While he was hesitating, Qin Nuo suddenly walked out from the dark corridor.
Seeing Qin Nuo, Zhang Yu's face showed an ecstatic expression, and his eyes were immediately full of signals for help.
The security guard looked at Qin Nuo and asked, "Is this your friend?"
"Yes, my good friend." Zhang Yulian said.
"Oh, so why haven't you called yet?" the security guard asked, his eyes focused only on the phone, his face becoming more and more terrifying with sadness.
When Zhang Yu was at a loss, Qin Nuo reached out and picked up the phone and said to the security guard.
"Uncle, there's no need to call."
The security guard looked at Qin Nuo with an extremely scary look in his eyes: "Why?"
"I called your son and he said he would be back tomorrow. You might as well go back and have a good sleep. Maybe you will see them when you wake up tomorrow." Qin Nuo said calmly.
The security guard stared at Qin Nuo and snorted coldly: "You have my son's phone number? Who are you?"
"Uncle, I'm Xiao Qin from upstairs. Have you forgotten? I greet you every day when I come downstairs. Your son and I are very familiar with each other. The neighbors are all concerned about your situation. Don't run around. Go back and have a good rest."
The corners of Zhang Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and he thought to himself, how could anyone believe such a lie?
As it turned out, the security guard actually believed it, and a rare smile appeared on his face: "Really? Now that you mention it, I seem to have remembered something."
"My son seems to be your classmate. Look at my head, my memory is not good. I can't remember anything."
He patted his head. Although he felt helpless about his deteriorating health, he felt much better when he heard that his son would be back tomorrow.
Putting his cell phone in his pocket, the security guard picked up his crutch and stood up shakily. He looked weak and might fall down at any time.
"It's time to go back and have a good sleep. Tomorrow I'll be able to see my son, daughter-in-law, and grandson. I have to get up early and make porridge for them."
"He gets dizzy from driving, so every time he comes home he always has to drink a bowl of mint porridge and then go to sleep."
"Oh, and there's also white porridge with rice noodle rolls. It was his favorite when he was little. I have to go buy it early, or they'll be sold out."
He held onto the handrail and walked downstairs. After climbing two steps, he stopped again: "Also, I saw the host just now."
"It said that when my son and daughter-in-law come back, they can give me a bigger house. Oh, the owner of the post is such a kind person!"
Qin Nuo's expression showed a hint of surprise.
He wanted to call out to the security guard, but the latter seemed not to hear him. He walked downstairs step by step and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Yu stood up with lingering fear. He didn't care about the host, but asked Qin Nuo, "How did you make me believe what you said?"
"Old people generally have Alzheimer's disease. If you firmly believe in what you say, they will subconsciously believe it and this memory will appear."
Qin Nuo said.
Zhang Yu showed a hint of realization.
Then he sighed, "This old man is really pitiful. As he said, he might die in the house one day and no one would know."
"His heartless son and daughter-in-law just think he's in the way, and they might even want him to die as soon as possible..."
Qin Nuo didn't say anything.
Although he didn't want to think so.
But there was a foul stench coming from the door on the first floor.
The old man's rotten skin, corpse spots, and foul odor all indicate that he may have died long ago.
However, because of the formation of the haunted building, the old man was resurrected in another way.
He didn't know that he was dead, but he was still looking forward to his son and daughter-in-law coming back. Many things will be forgotten as you get older, but the only thing you will never forget is your own children.
Even some small things about children will be remembered clearly.
For example, the security guard always remembered that his son liked to eat white porridge with rice noodle rolls every time he came home...
Qin Nuo dusted off Zhang Yu and asked, "Where's Bai Zhou?"
"He went back to the room. I left some things behind and when I came back I accidentally bumped into the security guard and was pulled down by him..." Zhang Yu said helplessly.
After saying that, he looked at Qin Nuo and said, "What about you? Did those two residents do anything to you?"
"They were fighting fiercely at first, but I acted as a mediator and mediated a few words, then they all calmed down and sat down to have a good chat," Qin Nuo said.
"Did you get any useful information?"
"No." Qin Nuo shrugged.
"That's troublesome. After all, we still don't have any clues about the owner of this post, and time is running out." Zhang Yu said distressedly.
"Let's go back first." Qin Nuo blinked and said calmly.
The two were about to return to Bai Zhou's room when a strange noise suddenly came from the corridor.
Then, at the turning point of the stairs above, a figure slowly descended...
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