Chapter 5757 Aunt Lu
Tu Lanxun felt like a lively rabbit fell into his stomach.
It was pitch black in front of me. This floor happened to be the middle floor, where the fire escape was located. Further in was the entrance hall with each floor having one household, and the actual residence.
It was also the place where the family of six was murdered.
Tu Lanxun didn't dare to move forward, but the elevator didn't show any sign of moving. She asked, "Is there a ghost in there?"
N said nothing and looked ahead seriously.
He suddenly took a step and walked into the darkness alone. Tu Lanxun was stunned. Did he mean to go in?
Her heart was in her throat. A dim fluorescent green light swept across her calves. The further she went in, the colder it became. This place was definitely not normal.
After passing through the fire corridor, they saw a marble-paved foyer with a shoe rack tilted to one side and a black smart door with a champagne gold edge standing tall, with an official seal on it.
Shining the flashlight forward, it revealed a bloody fingerprint on the edge of the door frame.
Tu Lanxun suddenly turned off the flashlight, and the place became dark again. Only a little light shone through the cat's eye behind the half-hanging "Fu" character.
The lights in the house are on.
N stood at the door and knocked on it three times, but there was no response from inside.
But what was strange was that the door shook slightly as the knock occurred. The door was not locked, or it was opened the moment the knock occurred.
N walked inside, warm lights poured out, the decoration was very tasteful, and the chandelier swayed slightly on the ceiling, bringing a sense of uncertainty to this warm atmosphere.
Yes, it’s warm and full of traces of life.
If we exclude the markings on the body's posture on the ground and the red plum blossom-like blood splattered on the walls and the ground.
Tu Lanxun swallowed her saliva, and her eyes flashed. Suddenly, she heard footsteps running between her and N. The footsteps were very energetic, but she could not see anything in her field of vision.
N had actually walked deep into the living room. He picked up a refrigerator magnet from the refrigerator, an acrylic magnetic family portrait with a smiling family in it.
He looked several times without moving his body, but Tu Lanxun felt that he sighed.
Thump, thump, thump. The invisible thing ran past Tu Lanxun again.
A dead branch from the potted plant in the corner of the living room snapped off and fell to the ground with a thud, as if it had been scraped off. Tu Lanxun almost jumped.
She felt a mist in front of her eyes, making them dry. After wiping them gently with a tissue, Tu Lanxun almost screamed because a little boy was standing in front of her, holding his chin with his hands and looking up at his pale little face.
The boy's eyes were blood red, and he laughed, his childish voice echoing in the silent space.
Just like his headphones were taken off, Tu Lanxun suddenly heard a sizzling sound coming from the direction of the kitchen, and then the bottom of the pot hit the terrace. An old man came out with a plate of food and placed it on the dining table.
Only half of the dish was left, it was broken, the edges were dirty, and there was nothing inside.
The old man didn't seem to see Tu Lanxun and N. He waved to the boy and said, "Cat, come and have dinner."
The boy nicknamed Maoer sat over. The old man pulled out a chair and sat down with his back to Tu Lanxun and N. There was a bloody hole on the back of his head, which must have been caused by a blunt object.
After a few seconds, the sound of a toilet flushing came from deeper inside, and then a man came out wiping his hands. He looked to be in his thirties, with the same pale face. He took out a set of broken bowls from the kitchen, arranged them one by one, and finally sat down opposite the cat in a daze.
To make way for the man, Tu Lanxun stood aside. Suddenly, a faint voice came from behind him: "Mao'er, why are your paintings scattered everywhere?"
Tu Lanxun was frightened and turned around stiffly. An old woman walked past her. The moment they passed by, she could even feel the cold touch of her old skin.
The old woman's hands were shaking violently as she placed a child's drawing on the dining table. The cat lowered its head and said, "Grandma, I'm sorry."
Looking closely at the children's drawing, it shows a family of six standing in front of a house. The house is a very simple square-top and square-body house. Six egg-shaped stick figures are holding hands and smiling at the outside of the picture.
Wait, is he smiling?
Tu Lanxun suddenly realized that she was looking at it the wrong way. The six people were not actually standing on the ground, but in the sky. Their mouths were in the shape of an upside-down U, and it was only when they were turned over that they looked like they were smiling.
Another younger man came into the living room and sat next to the old man. He looked very similar to the old man and was related by blood.
Just as Tu Lanxun was guessing the family identities of these five people, the door suddenly opened and a woman walked in from outside. She looked tired and scolded Mao'er, "You little bastard, are you playing with the elevator again?"
After that, the woman came completely into the living room, her hair draped in front of her face, her hands slightly twisted, and the old woman asked, "Did you find it?"
The woman sat down at the head of the table and replied, "Mom, I didn't get a bus. I don't know why, but the buses don't go this way."
As she spoke, she became worried: "What should I do? The company hasn't replied to my messages. I'll just walk to work tomorrow."
The older man said, "Thank you for your hard work. I'll take the cat to look for a car tomorrow. You can get some more sleep."
The younger man said, "Sister, you should take a break. You've been working non-stop for so long."
It turned out that one of them was her husband and the other was her younger brother.
Tu Lanxun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that the road-blocking ghost that scared the driver was her.
The family sat neatly at the dining table and began to eat with empty plates and bowls. They ate meticulously, and everyone had fatal wounds on their bodies.
The little boy's eyes were bloodshot, the woman's long hair was streaked with blood, the brother-in-law's neck had marks of being strangled, and the younger brother had no visible injuries, but his skin was an abnormal pink, and his eyes were slightly bulging.
The old lady's face was also pink, as if she had carbon monoxide poisoning, and Tu Lanxun had already seen the bloody hole behind her head.
While the family was having dinner, N suddenly said, "Auntie Lu."
The only person who could be called Aunt Lu was the old lady. She glanced over indifferently and saw Tu Lanxun and N.
Aunt Lu's reaction was a little slow, and panic slowly covered her face. She stood up and asked, "You, who are you?"
The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became cold. The other five ghosts looked at them coldly. The younger ghost rolled his eyes at Tu Lanxun and N and said, "Are you guys annoying?"
Before the two of them could speak, the younger brother ghost repeated, "You're already dead, and you still bother us. Aren't you annoying?"
This seemed to frighten Aunt Lu, and she slumped back into her chair, as if hearing this for the first time. But the rest of the people here didn't show any signs of panic; they stared at Tu Lanxun and N with sinister eyes.
Even the cat, which was only five or six years old, had a motionless expression and a cold look in its eyes.
The female ghost who blocked the road put a hand on Aunt Lu's arm and said, "Mom, Xiaofei plays games too much. Don't listen to him."
Aunt Lu said silently: "Oh..."
The younger brother, Gui, was in his early twenties and had a bad temper. Upon hearing this, he stood up, his chair creaking as he swung back and left the table. The old man, Gui, slammed the table and scolded his son, "Asshole!"
N, with a rare gentle demeanor, braved the hostile gazes of the table's ghosts as he approached Aunt Lu, squatted down, and asked, "Aunt Lu, do you still remember me?"
Aunt Lu was a little confused at her age. She stared at N for a full minute before blinking in confusion. Then she was surprised: "You are... Xishan? Nan Xishan?"
She became happy and immediately held N's hand, stroking it twice, and looked N up and down as if she were sizing up her own junior. "Oh, you've grown so big now, and you're more beautiful than before. It must have been several years since we last saw each other, right? You were still in high school back then."
Tu Lanxun didn't know what to say. He originally thought that N suddenly came here to catch ghosts, but he didn't expect it to be a family reunion.
Aunt Lu suddenly became lively. She patted the old man next to her and said, "Hey, Old Sun, that's Xiaonan, the one who used to come to our house for dinner. Don't you remember him? Back then, we lived next to the vegetable market. I could see him every morning when the breakfast shop opened. He was the one who was really good at studying."
Old Man Sun's eyes remained gloomy, but he smiled at N, indicating that he wasn't targeting him. Tu Lanxun actually understood this quite well; people who died suddenly wouldn't be in a good mood when they saw someone they only knew.
But didn't Aunt Lu know she was dead? Her whole family kept this secret.
Aunt Lu chatted with N—whose real-life name was Nan Xishan—for a few moments before she suddenly covered her head, complaining of a headache and fatigue. N helped Aunt Lu back to the bedroom, and when she emerged, the black backpack appeared in her hand.
The food from the convenience store was poured onto the table. N arranged them one by one and set aside a special portion. He rubbed the cat's head and asked it to be sent to his grandmother. The cat swallowed his saliva and went to take the ghost brother out.
This was a blessing in a haunted house. Ghosts wouldn't starve to death, but the family had never eaten since their death. Soft egg sandwiches, plastic-wrapped pork ham, chocolate cake, and several cans of soda were placed on the table.
Tu Lanxun feels that they are not as unpopular as before.
N said, "I just brought it here, it's not a gift, please eat it."
The ghosts really started eating. The woman ghost who blocked the road smiled generously, picked up a cold chicken drumstick and said, "Thank you."
Meanwhile, the cat on the other side was already staring at the chocolate cake with its left eye and the vacuum-braised beef with its right, not knowing what to eat first. Now the child was looking at Tu Lanxun and N with an extremely sincere look, as if they were some kind of great people.
The cat ate the meat and purred: "I just stopped you. I'm awesome. You two are good people, no, good ghosts."
Another sense of disharmony washed over Tu Lanxun. The fact that this family of ghosts didn't harm them could be explained by their knowledge of N. However, they clearly retained their sanity and ability to act, so why didn't they leave this place?
Seeing the harmonious and busy scene, she asked quietly.
The woman ghost who blocked the road gave a bitter smile: "Because we can't leave here."
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