I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 47: Blame it on the ghost (asking for monthly ticket)

As soon as I stepped onto the third floor, day turned into night again, and this time, I couldn’t even see the first floor from the railing. It was shrouded in black fog, and light couldn’t penetrate it. There was still a strange full moon in the sky.

Sang Que squinted at the clock hanging on the public restroom in the distance, and the pointer still pointed to 1 o'clock.

One o'clock!
"Mulan, Xiao Heizi is missing, the cat." Xu Yichao glanced nervously at the stairs behind him. It was just following him, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Sang Que took Xu Yichao back to the stairs and went down to the second floor to look for the black cat, but the black cat was nowhere to be found. The second floor had also become dark at one o'clock in the morning, and the ground on the first floor could not be seen from the second floor.

Sang Que had a bad feeling, but in order not to scare Xu Yichao, she said nothing and looked calm.

"It's smart. It'll be fine. Let's save time and go upstairs to see if there really isn't a fourth floor."

Walking up the stairs, Sang Que thought for a moment and said to Xu Yichao, "I just looked at the house numbers on the second floor. Counting from the first room on the left corridor, there are 201, 202, 203, then the public toilet, and then 205, 206, and 207 are next to the stairs. According to this order, the public toilet should be number 4 on each floor."

Xu Yichao's eyes lit up, "Yes! Are we going to the public restroom upstairs? That's a bathroom!"

Sangque is also a veteran viewer of horror movies, and of course he knows that the bathroom is a haunted place.

"You have to go. Even if the house numbers upstairs all start with 5, according to normal counting, it is still the 4th floor. I'll go in by myself when we get to the public restroom. You wait outside. If you need anything, run away by yourself. Don't worry about me. I have a way out."

Xu Yichao's heroic words were stuck in his throat. A place like the bathroom had touched the lowest point of his fear threshold.

I went up to the third floor, and the corridor was still pitch black. The nearest room number was indeed '501'.

The two walked towards the public restroom from the corridor on the left. There were two large black garbage bags piled at the door of Room 502 in the middle. Sang Que's mind uncontrollably appeared the image of Miss Kayako, and he quickly quickened his pace.

After room 502, bloody handprints suddenly began to appear on the wall. Every time Sang Que took a step, one more appeared.

Sang Que stopped, and the bloody handprints no longer increased, keeping the same position as her.

"This is a child's handprint, right? Let me see the tenant registration form." Xu Yichao said, rubbing the goose bumps on his body.

Sang Que took out the registration form and gave it to Xu Yichao. She took a tentative step forward and one more bloody handprint appeared. Apart from that, there were no further movements.

"The person living in 502 is Liang Qiaomin, a middle-aged man who is a bit effeminate. He is good at making cheongsams and likes to make clay statues. He once ran to Grandma Shufen's house and took off the red cloth of the mountain god when Grandma Shufen wasn't paying attention. He was beaten by the villagers and driven out of the village."

"I later heard from my grandmother that he went crazy not long after being kicked out, and is still living in a mental hospital. He often digs mud to make all kinds of indescribable weird mud statues. It is said that the mentally ill patients who were hospitalized with him were driven even crazier by him!"

"Your grandmother's intelligence ability is really strong!" Sang Que exclaimed, "By the way, do you know what the mountain god statue under the red cloth looks like?"

In fact, Sang Que was quite curious about this. Why must the statue of the mountain god in Xujiawan Village be covered with red cloth? Was the original appearance of the statue different from what she saw that day?

Xu Yichao shook his head. "When I was a kid, I almost lifted the red cloth and was caught by my grandfather. That was the worst time my grandfather beat me in my memory."

Walking past Room 503, Sang Que suddenly stopped Xu Yichao with his arm across, and the sleepwalking girl with disheveled hair and a red dress actually walked out of the public bathroom.

She tilted her head, closed her eyes, let her arms hang down, and covered her face with her hair, as she staggered towards them.

Xu Yichao's heart immediately rose to his throat and he subconsciously stepped back. The corridor was only one meter wide, and with the sleepwalker swaying from side to side, she would definitely bump into them if she came over.

Sang Que glanced to the right and signaled Xu Yichao to go back to the stairs and go around to the public toilet from the right corridor.

The two men tiptoed back and turned around. Halfway through, they heard the creaking sound of rusty gears rubbing against each other.

A shabby baby carriage appeared behind them at some point. It was the one at the door of room 103 on the first floor.

"The landlord's youngest son!"

tread!tread!tread!
The footsteps behind her were getting closer and closer, and the sleepwalker had already reached the door of 503.

The stroller creaked forward, passing 501, accelerating until it crashed straight into them.

"Where are you, Little Blackie?" Xu Yichao whispered in his heart. The landlord's youngest son was afraid of cats, but the black cat was not there at the critical moment.

Meow~
The sound of cats meowing was heard, and Xu Yichao looked at Sang Que in surprise as she played a video on her mobile phone. The video showed a woman sitting in a wheelchair, with a group of stray cats surrounding her feet, eating cat food on a plate with a meowing sound.

As the cat meowed, the stroller that was about to hit their faces immediately turned into black smoke and disappeared.

The boss is indeed a boss, always prepared. Xu Yichao just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to run when he suddenly felt a chill on his neck and his body suddenly stiffened.

I don’t know when the sleepwalker’s footsteps stopped!
Xu Yichao turned his head stiffly, and a pale face came up to him, staring at him with wide eyes.

The moment they looked at each other, tinnitus filled his brain. Xu Yichao felt dizzy, and countless twisted and rotating black shadows approached him at the edge of his vision. He felt like he was "caught" by something and "saw" the back of his head.

At this moment, a cold hand suddenly patted his shoulder, and Xu Yichao woke up with a start.

Sang Que took the mineral water bottle filled with rooster blood and splashed it on the sleepwalking girl's face. He pulled Xu Yichao away, then grabbed the garbage bag next to him and threw it out.

The garbage bag broke open, and the smelly, rotten, bloody flesh inside fell all over the sleepwalking girl.

Another garbage bag was thrown directly downstairs by Sangque.

Tick ​​tock!

The cold liquid fell on Xu Yichao's neck. He shuddered and looked up. Blood was oozing from the top of his head. The shadow of security guard Lao Tian appeared. One hand broke free from the blood and grabbed towards them angrily.

Sang Que quickly opened the door of 502 and pulled Xu Yichao in.

boom!
The door was closed, and a chilling feeling that made the hair on the ground stood on end continued to invade. It was quiet outside and no sound could be heard, but a large amount of blood was pouring in from under the gap in the door.

Xu Yichao finally realized that tenants are not allowed to litter or throw objects from high places. Sangque was...

Put the blame on the ghost! Use ghosts to fight ghosts!

After a moment, the blood under his feet disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it had never appeared. The only sounds outside were the footsteps of the security guard Lao Tian and the sound of keys colliding.

"Was the sleepwalking girl punished by the security guard Lao Tian?" Xu Yichao asked quietly.

Sangque didn't say anything. The room was very dark. The front and back windows were covered with black cloth. Only a little moonlight came in through the crack in the door.

After his eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness in the room, Sangque slowly saw...

many people!

"do not move!"

Xu Yichao wanted to step back, but Sang Que reminded him in a low voice. Xu Yichao immediately stood still, not daring to move his heels.

His night vision was not as good as Sangque's, and he couldn't see the things around him clearly. The only thing he could see was a faint light under the crack of the door.

"What...what happened?"

"Don't look around. Now walk forward slowly, open the door and go out, and move slowly." Sang Que whispered.

The sound of Xu Yichao swallowing with difficulty could be heard in the darkness. His whole body was tense and he moved outwards with his hands and feet, strictly following Sang Que's instructions without looking away.

Sang Que felt that the people around her were probably not real people, but clay sculptures of human figures wearing cheongsams with different movements.

It was difficult to see clearly because it was dark, but Sang Que could vaguely feel that the faces and bodies of the clay sculptures were very strange and distorted.

All those human-shaped clay sculptures were facing them, causing Sangque to uncontrollably think of the group of 'cute' nurses in the Silent Hill movie.

Xu Yichao had said before that the person living in this house was Liang Qiaomin, who worked at Qiaoyi's tailor shop. He liked to make human-shaped clay sculptures, but he went crazy after secretly seeing the true appearance of the mountain god statue.

Fortunately, they did not come in with flashlights, otherwise their mental state would not be very good when they saw these clay sculptures clearly.

Sang Que followed behind Xu Yichao, holding a fruit knife in one hand and a crowbar in the other, and walked slowly forward. From the corner of his eye, he saw that the human-shaped clay sculptures were also slowly turning, always facing them.

The room was cramped and the atmosphere was depressing. Even Sang Que, who had always been calm, broke out in a cold sweat.

She was no longer afraid of those evil ghosts that she could see directly, including the security guard Lao Tian. If she was forced into a corner, she would dare to go up and hit them with a club.

However, this unknown existence that could not be explored or "seen" at all still put a lot of psychological pressure on her.