After a night of tossing and turning, Ji Leshui's spirit was extremely poor. Lin Banxia was worried that he wanted to go with him to see the agency, but Ji Leshui refused.
"You don't have to accompany me, I'll do it alone. You haven't slept all night, so find a place to rest." Ji Leshui changed his clothes and said to Lin Banxia with the key, "But don't sleep here. Now, I'm afraid you'll have an accident at home alone."
"I'm fine." Lin Banxia said, "You really don't want me to accompany you?"
"No." Ji Leshui reluctantly smiled, but it was better not to smile because of the ugly smile. "I'm a big man anyway. I'm afraid at night, why don't I still be afraid during the day?" He put the key of the door in his pocket, She nodded to Lin Banxia, turned and left.
Lin Banxia looked at his back with a complicated expression. At that time, he invited Ji Leshui to live there. It was originally out of good intentions. He wanted to help his friends save 2,000 yuan in rent every month. Who knows he didn't live in for a few days , this happened.
Today is a cloudy day with cold winds, not the warmth of early spring.
The trees in the community are evergreen, and they are lush, but for some reason, the shade of the trees is cold and cold. At first glance, the entire community looks like a faded old photo, which makes people uncomfortable.
After Ji Leshui left, Lin Banxia re-examined the glass window. The glass window was clean and there was no trace of blood. It was as if what happened last night was just Lin Banxia's hallucination.
Lin Banxia stared at the window for a while, but didn't see anything strange, just happened to be hungry again, so she turned around and went into the kitchen to cook some noodles to satisfy her stomach.
After he finished eating the noodles, he sat on the sofa to take a nap again, and when he was half asleep, he heard his cell phone ring.
When I took it over, I found that it was from Ji Leshui.
"Hey, Leshui?" Lin Banxia said, "What's wrong?"
Ji Leshui's voice was hoarse and full of despair. He said, "Banxia, hurry up and get out of the house. Don't live there, where can there be people?"
Lin Banxia said, "What's wrong?"
"I came out to meet with the agent, and by the way, I asked about the situation in that community." Ji Leshui said, "He said that there is no one living in that community!!!"
"No one lives there? What do you mean?" Lin Banxia didn't understand.
"The agent said that the price of the nearby cemetery is too expensive. Some wealthy people choose a new community and buy a few buildings, which are specially used for urns for ashes. The community you bought was not big and the location On the other hand, people who are still relying on mountains and rivers have been confiscated several buildings..." Ji Leshui said, his voice trembled uncontrollably, "No wonder we have no one upstairs and downstairs. It's an urn, and it's just the two of us living there."
Lin Banxia was also stunned. He wondered if something had happened to the house so cheap, but it was clearly stipulated in the contract that if it was a haunted house, he could directly claim compensation, but he never thought that this house was not a haunted house. , but the neighbors are all living tombs with urns.
"I'm looking at the house." Ji Leshui whispered, "When you see it, you can move out from there..." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Lin Banxia looked at the darkened screen, and didn't make a sound for a long time. He walked around the living room and didn't feel anything unusual, except that it was a little colder, it was just an ordinary living room. But is it really like what Ji Leshui said, this house really can't live in? Lin Banxia thought for a long time, then suddenly remembered something, then took the key, turned around and went out the door.
Lin Banxia took two steps along the corridor and stopped in front of the door next door. He hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and knocked on the door next door.
Dong Dong Dong, the crisp knocking sound echoed in the corridor, but the door did not open.
Lin Banxia was a little disappointed. He had seen a family living next to them a few days ago. Although he didn't see the head of the house, the door had indeed been opened. Could it be that the head of the household was not at home, or that he did not live in, but only came to visit occasionally
Lin Banxia thought so in her heart and knocked a few more times. Unexpectedly, just as he put his hand up, he heard a light creaking, and the door in front of him was actually opened.
Lin Banxia originally thought that the door was opened for him by the head of the household, but he passed through all the cracks in the door, but no one saw it.
"Is there anyone?" Hesitantly shouted, Lin Banxia pulled the door handle and opened the door in front of him. He also saw the outermost living room.
There was no one in the living room, not even a TV. There were only simple tables, chairs and a sofa. It was even simpler than Lin Banxia's house. Because there were so few things, Lin Banxia saw the strange objects placed in the corner of the living room at a glance. There are many black boxes of different sizes, neatly placed in the corners like building blocks, some standing, some lying, neatly arranged in the corners. On the far left of the box, stood a woman in red with her back to Lin Banxia. The woman was wearing a bright red ancient wedding dress and an exaggerated phoenix crown, which looked very weird.
"Hello, your door is not closed." Lin Banxia called towards the house, trying to get the owner's attention.
The owner of the house was indifferent to Lin Banxia's voice and still turned his back to him.
"Hello?" Lin Banxia was a little strange, "Can you hear me?"
no respond.
Thinking about whether something was wrong, Lin Banxia hesitated for a moment, but stepped into the house. As he walked, he shouted loudly. No response was given.
Lin Banxia vaguely felt that something was wrong in her heart. When she walked behind the woman, she raised her hand and patted her on the shoulder lightly, and said, "Girl, are you... Are you okay?"
The woman does not speak.
Lin Banxia leaned over and wanted to take a look at the woman's face, but just as he stretched his head forward, he heard a crackling sound, and the woman's head fell from her neck in front of him. Lun rolled to Lin Banxia's feet. The woman's cheeks were heavily makeup, the corners of her mouth were curved in a stiff arc, and her lifeless eyes were entwined with Lin Banxia's gaze.
Lin Banxia was stunned for three seconds before realizing what had happened, but these three seconds were enough for him to see clearly that the head under his feet was not a human head, but a plastic female model. The plastic mannequin looks so realistic that at first glance it looks exactly like a human being. As soon as her head fell, the beautiful phoenix crown fell to the ground, and the long black hair was thick and thick, covering the floor in front of her like a spider web.
Lin Banxia looked at the head under her feet for a moment, bent down to pick her up, but as soon as her fingertips touched her skin, a soft and cold voice came from the door: "What are you doing?"
Lin Banxia looked up and saw the man who had a relationship in the elevator before.
Today, he did not carry the black suitcase in his hand, and also changed the black trench coat, but his face was still not very good-looking, pale without a trace of blood, he tilted his head and stared at Lin Banxia, his voice soft like a breeze : "What are you doing?" As he spoke, he casually threw the one in his hand into his side pocket, and Lin Banxia noticed that it seemed to be two dice.
"Sorry!!" Lin Banxia straightened her waist immediately and explained, "I saw that the door of your house was not closed... I thought something was wrong, so I came in and took a look."
The man looked at Lin Banxia with a strange look in his eyes, as if he was sizing and evaluating. Lin Banxia didn't dare to speak, so the atmosphere was silent for a minute.
A minute later, the man opened his mouth again and said a word, but it was just his words that Lin Banxia didn't quite understand. The man said, "You have nothing to do when you enter this room?"
Lin Banxia was inexplicable: "What do you want to do?"
The man frowned, and suddenly strode in front of Lin Banxia. The distance was so close that the two of them almost touched their noses. Lin Banxia was taken aback and didn't dare to breathe, just opened her eyes. Staring at the man. At such a close distance, he could see almost every eyelash of the man, and his eyes seemed to be different from ordinary people's. The black ones couldn't see the lines of the pupils clearly, like the dark black sea.
The two looked at each other for a moment, and the man took a step back and crossed his chest: "Have you seen this model?"
Lin Banxia said, "Ah...? Look, I see."
The man said, "You have nothing to do?"
Lin Banxia was inexplicable: "Do? What?"
The man didn't answer and asked, "You live next door, right?"
Lin Banxia said, "Yeah..."
The man said, "How long have you moved in?"
Lin Banxia said, "One week."
The man said, "When are you going to move out?"
This question was really weird, Lin Banxia said, "I don't plan to move out..."
The man said, "Why don't you move out?"
Lin Banxia thought for a while and said, "Because there are some sad reasons."
Hearing the words, the man was silent for a moment, probably thinking that Lin Banxia had some touching story, and there was a little more warmth in his voice: "What is the reason for sadness?"
Lin Banxia whispered a word: "Poor."
man:"… "
Lin Banxia: "..."
An awkward silence spread between the two.
Just when Lin Banxia was thinking about whether she should leave, the man finally spoke, and he said, "This reason is quite sad."
Lin Banxia's eyes were slightly moist, and she wondered if there is anything scarier than poverty in the world? For now, there is no more.
Presumably not wanting the sadness to continue, the man changed the subject: "Are you coming to see me for something?"
Lin Banxia said, "Oh, there seems to be something wrong with my house, is yours too?"
The man said, "What's wrong?"
Lin Banxia said, "My roommate said it was haunted."
The man said, "I don't believe in ghosts and gods."
Lin Banxia smiled bitterly: "Yes."
"However." The man said, "You are very interesting, maybe I can treat you to a meal, and listen carefully to what you have to say. What's going on." He stretched out his hand to Lin Banxia, "Song Qingluo."
This is the man's name, Qingluo Qingluo, who has a lot of fate with Banxia. Lin Banxia laughed and held his outstretched hand: "Lin Banxia."
Song Qingluo is a strange person, you can tell from the house where he lives and the way he speaks. He said that he wanted to invite Lin Banxia to dinner, and the next moment he entered the kitchen on his own, and let Lin Banxia sit in the living room.
It was the first time that Lin Banxia came to someone's house, so she didn't want to look too casual, so she sat on the sofa cautiously and looked around again. The plastic female model whose head suddenly fell off just now is still lying quietly on the ground and staring at Lin Banxia with big eyes. The corners of his mouth collapsed now, turning into a deadly gloom.
Lin Banxia and her looked at each other for a while, then bent down to pick up the model's head and carefully placed it in the corner of the sofa, while she sat on the other side of the sofa. He sat on the sofa with nothing to do, and began to look at the living room seriously.
The large and small boxes placed in the living room almost filled the entire living room. One of the boxes was very close to Lin Banxia, so he tentatively stretched out his hand and touched the outer skin of the box lightly, then frowned. , showing doubts. The outer skin of this box looks like wood at first glance, but it feels very soft, like... human skin.
What's in this box? Lin Banxia was thinking, and suddenly heard a slight noise. He raised his head and found that the sound was coming from a cabinet at the connection between the living room and the balcony. Although the sound was slight, it was a bit harsh. It's like someone is in the closet scratching the door with sharp fingernails.
The continuous sound made Lin Banxia unable to ignore it. He sat on the sofa listening to it for a few minutes, and finally couldn't sit still, got up and went to the kitchen.
The kitchen door was made of frosted glass and was locked from the inside. Lin Banxia only heard the sound of cooking from inside. He raised his hand and knocked on the glass door, but no one answered. Lin Banxia called out again: " Mr. Song?"
"What?" Song Qingluo's voice was low.
"There seems to be something in your closet." Lin Banxia said loudly, "Do you want to come out and take a look?"
What Song Qingluo said was too vague, and Lin Banxia couldn't hear it clearly. When he asked again, there was no response.
However, at this time, the wardrobe in the living room became more and more exaggerated, creaking, as if to smash the wardrobe door.
Lin Banxia couldn't, so she turned around and walked to the wardrobe, but before he could respond, the wardrobe door in front of him creaked and opened by himself.
As soon as the wardrobe door opened, the contents inside entered Lin Banxia's field of vision. It was an altar.
A few red incense candles are lit on the altar. After the incense candles, two ceramic jars are enshrined. These jars Lin Banxia often sees are the most common urns in funeral homes. Apart from the altar, Lin Banxia didn't find anything inside that could make a sound. His eyes wandered, and soon on the door of the closet, he found a mess of bloodstains that had been scratched.
Lin Banxia stared at the altar for half a minute, finally raised her hand silently, closed the door of the wardrobe, then returned to the sofa as if nothing had happened, and sat in a daze.
Over there, Song Qingluo finally came out of the kitchen with several plates of hot dishes in his hands. He put the dishes on the table, looked up at Lin Banxia, and motioned him to come over for dinner.
Lin Banxia walked to the table and said, "I heard a sound in your closet..."
Song Qingluo placed the tableware and chopsticks without raising her head: "Oh."
Lin Banxia said cautiously, "Could it be a mouse or something?"
Song Qingluo said, "There are no mice in my house."
Lin Banxia said, "Then..."
Song Qingluo said, "Only the urn."
Lin Banxia: "..."
Song Qingluo said, "It stands to reason that the urn won't ring, right?"
Lin Banxia was speechless.
Probably because Lin Banxia's expression was too stunned, Song Qingluo realized what was wrong with what he said, he pondered: "But I can't say for sure, this urn was left by the landlord, I didn't move it, what will happen? I can't tell if it doesn't ring."
Lin Banxia felt a little dizzy: "The landlord left it?"
Song Qingluo said: "Yes, upstairs and downstairs, the neighbors are all urns. I have a good relationship with the urns in this house, so I rented this one."
Lin Banxia thought that the word "love" was so clever that he was speechless.
While the two were talking, Song Qingluo handed the chopsticks to Lin Banxia. Lin Banxia held the chopsticks and the bowl and began to eat silently.
Song Qingluo's craftsmanship is good. These dishes are full of color, flavor, and flavor. Lin Banxia ate it very happily. In addition to being happy, he talked about his intentions by the way, saying that the house doesn't seem to be right, his roommate Planning to move out.
Lin Banxia said, Song Qingluo also listened, but his attention was not on Lin Banxia, but was thinking seriously about something.
Seeing that he didn't want to chat, Lin Banxia had to shut up. The two of them finished their meal in this silent atmosphere. Fortunately, the food tasted good, but it wasn't too much torment.
After eating, Lin Banxia was too embarrassed to continue harassing her, and got up to leave.
When he walked to the door, he heard Song Qingluo whispering behind him, "Don't move."
Lin Banxia said in surprise, "Huh?"
"I can't move." This sentence was so strange that Lin Banxia wanted to ask again, but the door behind him slammed shut.
Lin Banxia stood there stunned for a while, then turned around and went home.
Here, Lin Banxia is inquiring, and Ji Leshui has already rented a suitable house. He couldn't wait to move out and had almost no requirements for the house, so he quickly found a place to live. He called Lin Banxia and told him that he would not go back today and would live in a new house.
Lin Banxia knew that he was not in a good condition, so he didn't say anything, but helped him pack up the clothes and sent them to his new house.
"Banxia, you should also live here at night." Ji Leshui said, "I don't worry about you living there alone."
"It's okay." Lin Banxia said, "You don't have to worry about me, I haven't seen anything strange yet."
Ji Leshui wanted to persuade him again, but seeing Lin Banxia's firm attitude, he had to give up.
When it was getting dark, Lin Banxia went home alone. The house was the same as yesterday. After a simple wash, he fell asleep.
Ji Leshui was lying on the sofa in the new house. Although he was a little embarrassed, his heart calmed down. After tossing around all night last night, and without rest during the day, Ji Leshui was already sleepy now, but he was still a little scared and didn't dare to turn off the lights in the living room.
Lying on the sofa, Ji Leshui closed his eyes hazy, his consciousness soon fell into a deep sleep, and everything around him became silent.
Tick, tick, tick, the light chiming of the clock woke Ji Leshui from his dream. He opened his eyes in a daze and saw a black window with a woman in a red dress standing in front of the window.
Ji Leshui woke up instantly. At first, he thought he was dreaming, but when he rubbed his eyes heavily and lost the last trace of sleepiness, he realized that he was not dreaming.
The same living room, the same TV program, he actually returned to the home he fled before, lying on the sofa that he lay on last night. Repeated programs were still being broadcast on the TV, and the picture began to flicker, and a sharp noise like crying came out from the TV one after another.
Ji Leshui was trembling all over, his neck stiffened, and out of the corner of his eye he looked at the window that was supposed to be a picture, but he saw it as a painting.
The woman who was standing in front of the window just now had already opened the window and sat on the edge of the window with her back to him. Her hair was extremely long and scattered on the ground like a dense spider web.
Ji Leshui felt extremely cold all over. He seemed to be frozen, unable to move a finger, let alone stand up and escape.
"You... Who are you?" After exhausting all his strength, he finally squeezed a few words out of his mouth. Ji Le's water was shaking like a sieve. He said desperately, "Who are you?"
The woman laughed, the laughter was sharp and shrill, like a ghost whining, and she said, "I am you." After speaking, she jumped up and jumped out of the window.
However, the next moment, her body slammed heavily on the floor in front of Ji Leshui, like a broken watermelon, completely torn apart. Her head was also shattered, and only her eyes were still intact. She stared at Ji Leshui who was sitting on the sofa resentfully, her red lips slightly opened: "I can't escape."
Ji Leshui let out a desperate wailing. He wanted to stand up and leave here, but his body couldn't move. The TV screen completely turned into white snowflakes. The broken woman in front of him began to twist her limbs, trying to stand up from the ground. However, her bones were broken all over, and she could only drag her slowly on the ground in a twisted posture, so that step by step, step by step, she arrived in front of Ji Leshui.
The tip of Ji Leshui's nose even smelled the disgusting fishy smell. He couldn't scream anymore. Fear was like a stone, which stuck in his throat heavily. His pupils gradually enlarged and he couldn't even breathe.
The woman grinned, she leaned over, dropped a bright red kiss on Ji Leshui's cheek, and repeated the sentence: "Go back."
With this almost cursed whisper, Ji Leshui's mental defense was completely defeated, his throat twitched, his eyes rolled, and he fainted.
When I woke up again, it was already the next day.
When Ji Leshui woke up at first, he didn't even dare to open his eyes. From the gaps in his eyelids, he observed for a while to make sure that he had not returned to his original room before leaving the sofa trembling all over.
There is no woman, no window, and no previous room, as if everything last night was just a dream.
Ji Leshui went into the toilet and turned on the water in embarrassment to wash his face, but when he looked up at the mirror, he found that there was a blood-red lip print on his right cheek.
It's like a cursed mark that can't be erased.
The author has something to say:
Song Qingluo: Why didn't you run away
Lin Banxia: I escaped, let me go, and the bank won't let me go. There are still thirty years left for this mortgage.
Song Qingluo: ... ... also.