The Fate of Niu Dagui

It was early autumn.

Although the weather had gradually begun to cool, the temperature still hovered around thirty degrees Celsius every day.

It was somewhat cooler in the early hours of the morning, but the temperature was still around twenty-two degrees.

Niu Dagui sat in the corridor, exhausted in both body and mind. Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep. He had no idea how long had passed before he was jolted awake by the cold.

He opened his eyes groggily and found that the motion-sensor light had already shut off. Everything around him was dim, and he could barely make anything out.

He shifted slightly and immediately felt something soft beneath his feet. He applied a little force, but it did not budge. It seemed quite heavy.

Some of his drowsiness faded, and Niu Dagui slowly raised his head to look.

He was suddenly startled and stared fixedly at the door of the room ahead. His mind instantly snapped fully awake.

In his field of vision,

the door to the room ahead was actually open!

Niu Dagui was different from Zhou Run. He had worked in this residential compound for more than a decade and knew every household like the back of his hand. According to his memory, the residents of this apartment on the fourteenth floor had moved away long before Supernatural Revival.

The apartment had remained vacant ever since. No one lived there at all.

At that moment, the pitch-black interior instantly dispelled every trace of sleepiness, and a chill spread throughout his body.

After encountering a ghost that night, he absolutely refused to believe that a person had opened the door!

Click!

Suddenly,

an extremely faint sound came from inside the room, as if something had fallen onto the floor.

"Go!"

Niu Dagui did not