Fenglinyuan Residential Community.
The Fenglinyuan residential area looks eerie during the day, and it becomes even more terrifying at night, like a huge monster opening its bloody maw to wait for its prey to come to its door.
quiet!
A deathly silence!
There were no insects chirping, only the 'crunch' sound of my footsteps on the dead branch.
I was wearing a sanitation worker's uniform, holding a broom, and slowly walking through the alley towards the gate.
However, Liu Sandao's ghost no longer lingers at the gate.
According to Yingniang, Liu Sandao's ghost should have gone to the residential area, but it's unclear which house it went to.
We had to search room by room.
Standing at the top of the stairs on the first floor, I touched the kitchen knife that Liu Sandao had given me, which was tucked into my waistband. I composed myself and walked up the stairs to the second floor.
As for why I didn't go to the first floor, it's because the first floor was completely bricked up, so much so that I couldn't even fit a finger in. I couldn't exactly break down the wall, could I?
Let's not even talk about whether Liu Sandao's spirit is inside or not, nor about whether I have the tools to smash the wall.
Once the smashing really starts, I estimate that Uncle Hat will arrive within a few minutes.
This place is just haunted, not deserted.
Standing at the bottom of the stairs on the first floor, a few rays of light shone through, giving one a sense of security.
But as soon as I stepped onto the second floor, that little bit of light was instantly swallowed up by darkness.
The steps were still sticky, and with each step, you could hear a 'splat~ splat' sound.
It felt like stepping on a puddle of wet paint.
I took my phone out of my pocket and shone it on my feet using the faint light.
They discovered a large pool of still-wet blood, slowly seeping out from under the door of room 201 next door.
If a normal person saw this scene, they would be terrified and immediately rush out to call the police.
But I know it's all an illusion.
As soon as I stepped into this place, the immense yin energy was already interfering with my brainwaves, making me see the events that had occurred here.
Just like the red walls of the Forbidden City, lucky visitors can witness the phantom of palace maids passing by during thunderstorms.
The door to room 201 was ajar, and a faint blue light flickered inside, as if someone was watching television.
I didn't know if Liu Sandao was there or not, so I could only grit my teeth and push the door open a little.
But as soon as the door was pushed open a crack, an inexplicable force suddenly pushed it back.
The force was astonishing, giving the impression that countless heavy objects were hanging behind the door, ready to spring back at the slightest relaxation.
What's going on?
I pushed the door even harder, making it open even wider.
As the gap in the door gradually widened, the layout of the room became clearer.
An old television sat there, displaying a silent image on its screen.
The eerie blue light danced wildly in the room, making the surroundings even more sinister.
There was some cold food on the living room table.
On the sofa, an elderly woman with gray hair sat quietly, her eyes fixed on the television.
Strangely, the lights were not on inside the room; the darkness intertwined with the eerie blue light of the television, making the room appear to be lit and dark at different times.
The blood that had been seen on the floor had disappeared, replaced by the sound of gurgling water.
The sound came from behind one of the closed doors.
Soon, water slowly seeped out from under the door, gradually spreading to the old lady's slippers.
The old lady glanced down, and her wrinkled face instantly crumpled into a frown, her expression full of impatience.
She shouted at the closed door in a shrill voice.
"The water's overflowing! When are you going to stop washing? Huh? Does water come free? All you do is waste water! You're such an ignorant, penniless wretch!"
After scolding the old lady, he turned around, reached for the old-fashioned mobile phone next to him, and started making a call.
After the call was connected, only a monotonous "beep beep beep" sound came from the receiver.
The old lady frowned, muttering to herself, "What's wrong with Afen? Why isn't she answering the phone? It's so late, she's not back yet. Didn't she say she was coming home for dinner?"
Just then, the door with the flowing water creaked open slowly.
The sound of the flowing water grew louder.
A woman with long hair slowly walked out from inside.
She looked to be in her early thirties and was wearing an extremely large dress.
The skirt almost dragged on the ground, revealing only her slender calves.
She was holding a bath towel and drying her hair.
The elderly woman watching TV noticed the commotion and turned to glance at the woman.
Upon seeing the woman, his face instantly darkened, and he immediately launched into a tirade of curses.
"Look at you, dawdling for so long! Hurry up and cook, my daughter will be back soon."
"Do you think Afen is like you? She's a very busy person, earning your monthly salary in a minute, unlike you poor bastards who only know how to slack off all day long."
"I pay you so much money every month, and you can't even do this little thing right. I've been supporting you for nothing!"
But the old lady didn't see that the middle-aged woman had quietly put down the towel she was using to dry her hair and slowly reached one hand behind her back.
He now held a rope tightly in his hand and walked step by step toward the old woman.
The old woman didn't notice the danger and kept staring at the TV, muttering nasty things under her breath.
"All you do is eat my food and live in my house all day long, and you're always dragging your feet when it comes to doing chores. I really don't know what use someone like you is..."
Before she could finish speaking, the middle-aged woman had already walked up behind her, and without hesitation, she slammed the rope around the old woman's neck and pulled hard with both hands.
The old lady's eyes widened instantly, and she began to struggle violently, kicking her legs wildly in the air, her slippers flying off and hitting the television.
He frantically tried to pry open the rope around his neck with both hands, attempting to break free.
In that suffocating pain, the old lady's head was tilted back little by little, and her gaze shifted accordingly, looking right in my direction.
The next second, her eyes suddenly widened.
The expression on his face didn't seem to be caused by being strangled; it looked more like he had seen something terrifying.
Did you see me?
No, it doesn't seem so!
Her gaze seemed to be focused on the top of my head.
A strong sense of unease welled up inside me, and I slowly raised my head.
The moment I looked up, my heart stopped.
On the ceiling, a woman dressed in business attire is hanging upside down, her hands and feet tightly bound by ropes.
Her hair was loose, almost touching the ground, her head was tilted to one side, and her empty eyes stared straight down.
There was a horizontal gash on her neck, with the flesh rolled outwards.
The nameplate on her chest read: [Rongcheng Technology Co., Ltd.] Supervisor: Lin Xiaofen.
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