Gate of Opening

Wang Bin had called Yang Jian during the day.

But he was angered by Yang Jian's demand of five hundred thousand.

A high school student, barely out of adolescence, dared to demand such a high price. If it weren't for his daughter Shanshan constantly pestering him to find this Yang Jian, he wouldn't have called him at all.

What did a student who had just come of age know?

Even if there really was a ghost, did he know how to catch one?

Because of his daughter's situation, Wang Bin had been very depressed for two days. He took a few days off from work and stayed at home to accompany his daughter.

"Daughter's condition is getting worse and worse. The doctor said Shanshan is physically normal, with no illness, just some nervous weakness and shock. What do you think, should we take Shanshan to the psychiatric department tomorrow?" Wang Shanshan's mother, Wang Haiyan, said with a worried expression.

Wang Bin said, "That's the only thing we can do. That Yang Jian is too much, demanding a fifty thousand benefit fee right off the bat. How did our daughter get to know such a shameless person? Let Shanshan contact him less in the future."

"The first time I saw that young man named Yang Jian, I felt he wasn't a good person. He even asked for two hundred yuan, without any dignity or backbone," Wang Haiyan said with disgust.

However, just as the two were talking in the living room.

Suddenly.

The door to Wang Shanshan's room suddenly slammed shut with a bang. In his peripheral vision, it seemed like something had run into the room.

Wang Bin's expression immediately changed drastically, and he quickly stood up.

Wang Haiyan also said with shock, "Honey, did you see that just now? It looked like a child ran into Shanshan's room."

"Don't talk nonsense, you're scaring yourself," Wang Bin said, his face also looking abnormal.

Because he also seemed to have seen a child run into Shanshan's room.

The child was naked, and its skin was a dark blue, like the color of a dead infant.

But from beginning to end, the front door of the house had been closed, and they were on the sixteenth floor. It was impossible for a child to have run in.

"Ah~!"

The next moment, Wang Shanshan's scream came from the room.

Wang Bin rushed over and opened the door.

He saw that the room was pitch black.

The light had been turned off at some point.

Considering that his daughter Shanshan never slept with the lights off these days.

Wang Bin fumbled for the switch, wanting to turn on the light, but he touched a small hand. This small hand was very soft, like a child's skin, but it was ice cold, without the slightest bit of warmth, like a corpse.

"What is that?" His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

At this moment, Wang Shanshan, terrified, pushed Wang Bin aside and ran out of the room, her face pale and her body trembling.

"Daughter, how are you? What happened?" Wang Haiyan hugged Wang Shanshan and asked with concern.

Wang Shanshan was terrified and trembled in her mother's arms.

Wang Bin mustered his courage and turned on the light again. This time, he didn't touch that cold little hand.

Under the light, the room was empty.

There was no child at all.

But the next moment, his eyes narrowed.

On the floor of the room, there were dirty little footprints. The footprints were scattered all over the bedside, and even on the walls and ceiling.

At this moment, Wang Bin's inner resolve completely collapsed.

His hand trembled slightly, and he quickly picked up his phone and dialed Yang Jian's number.

That Yang Jian was right.

His house was very likely haunted.

"Haiyan, take our daughter and leave here first. We'll stay in a hotel for a few days. It's not safe here," Wang Bin said while on the phone.

"Okay, okay, I'll pack our things right away," Wang Haiyan said. She also felt like there was something in the house.

The call went through.

"Hello, is this Yang Jian?" Wang Bin asked.

Yang Jian, who was resting in the security room, answered the phone, "Uncle Wang, what's up?"

"Where are you now? Can you come here quickly? I want to talk to you about what happened before. We can discuss the price," Wang Bin said urgently.

"I'm working. I still have work to do later. If it's not an emergency, I think we can talk on the phone," Yang Jian said.

Wang Bin said, "I'm going out now. Where are you working? I'll come find you."

He already felt that his home was in a very bad state and it was necessary to talk to Yang Jian in person.

To have a man-to-man confrontation.

"Furen Mall," Yang Jian said.

"Okay, we'll be right there," Wang Bin said. Just as he was putting on his shoes and preparing to open the door to go out, he tried the doorknob and found that the door couldn't be opened.

He tried to push harder, but the main door remained completely still.

"Honey, what's wrong? Are we not going?" Wang Haiyan asked.

"The doorknob seems to be broken, it won't open," Wang Bin replied.

Wang Haiyan said, "Is something stuck in it?"

"Let me see." Wang Bin looked out the peephole.

A child, a naked child covered in black and blue, stood outside the door, pushing against it with its hand. The child's eyes had no pupils, just pure blackness. It looked up towards the peephole, its dark eyes filled with a childlike innocence, yet also a strange, sinister evil.

Wang Bin's face instantly turned pale, and he stumbled back in fear.

"Hello, Uncle Wang, are you there? If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up," Yang Jian said on the other end.

"No, don't, don't hang up the phone."

Wang Bin clutched his phone as if it were a lifeline. "That... that child is standing right outside my front door. I can't get out. Can you come and save us? We can discuss money or anything else!"

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, then his expression became extremely grave.

The ghost infant was outside Wang Shanshan's door?

"I'll try to get there as soon as possible. Be careful over there, and try to stay away from that thing." Yang Jian hung up the phone and immediately set off.

"Hey, Yang Jian, where are you going?"

"I have an urgent matter to attend to. I'll be back soon," Yang Jian replied.

Just as he was leaving.

Wang Bin, who had just hung up, saw with horror that the doorknob was slowly turning.

It seemed the thing outside was about to open the door and come in.

In his panic, Wang Bin had a flash of inspiration. Forgetting his fear, he rushed over and bolted the front door, locking it securely. He engaged every safety lock, not missing a single one.

"That thing is coming, it's coming in! Yang Jian, where is Yang Jian?" Wang Shanshan screamed in terror, on the verge of a breakdown.

Wang Bin retreated, still shaken. He looked at the door, which was now silent, but he didn't feel relieved. Instead, his tension grew.

"Honey, what's going on outside?" Wang Haiyan still didn't fully understand the situation.

"Don't ask too many questions. Come on, let's go back to the room." Wang Bin realized they couldn't get out through the front door anymore. He took his wife and daughter back to the master bedroom.

He turned on every light he could and then closed the bedroom door.

He stared intently at the door for a long time. Seeing no movement outside, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

However, the next moment.

Wang Bin suddenly heard the sound of the front door opening from the living room.

"Impossible." He was completely panicked.

The front door had so many locks; even with a key, it shouldn't have opened. How could it have opened so easily?

The child he had seen through the peephole earlier... it was truly a ghost.

"What do I do? What do I do?"

Wang Bin frantically tried to think of a solution.

He looked at the window.

They were on the sixteenth floor. Escaping through the window was impossible. The danger of trying to reach the neighboring apartment was also immense; one wrong move and they would fall to their deaths.

Were they just going to sit here and wait to die?