In front of the abandoned factory is an arched hole similar to a tunnel.

After Fang Mu walked through it, he saw an iron door.

The iron door is rusty and a lock is hung on it. Because of the long time, mottled rust appears on the chain.

"Click!"

Fang Mu grabbed the lock head, looked at the lock core carefully, and then folded it hard.

The already rusted lock head and Fang Mu's huge force were split into two directly, and some of them fell to the ground.

Fang Mu threw away the other part and then pushed open the iron door.

"Squeak~Karakala~"

The sound of acne sounded. It was normal for the disrepaired iron gate to make this sound, but in this empty and dark environment, the sound was particularly harsh.

Just imagine, staying in a quiet environment and then suddenly making a sharp and harsh sound, your normal reaction is to feel sick, and it may even shivering if it is severe.

After the iron door opened, Fang Mu frowned.

There is no moldy smell, nor the smell after being left for a long time.

If you go out for a long time, you will feel a special smell when you come home suddenly and smell very uncomfortable.

But it was normal here, and when Fang Mu looked around, he found that the windows inside were all closed.

The sealed space is extremely clean and there is no odor.

There is a lot of space inside, and machines are placed everywhere, but they are all covered by cloth.

Fang Mu walked over and gently touched the cloth with his fingers, without a trace of dust.

"interesting."

According to what Yan Qing said, the situations in the illusion are closely related to the past, so what is the connection here?

Fang Mu walked around the empty factory and found no doubts.

Behind the factory is another door, which is also locked.

Fang Mu did not rush to go to this door, but looked at the machines covered by cloth.

This is a clothing processing factory, so these machines are used to process clothing.

"Swish!"

Fang Mu grabbed a corner of Bu and lifted it up directly.

The machine covered by the cloth revealed its original appearance. Fang Mu's pupils couldn't help but shrink when he saw the scene inside.

The machine is still the same machine, but there is a person lying above the machine.

The man's chest did not rise and fall, his face turned blue and purple, and he seemed to be dead.

The corpse was holding a cell phone in both hands. Fang Mu reached out to take it, and found that it was very tight. He couldn't help but use some strength and then took it out.

When the mobile phone screen was lit, Fang Mu found that he needed fingerprints to unlock it, so he used the fingerprints of the corpse to unlock it.

If you want to say that fingerprint unlocking is convenient, it still has many disadvantages.

People have a lot of privacy, and fingerprint unlocking is convenient, but also has many hidden dangers.

If someone else takes advantage of sleeping and uses his fingerprint to untold the phone, and there is something indescribable inside, it will be fun.

After Fang Mu unbuttoned his phone, he immediately entered the information page. It seemed that the corpse died while sending the message.

"Brother Fei, the live broadcast stuff is done, and it is guaranteed to create a sense of fear."

Only this message has not been sent out yet.

Fang Mu frowned, already knowing the cause and effect of the matter.

This should be the anchor, commonly known as Dog Hour, who specializes in creating such fake things to attract attention, but this time it happened.

Fang Mu uncovered all the remaining cloth and finally found four corpses.

These four corpses have three men and one woman, all holding mobile phones in their hands.

Fang Mu unlocked it one by one, and finally found something interesting in the female corpse's mobile phone.

"Script - Love and Kill with the Female Ghost."

Fang Mu read the content and sighed that the anchor named A Fei had something, and he also specially created a script.

But how did they die?

Fang Mu was a little confused.

"Come on, let me give you a gift, let me give you a gift, I'm going to clean it!"

At this time, a sound sounded, which was extremely clear in the empty and quiet environment.

Fang Mu turned his head and saw that at some point a woman in her fifties appeared.

The woman was dressed in ordinary clothes, holding a broom in her hands, and was cleaning the spotless ground.

There was nothing on the ground, but she just swept it very seriously, talking while sweeping, asking others to give in.

Fang Mu took a look around and found that there was no one else in the empty factory except himself.

So who is she talking to?

Fang Mu couldn't help but think of a story, which was about the elevator.

Someone stayed in an empty elevator and the elevator suddenly opened, but the person outside the elevator did not come in. Instead, he muttered, saying that the elevator was full again.

If that's the case...

Fang Mu licked his lips: "It's so comfortable."

"Give it aside, give it aside, give it aside."

The woman shouted while sweeping, and her destination was Fang Mu.

"Oh! Who has opened the cloth again? Really, these things need to be protected."

The woman covered the cloth again and soon came to Fang Mu's place.

The broom touched Fang Mu's shoes and was hindered.

"Brother, please give me a word." The woman raised her head and looked directly at Fang Mu.

Fang Mu frowned. The woman looked a little scary.

His face was covered in burns, his skin was wrinkled, and his nose was burned, leaving only two big holes.

The woman just now kept looking down and sweeping the floor. Until then, she looked up and saw her true appearance.

"oh."

Fang Mu said oh and took a step back.

"Thank you!" The woman actually thanked her and then lowered her head and started to scan.

But in less than ten seconds, the broom touched Fang Mu's feet again.

"Please give it up." The woman spoke again.

Fang Mu quietly left a long distance and looked at the woman from afar.

The woman lowered her head and swept her head again, walking towards Fang Mu while sweeping, as if she had identified Fang Mu.

"Bang!"

The broom touched Fang Mu again, but Fang Mu stopped moving at this time.

The woman raised her head, her face full of burns, and showed a smile that could cure children's crying at night.

"Please let me go, you'll block me."

A hoarse voice continued to come, but this time it seemed like there was a irritable smell.

Fang Mu chopped off the blood spear and inserted it hard on the ground. Then he stretched out his hand like lightning, grabbed the broom in the woman's hand, pressed down with both hands, and raised his knees at the same time.

"Click!"

The broom is divided into two.

The woman was stunned. She felt that the man in front of her had a bit of awesome operation, so why did she inexplicably fold the broom?

Under the bronze mask, Fang Mu's eyes flashed with jokes: "How about I'll help you sweep it?"

The woman's face was full of doubts and was confused.

Fang Mu grabbed the woman directly, then asked her to stand upside down, and began to waving her continuously.

The woman's head pounded to the ground, making a tragic cry.

Fang Mu was like a irritable old man, and said while sweeping: "Can you still sweep? Do I clean it up? Do you want me to let you?"
Chapter completed!