The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 568
"Open the door, save people..."

Following the appearance of that person, a voice finally came out.It was a woman's voice, and there was anxiety in the voice.The voice is also a little hoarse, even a little torn.

"You...who are you? Save...who are you saving?" Ning Jian's heart was pounding, he hesitated for a moment, he didn't dare to go up to look outside again, he just opened his mouth and asked.

"Please, save my son, my son is inside, save him... open the door... open the door..."

The voice of the woman outside sounded again, and at the same time she was banging on the door frantically.

"There is no one else here except me. How could there be your son? Are you mistaken?"

Through the door, Ning Jian spoke loudly to the woman outside.

"That's right, my son is really inside. That old man surnamed Kang...he knows, you can ask him...if he is there, he will definitely open the door for me..."

The woman continued to plead.

"Then you wait." There was no other way, Ning Jian had to take out his mobile phone and wanted to call Lao Kang again to check.

As a result, after the call was dialed, there was still that buzzing voice inside.Not only did no one answer, but even the signal seemed to be gone.

The woman shouted at the top of her voice: "Hurry up, or if my son dies, I won't be alive..." Ning Jian had lost his mind at this time, but he still maintained his clarity. Where.If it was an ordinary boundary, he might have opened the door and let the woman in.

But this is the morgue, and a woman suddenly appeared in the middle of the night and wanted to come in.This is indeed a bit strange, plus the few things that Lao Kang told him before he left.So Ning Jian still decided not to open the door for this woman.

"Sister, you must have made a mistake. Your son is not here, so you should look elsewhere..."

Ning Jian couldn't bear the woman crying outside, so he tried to persuade her inside.

"No... no, my son is in there. My son is not dead yet, they sent him to the morgue. My son is not dead, I know very well, if you don't believe it...you listen...you I heard my son crying inside..."

The woman outside continued to argue bitterly, and let Ning Jian listen to her son's cry.

After the woman shouted this sentence, she didn't make another sound.Ning Jian took advantage of this opportunity and listened carefully.

Sure enough, as the woman said, a faint cry of a child came from the end of the corridor.

The crying was intermittent and weak, but it was not difficult to distinguish that it really came from the morgues in the corridor.

Ning Jian was shocked, isn't this a place to pretend to be dead?How could there be crying of living people.Is it true that his son is not dead as the woman said?

Putting the undead into the morgue, then this is a big accident...

"Did you hear that? Crying, my son is calling me... It's too dark inside, he must be scared, he's looking for his mother... I beg you, let me in... I... kneel down for you down..."

Ning Jian couldn't help but went to the door again and looked out through the cat's eyes.

It turned out that the woman outside had disheveled hair and was kneeling straight on the ground.With his head lowered, he kowtowed towards the door and stopped talking.

Ning Jian had no idea at all, he was afraid of breaking the taboo if he opened the door, and he was afraid of delaying things if he didn't open it.

The lingering cries in the mortuary were still coming out intermittently.

At this time, the woman outside was silent, and in such a frighteningly quiet environment, the cries stimulated Ning Jian's fragile nerves one after another.

In the end Ning Jian thought about it and decided to open the door and let the woman in.If it is as she said, then go to the doctor to save her.

Ning Jian took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to unlock the door, and the anti-theft door creaked open.

The woman raised her head abruptly with a look of disbelief.At this moment, Ning Jian discovered that although the woman's hair was disheveled and her clothes were disheveled, she looked very good-looking.

Ning Jian pointed to the corridor inside the morgue: "Do you know where your son is?"

The woman got up from the ground and rushed into the door without saying a word.

But obviously she didn't know which room her son was in. She started to knock on the door of each room, and shouted loudly: "Son, where are you? Mom is here... Mom is here to save you." ..."

Every cry of the woman was heart-piercing, it was the kind of grief from the heart, and Ning Jian couldn't help but be moved when he listened to it.

There is nothing wrong with the woman in this situation, it's a mother's natural reaction to the death of her child.

So Ning Jian also followed the crying inside to distinguish, and finally heard the crying most clearly at the door of the innermost room.

Ning Jian ran back to his room, found a bunch of keys from the drawer, and opened the door of that room according to the room number.

An extremely cold wind blew out from inside, blowing Ning Jian into a frenzy for several times.The temperature inside was more than ten degrees lower than outside.

Dim light from the hallway filtered into the room.Ning Jian found that there was an iron bed parked not far from the door.

And there was only such an iron bed in the whole room.

A dead body lay on the iron bed.

The body was covered with a white sheet, but it was easy to tell that it was not a child's body, but an adult's.

But the room was still filled with the sound of crying, but Ning Jian couldn't tell whether it was coming from the corpse.

At this moment, Ning Jian actually forgot his fear, and walked towards the corpse involuntarily. When he came to the front of the iron bed, he stretched out his hand to pinch the white sheet, and gently lifted the sheet.

What Ning Jian never expected was that the corpse lying on the iron bed was none other than the woman who had just entered the door.

The woman's pale face had no trace of blood.To Ning Jian's horror, her eyes were not closed, but wide open.When Ning Jian appeared, those eyes seemed to roll around.

"Ah..." Ning Jian let go of his hands in fright, and the quilt covered the face of the woman's corpse again.

The woman is dead, so who just came in?
Ning Jian screamed in fright, turned around and ran out of the room.The hallway was empty, and the woman who had entered was gone.

Ning Jian's legs were weak, and only then did he realize that opening the door by himself was a very reckless act.Regardless of whether there is the child mentioned by the woman in this mortuary, even if there is, it must be in a near-death state when it is sent in, otherwise how could it be sent to the morgue?

(End of this chapter)