Chu Chenan passed by the staircase on the sixth floor and quickly glanced at the corridor on the sixth floor. The dark red light was flashing in the corridor.
He clenched his palms and walked down the fifth floor in small steps.
The corridor entrance on the fifth floor was also dead silent and gloomy, and the damp and foul smell was still lingering. When he smelled this disgusting smell, he would inexplicably think of Su Yu's appearance before her death...
Corpse fluids, stench, bone fragments, and blood-stained sheets...
He frowned, raised his hand to cover his mouth, endured the physical nausea, and walked slowly and fearfully towards the fourth floor.
The front was eerie, with strange and dark light and shadows. Occasionally, the ceiling would make strange thudding sounds, and from time to time, a woman's laughter could be heard.
His steps became smaller and smaller, as if there was a bottomless abyss ahead.
What if that aunt makes him ugly?
He really couldn't accept it.
The light ahead was getting dimmer and dimmer, so Chu Chenan had no choice but to take out the small flashlight from his pocket, projecting the faint light onto the stairs below, and walked down fearfully.
...
...
Chu Chenan opened his eyes wide, his handsome and fair face turned pale with fright, and the faint light flickered with his steps.
He didn't dare to look away from the front even a step, for he was afraid that if he wasn't careful, something would burst out from the darkness ahead and pounce on the light of his flashlight, with its mouth wide open and its face horrible...
He was daydreaming nervously in his heart, and became even more afraid.
His eyes were misty with fear, his clear and bright pupils were full of fear, and he began to tremble as he tightly grasped the flashlight in his hand.
My legs were weak from nervousness. All around me was chilly silence, as if there were hideous ghosts hiding in the darkness, surging eerily and grinning.
Chu Chenan held his breath in the silence, he could even hear the slight sound of his teeth chattering.
He is doing inner construction.
It doesn't matter.
System 001 had modulated a pain blocker for him once before, so he should be quite skilled at it.
He has to trust the system.
Always trust your old friend 001.
[Your level is still at level 1, and the pain blocker can only be opened to 60% at present. 】
[Please treat your task seriously and carefully, and don't let 001 down for his deep love for you. 】
[Otherwise, it will hurt.] 】
The tone of the mechanical voice is completely devoid of emotion, but the words it says are sometimes very human.
Chu Chenan listened to the system's prompts and his steps slowed down.
He really didn't want to be chewed.
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It took him a long time to reach the fourth floor.
It seemed as if he had walked for half a century on this journey.
He stopped at the entrance of the corridor on the fourth floor and walked slowly towards the corridor with a flashlight in hand.
He hesitated for a moment, but still gritted his teeth and walked towards the dark corridor.
The corridor was quiet and cold, and he was on high alert, fearing that the female ghost would suddenly appear, baring her fangs, and pounce on him...
"Da, da, da."
Only Chu Chenan's footsteps could be heard in the corridor.
He came to the door of Room 402, which was filled with a musty smell.
The door, which was covered with dark blood, was ajar, leaving a tiny black gap.
He took a deep breath.
Use one finger to gently push open the dirty and smelly door.
He was extremely nervous and looked around the living room.
I found it surprisingly quiet inside.
The furniture in the room was plain and dirty, and the floor was covered with blood and dust. The light in the living room was dim, and the floor was a mess. He felt like he was in ruins.
Chu Chenan breathed a sigh of relief and took small steps into the house.
As he looked around cautiously, he glanced at the last row of cabinets under the entrance cabinet.
There are several photo frames in the cabinet.
The photo in the frame was a little yellowed and covered with dust.
The faces in the photo are blurred, but judging from their general shapes, it can be seen that this should be a family portrait of three people.
These photos are all group photos of three people.
My father's hair is gray, while my mother has beautiful fashionable curly hair. The girl in the middle was about eighteen or nineteen years old. She was holding a trophy in her hands and wearing an elegant cheongsam.
The photo is probably a bit old. The girl's cheongsam has turned gray, with a few bloodstains on it.
Chu Chenan looked around at the silent surroundings before bending down, picking up one of the photo frames and examining it carefully.
A closer look will easily reveal that a large section of the left edge of the photo is missing, and the edge is not smooth, with obvious signs of tearing.
He looked at the other photo frames again and saw similar marks on the left edges.
This means that these photos are incomplete.
He suddenly remembered the conversation between Qu Jiu and Zhang Liang.
Qu Jiu once said that this middle-aged woman was his sister.
Then could it be that... the missing part in the family portrait is Qu Jiu...
Chu Chenan frowned and put the photo down.
He turned and walked towards the bedroom on the right side of the living room. Every time he took a step closer in this cold and gloomy room, his heart trembled slightly.
He opened the door of the master bedroom at the risk of leaving no trace.
It was empty inside, with a few wooden boards leaning against the wall and a few broken iron basins on the ground.
The light was dim and quiet, and it wasn't as smelly in there as he had imagined.
Chu Chenan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was nothing inside.
He walked into the house, and just as he was about to walk towards the wooden board, the wall suddenly made several violent slapping sounds.
"Boom! Boom, Boom!"
Chu Chenan was so frightened that he trembled violently.
His face was pale, his upper lip trembled, and he looked cautiously at the wooden board placed diagonally on the wall.
I saw the wooden board automatically move upwards, opening up little by little...
Chu Chenan's eyes suddenly widened, his clear pupils shrank, and he took two steps back in fright.
Only then did he discover that the middle-aged female ghost was hiding under the wooden board!
Her mouth was open with the corners cracked to her ears, her body was skinny, her bloody mouth was full of sharp teeth, blood was dripping down drop by drop, and she was looking at Chu Chenan strangely and emptyly.
Her face was distorted with horror, and she was grasping her black hair in agony and difficulty, murmuring, "Your eyeballs and your liver look delicious, I want to eat them... but I can't, he will be angry, he is too scary... I'm so hungry, wuwuwu, I can't eat, I'm so hungry wuwuwuwuwu..."
The middle-aged woman pulled her hair hard. Her scalp was already rotten and bloody. She huddled under the wooden board in fear, with the wounds like pits exposed.
After she grabbed a handful of bloody hair, she rubbed the hair in her hand in annoyance and stuffed it back into the wound on her head.
Chu Chenan only saw her blood-red head mixed with muddy black hair, and she was repeating the words over and over again.
"Wow, I wow, I really want to eat it...but I can't, wow, wow..."
The female ghost huddled under the wooden board, her voice suddenly becoming sharp, "Ah! Ah! Ah...He's coming, he's coming..."
Her face was ferocious, but she was terrified and cowered.
The female ghost pulled the moldy board back and hid in the corner of the board in fear.
There were constant moans and suppressed sobs.
Chu Chenan was also so frightened that his whole body was shaking.
He looked back at the empty living room, which was as quiet as before, with the ceiling making a continuous ticking sound...
The silence mixed with the ghost girl's terrified whimpering made the atmosphere even more eerie.
He staggered back a few steps, then hurriedly ran towards the door, holding onto the wall, and escaped from Room 402.
What is the female ghost afraid of...
Chu Chenan didn't dare to stay any longer, and climbed up to the fifth floor holding on to the wall.
When passing the corner of the fifth floor, he caught a glimpse of an old man in Taoist robes appearing in the light and shadow of the corridor on the fifth floor.
The old man in Taoist robes hid in the darkness, smiling sinisterly at Chu Chenan...
Chu Chenan paused, and with a trembling heart, he quickened his pace and walked up the stairs to the seventh floor.
When his hand climbed up the door of Room 702, he hunched over and breathed a sigh of relief, sweat soaking his back.
He was breathing heavily, and before he could recover, a hand was placed on his shoulder.
His pupils were slightly startled, his heart was in his throat, and he turned around slowly...
It’s Xu Moshu.
Chu Chenan looked at the familiar face and suddenly slowed down his rapid breathing.
Xu Moshu looked at him with concern, "What's wrong? Why are you so scared? Did you go downstairs? That would be very dangerous."
Chu Chenan's palm trembled slightly as he opened the door of Room 702. "No... I just went to throw away the garbage."
"Is that so?" The look in Xu Moshu's eagle eyes was unclear.
He looked at Chu Chenan's fair face with light dark circles under his eyes. "I see that you don't look well. You must not have slept well last night. This is the barley porridge I made this morning. Drink it and then go back to have a good rest."
Chu Chenan did not sleep all night.
But the scene on the fourth floor just now was still vivid in his mind, causing him to be still nervous.
"No." Chu Chenan panted, pushed open the door and refused.
A drop of sweat flowed from his cheek to his chin, sticking to his fair skin... He slightly opened his red lips and panted, his lips were moist and attractive, as if covered with a layer of light mist.
Xu Moshu lowered his eyes and looked deeply at the young man, his Adam's apple rolling.
He stopped Chu Chenan, grabbed Chu Chenan's hand with his large and powerful hand, and forcefully asked Chu Chenan to hold the blue thermal box in his hand.
"You're welcome. You probably ate bread this morning. That bread is almost expired. Eating too much is not good for your health. I accidentally made too much this morning and was just about to throw it away. If you really don't want to eat it, just throw it away." Xu Moshu smiled lightly, his temperament gentle and elegant, "I leave the disposal right to you."
After saying that, he turned around and walked back to 701.
Chu Chenan stood there in a daze, holding the blue insulated box.
He smelled the enticing aroma emanating from the box.
It's a familiar taste.
He hesitated for a moment, but still walked into the living room holding it.
No matter what.
Don't waste food either.
He swallowed slowly.
Thinking so, he followed his own will and opened the incubator.
The insulation box has three layers in total.
A few blue rose petals were placed on the first layer, and when they were opened, the intoxicating floral fragrance filled the air.
The scent of flowers was strong, invading the air around him.
Chu Chenan felt that his nostrils were filled with the intoxicating fragrance of flowers with every breath he took.
This taste is familiar yet strange.
He had smelled it on Xu Moshu's wine cabinet.
Xu Moshu is actually an alcoholic, but he is rarely allowed to drink too much.
He was only allowed to drink once before.
That time he was too curious and secretly drank a few sips of the red wine in Xu Moshu's glass.
After taking those few sips, he became drunk and confused.
When Xu Moshu came back, he saw the drunkard leaning on the sofa.
His little face was slightly red and he was drunk.
Very cute.
He smiled gently and said, "It seems that my An An is drunk."
"I'm not drunk, I just took a sip." Chu Chen'an squinted his drunken eyes, he clinging to Xu Moshu's neck, his cheek pressed against his shoulder, muttering softly, "I want more."
"An An is so good," Xu Moshu enjoyed Chu Chen An's dependence, carried him to the wine cabinet, and coaxed him, "Then have another sip, okay?"
Xu Moshu picked out a bottle of red wine that he had treasured for many years, raised his head to take a sip, and leaned over to feed him the wine.
Chu Chenan was kissed until he was dazed, and his lips were stained with a hint of wine red.
Deep red and beautiful.
The drunkard frowned and muttered in dissatisfaction, "I told you, I'm not drunk."
"Okay, our An An is not drunk." Xu Moshu coaxed him and put him on the wine cabinet.
"If you're not drunk, just hold me tight."
That night.
Chu Chenan forgot how he fell asleep, and also forgot how he cried until his eyes were swollen...
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Chu Chenan lowered his eyes to look at the blue petals in the insulated box. He felt sleepy and no longer had the energy to open the second layer.
He yawned twice and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.
He was so sleepy that he simply put Task 2 behind him and strode towards the bedroom.
Dying early is dying anyway.
Dying late is still dying.
He decided to get some sleep before going to die.
Chu Chen lay in bed with his eyelashes drooping, the hazy fragrance around him lingered for a long time.
His eyelashes fluttered only a few times before he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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Then, the bedroom was quietly opened.
Xu Moshu came to Chu Chenan's bedside carrying a medicine box.
He pasted a piece of talisman paper on the bedroom door and said coldly to the corner, "Go back to your sixth floor and stay there. Don't come up without my permission.
Jiaojiao held her new doll aggrievedly, looking longingly at her brother Chen An.
She just said it was over.
Ten puppets are gone.
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Brother Chen An is going to be beaten by Brother Xu again.
Brother Chen An will cry.
Woo woo woo, so pitiful.
Although Jiaojiao felt sorry for Chu Chenan, she immediately hid back on the sixth floor.
Brother Xu likes Brother Chen An so much, he will definitely be gentler.
She thought simply.
…
Xu Moshu leaned over and kissed Chu Chenan's cheek, slowly stroking his lips with his fingertips.
"You haven't slept all night, idiot."
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