Demon Hunter and His Hut

Chapter 122: Haunted house

The person in charge of receiving Roger is a young woman in her 30s. She has maroon hair and delicate light makeup on her face. The professional dress on her body seems to be unable to wrap her body.

After a simple greeting, Roger asked her to take herself to visit those houses directly.

"Mr. Roger, the taste of your choice of house is so special... Do you want to use it for filming a movie, or run a house experience with a special theme?"

Whitney has also worked in the real estate leasing and trading industry for many years. He has seen all kinds of customers, but like Roger, he was the first to buy a haunted house.

At first, they thought that Roger was doing a trick of retreat, taking out special information, and then avoiding it when buying and selling.

But they didn't know that this young customer did have special hobbies until Roger paid a huge commission.

"Not really, I should be a little curious."

When Whitney drove, Roger looked through the documents in his hands.

"The first place we went was called the Murder House?"

Whitney nodded, "Yes, this house is indeed a bit weird. It has been rebuilt three or four times back and forth, dating back 60 years at the earliest."

"But there was a terrible tragedy in the house at that time. A woman strangled her child and then hanged herself. When her husband came back, she saw such a tragic sight."

"Unable to bear the irritation, her husband set fire to the house and died there with his wife and children."

"The house was burned to ruins. After a long time, the entire land was re-planned, and a new house was built on the original site."

Whitney didn't drive fast, and was distracted to explain to Roger that the information recorded in Roger's hand is only a rough idea. The detailed information is stored on the company's computer and naturally cannot be easily leaked out.

"What happened later?" Roger continued to ask.

"Originally it was a coincidence, and no one took it for the same thing. After all, there are too many houses in Bordeaux where people have died."

"Later, the one who bought this house was a banker. This was just one of his many properties. He raised a lover here, and would travel here regularly every year, and then hang out with his lover."

"Their corpses were found in the bathtub. I don't know how long it has passed. The highly decomposed corpses are mixed together, and only two snuggling heads can barely be seen..."

"In the next 20 years, accidents occurred frequently in this house, and every homeowner would die for various reasons."

"The news spread out over time. Until now, the house has been vacant for 10 years."

As the car slowed down, the woman stopped the car on the side of the road.

"Here we are."

Roger opened the car door, and an ordinary American house appeared in front of him. The house should have two floors, with an extra attic on the second floor.

There is a small garden in front of the building, and the area at the back seems very open. Not only is this house unattended, but the two houses next to it are vacant.

"Let's go, let's go and see."

Roger took a few steps, but when he looked back, he found that Whitney was still standing there.

"Mr. Roger... There are so many rumors about this house, I..."

She looked hesitant.

"Okay." Roger quickly understood the reason.

"Give me the key, wait."

Roger opened the door and walked into this legendary house.

The temperature in the room is much lower than outside, and there is a musty smell in the air. The doorway is an upward staircase, and you can reach the second floor through there.

Walking straight forward, passing through the corridor is the living room on the first floor. The layout of the room is very traditional. After a round, Roger did find some weird places.

There are too many people dead here, even if it is a little remnant of soul, it can accumulate little and more, but it is enough to make ordinary people who have lived here for a long time to have some hallucinations.

But unfortunately, the hunter's hut did not react at all.

"Let's go to the next place."

Throwing the key of the house to Whitney, Roger said disappointedly.

The female salesperson looked surprised, "Mr. Roger, nothing happened, right?"

This house is so famous that everyone in the company knows that there is definitely a problem in the house.

"I didn't see anything, but it's really not suitable for people to live here."

Seeing the calm on the young man's face, Whitney's heart beating fiercely, and reminiscent of the various perverted murders reported in the newspaper, she suddenly felt a little weak in her calves.

"Yes, who would ordinary people look for such a house?"

"Is this guy a lunatic?"

She looked at Roger carefully, as if she wanted to confirm her thoughts.

"What are you doing in a daze, go to the next place?"

Roger urged.

Whitney hurriedly hit the car, holding her hands on the steering wheel, tremblingly drove to the next place.

Apartment 404.

As soon as he approached this apartment building, Roger noticed a slight strangeness, and a wistful smile appeared on his mouth.

But what Roger didn't know was that his expression fell in the eyes of the female salesman next to him, but it became the last straw that crushed her.

"This guy really has a problem, is he trying to trick me into the room..."

"Let me think about the next few places, one, two, three!"

By the way, the last place is a farm on the edge of Bordeaux. How can anyone go to a wilderness to buy a house alone?

This man will definitely make an excuse, say that all the houses are inappropriate, and finally lie to me there!

God, what should I do?

Whitney frightened Liushen Wuzhu, and at this moment she heard a calm voice coming from her side, "You don't need to go up, I'll go around alone."

"Good... good!"

Whitney flicked out the key in a panic~lightnovelpub.net~ When she saw that figure disappeared at the end of the stairs, she didn't hesitate to start the car and take the road!

Roger, who didn't know that he was being dumped, came to the door of Room 404. Before entering the room, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he felt vaguely as if he smelled a corpse smell.

This kind of smell is not transmitted through smell, but the spiritual abnormality that his spirit has noticed after many times of ascension.

Unlike the place just now, there is really a ghost in this room.

Although it is only the most ordinary ghost, if ordinary people live here for a long time, they will definitely be tortured and go crazy, and even leave permanent mental trauma.

Roger made a little preparation and opened the door with the key. It was daytime, but the room was dim.

He closed the door and walked into the room.

At this moment, from the corner behind the door, a vague figure squeezed out from the crack in the wall little by little.