The screen switches to the two of them on the stairs leading to the basement.

The lighter in his hand glowed faintly.

"It's so cool in here." Following behind, a black woman in short sleeves said, hugging her shoulders.

"Probably a pantry. Hope there's something good here. "The pure water that walked in front raised the lighter, and it didn't matter.

Walk the last step and put your feet on the ground. The water purified water held the lighter high, barely reflecting a small area around it.

The crowd watching the animation quickly combined this scene with the scene in their memory.

It's the basement!

It's just that the basement is different at this time than it was then. The chair in the middle space was gone, replaced by a wooden table.

The lighter was gradually getting hot, and the finger of the water purifier moved down a few points to avoid the hot part, stretched out his arm and shook it in a circle before walking to the wooden table.

He saw something on it.

The black woman didn't follow. She stood on the last step.

"Hey, a journal." Jingshui shouted in surprise, and then suddenly scolded: "Ahh ”

The fire was suddenly extinguished.

"What's wrong!" The black woman was startled.

"The lighter is too hot." The purified water gasped and blew on the lighter to cool it down as soon as possible.

In the dead silence, there was no light. The dark center jump is very noticeable.

The eyes of the players dimmed at the same time, and at the same time, the eerie background music sounded again. And gradually magnified over time, as if the danger was approaching......

Boom –

The lighter was lit.

The light shrouds again.

The music in the back disappears abruptly.

Jingshui swallowed and foamed, and sweat appeared in his palms: "Let's go back, this place feels a little wrong......"

With that, he picked up his journal and hurried up the steps with the black man back to the ground.

Bang –

The basement door was closed, and darkness and dead silence reigned over the place.

……

In the living room, the people who were about to look for the two of them had just gotten up when they saw them walking briskly from the corridor on one side.

"What do you think I've found?" Pure Land shouted, losing the cringe he had in the basement before.

After all, it's bright daylight outside.

"What?" The attention of the crowd was drawn to him.

"A diary." Pure Land raised the black-covered diary covered with a layer of dust on his hand, sat down on the sofa and threw it on the coffee table: "There may be something interesting written on it, open it and take a look." ”

Everyone looked at each other and landed on the diary with scratched handprints.

The atmosphere was eerily silent for a few seconds, and the transparent bridge reached out to brush the dust off the diary.

She was about to turn it over, when Mu Su, who was standing behind the sofa, suddenly leaned over and pressed the back of her hand.

His gaze was full of warning, and he stared at the transparent bridge: "Promise me, if it is written in Latin, Egyptian, Chinese or whatever...... In short, it's not an English text, thousands-thousand-not-to-read-out-come. ”

"Don't worry, I don't know what you're talking about." Transparent Bridge felt amused, casually soothed, and removed his palm away.

Mu Su was still not at ease, and asked the Pure Land again: "You only found a diary?" Haven't touched anything else or taken anything? For example, music boxes, quaint boxes, weird masks, ......"

"Hey! Hey! Can you calm down? Seeing that he was starting to get sick again, Pure Land hurriedly interrupted him and bit down the accent: "This is reality, not a fantasy world after you have a high spell. ”

"Who knows." Mu Su took out the cigarette he hadn't smoked from his pocket and lit it: "Do you clearly remember everything from childhood to adulthood?" Don't you feel like your brain is actually being soaked in a vat, and everything in front of you is an illusion? Maybe we're the characters in a horror movie. Now the moviegoers are screaming at you for being stupid...... Whatever you want, I just hope I can die handsome. ”

Jun Moxiao, who was used to his inattention, sighed helplessly: "You really should quit these things." ”

At this time, Kalian's thief-headed rat brain appeared behind Mu Su, and suddenly reached through Mu Su's armpit and snatched the cigarette he was holding in his mouth, turned around and fled.

"Give it back!" Mu Su hurriedly pounced.

"Quiet!"

The transparent bridge roared impatiently.

The two of them were silent, and stood behind the sofa honestly as if they were being punished by a teacher, and after a while, they began to make small movements again.

"You found this in the basement?" The transparent bridge raised the diary towards the clean water.

"Hmm."

"In a very secluded place?"

"No...... It's obvious. ”

Transparent Bridge frowned slightly: "There is no reason why the police would let this go and ignore it......"

"Good student, don't bother." Wen Xiang on the side suddenly snatched the diary, quickly opened it to the first page, and read it out loud.

“1997/11/2。 Failed again. The soul is too big, and the body is too small. Try your child's soul next time. ”

Her eyebrows furrowed, and she continued to read with the weirdness in her heart.

“1997/11/5。 Damn, that group of cops is here again. The manor is big enough to fool around for the time being. But sooner or later you will be suspicious, and you have to find a way. ”

“1997/11/12。 was seen. was seen. was seen. I killed him. The soul is wasted. ”

Wen Xiang paused and looked up at his friends.

Most of them looked at each other.

"W-It's a joke......" Karen was the first to be startled.

"That story sounds pretty good. I'm going to get some snacks. "Someone wasn't scared. He shrugged his shoulders on the stairs and ran back to his room upstairs.

"Go on." Transparent Bridge Chong Wenxiang said. She held her chin up, expressionless and unable to guess what she was thinking.

Wen Xiang didn't want to continue reading, but seeing that the people around him wanted to listen to it, he continued to read it.

The sound was much quieter than it had been at the beginning.

“1997/11/13。 The police are here again. They were suspicious of me. I'm going to hurry. ”

“1997/11/16。 Twins! It worked. This time I succeeded. Is it because of the twins? Or the cause of children. I'll look at it for a while. ”

"This man killed a pair of twin children?" Jun Moxiao couldn't help but interject.

"Shut up and let Wenxiang continue to read."

Smelling the fragrance and turning the page with embarrassment: "2003/8/5......"

She suddenly froze.

"Why don't you speak?" Jun Moxiao asked impatiently.

"Today is August 5th...... "Wen Xiang raised his head in a daze and smiled at Jun Mo.

The living room fell silent in an instant.

Transparent Bridge took the diary from Wenxiang's hand and spit out softly: "2003/8/5." Nine young people appeared. Experiment restart. Maybe it will be a lot more successful this time. ”

A chill rose from the soles of everyone's feet.

No one spoke.

The sound of paper turning resounded in the silent living room, and the transparent bridge saw that it was blank behind it, and then turned it back again. Rub your fingers lightly over your notes.

"The pen marks are new."

She spoke. Something else, there was a sharp shout from upstairs!

"Ahh

"It's Xinyi, it's the shout of my goddess!"

The crowd was alarmed.

If you don't pronounce the name, this scene is still very scary.