Just like the auditory hallucination just now, not long after, a group of people rushed in and were immediately frightened by the scene in the room.
A woman's severed head was hanging above Lu Yanli, her hair hanging down, completely covering his face. And the man lying on the bed was motionless, with no sign of life or death.
"Xiao Lu?" Captain Yang was surprised and took big steps forward.
They visited graves all year round and had seen at least eight hundred corpses. They looked around for a piece of paper, carefully wrapped the head and put it down. Captain Yang carefully reached his hand over and felt the man on the bed for a breath.
Lu Yanli opened his eyes.
Captain Yang was actually shocked: "You are not sick?"
Lu Yanli shook his head, and after realizing that they all had shadows and that they were not illusions, he replied, "Fortunately, nothing happened."
His complexion was obviously worse than his. His face was pale as paper, with dark circles under his eyes and even his lips were white.
"What happened?"
The others looked at each other and started talking in fear.
It was exactly the same as what happened just now, but until now, the bodies of the two people were still hanging on the clothesline and had not been taken down.
"Someone said that Zhou Qi slept in the same room with you last night. We were afraid that you might come out, so we went in to take a look." There was a bit of surprise in Daozi's eyes. He looked Lu Yanli up and down. He never expected that this weak man who had scared people a few days ago because of a nightmare could be so calm today.
"Last night, I heard some noises, but I didn't dare to move." Lu Yanli smiled politely, "I didn't dare to make a sound until you came in."
Others couldn't help but shiver.
I couldn't think too much about it. There was a dead head hanging above me the whole night, it was scary.
"Okay, first... put this away first." Captain Yang said sullenly, pointing at the severed head that had just been taken down.
The bed was damp, and the blood dripped down most of it, so it couldn't be covered at all. Captain Yang said, "Your room must be empty, so you can live here..." He thought for a while, as if thinking about where there was an empty room.
"Stay at my place." A man in a washed-out blue jacket said. He gestured twice and said, "It's the same at my place. I'll clean it up later."
Lu Yanli: "Okay, thank you."
When he went out, he could still see a group of people standing under the clothesline, looking up, wondering how to get the two bodies down.
The iron chain passed through the shoulders of the two headless bodies. The other clothes were taken away, but they were still hanging in the air, pulling the clothesline down to the middle. The bodies' hands and feet hung down limply, and drops of bloody liquid seeped through the wounds on their necks and dripped down their bodies.
Behind me is the rising sun.
Now there is a question—where is Zhou Qi's head
Lu Yanli suspected that he would come to look for him again tonight.
Everyone felt bad about this incident. After Captain Yang reported the accident, he decided to go according to the plan and go to the tomb today.
Lu Yanli needed to go back to his room to pack his things. In order to avoid any more accidents, a man named Daozi accompanied him.
Fortunately, this trip went smoothly and nothing unusual happened. Lu Yanli packed up his things and left. Before locking the door, he took one last look inside the room—there seemed to be a figure seeping out from the top bunk, as if water was dripping out.
Looking at it again, it seems like an illusion.
The moment the door closed, a woman's figure seemed to be standing by the window.
He didn't say anything, but moved his things downstairs and drove towards the cemetery with others.
The cemetery is not far from the station. You can see traces of construction work in the middle and a half-dug tunnel with the entrance right in the middle of the tunnel.
Captain Yang was afraid that Lu Yanli would go out again, so he warned him while driving. The latter listened silently, nodding slightly. He accidentally looked through the rearview mirror and was shocked - from a distance, he saw the old man still standing on the side of the road, waving at him.
He immediately opened the window and looked out, but he could not see the old man at all.
"What's going on? What did you see?" Captain Yang was very concerned.
Lu Yanli retracted his gaze: "Nothing, I must have seen it wrong."
He didn't trust these people, so no matter how friendly they acted in front of him, he still remained suspicious.
Captain Yang clearly didn't believe it, but seeing that Lu Yanli had no intention of saying anything, he managed to hold back from asking and drove in silence.
Soon, they arrived at the tunnel.
Because an ancient tomb was accidentally unearthed, the tunnel was half-blasted and not connected. Some workers were too lazy to go home at night, so they simply lived in the cave to keep away tomb robbers.
Lu Yanli looked at it and found it very strange.
What kind of grave should be buried in the mountain? Or halfway up the mountain
The workers nearby helped to move things. Many instruments were piled at the entrance of the cave. He heard complaints from those workers.
"It was late at night and the noise downstairs was so loud that I couldn't sleep well..."
"Sometimes it's cold, sometimes it's hot..."
"Don't go out again..."
When Lu Yanli saw it, they shut up again.
After Yu Huaiyao got off work at the research institute, it was already late. He was about to drive home when he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head and then passed out.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself sitting in the passenger seat of an unfamiliar car, his hands and feet were weak and powerless, and the person driving the car was a petite woman.
"What are you going to do? If you want money..."
Lin Chu interrupted him: "It's free, I need you to go with me." He saw something haunting in the rearview mirror again, and stepped on the accelerator harder, "Come with me to the tomb, and if you find something, I will let you go back."
"You want to rob a tomb?" Yu Huaiyao didn't care about anything else and struggled to sit up. "Robbing a tomb is against the law. Don't even think about it."
"Don't want to? Then die."
The speed was almost invisible to the naked eye. There was a knife on Yu Huaiyao's neck, but Lin Chu's hands were still driving steadily, and even turning was not affected.
He pushed the knife downwards with force, leaving a small bloody cut.
Yu Huaiyao froze.
Zhuang Ci felt that he had forgotten some feelings.
But I didn't know what I had forgotten. I went to get off work and came home as usual every day. Sometimes I would look at the flyers that I had kept in the drawer since I brought them home that day, and I would fall into confusion.
In the end... do you want to do it or not
A psychic town, it sounds like a very ominous thing.
Zhuang Ci often dreams of a tall, faceless female figure who stands behind him without speaking or moving. This should be a scary figure, but in the dream he feels at ease and not afraid.
This day, I got off work late and hurried into the residential area. After finding the apartment building, I was about to get into the elevator.
The elevator door was about to close, but suddenly opened again.
A woman in red stood in the elevator, glancing lazily around, and only pressed the button after Zhuang Ci entered.
I didn't expect that there would be someone here in the early hours of the morning. Zhuang Ci thanked her repeatedly, and when he saw that the number the woman pressed was exactly one level above him, he had some guesses in his mind and couldn't help but greet her.
"Hello, um."
The short-haired woman turned her head, her face was pale, her eyes were severely bruised, her hair was curly and a little messy, her eyes seemed unable to open, and she looked back lazily: "Hmm?"
"I live in 1302, do you just happen to live above me?"
"Ah? Yes, 1402." The woman rubbed her curly hair, her face looking sleepy.
"What a coincidence. I'm working overtime again today, and I won't be back until late at night." Zhuang Ci felt that the young woman looked familiar and tried to get her to say a few more words. Soon, he found out that she was an online novelist who often had a reversed day and night schedule. This time she came downstairs so late at night to look for inspiration.
I don't know what to write, and I need to spend the whole night looking for inspiration. Zhuang Ci muttered to himself, and searched for the other party's pen name after returning home.
[Idle Fish Palace]
I'm actually writing a horror novel!
Zhuang Ci couldn't help but admire him a little, so he sat in front of the computer and checked out the other party's works.
He started writing horror novels a long time ago, one after another, covering topics from ancient times to the present. Recently he is serializing a horror novel called "Inside and Outside World". After Zhuang Ci curiously clicked into it, he was scared.
The heroine's name is surprisingly similar to my name!
It's almost like... watching my own experiences.
For some unknown reason, I continued to watch the following video.
The heroine Zhuang Ci is an ordinary office worker. After get off work one night, she couldn't help but sleep on the subway. When she woke up, she was horrified to find that all the animals on the subway had changed. In her eyes, humans had become bloody monsters wearing ordinary clothes.
Zhuang Ci screamed on the subway, but the other "people" didn't notice anything unusual. They just complained about the noise. When Zhuang Ci finally got off the train at the station, he found that the city he lived in had become a monster's nest and he couldn't escape no matter what.
I was afraid that those monsters would hurt me, but... when I looked in the mirror, I saw myself... I was also a monster.
…
Zhuang Ci was sweating as he watched, and even when he was taking a shower, he couldn't help but feel suspicious, afraid that what would come out of the shower head would not be water, but blood. He felt terrified even when he shrank into his bed.
I was so scared and curious that I couldn't help but take out my phone to continue watching.
Just in time, another chapter was updated.
At the end of the latest chapter, the heroine Zhuang Ci discovered that her female neighbor was acting strangely and wearing a red dress and taking the elevator late at night. She thought that the other party might know something, so she quietly talked to her.
Then, I saw the numbers on the display screen outside the elevator go down little by little until they reached the negative eighteenth floor.
It's easy to think of a number in hell.
The heroine Zhuang Ci was so frightened that she ran home and huddled in her bed, trembling. Just when she was terrified to the extreme, there was a knock on the door.
The female neighbor's voice could be heard faintly outside.
"Zhuang Ci, are you asleep?"
End of chapter.
Zhuang Ci flipped back in disbelief and found that it was indeed the latest chapter. She was surprised: "It ends here?"
The protagonist of the same name in the novel really made me feel involved in the story. I couldn't help but imitate other readers in the comment section.
[Can you update faster? Please update!]
After a while, the author replied.
[Okay, I'm looking for inspiration now and will update soon.]
I don't know why, but this sentence gave Zhuang Ci goosebumps, and he couldn't help but think of the other person standing in the elevator.
Will he go downstairs to look for inspiration again
It's dangerous this late, right
Thinking of this, Zhuang Ci could not help but get up and planned to take a look. If he saw the elevator going down, he would stop it.
He was very familiar with his residence and walked out of the room in the dark. Just as he was about to reach the door, there was a knock on the door.
“Tap, tap, tap.”
The female neighbor's voice sounded outside the door:
"Zhuang Ci, are you asleep?"
Zhuang Ci was so shocked that his scalp went numb. He looked at the door in disbelief, as if he could see the other person's figure through the door.
Without even thinking twice, he quickly locked the door and rushed into the bedroom. After locking the door, he went into his bed, shivering.
"Zhuang Ci, are you awake? I saw you making comments." The female neighbor's voice was still there.
Although there was a door between us, it was so clear that it felt like someone was whispering in my ear.
"Zhuang Ci, I'm here to find inspiration... Don't you welcome me?"
It is said that if a ghost comes to the house, it cannot enter unless it is recognized by the owner. Therefore, when you say "please come in" or other similar words, you must be careful. You must never say this to a ghost. Zhuang Ci suddenly thought of this rumor, and hardened his heart, mustered up the courage to shout to the outside: "Go away! I don't welcome you!!"
"Yes, I haven't updated yet. Zhuang Ci, please open the door. I need to find inspiration..."
is still outside!
As if she was not satisfied with just shouting, the female neighbor began to scratch the door. The harsh, sharp, and uncomfortable sound of her nails scratching the door almost made Zhuang Ci collapse. She huddled in the corner, only to poke her head out, and yelled even louder to the outside: "Get out! You are not welcome! Don't come in!"
Unexpectedly, the sound disappeared.
Suddenly, a drop of liquid dripped from the ceiling and landed on the bedside table.
I smell a foul odor.
Zhuang Ci didn't dare to turn on the light, nor did he dare to imagine what it was. He told himself again and again not to look at it, not to ask, and to wait until the next day.
This was probably the most difficult day for me. I finally made it to dawn and immediately opened my eyes. Then, I was completely stunned.
I felt that I must have seen it wrong, otherwise, the ceiling was fine yesterday, but how could there be a large pool of blood today? The blood was still dripping down, drop by drop, landing on the bedside table, the bed sheet, and the floor.
It looked like a murder scene.
Zhuang Ci immediately called the police.
The police arrived quickly, and after their investigation, they told Zhuang Ci a truth that shocked him.
The female neighbor upstairs who wrote horror novels had been dead for nearly half a month. When the police entered the house, they found her body still in front of the computer, already highly decomposed.
So, what was seeping down from the ceiling was not blood, but corpse water.
Zhuang Ci closed the door in a daze and walked into the room.
I suddenly thought of a question.
He died half a month ago, so... who is writing the series these days
That night, in room 1402, the computer screen lit up.
Rows of text appear quickly, and after the day's updates are completed, the updates will be released before midnight.
Zhuang Ci did not move out. For some reason, he still lived in this house, but in a different room. He thought of his female neighbor's affair, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became. But he could not help being curious. After tormenting himself with curiosity, he took out his phone from his pocket and continued to watch.
Sure enough...another update!
The author also replied to other readers in the comment section, which made it impossible for him to deceive himself that the other party was using a manuscript box.
I didn’t dare to think too much, not even to look at the latest updates. I stuffed my phone under my pillow and tried hard to close my eyes and sleep.
Under the pillow, a pool of red liquid with a strong rancid smell gradually seeped out...