In the middle of the night, a light rain began to fall outside the window, and the rain became heavier and heavier, lightning slashed straight down from the sky, and the wind howled.

Chu Ziyue was lying on the bed, holding a cartoon doll in her arms, looking at the layers of rain outside through the glass window, her body curled up like a child afraid of thunder.

She was wondering if she should tell Wu Chen the true situation of this house, that guy looked like a stunned young man, and he belonged to the kind of idiot who was deceived and helped others count money.

But if you really tell him, the other party will either not believe it, or he will definitely be so frightened that he rolls up the quilt and runs for his life.

The house is not clean, very unclean.

Several times when she got up at night to go to the toilet, and when she passed by the corridor, she saw an old lady in a flower jacket from the living room window.

The other party looked at her as if he was looking out the window with his empty eyes, and at her like the faint light reflected through the window.

When she saw her for the first time, Chu Ziyue was so frightened that she rushed back to the bedroom and got into the quilt and shivered all night, and she didn't sleep all night.

What the hell is that, a ghost? Is this house dead, or...... Is that someone who was once killed by himself?

She wasn't sure if she was dazzled, but the chill lingered all the time, and it felt like she was in the underworld.

Since then, Chu Ziyue has never been to the toilet at night, so she also bought a urinal.

But the strange thing is not over, once at midnight there was a knock on the bedroom door, the sound is not in a hurry, it only rings every few seconds, like a monk knocking on a wooden fish, and like a countdown to the passage of life.

Chu Ziyue didn't dare to open the door, she shrank in the quilt and cried all night.

Since then, Chu Ziyue has even wondered if she is suffering from mental illness, she has seen a psychiatrist, asked the landlord, and even asked a Taoist priest to do it.

But it didn't work, and from the living room there would be the faint sound of footsteps, a faint knock on the door, or the creak of a wooden rocking chair.

Under the fear, Chu Ziyue could only move into the academy to live, and by the way, she sent a rental notice to recruit a shared house for free, hoping that strange things would not happen when two people lived.

Tonight, the first time she'd moved here in the past few days, and she was drumming in her heart, wondering if she would encounter those terrible things.

"Damn the weather forecast, I didn't say the hell of the weather tonight!"

Chu Ziyue couldn't sleep in fear, so she pulled the quilt and shrank her head inside.

She looked at her watch, it was one o'clock in the morning, and everything was normal so far.

Probably because of the rain, the temperature dropped a lot, so she picked up her coat and put it on the quilt, taking a deep breath, hoping that she would have a safe night.

But at this point, the ghost old lady should not come, or harm the other girls.

Half an hour later, Chu Ziyue curled up in the quilt, her cold teeth chattering.

"Is this winter? Why is it so cold?"

She suddenly had the illusion that this bedroom had been silently placed in a huge freezer, and she had covered all the clothes she could on the quilt, and she was even a little out of breath.

But it's still cold, cold that goes deep into the bone marrow.

With such a cold weather, shouldn't it be a blizzard outside?

Chu Ziyue instinctively looked out the window, and this glance made her completely stunned, and her brain went blank in an instant.

In the dim night, under the shroud of heavy rain, pitch-black figures and bleeding faces crowded out of the window, and they slapped the window with their white palms, as if they wanted to come in.

It was a series of distorted ghostly faces, some with pleading looks, some with anger, some quietly weeping, some laughing loudly.

At this moment, all the old lady's strange experiences were left behind, because compared to this scene, the old lady was simply too amiable.

Chu Ziyue was at a loss, her brain seemed to be unable to process these images in a short time, but her instinctive body reaction had already made corresponding movements.

She jumped up from the bed, stood on the edge of the bed with a vigorous posture, the spiritual power rolling in her hands began to rage, and tears crossed the beautiful face.

Damn, it doesn't matter if you're a demon or a ghost, all of you are going to die, one is not enough to come a large group, and the people who dare to scare the old lady like this have not yet been born.

The demons roared outside the window, but Chu Ziyue wanted to roar more than them, and the fear that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time turned into anger at this moment, and the monstrous flames were burning in his chest.

Two clouds of spiritual power riot light smashed straight towards the window.

The glass shattered, the light drowned in the demons, and the gates of hell opened to her, sending thousands of demons to her.

It didn't work, and spiritual power couldn't do them the slightest damage.

Just as he was about to be submerged, there was a sudden knock on the door behind him.

Chu Ziyue regained consciousness and turned her head sharply.

Someone is knocking on the door, is it Wu Chen? Did he see these things too?

No, no, there was a knock on the door from next door, and someone was knocking on the door next door.

Could it be that Wu Chen's side is experiencing the same thing as himself?

Chu Ziyue retreated to the corner of the wall, those evil ghosts were not coming at her, when the glass shattered, they rushed into the bedroom, and then began to tear the wall with their sharp nails, as if they were going to tear the man inside the wall apart.

What the hell is going on, these ...... What the hell is it?

She looked out the window again, and the pouring rain was blown in by the wind, and the moment the raindrops came in, they passively formed into tiny ice crystals and fell to the ground, making a crisp, pearl-like sound.

The surrounding temperature is getting colder and colder, and the bitter winter is falling from the sky with heavy rain.

Chu Ziyue exited the bedroom and looked next door, the old lady in the flower jacket was lying on the bedroom door and beating hard, its face contorted to reveal a mouth full of fangs, and from its throat came the sharp sound of a wild cat roaring.

Chu Ziyue's heart was beating wildly, and she retreated to the living room, and she suddenly remembered to ask for help.

Yes, call the police immediately, even if these things run away, it's fine, the evidence at the scene is enough to prove that they have appeared.

But the phone was still in the bedroom, and all that came out of the bedroom was a heart-rending roar, as if tens of millions of evil ghosts had come there to cry.

She didn't dare to take it, so she called out the window for help, although it was late at night, although it was still raining outside, she had a lot of spiritual power in her body, and the sound could travel far under the cover of spiritual power.

Chu Ziyue opened the window, but her slightly open lips couldn't make a sound, and the fear in her dark pupils became more and more intense.

The city that never sleeps, at some point, fell into a never-ending silence, and there was no light to be found in the dim city, and bursts of black smoke covered the entire sky.

A bold and even terrifying thought suddenly sprouted in Chu Ziyue's heart.

Entire cities, or even entire worlds, have humanity disappeared?

Her gaze instinctively looked into the distance, to the far end of the city.

There was a boy standing under the downpour, the boy stood alone on the street of the rainstorm with his head down, slowly raised his head, and looked at Chu Ziyue.

Although it was far away, and even through layers of rain, she could see it, and she could see it clearly, even every expression on the boy's face, every blink, every tear was clearly visible.

Facing this boy, Chu Ziyue's heart seemed to have a sense of familiarity and strangeness, as if she had been in contact with the other party for a while and had never seen his true face.

The boy's eyelids drooped, and his eyes welled with a wave of sadness, and he opened his mouth as if to speak to her.

No sound came, but Chu Ziyue simply understood the shape of her mouth.

The boy was saying, "Help me." ”

The boy was crying for help, to her, who didn't know who to turn to.

Chu Ziyue's gaze suddenly turned behind the boy, and a pitch-black blade was slashing through the night sky and sprinting straight towards the boy, and the monstrous black flames rose into the sky, burning fine ice crystals in the flames.

It was about to pierce the boy's heart, but it seemed to be aimed at its own eyebrows, and its sprint was like a bamboo, like a wild horse on the prairie, like a falling star in the night sky, and like a soaring rocket with a piercing roar.

Chu Ziyue is about to go crazy, this should be a nightmare, definitely a nightmare.

The only way to wake up from a dream is to get these horrible demons to do what they want, and let them enter that room to find the source of their anger.

Chu Ziyue rushed to Wu Chen's bedroom door like a storm, and the hideous old lady kicked at the bedroom door......