I created the Longevity Club

There was only a loud bang.

Graduate student Zhang Wenhan's body fell heavily on the cold ground. Blood instantly dyed the bricks red... He did not die immediately...

The blood-soaked eyes were still wide open, looking at the world steadily, his body twitched unconsciously... His eyes were not closed yet.

Accompanying him were the beer cans dumped around him and a few yellow-orange street lights... Soon.

Flashlights shone beams of light in the night.

Several security guards from the school rushed over after hearing the news.

They saw Zhang Wenhan's body and looked grim.

The security captain walked forward and leaned down. He saw Zhang Wenhan's wide eyes and his body suddenly shuddered. He gave Zhang Wenhan several checks. Then he turned his head and said to his colleague beside him: "The person is dead."

A dilapidated old-fashioned community.

A narrow and dim room with a foul smell.

On the bed, which was black and mixed with feces and urine, an old lady with silver hair closed her eyes with resentment on her face.

Until death.

In the palm of her left hand, she still held half a piece of yellowed 03 soap, on which there were still traces of teeth.

Her name was Huang Xiulian, she was 89 years old and paralyzed in bed.

She was starved to death in bed by her own son and daughter-in-law.

In a room a distance away.

A thin middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes.

He turned on the bedside lamp and woke up his wife next to him. "I don't think something is right." The middle-aged man whispered.

"Did something happen to my mother?"

He paused and said again.

The wife of medium build was awakened from her sleep, still a little sleepy, and muttered: "Wait until tomorrow to see."

After a while.

The middle-aged man woke his wife up again...

The two turned on the lights.

Find the key from the bedside table...

The couple stood in front of the old man's room and opened the door with the key.

A foul smell hit their noses.

The two of them retched...

They walked into the room and saw the old man who had closed his eyes.

At this moment, I don't know what happened, a chill climbed into the hearts of the couple.

From south to north, from east to west.

On such a large land, people with resentment and wrongful death kept appearing.

If it was before.

When a person dies, it is like a light goes out, and there is no trace.

But after today, everything has changed.

Five days passed in a row, looking normal.

In the legends of the ancients, on the fifth day after a person's death, if he died wrongly and had resentment, he might become a ghost.

It was another sunny day.

Lu Li sat at the desk, and Peng Hao and Zhang Xiao were called in front of him.

"Pay attention to monitoring the movements of various official departments."

"I want to know what kind of feedback they will give in the face of changes."

Lu Li said calmly.

Peng Hao and Zhang Xiao didn't ask what happened, they just responded in a deep voice.

"You guys go down."

Lu Li smiled and waved his hand.

Wait until after five o'clock.

Lu Li glanced at his watch and found that the second hand of the watch was twenty seconds fast, so he adjusted the time again.

After doing all this.

Lu Li got up, put on his coat and prepared to go home.

Today he was going back to Huangpu Bay to accompany Yang Zhener.

Half an hour later, Lu Li drove to the underground garage, walked out of the garage, and when he stood in the elevator, Lu Li's cell phone rang.

It was her cousin Yu Yanjun's call.

There was nothing important, just some family matters in life.

Lu Li answered the phone while walking out of the elevator and walking towards home.

When he hung up the phone, Lu Li raised the corner of his mouth and suddenly said meaningfully: "Yanjun." "Don't go out if you don't have anything to do tonight." "Outside..." "It's not safe." After that. Lu Li hung up the phone.

His family has been protected by someone 24 hours a day, and even if they encounter danger, they will eliminate the danger in advance.

He reminded me of this purely because he thought it was interesting.

The night gradually deepened again.

Tongda.

In front of the research building, it seemed a little cold and scary... at the place where Zhang Wenhan fell and died.

There were also yellow chrysanthemums sent by classmates... Suddenly.

A sharp cold wind blew up, sweeping the yellow chrysanthemums into the air! The sad and beautiful petals fluttered, fluttered...

A ferocious shadow loomed between the petals in the moonlight! "I want you to die!" "I want you to die!" "I want you to die!"

Ghostly voices, roaring.

At this time.

Several patrolling security guards came over.

A dilapidated old-style community.

The lights in the corridor flickered.

A footstep suddenly sounded...

The footsteps were very slow, very slow, as if an old man was moving.

The footsteps stopped in front of room number 303.

‘Knock, knock, knock… knock, knock, knock…’

The door was knocked.

The lights in the corridor were still flickering. If someone was standing nearby, they would find that there was no one in front of the door where the knocking sound came from.

“Who is it in the middle of the night?”

Behind the door.

The impatient voice of a middle-aged man sounded.

No one answered.

But the knocking sound was still ringing.

‘Knock, knock, knock… knock, knock, knock 153…’

The middle-aged man frowned, and he walked to the door in his slippers.

He put his eyes in front of the ‘peephole’ and looked out.

Outside the door, the lights in the corridor flickered…

With the light that was turned on again!

The middle-aged man saw a familiar face!

That was his dead elderly mother, her old face smiling at him...

The middle-aged man staggered and stepped back.

His scalp was numb and a chill came out of his back!

He stared at the door with wide eyes.

The knock on the door rang again.

‘Dong dong dong…dong dong dong…”

The middle-aged man was short of breath and frightened.

The bedroom door was opened again.

His wife came out. "What's wrong?"

"Who's knocking on the door in the middle of the night?" the middle-aged woman asked impatiently. 'Dong dong dong...dong dong dong...' The knock on the door continued. 'Don't open it! "Yes...yes...my mother is back..."

ps: Happy New Year to everyone!

In good health!

'!8. All the best! .