The rotten stench that lingered in the community, as well as Qin Heng's own roaring voice when he was downstairs:

"What the hell is the community! Who's house is dead, rotten and not buried? Why does it stink so much! ”

“…… Is there anyone in the house who is dead and rotten and not buried? ”

"Someone in the house died......"

“…… Miss Chu's corpse...... Miss Chu's corpse...... Corpse...... Corpse ......"

"I'm now, I'm here, I'm going back...... Wait for me...... Wait for me ......"

Among these chaotic voices, there were Song Qingxiao, Qin Heng's own, and Chu Ke's who called, which turned into thousands of slender and sharp needles at this moment, and pierced Qin Heng's brain fiercely.

Chu Ke's words at that time sounded quite uncomfortable to Qin Heng, and when he thought about it at this time, where was it just discomfort, it was clearly intriguing.

The community was dark and dark, the room smelled foul, and the mysterious phone call from last night finally made Qin Heng sober up at this time.

"Ah......h

He was so frightened that he couldn't make a sound. He was like a frightened quail, and his exclamation was weak, like a long, thin gasp coming from his throat.

At this moment, his flowing blood seemed to be congealed, the temperature of his body instantly dropped to freezing, and the floor under his feet was like a hell without temperature, and through the heavy soles of his shoes, the chill could penetrate the soles of his feet.

He couldn't help curling up his toes, and another out-of-tune wail came out of his throat: "Ah......hhhh

The voice was like that of a dying man who was struggling to breathe, out of tune due to extreme horror and despair, and it seemed strange and eerie.

'Tick-a! ’

In the dark, Qin Heng's heart seemed to stop beating, and the surroundings were so quiet that he could hear the 'thump' sound of a certain blood vessel in his brain pulsating.

At this time, in the bathroom, there was a sudden sound of dripping water.

Qin Heng's stiff body seemed to have received a signal, starting with his hands and shaking non-stop, and then to his whole body.

'Tick-a! ’

The dripping sound came again, and it began to become more regular, 'Drip-A! Like someone didn't tighten the faucet.

The paused heartbeat began to tremble desperately as the sound sounded, and the 'bang bang bang' was like a dense war drum, hitting the chest, and the blood in the whole body began to rush to the brain like crazy.

The body went from extremely cold to extremely hot, as if it was just a snap of a finger.

The house I lived in for a few years was strange and weird, and it didn't feel as warm as before.

A single ray of light from a mobile phone flashlight doesn't illuminate all the rooms, but rather makes the rest of the room darker and darker, and those shadows seem to ambush an evil spirit, ready to pounce on you.

His fingers trembled, and his nails tapped against the auto-sensing switch panel, making a 'click' sound, like the sound of a person's teeth shaking.

"Save ......" he gasped in his throat, and his body was no longer under his control: "...... life"

The light never came on, and no matter how many times he pressed it, it didn't respond.

At this moment, the mobile phone in his hand suddenly lit up, and then the beautiful and moving music sounded, and Chu Ke's name began to flash on it, flashing non-stop.

He glanced at it as if he had seen a ghost, fear spurring his internal organs to contract, causing him to involuntarily retch.

The brain was eager to discard the phone, but the body did not listen to his command, and the phone was still held by him, and he pulled it extremely hard.

The bright light of the mobile phone screen is lined with the blue side chord of the mobile phone, and the light source reflected is a faint fluorescent green.

"Go away......" Qin Heng kept shaking, and the light trembled with his hand, sometimes shining on the wall, sometimes shining on the ceiling, sometimes shining on the ground.

The phone rang twice, and in Qin Heng's frightened eyes, it suddenly connected automatically!

In the dead of night, a woman clearly heard a woman's screaming voice in a playful voice: "Like a beautiful flower, it will eventually be defeated like a year of water~~ It has been about a hundred years of lovesickness, and the Sansheng Stone continues to be reincarnated~~"

The mobile phone did not turn on the speakerphone, and the sound of the urn came out through the earpiece, the words were clear, and Qin Heng was terrified to hear it.

Chu Ketian ** man, once influenced by his father, has a soft spot for drama, likes the articles and poems of love and love in traditional literature, this is a song she once sang, she was quite satisfied after singing at the time, recorded it, used it as her mobile phone ringtone, and hummed it from time to time.

In the past, when Qin Heng heard it, he only felt unbearable, but when he heard it in such a specific environment, his scalp was about to explode.

"Don't ...... Don't sing......" He kept shaking, muttering and pleading, not knowing what he was begging, and the song on the phone stopped abruptly and stopped the moment he opened his desperate and helpless mouth.

But as soon as the singing stopped, the silence in the room became more pronounced, and the fear that came from the deepest part of the soul was not only not alleviated a little, but deepened by this strange silence.

“…… My husband ......" The rough voice sounded again, as if someone was talking and desperately swallowing something: "I'm back......"

These words were like a curse, which frightened Qin Heng into screaming again and again.

"Don't ...... Don't come back......" He leaned against the wall, his voice was like a broken organ, and he made a 'squeak, smack' blowing sound, "don't ......"

Stimulated by great fear, he seemed to regain control of his fingers at this moment, and shook to cut off the phone.

When the call ended, he shook his cheeks and smiled more ugly than crying.

Cold sweat soaked his clothes, and his clothes and pants were firmly attached to his body by sweat, like layers of restraints, and his body and soul were like being in two heavens, cold and fire, extremely hot on one side and extremely cold on the other.

The light of the mobile phone dimmed, Qin Heng didn't let go of his breath, the mobile phone suddenly lit up again, and Chu Ke's incoming call rang again.

Then, two seconds later, it automatically picked up again, and the female voice of the previous song began to loop again.

"Ahh......hh

But after a few seconds, the ringtone came back, and it got faster and faster.

He hung up the phone several times and tried to throw the terrible phone away, but the phone seemed to be glued to the palm of his hand, but he couldn't shake it out.

"Leave me alone...... Leave me alone...... Don't pester me......" His wail rang out in the room, and the entire floor of 17-4 seemed to be dead, no one heard his screams, and no one came to knock on the door in protest.

In the past, he was most annoyed by the noise of the neighborhood, but now he wished that someone could knock on his door and save him from this hellish nightmare.

The phone was connected again, and he reached out like crazy to click on the hang-up prompt, but his nails poked the screen 'crackling', and the phone was like a brick, as if it didn't respond.

"I'm coming back......"

"It's going home......"

"Wait for me......"

Every sentence was like a heavy shackle, set on Qin Heng's spirit.

'Bang bang', his fingers were desperately clicking, and finally after the sound of 'beep, beep', the phone was hung up, and the terrible sound finally stopped.

He was sweating like rain, the whole person seemed to have been fished out of the water, his mouth made an unconscious sound of 'hehe', the corners of his mouth were not raised, and the mobile phone that he had just hung up rang again.

Qin Heng's eyes flashed with despair, the light of the mobile phone reflected his pale face that seemed to be crying but not crying, he shook his hand, but the mobile phone still couldn't be thrown out, the ringtone rang several times, and it was not automatically answered, his eyes fell on the screen, and an unfamiliar number was displayed on it.

It's not Chu Ke's name!

This number......

This number is......

This number was the girl who called him in the evening to inform him, and he remembered!

Qin Heng was like a wisp of duckweed in a desperate situation, and he instantly found a life-saving straw, he was afraid that he would hang up his phone after accidentally shaking his hands.