Winter nights come earlier and become darker.
A chill filled the room, and a layer of white frost formed on the windows.
The closer we get to Lunar New Year, the more empty and quiet the entire Sleeve Building becomes.
Many people who come to work in Eastern Capital from other places are returning home early one after another to celebrate the New Year.
Since there is less noise, it is quite suitable for the residents who stay behind to go to bed early.
In the deserted Living Room.
Fang Cheng I played Tai Chi for several hours in a row, but I became more and more energetic as I played, and I didn't feel sleepy at all.
jingle bell--
Suddenly, a harsh alarm clock sounded.
Fang Cheng stopped immediately and looked at the Panel information that appeared in front of him.
[Tai Chi experience +12]
Then he turned around and looked at the alarm clock.
11:00.
It's getting late.
Next, you can continue to meditate and practice for a while Meditation Skill.
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng immediately stood up, washed briefly, and walked into the bedroom.
Turn off the lights and go to bed.
Soon, the room fell into darkness and silence.
Neon Lights The light shines through the window and onto the figure sitting cross-legged, flickering on and off, giving it a slightly mysterious atmosphere.
The hustle and bustle of the city gradually subsided, and all kinds of noise receded like the tide, becoming quiet and distant.
The unknown information hidden in the darkness began to become active and amplified, becoming more noticeable than during the day.
Fang Cheng closed his eyes slightly, silently Visualization Lamp Flame in his mind.
In front of my eyes, I could see radio waves appearing and disappearing, passing by quickly.
At the same time, the scattered light of Lamp Flame also faintly emits some kind of invisible fluctuation to the surroundings.
If you look at the whole city.
There are more radio waves at higher or lower frequencies, passing between high-rise buildings, passing colorful Neon Lights lights, and floating in the cold night sky.
Some are just emitted unconsciously, while others are transmitting information between each other.
Of course, most of them are channel signals from radio stations and communication equipment.
The bright aperture formed by the lamp flame seems to have an inexplicable attraction to radio waves of certain frequencies.
Fang Cheng In Meditation, I can always hear the faint sound of rustling in my ears.
Sometimes it sounds like someone is calling his name, sometimes it sounds like a radio frequency.
It's like... there are many pairs of eyes hidden in the darkness, peeking at yourself secretly.
However.
These strange hallucinations, after all, cannot shake a heart that can Entering Samadhi.
In this way, Fang Cheng continued to practice Meditation and realized the mental state.
Suddenly, my heart moved slightly.
I vaguely felt that a strange foreign consciousness was crawling along a radio wave, burrowing into my mind like a caterpillar.
Phew~~
Then, the wind came into the room, sending a chill down my spine.
It seemed like there was something dark lying behind.
Fang Cheng frowned slightly, but remained calm and chose to continue concentrating on Entering Samadhi.
However, this time, another figure flashed past!
Phew~
Phew~
And Aura, who seemed to be breathing out a cold breath, was slowly approaching, and his face became clearer and clearer.
His facial features were like bleeding holes, and his face was as pale as the ashes of unburned paper.
Like He Yao who jumped to his death, and Wu Shih Hao like Red Tiger Gang.
It's more like the faces of many people killed by him, stacked one after another, distorted and unreal.
They kept crying, and the cries were weird and harsh, making people's heads buzz and making them unable to feel at ease at all. Meditation.
Fang Cheng's eyelids twitched involuntarily.
Suddenly he raised his brows, widened his eyes angrily, and shouted impatiently:
"Get out of here!"
When you exhale and make a sound, the Five Viscera and Six Bowels and muscles in your body seem to tremble in unison with this breath.
In an instant, Fierce Tiger roared like the dominant Mountain Forest, and thunder exploded in the sky, shaking the whole room as if it was shaking.
Boom--
Following a faint scream, the figure in front of him suddenly disappeared, and his ears suddenly became silent.
The disturbing vision never appeared again.
In the darkness, Fang Cheng's eyes were bright and shining, and he scanned the surroundings carefully.
No unusual figures or traces were found in the room.
I just feel a little hot between my eyebrows, Lamp Flame in my mind is shaking violently, and Spirituality Fire seems to be burning even more vigorously.
Fang Cheng frowned slightly and thought for a moment.
Then he got up and got out of bed, walked to the window, and opened the curtains.
Through the hazy Glass window, you can see the scene downstairs.
Street There were scattered incense candles and cold leftovers on the side.
A gust of wind blew by, and the ashes of burned paper in Fire Basin flew all over the sky.
The atmosphere really feels a bit eerie.
Fang Cheng's eyes flickered and his face looked a little strange.
To be honest, he would have preferred to have an innocent soul take his life, or run into an evil ghost who would catch him alternately.
But judging from Meditation's perception, the possibility of being attacked by some kind of mental ability is obviously higher.
Looking at the silent night sky in the early morning, feeling the chill coming.
Fang Cheng Every questionable target flashed through his mind.
Especially that guy...
At this moment, a cell phone ringtone suddenly rang, breaking the almost solid atmosphere.
Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly picked up the phone from the bedside table and pressed the answer button.
"Hey..."
A very slight and low voice came from the phone, like the cold wind outside the window.
If you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of breathing.
"Xiumei?"
Hearing the sound Master is Zhou Xiumei, Fang Cheng was very surprised.
Why was this girl calling her in the middle of the night and living so close to her?
"Brother Cheng..."
Zhou Xiumei gasped for a few times, and then said with a bit of vibrato, "I seem to hear someone moving around in Living Room."
She kept her voice low, as if she was afraid, and her voice was trembling a little.
Fang Cheng's eyes suddenly tightened upon hearing this, and he immediately asked:
"Did you see the figure?"
"No, I don't dare to go out. I just hide in bed and call you quietly..."
"Did your grandma get up in the middle of the night and go to the bathroom?"
"No, grandma went to Lone Peak Temple to chant sutras and pray. I'm the only one at home tonight..."
"Brother Cheng, could it be that kind of thing..."
Having said this, Zhou Xiumei's breathing became more intense and he did not dare to speak any more.
"Don't hang up yet."
Fang Cheng ordered her in a calm tone, quickly took out Pistol from the drawer, and then walked quickly outside.
"When I walk to your door later, you rush out and open the door for me."
"Don't be afraid, even if there are dirty things, I can hit ten of them..."
While talking, Fang Cheng had already walked out of the house and came to the door of the Zhou Family, which was only two houses away.
I found that Iron Gate was indeed unlocked.
Fang Cheng's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp and he said in a deep voice:
"Okay, you can come out and open the door now."
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone, his muscles tensed up and he was ready to go.
Wow--
Iron Gate was pulled away instantly.
Bang!
He raised his foot and kicked the inner door open heavily.
Fang Cheng suddenly stepped inside, his eyes sweeping like lightning.
All I saw was a slender figure running barefoot out of the bedroom.
"Brother Cheng!"
As a refreshing fragrance blew over her, her delicate body fell into her arms, safe and sound.
Then, she wrapped her arms tightly around his waist.
"Don't be afraid."
Although no trace of the enemy has been found yet, Fang Cheng remains vigilant, holding a gun in one hand and protecting Zhou Xiumei in the other.
Nothing more.
I scanned Living Room carefully several times, but I still found no trace of anyone else or anything unusual in the Zhou Family.
At this moment, I feel the curves of the delicate body in my arms, and smell the faint body fragrance that is unique to virgins.
Fang Cheng couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, and the expression on his face suddenly became unnatural.
After taking a deep breath, he raised his hand and patted the slender shoulder of the woman in his arms:
"Xiumei, go back to the bedroom and put on your coat first, don't freeze."
"Ah!"
Zhou Xiumei also recovered from the panic and realized that he was in embarrassment wearing only thermal underwear, so he hurriedly escaped from Fang Cheng's arms.
He quickly ran back to the bedroom and closed the door with a bang.
While she was changing clothes, Fang Cheng slowly turned on the lights in Living Room and gently closed the damaged Iron Door.
Then conduct a more careful search from the bathroom, kitchen, and the other two bedrooms.
After a while, Zhou Xiumei also got dressed and walked out with a flushed face.
Seeing that Fang Cheng looked very confused, he asked nervously:
"Brother Cheng, did you find anything?"
Fang Cheng shook his head:
"I suspect that what you just heard may be the crawling sound of Mouse."
"Is it Mouse?!"
Zhou Xiumei couldn't help but his voice trembled slightly when he heard this, and he quickly looked around the corners.
For girls, creatures like Mouse may be no less evil than ghosts.
There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!
But at this moment, there was suddenly a strange noise.
Boom, boom, boom.
The sound seemed very dull, as if someone was hiding inside the box and tapping continuously.
Fang Cheng tilted his head and listened.
Then he lowered his head and looked at the floor beneath his feet.
The source of the sound should be one floor below.
When Zhou Xiumei saw this, he realized something instantly. His face turned white and the red glow faded away.
"Downstairs... is... is...He Yao's home!"
As if her breathing was restricted, she opened her mouth with difficulty and tried very hard to speak out.
And just as she was speaking, there were two more knocking sounds.
Boom, boom.
These two knocks were obviously slower and the sound was very long.
Fang Cheng hissed slightly, signaling Zhou Xiumei to keep quiet.
Sure enough, after waiting two seconds.
Then there were three consecutive knocks, dong dong dong.
Much faster than the previous two times, almost the same as the first time.
That is, the rhythm of three short, two long and three short.
Fang Cheng is keenly aware of the problems.
This is probably some kind of distress signal!
He frowned and thought for a few seconds, then looked up at Zhou Xiumei and ordered:
"You stay at home and don't run around. I'll go out and take a look, okay?"
"Brother Cheng!"
Zhou Xiumei heard this and immediately grabbed his sleeve nervously.
Fang Cheng patted her hand comfortingly, and then handed over the gun in his hand:
"Can you use a gun?"
"My dad taught me."
Zhou Xiumei nodded, then quickly shook his head. "I don't need it, you wear self-defense."
She didn't ask Fang Cheng why he hid a gun, she was more worried about the safety of the man in front of her.
Fang Cheng smiled at her:
"Don't worry, I know kung fu, and I'm very good at it."
As he spoke, he bent his arms and showed off his extremely strong biceps.
Then he straightened up his expression and said in a deep voice:
"Stay at home. If you see anything like Danger, call me or call the police immediately."
Seeing that Fang Cheng showed a firm attitude, Zhou Xiumei bit her lips lightly and could only obey obediently.
After a few brief explanations, Fang Cheng returned home first, took out the White Mask, and put it on his face.
Follow Mirror and nod with satisfaction.
Then he tiptoed, quietly passing through the dark corridor, and headed downstairs.
Eighth floor, He Family.
In the middle of the night, the room was dark and gloomy.
The Neon Lights light coming in from the window vaguely illuminates a memorial table.
At this moment, the candles had long been extinguished, and the piles of Fruit Bowl and cold rice were scattered in a messy manner.
Only a black and white portrait of the deceased remained, still placed in the center of the altar table.
But there were a few drops of red blood stuck on the Glass photo frame.
Bang Chi, Bang Chi.
A Black Figure is lying on the ground, seemingly enjoying the offerings and swallowing food.
The objects they ate were two bloody corpses.
The chill in the air seemed to be condensing continuously, making the smell of blood so strong that it was nauseating.
In the bedroom.
He Jin held a clothes drying rod in his hand and looked nervously at the closed door.
It's like you can see through this door the horrific scene happening in Living Room outside.
After hearing about his eldest brother's accident, he took a train from his hometown to Eastern Capital.
On weekdays, I help take care of my seriously injured sister-in-law and my niece who is less than ten years old in the hospital.
Tonight is the first seven days, the night of resurrection.
Although he couldn't find his eldest brother's body, he still took his niece home, preparing to pay homage to his eldest brother and give him a ride.
For this reason, two monks were specially invited to recite the Purana Sutra all night long to save the souls of the dead.
I never expected that I would encounter such a horrific thing.
My brother is back.
But what it brought about was a massacre like a nightmare.
No.
What came back was not my brother at all, but a monster that looked somewhat similar to my brother.
He couldn't believe that his always kind-hearted brother would become so terrifying.
At this moment, He Jin didn't dare to go out or say anything.
Afraid of attracting the monster's attention, he broke in and killed himself and his niece.
"Uncle..."
A timid voice sounded.
He Jin looked down at his niece, who was clenching her sleeves with an equally frightened face, and immediately let out a soft hiss.
Then he continued to hold the clothes drying pole and hit it on the ceiling continuously.
This is a method he learned to call for help when he was a miner in his hometown.
The lights in the rooms next door and downstairs were never turned on, as if they had gone back to their hometown to celebrate the New Year.
Therefore, he could only place his hope on the residents staying upstairs.
I hope someone really notices it and can help call the police.
Just as he was cautiously trying to send out a distress signal.
Suddenly, a "bang" sound was heard, breaking the dead silence of the cold night.
It seemed like... it was a noise coming from upstairs.
Even the monster outside was attracted by the movement, and the chewing sound stopped.
He Jin held his breath, wondering what the situation was like outside and whether the monster had left.
After waiting for a while, I tried tapping the ceiling a few times with the clothes drying rod.
However, when he just finished sending a distress signal.
There was a faint murmur in Living Room.
Listening carefully, one sentence seems to be recited repeatedly:
"Hungry... hungry..."
Along with the whispers, a series of dull footsteps sounded one after another.
That monster!
It seemed to stand up and walk toward the bedroom.
He Jin's heart palpitated, and he hurriedly took his niece and hid in the closet.
The bedroom door lock soon made a "click", "click" sound.
The monster tried to open the door, but failed.
Before He Jin could breathe a sigh of relief.
Bang!
There was another loud noise, and the monster actually chose to break through the door.
To it, that door was as fragile as paper, unable to block it at all.
Next.
Accompanied by heavy breathing, footsteps gradually approached step by step.
Finally, I stopped in front of the closet.
He Jin dared not exhale, and at the same time covered her niece's mouth firmly with her hands.
The thumping of the heartbeat intensified, like a drum beat urging death, a harbinger of death.
"I'm hungry, I'm hungry... I want to eat meat..."
Through the gap in the closet door, a twisted black figure can be vaguely seen.
The extremely rich smell of blood hit his face.
He Jin I just felt that my heart was almost unable to bear it, and my niece was almost suffocating.
A man's voice suddenly sounded:
"Want to eat meat? Come to me."