Tang Ning was lying alone on the big bed. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and Mo Yunchu still hadn't returned.
As the saying goes, when it rains, it rains heavily. Tonight, there was a rainstorm. There were lightning and thunder outside the window. Even though Tang Ning had drawn the curtains tightly, the blue-purple lightning could still illuminate the bed.
This was the first time Tang Ning spent a late night alone during these days in the dungeon.
He lay in bed, feeling as if something was poking him under the quilt, but when Tang Ning lifted the sheets he saw nothing.
Tang Ning didn't want to move to another room to rest because only this master bedroom was filled with Mo Yunchu's aura.
So Tang Ning opened the closet, took out the neatly arranged bedding, and spread layer upon layer of goose down quilts on the bed. The layers of bedding were very thick, and Tang Ning sank into the mattress, but did not feel safe at all.
He was worried that something that shouldn't be there would pop up next to his pillow, that he would be sleep paralyzed by a ghost if he fell asleep, and that he would be stared at by a ghost if he didn't sleep... ...
His handsome eyebrows were furrowed, and his cheeks were flushed unnaturally red with fear. Tangning revealed a pure sense of vulnerability. He seemed to be about to cry, but he forced himself to hold back the tears, which made the tip of his nose turn red.
Mo Yunchu.
Mo Yunchu.
Why haven't you come back yet
Tang Ning was so scared that he took off his clothes and put on a shirt left by Mo Yunchu with trembling hands and feet like a sacrificial lamb.
Mo Yunchu's white shirt was too big, and the hem could cover Tang Ning's thighs. Tang Ning had a thin figure, with smooth and delicate long legs crossed together, and clean white socks tightly wrapped around her feet.
He wrapped his arms around his knees and sniffed the scent left on his shirt. It was a mellow and delicate woody fragrance with a hint of pungent spiciness.
Accompanied by rumbling thunder, the light in the bedroom flickered twice, dimming unsteadily.
Tang Ning stared at the light bulb with moist black eyes in doubt and for more than ten seconds, until his eyes were dry. After confirming that the lights in the room would not go out for the time being, Tang Ning withdrew his gaze with difficulty. He lowered his head and saw the rag doll sitting quietly at the end of the bed.
The legless rag doll sat eerily at the end of the bed, its eyes made of black buttons staring at him.
Tang Ning's head buzzed, as if he was falling into an abyss. The lights in the room flickered again. The scene at this moment was so similar to the scene when he first encountered the ghost baby on the bus. With shaking hands, Tang Ning quickly dialed Boss Hao's number. Beep, beep, beep...
The lights came on again, and the legless doll sat at Tang Ning's feet.
"Hello?" Boss Hao's voice rang in her ears. Tangning covered her mouth as she was on the verge of collapse. Her voice was like a cat's: "It, it came and sat at my feet."
"What are you afraid of?" Boss Hao said calmly, "I gave you the jade, it doesn't dare to get close to you. Now is a good time. You can take out the needle and thread to sew its legs and all this will be solved."
Putting the needle and thread in the bag, Tang Ning got off the bed with weak hands and feet and walked to the closet to get the bag. The sound of footsteps could be heard in the room. Tang Ning covered her mouth tightly to suppress the scream that was about to come out of her mouth. Her thick lower eyelashes were soaked with tears.
how so
He was wearing socks and walking lightly in the bedroom. Why were there such loud footsteps behind him
A chill embraced Tangning from behind, and a thin gust of cold wind blew against the back of his neck. Tangning tried his best to remain calm. He spoke into the phone in a trembling voice, "Lu Yingxing seems to be here, walking close to me."
"Did you wear the jade?"
Tangning let out a "hmm" from his nose.
"He's just an ordinary evil spirit. If he gets close to you in this condition, you'll be scared to death. Don't worry." Boss Hao's words helped Tang Ning calm down. He felt that the weight on him was indeed decreasing rapidly, becoming light and fluttering, which reminded him of quicksand disappearing from the palm of his hand.
Tangning picked up the bag and tried to open the zipper, but the weight of her body shifted to her wrist, as if someone was holding her hand tightly, preventing her from removing the needle and thread.
Tang Ning's fingers were already cold, and the blood on his fingertips seemed to be freezing. The extreme coldness made Tang Ning's mind clear for a moment, and he suddenly felt a little confused.
What he has to do now is to help the ghost baby sew up the rag doll it is inhabiting, not to kill Lu Yingxing. Why would Lu Yingxing rather die than let him open the bag
Feeling panicky for no apparent reason, Tang Ning loosened his grip. The weight on his body became lighter and lighter. If it weren't for the chilly feeling, Tang Ning wouldn't have been able to feel the weight.
"Have you started sewing dolls?" Boss Hao's distorted voice came from the other end of the phone. Tangning held the phone, the screen light shining on his pale jaw. Tangning's eyes trembled, and he clicked on a new text message on his phone:
If you don't want to die, don't sew the doll's legs shut.
Sender: Lao Liu
This number was the one that Director Lin had given to Tang Ning earlier. Tang Ning had never been able to get through. At this moment, when Tang Ning's call to Boss Hao was busy, this call came in.
A bolt of lightning suddenly struck, illuminating the rag doll lying silently at Tang Ning's feet. Tang Ning's face was pale, and he silently hung up the phone with Boss Hao, and then answered the call with Lao Liu.
The hoarse voice of Lao Liu came from the other end of the line, "Have you sewed up the legs of the rag doll?"
Tangning whispered, "Not yet."
The sound of raindrops hitting the glass, Lao Liu said slowly: "Let me tell you a story."
"Once upon a time there was a young man who had no special skills, but was very brave. So he was introduced by someone and became a funeral car driver."
"There is a rule in this business. If someone stops your car in the middle of the night, you must not stop. The young man didn't take it seriously. He always felt that if you don't do bad things, you don't have to be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. Instead of being afraid of these ghosts and gods, it is better to be an upright person."
Tang Ning didn't say anything. He felt a little cold.
"One night, he was driving past a mass grave and met a pregnant woman who stopped a car. The pregnant woman was wearing a white dress, had long hair and was pregnant. He immediately thought of his wife at home. His wife was also pregnant. What if something happened to his wife one day and the passing drivers didn't give him a ride because they were afraid of ghosts? What would he do?"
"Just putting yourself in his shoes, he stopped the car." After saying this, Lao Liu paused for a long time. It was so quiet that only the sound of the rain could be heard.
Tangning's breathing became heavy, as if something heavy was weighing down his chest. He heard Lao Liu whisper, "This is the thing he regrets most in his life."
"The pregnant woman died in his car. Her lower body was covered in blood. There was so much blood that he reached out and touched it. The blood was cold."
"He got seriously ill when he returned, and encountered many strange things one after another. The strangest thing was that his wife slipped in the bathroom in broad daylight, but he had clearly told his wife not to take a bath when she was alone at home. Why did his wife go into the bathroom to take a bath for no reason?"
"When he returned home, he saw that his wife's lower body was covered in blood. The blood had been flowing for who knows how long and had already turned cold. So much blood had flowed down the drain."
"He felt that he had killed his wife and unborn child. He hated it! He cried! He regretted it! He would rather the female ghost took him away. At this time, a Taoist priest came and said that he had a way to help him raise his wife and child at home."
"He did whatever the Taoist priest said. He said his child was inhabited by a rag doll. The child was disobedient and would run around everywhere. He asked him to tear off the legs of the rag doll so that his child would not be able to run far."
Tang Ning lowered his head and looked at the rag doll lying at his feet. A flash of lightning passed by, and a shrill cry rang out in the empty room!
"He loved his ghost doll very much and took it with him wherever he went, even to work, he would bring his child with him. But just a few days ago, his child disappeared."
"The Taoist priest said that it is the nature of a child to love playing. If he makes more delicious food at home, his child will go home by himself."
Old Liu smiled. "Don't you think this guy is stupid? After so many years, he still hasn't figured out that he is helping the Taoist priest raise ghosts, turning himself into a half-human, half-ghost, and even making it impossible for his own child to be reincarnated."
"Ghosts are neither good nor evil. The better you treat them, the more they want to take you to death. However, death is also a kind of relief. I should have died a long time ago."
The phone was hung up at this moment, leaving a busy tone.
Tangning stood in the room holding her phone in a daze, her mind bombarded by a huge amount of information. At this time, Boss Hao's phone kept coming in. Tangning swiped the screen with stiff fingers and answered Boss Hao's call. She heard the other end of the phone say sternly, "Did Lao Liu call you just now? Don't believe what that lunatic says!"
Boss Hao told a story that was completely different from Lao Liu's: "Lao Liu used to be a funeral driver and let an unclean thing get on the bus. Soon he was haunted by a ghost and was dying. In order to survive, he used evil magic and used his wife and children as scapegoats. This did get rid of the ghost's entanglement, but it also made his wife and children very resentful, especially his unborn child."
"I am a money-oriented person. He gave me money, and I told him a solution. I taught him to trap the child in a rag doll and then remove the legs of the rag doll. This way, the child would be unable to move and could not be killed."
"But by doing this, although he survived by chance, he is living a life neither human nor ghost. You got on his hearse before because he deliberately let the ghost baby find you and make you a scapegoat. You are my big customer. I didn't intend to tell you about Lao Liu's affairs. After all, he is also my client. But now he wants to kill you, and I don't want you to die in vain!"
Boss Hao advised earnestly: "The ghost baby has been bothering you for five days. If you don't sew up the ghost baby's legs and send it away today, you will miss the opportunity and you will never be able to send it away again!!!"
Tang Ning held the phone blankly, his head aching badly. On the left side of his mind, he heard Lao Liu calmly saying, "Don't sew up the legs of the rag doll if you don't want to die." On the right side, he heard Boss Hao shouting at the top of his lungs, "If you don't sew it now, you'll never be able to give it away." These two voices formed a tug-of-war in his mind, making his head feel like it was about to explode.
Should he believe Lao Liu
What Lao Liu said tonight makes sense, and it makes sense why he turned so upset after hearing his words today, and why he emotionally drove them out of the door and cursed them as liars. Because in Lao Liu's words, he raised the ghost baby as his own child, and the ghost baby disappeared. He followed Boss Hao's instructions and prepared delicious food for the ghost baby to come home. He was so angry when he heard Boss Hao directing another person to take his child away.
But if that was the case, then he should have been on the same funeral car as Lao Liu, because Lao Liu said that he also carried a rag doll with him when he worked, and Tang Ning saw the rag doll on the bus. If that was the case, why did Lao Liu say that he only carried a dead person on the way
And why did Lao Liu have such a bad attitude when they first met, but became extremely emotional when they met the second time, even holding a knife when opening the door
Is it true that, as Boss Hao said, Lao Liu is a lunatic? He wants to use him as a scapegoat
But can Boss Hao really be trusted? Why did Lu Yingxing's ghost not go away even though he did what Boss Hao said? Could it be that what Boss Hao said was true, and that there was a murderer who killed Lu Yingxing hiding in this villa
But how is this possible? How could Mo Yunchu do such a thing? !
Tang Ning's brain was about to crash from thinking too much. He was confused and wavering between Lao Liu and Boss Hao. He was not very smart and could not understand people's minds or logic. From the time he entered the dungeon until now, although he had tried hard to explore, the most successful thing he did was actually relying on Mo Yunchu.
Why is he so stupid
I am timid and stupid, and I don’t know how to deal with this situation.
System, who do you think I should trust
Tang Ning asked blankly.
I suggest you calm down and think slowly.
Yes. You can't solve any problems when you are in a state of confusion. Now that the jade is on you and there is still some time until twelve o'clock, Tangning decided...
Play a game to calm down.
He sat on the bed, forcibly ignoring the strange rag doll in the room, and hugged the laptop at home. This computer seemed to belong to "Tang Ning", and Tang Ning could easily unlock it with his face.
Before searching for the game Minesweeper, Tang Ning glanced at his computer desktop and saw a document that read "7.27 Update Summary".
Tang Ning's identity in this copy is a blogger of a supernatural channel. The content recorded in this document is probably the content of the video that the other party will update next time. Tang Ning thought of the last time he went to the community to find Lao Liu, he lied to Mo Yunchu and said that he and Lu Yingxing were here to record a video.
If Mo Yunchu accidentally read this document, and what was inside was inconsistent with what he said, would Mo Yunchu become suspicious
Moreover, the name of this document means that it will be updated on July 27th. Tomorrow is July 27th. Should he change the name of this document to July 29th? This way, it will not be updated when he leaves the copy.
Also, will this update document contain records about the haunted bus
Tang Ning thought about it for a moment, then he clicked on the document and found that it required a password.
Because of his poor memory and laziness, Tangning had used the same password since he was a child. He subconsciously entered the password, and then the document opened. It read -
7.22 Thursday Sunny
My name is Tang Ning, and this is my diary. If someone can open this document, it means that I should be dead now.