it is what people call the Netherworld.
Who do you think will knock on the door in this place?
At this time, when you open the door, there is a zombie standing outside the door, telling yourself with its rotten claws that he is your neighbor, and come to see if you have any brains.
Ding Xiaoyi will not be surprised either.
But this is not the scariest thing. The unknown is the truly scary thing.
Not knowing what was outside the door, he did not move or respond. Instead, he held his breath and waited quietly.
"Bang bang bang..."
The knocking on the door was more urgent than last time.
Every sound was like a knock on my heart, making my heart beat faster.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
The third knock made the entire door shake.
The angry knocking sound made Ding Xiaoyi not know why, but the image of a bodybuilder bringing people to catch a rapist appeared in his mind.
Of course, this is just my imagination, but no matter what it is, it always makes me feel uneasy. I even have the illusion that I will be torn into pieces if I open the door.
It wasn't until a while later that the knocking on the door stopped.
Outside the door, there was silence for a moment, so quiet that only my own weak breathing could be heard.
After hesitating for a while, Ding Xiaoyi tiptoed to the door and looked out through the gap.
Through the gap, you can see that there is nothing outside.
It was pitch black, and he could only see a vague fence in the distance. A little further away, he couldn't see clearly, and it was a completely dark world.
"Nothing?"
Seeing the empty space outside, Ding Xiaoyi's scalp felt numb. He wondered who was responsible for the knock on the door just now.
Strong uneasiness, like shrouding myself in the unknown.
Those smart eyes scanned around the room until they saw the big box in the corner of the room.
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but think about whether to open the box first and check if there was anything he could use inside.
Judging from the house deed, diary, and two ghost notes.
Nothing the old man left for himself was meaningless.
It makes no sense that there is nothing in such a big box.
Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi walked to the table and was about to reach out for the keys on the table.
"Buzz..." A subtle buzzing sound, like thunder on the ground, made Ding Xiaoyi's arms stiffen, followed by a cool breeze rushing up from behind, and a terrible thought suddenly came to his mind.
The door is open!
"Hiss~~"
Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were complicated, and the thoughts in his mind were confused. He did not turn around, but the sound of footsteps in his ears made the hairs on his body stand up, and he felt the coldness crawling up the soles of his feet like a loach.
"Da, da, da da..."
At this time, he suddenly noticed the mirror next to him.
As the footsteps approached, the picture on the mirror gradually became clearer, making him hold his breath for a moment.
A huge human head was staring greedily at his body with a pair of eyeballs bigger than the mouth of a bowl.
Countless slender and weird long whiskers spread down from the broken neck of the human head, stepping on the wooden floor like the tentacles of a centipede, causing the floor to make a squeaking sound.
Looking at the picture in the mirror, a large amount of cold sweat suddenly rolled down his forehead.
His rapid breathing and heartbeat were like an engine that had reached its peak and was about to jump out of his throat at any time.
Ding Xiaoyi's fingers calmly pinched his thigh.
With the burning tingling sensation, I firmly guarded my reason that was about to panic.
"Brother, I'm hungry..."
At this time, he heard a soft voice coming from behind him, and the voice sounded very sweet.
Ding Xiaoyi stiffened his body, turned halfway, and glanced sideways, he found that the person standing behind him was actually a little girl.
Wearing a white dress, with a little baby fat on her round face, and her big and lively eyes, she looks very cute.
Of course, if you hadn't seen the little girl's true face in the mirror, maybe you would have been moved by such a childish voice and innocent appearance.
But now, Ding Xiaoyi just wants to stay as far away from the little girl in front of him as possible.
He didn't respond to her, but looked at the mirror in the corner again.
The huge head slowly opened its mouth, spitting out its disgusting tongue and licking around the mouth.
Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi took a deep breath to relax the tense muscles on his face, then turned around and said with a smile: "Oh, just right, I have some food here, I'll get it for you!"
While he was talking, Ding Xiaoyi took a step and tried to go around the gap beside the little girl.
But he saw the little girl's face darken, and she suddenly stood in front of him.
Those eyes stared directly at Ding Xiaoyi's face: "You lied!"
Ding Xiaoyi tightened his fingers, but quickly released them again, glancing at the mirror from the corner of his eye.
When he saw the head on the mirror gradually getting closer to him.
It seemed that he could even smell the stench in the air, and he pinched his thigh hard with his fingers.
Relying on the sobriety brought by the tingling sensation, Ding Xiaoyi relaxed himself and continued: "There is really food. I won't lie to you. I prepared a lot of food when I came here. It's all in which box."
As he said that, he pointed to the big black box in the corner, with a smile on his face: "You are so cute, I really don't know who is so cruel to leave you here. Fortunately, I brought a lot of delicious food, I will definitely let you
Eat until you’re full!”
While Ding Xiaoyi was talking, his eyes were fixed on the mirror in the corner.
That fat head seemed to be confused by his own words, or perhaps seduced by the delicacies in his words, and his eyes as big as the mouth of the bowl were spinning around.
"success!"
Ding Xiaoyi was secretly happy, but just when he was about to get around this big head and escape.
The head in the mirror seemed to suddenly notice something, and his eyes suddenly locked on the mirror, meeting his own gaze in the mirror.
"You found me!"
When I saw the little girl in front of me, her face became ferocious, and her small body was like an inflated balloon, inflating instantly.
Ding Xiaoyi jumped out, trying to escape through the gap at the edge of the wall.
However, his speed could not keep up with the head's tentacles. While he was still walking in the air, the slender tentacles wrapped around Ding Xiaoyi's ankle like lightning.
The force that followed was so overwhelming that it lifted him up instantly.
At this time, Ding Xiaoyi noticed that the head in the mirror opened its mouth angrily, comparable to the mouth of the abyss.
There was a strong rotten stench and a disgusting smell in the air, which seemed to be announcing his death.
The feeling of helpless struggle, like a drowning person, made Ding Xiaoyi subconsciously yell: "Let go!!"
It's just the roar of an ant trying to survive in a trapped animal.
But when Ding Xiaoyi finished speaking, the house deed on the table suddenly flashed.
The head monster in front of him shook his body and involuntarily let go of the hand wrapped around Ding Xiaoyi's ankle.
"Bang!"
Under the horrified gaze of the skull monster, Ding Xiaoyi fell to the ground.
It seems that he is still confused as to why he should let go.
"Huh?"
Ding Xiaoyi was also stunned by the changes before his eyes, but he quickly noticed the house deed on the table.
There was a hazy light shining on the light yellow property deed.
The property deed seemed to be covered in a shiny sheen, and what caught Ding Xiaoyi's attention the most was the three characters "Ding Xiaoyi" suddenly written in the lower left corner of the property deed, in the column of the owner of the property deed.
"House deed!"
Looking at his name on the house deed, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly remembered the last line of the last page of his diary.
To be continued...