"...Hey, it scared me to death!"
"I was also startled, I didn't expect that person to actually jump down!"
It was nearly twelve o'clock, Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan were two cats at a barbecue stall, listening to the guests next to them while eating supper.
There was a man and a woman sitting at the table next to them, both in their early twenties, and they seemed to be a couple.
These two were just the onlookers who were clamoring for Mr. A to jump quickly and not waste time.
Although they had just witnessed a bloody jump from a building, the emotions of the two did not seem to be affected by it. On the contrary, they were very excited about witnessing an accident.
Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan followed them all the way, and found that the topic of the couple seemed to turn to the matter of Jun A jumping off the building every few seconds.
At first, the woman also appeared a little scared, and would say a few words such as "so scary" when describing the corpse with a broken head.
It's just that some people's nature is probably like this - when a thing is used as a talking point, it is repeatedly talked about, chewed back and forth, and then shared with others, the original fear will disappear. I read it as a fun that can be used for entertainment.
"Wait, I'll send a circle of friends."
The man grabbed the skewer in one hand and the mobile phone in the other, his mouth was very busy, and he did not forget to upload the photo of the jumping off the building he just took to his social platform.
"You said, is there something wrong with that man?"
His girlfriend said:
"I saw him crying and shouting when he jumped off the building, reluctantly, but he still jumped off! Could it be the legendary schizophrenia?"
"Looking at him like that, he's a lunatic!"
The man picked up the beer and took two sips:
"Anyway, he wants to dance by himself. He loves it to death, and it has nothing to do with us!"
The two chatted about the topic of Mr. A over drinks and dishes, and then naturally digressed and turned to other things.
…
After midnight, the couple was full, got up to check out, and prepared to leave.
Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan exchanged glances and followed them silently.
The couple had a clear goal and went straight to the love hotel at the intersection. It seemed that they planned to spend a good night together.
"Does it really work to follow them?"
Wei Fuyuan was afraid of attracting suspicion, so he didn't dare to get too close. There was only one intersection, like a spy, looking at the two people who checked in at the front desk through the glass door.
"Are you sure the ghost will find them both?"
Beiquan stood beside Young Master Wei and spread his hands, "Let's be 50% sure."
He smiled:
"However, anyway, this is the only clue left now, isn't it?"
Wei Fuyuan pointed at the glass door:
"They're going in, what should we do now?"
Beiquan: "Not much."
As he said that, he snapped his fingers, and Guan Hu Suying, who had been following his feet, jumped out.
Wei Fuyuan widened his eyes in surprise.
The little fox that only the two of them could see ran across the street like a gust of wind, went straight through the closed sensor glass door, and plunged into the small hotel, like a shadow, closely following the Behind the couple who finished the formalities, they went upstairs quietly.
Beiquan turned his head, rolled his eyes, and said to his assistant:
"Next, we just have to wait."
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The couple opened the door with the key card, hugged each other sticky into the bathroom, squeezed into the cramped shower to wash, and then rolled onto the double bed impatiently.
In the corner of the room, in a place they hadn't noticed before, there was a little snow-white fox squatting, licking its paws boredly, as if the two busy people on the bed were just air.
After the passion was satisfied, the man and the woman hugged each other and quickly fell asleep.
The electronic clock on the bedside table walked silently.
A minute, ten minutes, half an hour, an hour…
…
At three o'clock in the morning, the woman with a good dream faintly heard some strange movement.
"squeak-"
"crunch-crunch-"
"Squeak-"
The sound was not loud, but it was very sharp and piercing, like a needle, passing through the eardrum, hitting the nerve in charge of hearing one after another, piercing the roots of the human teeth sore and feeling uncomfortable.
The woman frowned and buried her head in the pillow, trying to avoid the unpleasant noise.
"Squeak-squeak-"
"crunch-"
The sound of fingernails scratching the blackboard continued.
The woman muttered vaguely and opened her eyes half asleep.
The room they slept in was on the third floor, near the road. The curtains in the hourly room were thin. Even in the middle of the night, the neon lights and street lights on the street could still shine into the room through a thin layer of fabric.
Too lazy to turn on the light, the woman looked around by the light that filtered into the room from the window, trying to find the source of the sound.
She followed the sound and looked at it, suddenly jolted.
Outside the thin curtains, the shadow of a person was revealed.
Yes, that is indeed a person.
The woman could clearly see the outline of the man's head, neck, and shoulders, as well as the other's outstretched hands that were bent into claws.
But at this moment, the top of the shadow's head was clearly facing down, as if a rope tied his feet and hung him upside down out of the window.
"crunch-"
"squeak-"
Shadow was still scratching at the glass, as if trying to cut a hole out of the window with his fingers.
- But this is the third floor! !
The woman froze on the bed, her heart was filled with fear, she was completely dumbfounded, and she couldn't even make a sound.
She clearly remembered that there was a wall outside the window, facing the road, no balcony, and no other place to stay, so how could a big living person hang upside down outside the window and scratch their glass with his hands!
The screams that were about to blurt out seemed to materialize into a ball of cotton, stuck in the woman's throat, leaving only a cry of gasping.
She stretched out her hand and shivered to pat the sleeping boyfriend beside her.
The man grunted and covered his head with the quilt impatiently.
The woman pushed him harder.
At this moment, the sound of fingernails scratching the glass stopped.
The woman opened her eyes wide and stared fearfully at the upside-down figure outside the window.
The dead silence lasted about three seconds.
"Squeak-"
There was another screeching sound from the window.
Only this time, instead of scratching the glass, it was the sound of metal hinges rubbing against each other.
The woman's pupils shrank suddenly.
She saw that the thin curtain was pushed open, and the casement opened a palm-width slit inward.
"Ahhh!"
The nerve that the woman was struggling to support finally broke down at this moment.
She let out a hoarse scream.
The man woke up suddenly.
He rolled over and sat up. He was still in a daze, and before he had time to speak, he saw that his girlfriend rolled out of the bed with a bum, crying and crawling towards the door.
"you-"
Just as the man was about to ask what were you crazy about in the middle of the night, he heard the rustling of the fabric.
As soon as he turned his head, he was instantly terrified.
A pale, thin hand slowly opened the curtain.
Immediately afterwards, the man was dumbfounded as a head stretched its neck, and protruded into the house through the open window in an upside-down posture.
It was the head of a young man.
The light in the room was too dim, and the man could not see each other's appearance.
But he saw that there was a large black liquid on the man's face.
- No, it's not some black liquid, it's blood!
The man finally realized what he was seeing.
—Yes, it was a man with blood on his face!
—A man hanging upside down with blood all over his face!
He let out a shrill scream like a howl of a wild beast, rolled over and overturned out of bed, pushed away his girlfriend who was blocking the door, twisted the door lock, and stumbled into the corridor.
"Ghost!!"
The man ran wildly and shouted:
"There are ghosts! There are ghosts!"
The volume of his screams was so loud that it could almost overturn the ceiling, but it was so, that no waiter or guest came out to take a look.
At this time, the woman also escaped from the room, followed her boyfriend, and kept turning back while running.
The couple staggered to the elevator at the end of the corridor and slapped the down button frantically.
However, the two elevators stopped at the top floor, and there was no intention to move at all.
"Floor, stairs!"
The man pounced on the fire door of the stairwell, "Let's go down the stairs!"
After speaking, he has plunged into the stairwell, and the woman hastily followed.
Then they quickly discovered that it was a very wrong decision.
It was obvious that the room of the two was on the third floor, but the two ran all the way down, turning corner after corner, exhausted and out of breath, unable to reach the exit on the ground floor.
"Ghost hitting the wall!"
The woman cried out, "This is a ghost hitting the wall!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the man running in front suddenly braked suddenly, leaned back with his upper body, and sat down on the stairs under inertia.
"Ahhh!!"
The man screamed and changed direction, and started to climb up with his hands and feet.
His girlfriend just glanced down and made the same choice as him.
"It's catching up! It's catching up!"
In the eyes of the two of them, Li Gui, who was supposed to be behind them, appeared right under the stairs at some point.
The man, or the ghost, was wearing blood-stained pajamas. He was lying on the steps at this moment. His cervical vertebrae were obviously dislocated, and the angle behind his head was completely unattainable for any living person.
But it's not really alive.
The ghost's face was covered in blood, but the couple recognized each other at a glance—the same guy who fell to their death in front of them a few hours ago.
"None of our business!"
The man nearly collapsed, shouting hysterically:
"We didn't kill you, why bother us!?"
But the specter that Jun A turned into didn't care what he shouted at all, he just looked up at his head with his broken neck, and crawled towards the two of them expressionlessly.
"Ah!"
The couple were almost devastated.
In extreme panic, they were like animals driven into a desperate situation by hunters, their minds were blank, they couldn't think at all, and they could only blindly flee in the opposite direction.