Chi Yan let out a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but pick up the porcelain bottle and put it on his lips.
He vaguely guessed that Young Master Ye saved his life again.
The shadow silently kissed his earlobe back.
Chi Yan took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was only 1:14. It wasn't long since he woke up. It was subjective fear that made the time stretched continuously. Although he had only slept for less than three hours and was mentally exhausted, Chi Yan had lost much sleepiness, or had lingering fears and did not dare to fall asleep. He turned on the light, put on his headphones, and started watching videos on his phone while lying on the bed.
Just after watching a movie, I gradually relaxed mentally. Chi Yan was about to take off her headphones and go to sleep when she heard a lot of noise downstairs, and at the same time, there were people running and talking in the corridor, and I could vaguely hear "jumping off the building". words such as "opposite".
Xu Jiang's house is connected to a small balcony. The balcony and the interior are only connected by a thin layer of doors and windows. The sound insulation effect is extremely poor. Although it is on the sixth floor, if the door is opened, the voices of the passing students downstairs can be clearly heard. Even if the door is closed, the outside sound cannot be completely blocked. But generally speaking, after ten o'clock in the winter, few people go out for activities, let alone three o'clock in the morning when most people are already asleep.
Chi Yan climbed out of bed, put on his coat, opened the balcony door and walked out.
It was pitch black downstairs, and you could vaguely see a lot of people with lights on, but it was still unclear what was going on in the night.
He raised his head and looked at the opposite building. The opposite was the undergraduate dormitory building. At this time, the lights were turned off and the power was off. All the rooms were pitch-dark. Only the toilets on each floor were lit in a row of white lights. Combining the few words he heard before, he had already guessed something, and his eyes continued to move up to the roof of the opposite building.
The top floors of this row of dormitory buildings are all seven floors, but only a small space on the seventh floor has been turned into four bedrooms, so Chi Yan standing on the sixth floor balcony on this side can clearly see the scene on the opposite roof - a figure Standing on the edge of the roof, he would fall if he took a step forward. There were still many people standing at a distance behind him, and a faint light could be faintly seen, which seemed to be emitted by a mobile phone or a flashlight. These people should be the workers and teachers who came here, but they didn't dare to come forward easily.
Chi Yan was stunned the moment he saw the sight on the opposite side, and the cold sweat that had just dissipated began to break out uncontrollably.
There were so many people standing on the opposite side, but none of them saw that there was something standing behind the student who was about to jump off the building. It grabbed the man's neck with its pale, corpse-spotted hands, and licked the other's auricle with its long, soft tongue.
Chi Yan didn't see this thing at first, but he suddenly saw it, because the thing was staring at this side of Chi Yan with violent bloodshot eyes - it was looking at him, it found him, it stared at him on him.
Chi Yan had heard the saying of looking for a ghost.
Where someone dies in vain, ghosts of vain will be born. Those things linger in the same place day after day, constantly looking for ghosts to replace them. Young people, mentally weak people, especially those who have the idea of seeking death, are especially easy to be entangled by them and become "" scapegoat".
When he was young and fashionable, the Taoist who showed him patted his head and said to his grandmother, "This child is born weak, and is most likely to be entangled as a scapegoat. Try to keep him away from the water where people have died, and those who are often involved in car accidents. When you need to pass through places such as road sections and houses where people died, you must not stay, bow your head and leave as soon as possible."
Chi Yan was ignorant at the time, but now seeing such a scene again, not only did his heart get cold for a while, but he immediately remembered the words and scenes that had turned yellow in his memory. Porcelain vase worn. I don't know what bad luck has happened recently, and I always encounter this kind of thing.
The thing looked at him and let go of the man's hand, as if he wanted to follow Chi Yan. Chi Yan knew that although it seemed to be separated from him by a considerable distance, those things were different from people. It could even appear behind him in an instant, grabbing his neck and forcing him to jump off the building, while he even No perception.
This realization made his whole body tense involuntarily.
At this time, there was the sound of the door opening, and a tall and thin young man wearing black-rimmed glasses came out of the bedroom on the right.
The balconies of the bedrooms are all connected, and the balconies of the two houses are only separated by an iron railing that can easily cross over.
The young man also saw the stranger standing next to him, stunned for a moment because of the unfamiliar face, and then nodded politely.
Chi Yan also reluctantly nodded stiffly in return.
Because it was interrupted by this episode, when Chi Yan looked back at the opposite top floor, he found that the object had disappeared. The student who tried to jump off the building fell unconscious and fell to the top of the building. The people who were standing behind all swarmed up and lifted him up. Walk.
He just felt a chill behind him. I just thought about it, that thing wouldn't really have entangled myself, would it
He hesitated and reached out to touch his neck. What he touched was the skin that was chilled by the night wind, and felt a little warm when rubbing against his fingertips. Chi Yan turned to look, the bedroom was still lit up behind.
Nothing at all.
Chi Yan still felt uneasy in her heart, but the thing had indeed disappeared, and there was no sign of being entangled in it at the moment. The time displayed on the mobile phone was almost four in the morning, and the person was rescued, and it was a near miss. The people who had gathered were also organized to disperse, and the noise dissipated. After a rush, the dark open space in front of the building regained its calm, and only a few people were left to clean up the aftermath.
Chi Yan decided to go back to sleep for a while.
He didn't dare to turn off the light either. He stood under the bed and thought for a while. He picked up the black tablet originally placed on the desk and hugged it into his arms. He climbed onto the bed and hugged it into his arms. He pulled up the quilt and closed his eyes to prepare to sleep.
This time, it didn't take long for him to fall asleep, and he didn't have any scary and strange dreams. In a trance, he felt that someone was lying beside him and hugging him. The man was tall but vague, as if he could completely wrap himself in his arms, warm like a guardian deity. Chi Yan felt reassured for no reason, turned around and hugged the non-existent figure, a long-lost smile forming on the corner of his mouth.
After a night of no dreams, Chi Yan found herself holding the quilt when she woke up. Although he only slept for less than three hours this time, he regained a lot of energy. He climbed out of bed with the tablet and mobile phone in his arms, tidied up the dormitory, and left with his bag as if he had come yesterday. Go to the doorman downstairs and leave.
At this time, it was only ten past seven in the morning, the sky was gray, and the first class started at eight o'clock. At this time, the dormitory area was still silent and no one was walking. Chi Yan was walking out of the dormitory area to look for a car. He was alone all the way, and suddenly felt that something caught his trousers.
He thought it was a stray cat in the school or was caught by a bush that slanted out of the road, and he didn't care. He also thought that he should be careful not to hang his pants. He only had this pair of pants, and he had no time to go home and change his clothes. Rush to work.
He glanced back casually, but suddenly froze.
Grabbing his pants was a pale, corpse-spotted arm.
In the early morning, he had seen this hand grab a person's neck and force the other person to jump off the building.
Chi Yan reluctantly followed the hand with the courage to look at it. Last night, the thing was crawling on the ground, still with sharp eyes and a terrifying appearance with flat facial features. Compared with last night, he lost his entire lower body. hit hard.
Those lifeless eyes looked at him with malice.
Chi Yan instantly understood that this thing was desperate to kill him, and if it killed him, it would be free, otherwise it might not be able to find the next surrogate. When he was very young, the Taoist priest had said that his physique was easy to be caught as a scapegoat and easy to be killed.
In times of crisis, people will explode with enormous energy.
At the juncture of life and death, Chi Yan also overcame the fear of such unknown ghosts and gods, trembling and gritted his teeth, grabbed the porcelain bottle worn around his neck, held it in the palm of his hand and attacked the hand that grabbed his trouser leg.
Before the porcelain vase could touch the hand, the hand suddenly loosened as if sensing a great threat, and he retreated back, while black smoke billowed from the whole body.
Chi Yan didn't dare to look or stay for a long time. Holding the porcelain bottle, he quickly ran out of this road. He didn't take a breath until he found his car, opened the door and sat in the driver's seat. Paralyzed there, his hands trembled and opened, and after trying several times with both hands, Fang put the safety rope hanging on the porcelain bottle back on his neck.
He stuffed the porcelain bottle back into his clothes, felt the coolness, and let his mind go empty. He didn't fully regain consciousness until the temperature of the porcelain bottle was close to body temperature.
He murmured in his heart: "Third Young Master, thank you for saving me again."
Consecutive events also made him sure that Ye Yingzhi's ashes might not be able to completely block the maliciousness of those things, nor could they guarantee that those things would not target him, but it could indeed save his life in times of crisis.
Zhang Daochang did not accuse himself.
They are afraid of him.