Salted Fish Zombie

Chapter 47

The scene in the photo looks familiar-it's the toy room that Ning Su recently visited.

In the photo, a man was holding a wax doll and trying to put it in the little girl's arms.

He had a smile on his face, friendly and warm, but his eyes carry an indescribable gleam.

The little girl quietly looked at the wax doll. At the age of three, it's natural to not understand many things, and her face didn't show any particular expression.

The sunlight outside the window was bright, casting silvery rays on both of them.

Coincidentally, someone captured this moment, preserving it forever in the photograph.

Ning Su looked at this photo for a long time, lost in thought.

He put the picture frame back in its original place and surveyed the study.

The study was filled with books, primarily divided into two categories: politics and economics, and supernatural and paranormal.

There were not only books on the supernatural and paranormal, but also printed materials related to them. These materials had never been published because they would never pass censorship.

In reality, many of the books here were privately printed and circulated.

The pages were filled with dark legends and accounts of Gu Man Tong, especially methods on how to make them, which were numerous and gruesome.

For some sensitive and timid individuals, looking at the pictures would give them nightmares for a whole night.

Ning Su grasped the handle of the locked drawer on the desk. Using black energy, he silently pulled it open.

In the two drawers, he found most of the information about ghost friends, or rather, the Gu Man Tong.

All these materials were handwritten, with an elegant and powerful font.

One would wonder what kind of mood that person was in when they meticulously wrote down all this extensive information.

Ning Su finished reading through these manuscripts one by one and placed them back in their original positions.

He left the study and walked to the master bedroom on the same floor, which had the best and largest view of the entire villa. The walk-in closet and bathroom were also very spacious.

Ning Su advanced towards the nearest bathroom, which was just as messy as the study.

The liquid in the bathtub had long dried up, leaving a thick layer of an unknown reddish substance.

Bottles and containers were scattered all over the floor, partially concealing the bloodstains.

The walk-in closet remained in disarray, with clothes strewn everywhere. Several sets of men's suits and women's formal dresses had been torn into pieces.

The bedding should have been white, but it was difficult to tell now. It was covered in red and yellow stains, some resembling drips from the walls, others like something crawling or being dragged across it.

Ning Su searched under the vanity and found another photo frame. It was a wedding photo taken during marriage.

The man in the photo was the same as the one in the study, while the woman was obviously his wife-a remarkably beautiful and gentle woman, with looks comparable to that of a female celebrity.

She bore a slight resemblance to Manman.

The children's room was connected to the master bedroom. Upon opening the door opposite the bed, one could immediately arrive there.