1. Help me!

The phone was still flickering, An Cheng's eyes were glazed, and he rinsed his cheeks with cold water over and over again. I don't know how long it was, until his face stiffened to the point where he couldn't feel anything, he stopped and turned back to his room.

"What's wrong with me lately? I'm always suspicious. An Cheng sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his hair vigorously with both hands, and the tiredness on his face seemed to never go away.

After a while, he lay on the bed, his eyes inadvertently swept over the still flickering mobile phone, and suddenly saw such a message: Help me, help me, help me!

"Smack!" he jerked up, slamming his phone to the ground with a loud noise.

His face looked a little hideous at this point. It was this message from someone who sent it that made him have nightmares and bad luck recently, and his personality became more and more withdrawn, and in just a few days, he changed from a sunny boy to a madman who can only talk all day long.

An Cheng was silent for a while, and finally sighed and picked up the phone.

Fortunately, there is a blanket on the ground, otherwise this mobile phone would have to be smashed by Ancheng.

So far, he has received thirteen "help me" messages. Each one was sent to him between three and four in the morning. He deliberately went to the Internet to check what special meaning this time period had, and learned that the intersection of yin and yang in the world from three to four o'clock in the morning was the heaviest time of the day.

If it weren't for An Cheng's insistence on atheism, he would really believe that he was haunted by ghosts. Strange things happen when the yin qi is at its heaviest, and no one will feel too good after experiencing it.

And since receiving the news of "help me", some strange things have always happened around An Cheng. For example, he often wakes up in the middle of the night and wants to go to the toilet, and after going to the toilet, he feels that someone is secretly watching him, and for example, he dreams every night, and every dream is the same.

On a stormy night, thunder roared. In a deep mansion, it was pitch black, with white pours on the door and windows, and a white sedan chair parked in the courtyard. There was no one in the sedan chair, and there was not a single living person in the whole mansion, but there was a hanged woman in the house. The woman wore a white wedding dress, which was stained with delicate blood, as if it had been specially painted, outlining the appearance of the flower one by one. The rope on which she hanged was red, and it tightly strangled the woman's neck, suffocating her to death. When An Cheng wants to see the woman's face clearly, he will find that the dream world begins to crumble, and a distorted, hideous face appears in front of his eyes, causing him to wake up from his dream.

The unmanned sedan chair, the empty mansion, the hanged woman, and the upside-down world of red and white all combine to create a terrifying nightmare for An Cheng.

The book says that a person will soon forget after a dream, but An Cheng found that not only did the dream not disappear, but also became clearer and clearer in his mind. That feeling...... It was as if this dream was originally part of his memory.

"Knock, knock!" Someone knocking on the door, or the window?

Hearing the sound, An Cheng immediately became vigilant. Because he often encounters strange things, he has been very sensitive lately.

Moving his body carefully, An Cheng picked up the fruit knife on the table, quietly came to the door of the room, and looked out through the cat's eye.

Outside the door, there was a man wearing black clothes, a black mask, and a peaked cap, and there was only a door between him and An Cheng at this time. The man also seemed to be about to look at An Cheng from the cat's eye.

If it weren't for the cat's eye, he wouldn't be able to see the inside from the outside, otherwise An Cheng would have to be scared to death.

When he rented this house half a month ago, the landlord told him that there had been a homicide on this floor, and the murderer had never been arrested, and strange things often happened after that, and he hoped that An Cheng would reconsider. As a result, Ancheng didn't think so much about it at that time, and for the weird reason of this floor, the house price was very low, so Ancheng rented this room directly.

His heart was in his throat, and he was afraid that this man in black was the murderer that the landlord said, and if that was the case, wouldn't he be neighboring with a murderer? Moreover, this murderer might kill him......

An Cheng took a deep breath and clenched the fruit knife in his hand. If the man outside the door really wanted to hurt him, he would definitely stab him mercilessly.

The man patiently knocked on the door, but An Cheng remained silent.

It was a long time before he left.

An Cheng in the room noticed that the man in black was leaving, and finally put his mind at ease, sat on the ground along the wall, covered his cheeks, and sighed sadly.

"What's wrong with you lately?" he looked at his hands in confusion, and he even felt that he was no longer the same self.

It's a strange feeling, but it seems real. This made him smell danger, and his body instinct kept the string in his nerves tight, and he didn't dare to relax for half a minute.

Glancing at the clock in the living room, it was exactly one o'clock in the morning.

He sat up straight and looked around, realizing that his phone had appeared at his feet at some point.

"I remember that I obviously didn't bring it out!" An Cheng remembers clearly, when he dropped the phone on the ground and picked it up and put it on the bed, but now......

An Cheng's hair stood on end, and he suddenly felt a cold feeling on his back. Someone was in his home and took his phone while he wasn't paying attention...... Or did you say that this mobile phone ran out by itself?!

Either case is impractical and unscientific. An Cheng's nerves were always in a state of excitement, and if someone was walking around the house, he would definitely notice it. But what if no one takes the phone out?

Or rather...... Bring your phone out...... Not people!

"How, how is it possible?" An Cheng's face turned pale, his face full of disbelief.

Since he was a child, An Cheng has been very bold, which has a lot to do with his adherence to atheism and belief in science. So when there are strange things around him, or when he visits a haunted house, he is always the most calm one.

Because he knows that it is all false. Since it's fake, you don't need to be afraid, and the so-called "ghosts" won't really keep pestering you, intimidating you, or even harming you.

But...... He panicked when some phenomena that science could not explain appeared in his life...... He seemed at a loss, he didn't know what to do, who to turn to, and who could help him.

No one believed him and thought what he said was nonsense.

When he first received a message like "help me", he didn't think so, thinking it was just someone else's prank, and didn't care, but when the news kept appearing for several days, accompanied by the same dream all night, he felt scared for the first time, and realized that this matter might not be as simple as he thought, so he found the police to help investigate.

But what shocked him was that the "help me" message didn't exist in his message record, as if it had never appeared.

He didn't know if it was deleted by the person who sent the message, and he didn't know who secretly moved his mobile phone, in order to make the police believe what he said, he didn't close his eyes for a day and a night, and waited until more than three o'clock in the morning, and immediately ran to the police station to report the case after receiving the message.

It's just that after investigation, it was found that the mobile phone number that sent me a message didn't exist at all.

This...... It's like a ghost asking An Cheng for "help".

Because he believed in atheism, he did not feel afraid, but one day, when he discovered that there was a phenomenon that atheism could not explain, he was shaken, and a feeling called fear quietly spread in his heart.

The wooden door to the "creak...... bedroom opened, making a harsh, unpleasant sound. No one touched it, and the windows in the room were tightly closed. How did this door open on its own?

An Cheng opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, and then, his pupils slowly dilated, staring closely at the red figure that appeared at the bedroom door.

"Help me, help me, help me!" the sharp voice came into her ears, and she looked up to let An Cheng see her terrifying face.

The facial features have been completely distorted, and it is impossible to distinguish where the eyes are, where is the mouth and nose. The purple skin was terrifying, and it looked a bit like it had been suffocated. Her face looked as if it had been smashed with a hammer countless times, and it was badly sunken inward, and a large hole in her forehead was bubbling outward. stained her white garment red.

The female ghost seemed to have endless resentment, and the moment she appeared, An Cheng could feel that the temperature around her had dropped a little. Her body was cut open by a sharp weapon, and An Cheng could even clearly see the broken pieces of flesh on her body. One can imagine what kind of inhuman torture this person endured during his lifetime.

In addition to the cuts on the female ghost's body, there are bruises, blue and purple skin and terrifying face, as well as a strange atmosphere, An Cheng's whole body is cold, and he almost faints with fright.

The female ghost walked slowly and grinned at An Cheng, her mouth opened to both sides to the root of her ear, and the broken bones, mouth, throat, and bloody pictures were completely presented in front of An Cheng.

There was only red and brutality left in the senses, and the word "perverted" suddenly appeared in An Cheng's mind, and his eyes were full of female ghosts.

The female ghost walked slowly, and with every step, she would whisper "help me", and at the same time, as the distance between her and An Cheng continued to shrink, An Cheng felt that the temperature was getting colder and colder, and his body was completely unable to move.

"You...... What do you need me to help you with?" Fear prompted him to cater to the female ghost's wishes and asked.