Chapter 91 Throwing the handkerchief (2)
Yan Junze immediately came to the next room, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door.
The damage to this room was more serious. The door could only be opened halfway, so Yan Junze had no choice but to sneak in sideways.
The flashlight first irradiated the room, and all the furniture in the room was burned, none of which was decent and could be opened. If so, the so-called treasure must not be here, otherwise it would have been burned long ago.
Yan Junze went to the back room.
There is a big bed here, but it is also burnt beyond recognition, only a few black lacquered supports that look like a big bed are tilted to one side, the night sky is overhead, and the roof has long been burned.
At one end of the bed, a large group of dark objects piled up on the ground, it is not clear what it is.
Yan Junze simply turned on two flashlights to carefully identify the pile of black objects. It looked like burned garbage, but it was astonishing when they piled up together, and it had already caught up with the volume of the burned bed next to it.
What exactly is this?
The laughter just now came from this room, Yan Junze is sure of this.
Is the problem with this black mass, or is there something buried underneath?
Thinking of this level, he was going to find a shovel or something, and dig up this pile of things to have a look.
Just as he was about to go out to search, he suddenly noticed that the pile of black things in front of him seemed to move.
Yan Junze stepped back, staring straight at this pile of weird things.
Sure enough, it moved again, and then the pile of things slowly "stand up" as if waking up from sleep, with all limbs stretched out.
"Hey Hey…"
The familiar laughter sounded just now.
At this moment, in Yan Junze's line of sight, under the light of two flashlights, he finally saw clearly the original appearance of the pile of black objects in front of him.
Here's a bunch of... corpses!
When the fire came, the six children hugged each other tightly, and the final result was that they could not be separated until they died.
The black object in front of the eyes has completely stood up. Looking from Yan Junze's direction, you can see the heads of four children, looking at them from different directions, but only seven feet and six arms can be seen.
The distribution of the limbs is different. With such a large group of charred corpses, it is no longer possible to identify whose arms and thighs are whose.
Of course, Yan Junze is very clear that what he sees now are only the evil spirits of the six children who were burned to death at that time, and the real corpses at the scene have already been cleaned up.
At least at the time, it wasn't when the weirdness exploded.
"hey-hey…"
"somebody is coming!"
"one person?"
"elder brother…"
These heads opened their eyes one after another, moved their mouths one by one, and started talking.
Nima Yan Junze saw this scene, felt his stomach churning, and was about to vomit, and involuntarily took a few steps back.
But fortunately, there is no one who is not open-eyed and calls himself "uncle".
"Let me see."
The voice of a child came from behind the pile of corpses.
Then, the pile of corpses turned around, revealing the heads of two other children, a man and a woman. Of course, this side also has missing and fused limbs.
Originally, it was impossible to identify men and women from the charred corpses, but Yan Junze saw that one of them had a blackened butterfly clip on his head, which had melted into the skin and could not be torn off.
This should be a little girl.
He slowly retreated to the door.
"Brother, are you here to play games?"
At this time, Yan Junze noticed that after the pile of corpses rolled over, one arm in the pile of corpses seemed to pick up a long black object at the place where they were lying on their stomachs just now, which seemed to be a burnt black object. wooden statue.
But the arm quickly put it down again, and the wooden statue rolled down into the pit where the corpses were piled up just now.
Yan Junze's pupils shrank.
"Yes, I'm here to play games." He replied, "It's too narrow here, let's go outside and play."
After saying that, he slipped out of the door that could not be fully opened.
Step back into the yard and stand there watching how these little guys come out.
Not long after, the half-open door panel vibrated, and then sank inward, and the entire door panel disappeared.
A large group of black lacquered corpses appeared at the door, blocked the door frame first, and then squeezed out very hard. The pile of corpses did not disperse, but rolled out completely.
"Shall we play with the handkerchief?"
A child's voice makes suggestions.
Yan Junze was stunned for a moment, of course he knew he was going to throw the handkerchief, but in this situation, all six children are here, but they are all glued together, such a big lump, how can they throw the handkerchief? Left hand to right hand? Which is the left hand?
"OK!"
"OK!"
"OK!"
The other kids agreed.
Yan Junze was puzzled, when he heard the voice of a very gloomy child in the pile of corpses: "Brother, please sit down with your back to us, we will come right away."
Suddenly Yan Junze understood a little bit, nodded, turned off the flashlight, turned and sat on the ground.
Immediately behind me, I remembered the sound of pulling, like the ear-piercing sound made by a piece of frozen meat being torn apart by a strong force.
This sound kept repeating, and in Yan Junze's mind, there was a picture of the pile of corpses he had just seen splitting into a large number of broken limbs, and then turning into incomplete corpses one by one.
"this is mine…"
"Where's my leg?"
"This hand is mine!"
There were constant voices coming from behind Yan Junze, and the content of the conversation made one's scalp tingle.
A moment later, footsteps sounded, and a boy came to his side, lowered his head, only half of his head was left, smiled at Yan Junze, and sat down next to him.
Yan Junze discovered that this guy's body was incomplete, and some dark places had already melted into a ball.
After sitting down, the child remained silent and motionless, which was very consistent with his status as a dead person.
After a while, the second child walked to the other side of Yan Junze with heavy steps. He didn't look at Yan Junze, but sat down directly.
Yan Junze turned his head and found that the little guy's feet had been completely deformed. He didn't know how he got there just now, and he only had one hand.
Then the third, the fourth, the fifth.
The fifth child was the only girl among the six children.
The butterfly clip on the skin on the left side of her forehead, which was originally used to clip her hair, has completely sunk in. This is a sign that she is a girl, and her face has been scorched and blurred.
Then, the sixth one came last and sat opposite to Yan Junze.
This guy looks vicious. Although his facial features have been blurred, he can still feel very gloomy.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Yan Junze knew that the person who asked him to sit down just now was him.
"One of us has run away, he's a coward, a coward, we're going to find him!"
"Fortunately, my brother came to accompany us." The first child who came beside Yan Junze tilted his head and looked at him with a smile, "Otherwise we would be playing games alone!"
"Speak as you speak, please don't turn your face on me, thank you." Yan Junze said without squinting.
(end of this chapter)