Chapter 634: There is a weird talk in every house

The kitchen is not too big. The most conspicuous thing is the cabinets. There are all kinds of delicious things on it, but they are all wrapped in plastic wrap, and a large part of them have been destroyed.
"I don't have a refrigerator, why use a cupboard to store food?"
The situation was critical, and the drunk man was too late to think about these issues. He rushed to the gas stove and looked at the exhaust fan mounted on the wall.
"This exit ..."
I do n’t know if it was intentionally designed by the other party or the family ’s habits are special. The exhaust fan installed in the kitchen is larger than the normal exhaust fan. The vent can accommodate a child to climb in and out.
"There is no window in the kitchen, so a high-power exhaust fan is installed?" The drunk man stepped on the chair, and he violently removed the exhaust fan, looking at the vent, his face murky.
This exit is too small for an adult, and once it gets stuck, the consequences can be disastrous.
"What should I do?" While the drunk man was tangled, he saw the bone chopping knife placed on the chopping board, with bone residue and blood on the blade.
Looking up at the vent, and looking down at the bone chopper, a strange idea appeared in the drunkard's heart, as if it had been arranged by someone.
The vents are very narrow for adults, but if you break your shoulder blades and smash them, you should be able to climb out easily.
Reaching for the bone chopper, the sticky stick on the handle made the drunkard feel sick.
It seems to be to urge him. When he hesitated, the sound of the door being opened in the hallway was as if someone was looking at it from room to room.
"Going out from here, I don't know what horrible things I will meet. If I really cut myself, that would be a fool." The drunk man grabbed the bone chopper with one hand. He bit his lip fiercely and thought of a way.
"Disguised as escaping from the ventilation duct, and then hiding somewhere, when the owner looked at it, escaped." The drunk man looked around and finally walked to the refrigerator.
The kitchen is not large, but it has a large double-layer refrigerator.
The drunkard opened the upper level of the refrigerator and filled it with various deodorants and air fresheners, some unopened and some used.
"Is this too much?" It was the first time he saw someone use a refrigerator to install deodorant.
Bent over to open the lower layer of the refrigerator, which is filled with several black plastic bags.
"Isn't it a corpse?" The drunkard couldn't help it anymore. Only the refrigerator in the kitchen could hide people.
He took the black bag and stuffed it into the upper part of the refrigerator. During the process, a bag was cut and a dog's head fell out.
"Does it contain dog meat?" In order not to be exposed, the drunk man picked up the dog's head on the ground, but he accidentally saw the dog's face when he tucked it into the upper level of the refrigerator.
His eyes were full of fear. The more he looked, the more the face of this dog looked like a person. He couldn't tell the reason. He felt that this was not a dog's head, but a frozen face.
"It's so evil!" Dare to look at the dog's head again, the drunk man stuffed all the black bags into the upper level of the refrigerator.
"boom!"
As soon as he finished it, the kitchen door lock was twisted by someone. After the other party tried several times and found that it could not be opened, the movement began to increase.
The door shook and the table behind shook.
"Found!" The drunk man placed the chair directly under the vent, and then carried the knife into the lower level of the refrigerator and closed the refrigerator door.
The wooden door of the kitchen was hit several times in a row, and it still did not open. The monster outside the door seemed to give up.
The sound of footsteps gradually went away, and the whole room became quiet in an instant.
The drunkard shuddered straight, and he didn't dare to come out, worrying that this was what the other party had given him.
About half a minute later, the footsteps appeared again, followed by the sound of the key being inserted into the keyhole.
The locked door of the kitchen was opened, and the table was pushed aside.
"It comes in!"
The drunkard didn't know what the owner of Xiaolou looked like, he would be panicked whenever he thought of the pictures taken by the other party.
Footsteps sounded in the kitchen, and soon the chair was pushed down, and the owner seemed to be looking at it.
"Hope can deceive him ..." The drunkard had a good idea, but when the thought came to his mind, the sound of the refrigerator door being opened in his ear.
The door on the upper level of the refrigerator was opened, and a large pile of black bags tucked into it by him rolled out.
The drunkard's face instantly turned pale, he knew he had been found!
"leave here!"
It may be that the bone-chopping knife gave him courage, and the drunkard knocked open the refrigerator door.
The dog meat everywhere caught his eyes, and the dog head with the same facial expression as the living person was placed in front of the drunkard.
Even if he was mentally prepared, the drunkard was startled when he saw this.
His gaze moved, and the drunkard looked at the dog's head again, standing in the middle of the dog's flesh with an invisible person.
He wore a dog skin and the expression on his face made the drunkard feel familiar.
"This face seems to be the laughing dog in the picture!" He was cold and exhausted from the bottom of the refrigerator with all his energy, without saying anything to escape the door.
"The expression of a dead dog is similar to that of a person, but the living person shows the smiling face of the dog in the photo." A sentence emerged in the drunkard's brain. If he didn't see it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it if he was killed: Does the dog occupy the body of a living person? Or does the dog and the person exchange their bodies? Or is it a curse? The curse of a smiling dog? "
The drunkard didn't know what he was thinking. He ran to the room where he first entered.
In front of something more frightening, what he was afraid of before seemed less terrifying. The drunkard ran into the room and glanced back when he turned.
The weirdo came on all fours, chasing like a mad dog.
The skin on his face wrinkled up ~ EbookFREE.me ~ with the exact same smile as the dog in the photo.
He shook his hand and closed the door. The drunk man jumped out of the window and left. He dared not go back and ran out of the two-story building directly.
It seems that it was because he was too scared. The drunk man didn't stop after running out of the building. He continued to run along the road for more than ten meters, making sure that no one came after him.
"What monsters are these? How do you feel that monsters are hidden in every house?"
The mist filled the drunkard standing at the intersection of the road. He looked around, and suddenly found that the bus that had stopped in the middle of the road was gone.
"I was running in the wrong direction? The car was at the last intersection?" The drunkard stood by the roadside, and he dared not be too close to the buildings: "Compared to the buildings, it is safer to cross the road. I'll go down the road first Go, mark it, the bus should be nearby. "
The drunkard stooped down and walked down the road, but he hadn't walked far. He suddenly saw a man waving at him not far in front.
The visibility in the blood mist was so low that he could only see a rough outline.