I collect cultural relics in the human world

Chapter 45 Blood stained

That night.

Although it is not yet winter, the autumn wind is already chilling.The stars disappeared, and a few clouds lingered around the moon, making the already lonely moonlight even more gloomy.

Lu Zhongming's steps were haphazard. His legs, which were weak due to drunkenness, could hardly support the weight of his body, but he was still stumbling forward.

With every step he took, a "dong" sound sounded in the empty and silent alley. The sound was still vague before. Lu Zhongming thought he had tinnitus due to drinking too much, but now the sound became clearer and clearer, as if Someone was following the rhythm of his running, jumping forward step by step behind him.

Soulless, dull eyes, stiff body, and mechanical movements - zombies.

Just thinking of this scene, a shiver ran down his spine, and he woke up from the wine.He didn't dare to look back, so he could only be driven by the deadly echo and the illusion in his mind, gasping for breath and struggling to escape home.

The mobile phone in my hand was shouting hoarsely on the deserted street, but I still couldn't dial the numbers of the friends who had just been having fun together.

"Damn it, I shouldn't have gone drinking tonight." Lu Zhongming cursed in his heart, but as he cursed, he remembered what it felt like to hug each other among the flowers tonight, and his lust and fear suddenly disappeared. Go for three points.

——The woman in white didn’t even wink at all. She pretended to be innocent on such an occasion. Bah.The one in red clothes can be relaxed, but there is nothing original about the whole body, so he can only deceive those wealthy people.The blue one is good, it knows how to advance and retreat, and it has good looks. Even if it is a bit older, it may be suitable for investors who like the charm of young women, but I still like the young one.

Lu Zhongming thought, chuckled, couldn't help but rub his hands, and unconsciously slowed down his steps. He almost forgot about the crisis behind him, but he heard a rustling sound in the green belt on the roadside.

The moon was completely covered, and the night became darker and darker. The only street lamp on the street corner was like a bean, and it was difficult to support it alone.

"Who, who is there!" He stopped and bravely shouted towards the green belt on the roadside, blushing and carefully identifying the source of the sound.

As if in response to his call, the dark wind blew by, and a dark shadow swayed among the trees.

"Stop pretending, come out!" His heart beat like a drum, and he raised his voice again, but he couldn't hide the hoarseness and trembling in his voice.

The black shadow swayed left and right on the spot, it was not clear, it seemed to be a human figure.He wanted to turn around and run away, but fear took back control of his body again, the wind, flowers, snow and moon disappeared, his legs were nailed to the spot, and he couldn't move at all.

"Who is it? Come out and talk. We have something to discuss."

There was still no reply, but the wind got stronger. Amidst the rustling of leaves, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the trees, and followed the wind straight towards Lu Zhongming.

"Oh my god!" Lu Zhongming had no time to step back and stumbled to the ground. Only then did he realize that the black shadow was actually a doll-shaped hydrogen balloon that a child played with. With the help of the wind, it finally got rid of the branches that entangled it and was swaying. Swing away with the wind.

"Fuck." Lu Zhongming spat, only to find that his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

He jumped up, grabbed the balloon and stepped on it as if to vent his anger. With a "pop" sound, the balloon did not explode. Instead, it slowly deflated as if it was leaking air. It gradually turned into a shriveled human skin lying on the ground, with doll's eyes. He looked at him sideways, looking even more frightened.

"It's really bad luck." Lu Zhongming spat again, feeling furious in his heart. He no longer cared about the balloons on the ground and hurriedly walked home.

The sound of "dong dong" has disappeared, but the fear is like maggots attached to the bones.If he persisted for a while, he would be there, Lu Zhongming comforted himself repeatedly in his heart, and finally saw the familiar green iron door of the unit building.

Here we are, now it’s okay.

He thought, picked up the key and was about to open the door. Suddenly he heard the sound of "dong dong" again. His hand shook and the keys fell to the ground.

He leaned down and was about to pick up the key, but out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a black figure not far behind him again. It was bigger, clearer and more like a person than the last time, a woman with long flowing hair!

What's worse, goosebumps appeared on his arms, and the hand that picked up the key was trembling. He couldn't open the iron door in front of him, so he could only stick to the keyhole randomly based on instinct.Boom, boom, boom.

The sound was getting closer and closer. Lu Zhongming's sweat dropped in the cold night and flowed to his eyes. His vision seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, making it harder and harder to see everything in front of him. The illusion of the long-haired woman became clearer and clearer. , almost occupying his entire world.

Just when the hot breath of the woman's breath almost reached behind his ears, the key finally entered the keyhole. He opened the iron door, ducked into the corridor, closed the iron door hard without looking, and raised his feet to frantically He rushed upstairs, rushed to the sixth floor in one breath, opened the door to his house as quickly as possible, turned on all the lights in the room, looked at the furniture and furnishings that were the same as before, finally lost his strength, and sat down on the ground.

I don't know how long it took, but there was no sound except his deafening heartbeat inside and outside the room. Everything seemed to be an illusion on his part.

Lu Zhongming's heartbeat gradually returned to steady.

Fortunately, he finally arrived home. He found some sense of security in his heart and stood up slowly holding on to the back of the chair.

"His."

The small sound was like thunder in the silent night.

What is that? Is it the sound of the back of the chair?Lu Zhongming held his breath and did not dare to move.

"His."

This time he understood clearly that the voice came from outside the door.

Did that thing follow me into the building?

Do you want to see the cat's eye?

Forget it, don’t seek death.

Lu Zhongming immediately rejected the idea. He remembered the surveillance at the door. He picked up his phone tremblingly and walked a few steps away from the door. He leaned his back against the wall before opening the surveillance software and holding his breath. Look at the screen.

There was no shadow, and there was no one in the corridor. Only the lonely early morning air stirred the garbage bags placed outside the door by the people opposite, making a "hissing" sound.

It was all unfounded. He smiled to himself, finally relaxed and prepared to take a hot bath to soothe his muscles.After taking only two steps, I suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing on my back. Only then did I realize that the window in the living room was not closed securely, the cold wind penetrated through the gap, and the curtains were floating gently in the wind.

His clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and when the wind blew, he shivered.

Close the window first.Lu Zhongming walked to the window in the cold wind, his heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly realized a problem. Their corridor was completely enclosed, so why was the wind blowing the garbage bags outside the door.

While his hair stood on end, his eyes fell on a pair of embroidered shoes.As if being pulled by some force, he looked up along the floral dress and saw a woman with a bun swaying outside the sixth floor window, her eyes empty and unconscious.

Namo Amitabha, she didn’t see me, and I didn’t see her.He muttered silently, pretending to be calm and steadying his trembling hands, closing the window, locking and drawing the curtains in one go, then turned around...

"what!"

In fact, before he could even let out the scream, his eyes felt a stinging pain and he couldn't see anything anymore.

(End of this chapter)