Chapter 152 A House with a Familiar Style
Ho Yuet-Lian's other house is located in the suburbs of Tai O City.
Because she has become a ghost painting, she can't help but want to kill the living people who see her.
I didn’t do this today because Zhang Hao is here.
In the past, she would not have gone out like this.
"Do you need my help?"
Ignoring the surprised looks of the community security guards, He Yuelian led Zhang Hao all the way back to her villa and couldn't wait to ask.
"I need you to teach me how to do makeup."
Zhang Hao directly stated his purpose.
“I recently got something that requires makeup to use.”
"Do you want to put on makeup? Are you putting on makeup for you?" He Yuelian turned her head, with a little surprise in her eyes.
“No, just draw it according to your face.” Zhang Hao shook his head.
Hearing this, He Yuelian showed a look of surprise.
Make up your own face?
“You mean, use my face directly for makeup, right?”
"Shall I teach you directly with my face?" Perhaps out of uncertainty, He Yuelian repeated it deliberately.
"Yes." Zhang Hao nodded.
"Okay, take a rest for a while, and I will teach you how to draw right away." He Yuelian had a look of surprise on his face.
“Let me find some makeup stuff first. After all, there are too many props for makeup.”
“Forget it, just go to my room.”
He Yuelian originally planned to take the things to the living room, but after thinking about it, she blushed and suggested.
"Okay." Zhang Hao had no requirements for the environment.
After receiving Zhang Hao's promise, He Yuelian excitedly took Zhang Hao to her room.
He Yuelian's room is very large. It is said to be a room, but in fact, it still looks very spacious even though there are a lot of things placed in it.
As soon as he walked into He Yuelian's room, Zhang Hao saw a wall covered with photos.
These photos are basically photos of Zhang Hao and the ghost bride.
It’s just that the ghost bride in the photo is not wearing a red hijab, it looks more like a photo of Zhang Hao and He Yuelian.
In the photo, Zhang Hao is not wearing a face covering, and he and He Yuelian are doing a lot of intimate actions, and there are even many extremely private photos.
Noting that Zhang Hao was observing the photos on the wall, He Yuelian lowered her head, seeming a little shy, but secretly observing whether Zhang Hao would behave dissatisfied.
Until Zhang Hao looked at the photos on the wall thoroughly, he had no idea of speaking.
Only then did He Yuelian weakly raise her head.
“These are all the ghost paintings you made for me. I went home and took a nap, and the photos at home became like this.”
“I felt like it when I looked at them. I liked it, so I hung them in my room."
He Yuelian's tone seemed very guilty, like a little girl who had done something bad and was discovered by her parents, but there was a little expectation deep in her eyes. , seems somewhat contradictory.
“If you like it, hang it up.”
Zhang Hao had no objection to this, he was just surprised.
“Really?” He Yuelian heard this and looked at Zhang Hao in surprise.
“Really.” Zhang Hao confirmed what he just said.
At this time, perhaps it was the photos on the wall that attracted the ghost bride's attention, and she walked to the wall.
Although she was wearing a red hijab, she felt like she was looking at a photo, which made He Yuelian feel nervous.
Inexplicably, He Yuelian had an idea in her heart. She was like a mistress who seduced someone else's husband and was caught by the real owner.
But He Yuelian's idea is obviously redundant.
In the Ghost Bride’s understanding, He Yuelian is a part of herself, but it was just a part of the ghost that was separated to help her do things because of Zhang Hao’s request.
Whether it is a photo of the ghost bride or a photo of He Yuelian, in the eyes of the ghost bride, they are all photos of her.
“Let her look at it for a while, let’s go in and learn makeup.”
Zhang Hao didn't express much about this. After noticing the expression on He Yuelian's face, he said calmly.
"Will the ghost bride still look at the photos? Haven't I heard that all ghosts have no wisdom?" He Yuelian was a little curious.
“She is different from other ghosts.” Zhang Hao said thoughtfully.
"Okay."
He Yuelian nodded, took Zhang Hao to her dressing table, and began to teach Zhang Hao how to put on makeup.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Okawa City.
A man with a strange and cold expression woke up from his deep sleep.
"Did you die again? What killed me before?"
Li Leping walked out of a gloomy room in confusion.
"No, this time, it seems that I was not killed, but was forgotten on my own initiative."
Li Leping remembered a lot of things. It seemed that he was trying to forget a horrific memory before, and then he Restart selected.
It’s just that this memory is extremely vague, and he can’t remember what happened.
This is also the sequelae of his control of the Forgotten Ghost.
The Forgotten Ghost can forget his own killing patterns and forget about the Evil Ghost's resurrection, making it impossible for others to remember him.
But similarly, even Li Leping will continue to forget his past.
Perhaps one day in the future, even Li Leping, who has become an alien, will forget that he was once a human being and not a ghost.
Li Leping walked out of the room, walked through the long corridor, and stopped in front of a room door.
This door is dark gold in color and looks like a door made of brass.
But in fact, this is a safe house built by Li Leping with gold, and the brass is just a disguise.
Prevent some people from destroying the golden door after discovering that the door is gold.
Li Leping skillfully took out the key from a gap beside the door, unlocked the door, and walked into the room.
"Yang Jian held the second headquarters captain meeting."
"This captain meeting is related to the red and white ghosts. Those two ghosts are very dangerous. I don't want to Make sure you can remember this experience the next time you return to Okawa City.”
The room is not big, there is only a table, and on the most conspicuous place on the table, there is an open book. notebook.
The gap in the middle of the notebook is pressed by a pen to prevent the wind from opening the door from turning the pages of the notebook.
Li Leping picked up his notebook and started checking it.
"The captain meeting is over. This time Yang Jian seems determined to deal with the red and white demons."
"In addition to the newly appointed captains, there are two special situations that are not currently available. Except for the idle captain, all the captains in the headquarters must participate in this operation."
"But fortunately, Yang Jian is not a person who thinks about things at once. I have one day before departure. Time to prepare.”
"In the future, if the experience of this trip is forgotten, please inherit this notebook and leave your experience."
"My name is Li Leping, I am a living person, a A living person with living consciousness, I am not a ghost.”
The notebook contains many contents, and the contents are very detailed, as if they are afraid that some contents will be ignored.
After reading the above content, Li Leping turned over the pages of his notebook and recorded the previous sentence on it.
"The incident of dealing with the red and white demons failed. I chose to actively forget the memory of that day."
"Although I don't know what happened, something terrible must have happened, which forced me to restart, and I paid the price of forgetting my memory for several days."
"Although I felt sad in my heart. Curiosity drives me to find out what happened, but I know that the more I know about some things, the more troublesome it will be."
Perhaps to remind myself, Li Leping is writing about his current experiences and thoughts. After it came out, I wrote another paragraph.
"My name is Li Leping. I am a living person, an alien with living consciousness. I am not a ghost."
I wrote this sentence many times in my notebook , basically every page has such words written on it.
Because his memory kept forgetting, Li Leping had to use a notebook to remember what he had experienced before.
The last sentence is to remind your future self to avoid the time when you can't think about it after losing your memory and choose to become a ghost.
"Let's go out and take a look. I hope the situation at the headquarters won't be too bad."
Li Leping left this golden room. In this room, except for the notebook and An ordinary pen, just a table and an ordinary bottle of ink.
There is nothing special inside except that the room is made of gold. other side.
An intersection is filled with construction waste on both sides, and is covered by a layer of green mesh on an old path.
A pale figure suddenly walked in here.
“Is this where Meng Xiaodong is?”
Zhang Hao looked around and could see that this place used to be an alley, but the old buildings on both sides had been Demolished.
Now only this small road is left. Soon, this small road will probably disappear and be built into a modern asphalt road.
There are many cordons and other things nearby, but no one is watching them now, otherwise his car would have been stopped at the intersection.
Many buildings in the old city have been demolished, but some buildings are still not completely demolished, and some are only half demolished.
Several of the buildings were partially damaged and looked crumbling and dangerous.
Patches of construction waste lying on the ground near the community have not yet been removed.
Just gradually deepen into this area.
The further inside, the higher the integrity of the building.
Complicated lines, old neon signs, and low telephone poles appeared in front of us.
Dirty, mottled old walls on both sides.
The bumpy ground.
If you didn't still see some modern things, you would even feel like you were in an alley from the last century.
"Room 301 of Meng Xiaodong should be called Mingyue Community."
Zhang Hao recalled it again and again, looking for records with the word "Mingyue" nearby.
As he continued to move forward, Zhang Hao soon noticed an old community in the distance.
Although he did not see the words Mingyue Community, Zhang Hao could feel that this community had a supernatural aura.
Zhang Hao saw rows of five-story buildings not far away, probably nine of them.
Those buildings were all built in the same era. The exterior walls have been painted with a light green paint, which seems to be relatively new.
But there are no glass windows at the corridor entrance of the community.
They are all diamond-shaped windows made of bricks and cement.
This kind of window corridor must be very dark. Even in broad daylight, it will feel eerie. Once it comes to night, if there are no corridor lights, you can almost walk in the dark.
"The community that was deliberately sealed up seems to have been found correctly this time."
In fact, Zhang Hao has been searching here for a while since he came to Dachuan City.
Although Zhang Hao also visited Dachuan City when he was in Baishui Town, Meng Xiaodong was not dead at that time.
In Dachuan City, Zhang Hao was more focused on searching for supernatural places to devour ghosts, and did not deliberately look for the place where Meng Xiaodong was.
There are many supernatural places in Dachuan City, many of which were jointly built by Meng Xiaodong and his group. Even Zhang Hao would have trouble entering these supernatural places.
After setting the goal of finding Room 301 first, Zhang Hao came to Dachuan City and did not immediately release the ghosts.
But now that the location of Mingyue Community has been confirmed, Zhang Hao no longer has any scruples.
The black and white ghosts began to spread in all directions with him as the center. Under the cover of the ghosts, Zhang Hao could clearly perceive the internal structures of these sealed buildings.
However, in the perception of ghosts, these buildings that have been re-coated with cement are actually not ghosts.
"It seems that Li Leping deliberately sealed it before he could solve his own problems, in order to prevent him from losing control and going out to kill people."
"As Li Leping has solved the problem of out-of-control, now this dangerous community has been completely abandoned by him."
Zhang Hao just looked at it and inferred the situation of the community.
After all, this is the place where Meng Xiaodong's body is. Li Leping has fallen into the hands of Meng Xiaodong several times, so it is normal to be afraid of this place.
Zhang Hao's ghosts continue to expand, and the black and white ghosts make the community become more depressing and gloomy.
As the ghosts continued to expand, Zhang Hao soon locked a room.
It was probably the sixth or seventh house in the community. Zhang Hao felt resistance in one of the rooms on the third floor.
This kind of resistance is not the resistance of Guixiao being isolated by gold, but the result of some kind of supernatural influence on Guixiao.
Zhang Hao's figure disappeared on the spot and took the initiative to come to the third floor corridor where the abnormality was discovered.
Everywhere on the third floor is dark. There are four households here, but it is no longer possible to distinguish the rooms from the house numbers.
Zhang Hao was walking in the aisle, and as Gui Xie continued to sense, he soon discovered something unusual.
Among the four houses, there was only one where he could not sense what was going on inside.
He walked over directly, then raised his foot and kicked the door.
The huge sound of breaking the door echoed in the building, shaking the dust above the head and falling.
As soon as the door opens.
A long-lasting coolness came from inside.
At the same time, a dim, yellow light actually lit up from Room 301 and illuminated the outside of the door.
Obviously the entire community is without water and electricity, but the lights are on in this room, which undoubtedly proves the weirdness.
Zhang Hao walked directly into the room without any scruples.
The style of the room is simple. When you walk inside, you will feel that it is out of modernity. It feels a bit like being in a red room, except that the light here is dim yellow.
Most of the furniture in the room was made of wood and painted with red paint, which made Zhang Hao couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
Zhang Hao looked towards the middle of the room, where there was a table with mottled paint on the tabletop, which was also red.
This style is indeed very similar to the style of the red table in the red room.
But unfortunately, these things are just made into red furniture. They are not supernatural items, and they have nothing to do with the ghost bride and the red room.
Zhang Hao looked at the wall. There were many posters posted on it. The four corners of the posters were held up by thumbtacks, which completely belonged to the style of the 1980s.
“Speaking of which, Room 301 seems to have a supernatural power related to oil paintings. If I take away these things, can I directly learn how to put on makeup?”
Zhang Hao was not in a hurry to deal with Meng Xiaodong, he had already come here, and he did not miss this moment.
In this kind of antique residence of the Republic of China, it is easier to find some special good things if you are careful.
Zhang Hao took a look around the living room. Perhaps because someone had been here, the room seemed a bit messy and a lot of things were missing.
Zhang Hao's attention left the living room and looked elsewhere.
In one of the rooms with the door half open, he could vaguely see a body lying on a red bed. That should be where Meng Xiaodong's body was.
But now Zhang Hao did not focus on that, but chose to look at the other room opposite the door.
There are not many rooms in the house. Apart from the living room, there are only two rooms.
Since your body, Meng Xiaodong, is lying in another direction, other things will naturally be placed in another direction.
Zhang Hao walked in the direction of the opposite door.
When I walked to the middle of the two rooms, I found a painting hanging on the wall inside.
It's an oil painting.
The person in the oil painting is a handsome man from the Republic of China period. He is wearing a uniform and looks like a young warlord or an aristocratic son. He is very elegant.
"Zhang Dong?"
Zhang Hao stared at the man, his eyes cold and strange, as if he was looking at each other.
Originally, Zhang Hao thought that this oil painting, which was most likely a portrait of Zhang Dong, would show some abnormalities when being stared at by a ghost like Zhang Hao.
However, after a while, Zhang Hao discovered that there was nothing unusual about the people in the photo.
This seems to be just a different portrait painting, and does not contain anything supernatural.
The reason why it was not discovered is that Zhang Hao was sensitive to the name Zhang Dong and ignored the portrait after discovering it.
"Because Zhang Dong cannot be recorded by the supernatural? Or do you not want to use the supernatural to affect the white moonlight in your heart? That should be the word, right?"
Zhang Hao murmured and ignored it This portrait, which was used by Meng Xiaodong to commemorate Zhang Dong, turned to look in the direction of another room.
Pushing open the room, the light inside seemed even dimmer, which meant that there should be some kind of supernatural influence in the room.
In the corner of the room, there is a workbench with many torn pieces of cloth and some weird hair remaining on it.
Beside the workbench, there are some old needlework and an unfinished rag doll.
“Aren’t the scapegoats made directly?”
Zhang Hao was a little surprised. When he faced Meng Xiaodong, the dense scapegoat dolls caused him a lot of trouble.
Unexpectedly, scapegoat dolls need to be sewn slowly. It is hard to imagine how long it took Meng Xiaodong to make so many scapegoat dolls.
(End of this chapter)