In 1991, I was born in a remote mountain village that had not yet been developed.

My name is Yang Sen, and on the day I was born, I killed my mother and killed my midwife. The poultry in the village became plagued overnight, so I was hated as an evil thing.

Since kindergarten, no children have played with me, and even the villagers have given me the nickname "Plague God".

Indeed, I also live up to the nickname "Plague God".

The kindergarten teacher saw that I was not used to it and wanted to hit me, but in the end, the stick did not hit me, but bounced back and hit the bridge of the teacher's nose, and I bled on the spot.

When I was in elementary school, a group of children used to bully me, but every time they bullied me, they would get seriously ill.

Or have a high fever, diarrhea, or have an accident, and go to the hospital.

When I was in high school, I had a girlfriend, and since then, my girlfriend has had a bad journey and began to get all kinds of strange diseases, but immediately after we broke up, she was alive and beautiful.

When I went to college, the students in the dormitory began to be bad, and I could often see them sleepwalking at night, hearing them say strange things, and a few times even seeing the buddies in the dormitory cut their fingers and drip blood on the ground, and smirked vigorously.

I knew it was all because of me, that I was an ominous person, and that I was feeling weirder and weirder.

So I moved out of the dorm.

But what I didn't expect was that I was living on the opposite side of the crematorium.

Here's how it happened.

In my junior year, I decided to move out and live alone because I always felt like the people around me were going to be abnormal whenever I was there.

That night, after evening self-study, I left the school alone with my schoolbag on my back, thinking about going around the school to see if there was a suitable rental room.

In fact, I want to rent a room away from the school, after all, I have a bicycle, it doesn't matter if it's far away from the school, the main thing is that it doesn't affect the roommates in the same dormitory, after all, it's been two years, and the three roommates are very good to me, for me who has no friends since I was a child, the enthusiasm of the roommates makes my personality slowly cheerful, and I often play games with them, eat big meals, talk about women, and tell ghost stories.

However, a series of events that have happened at night in the past two years have made me feel more and more that if I don't leave, my three roommates and brothers will be in danger.

It's a feeling, like when I was in elementary school, my neighbor Xiaofang, who went to and from school with me every day, died strangely at home during a vacation in the fifth grade, for no reason, but that night, I seemed to hear Xiaofang's frightened screams.

Riding my bike, I walked along the somewhat dim street lights, and the traffic was getting scarcer.

As I rounded the third street, I suddenly saw an old woman waving to me.

The old woman looked kind, wearing mending clothes, a little far, I didn't see too clearly, what the old woman looked like, I didn't think much about it at the time, so I pedaled the bicycle towards the old woman on the side of the road, I wanted to ask, what did she mean by waving to me.

But when I looked down and looked up, the old woman was gone.

My heart tightened, and I was a little scared.

After all, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and when I was a child, my father often told me some ghost stories in the village, and the general appearance was dark and windy, midnight and so on.

I took a deep breath and prepared to turn around and go back first, thinking that I would have to come back tomorrow during the day to find a house.

But the moment I turned around, the scene in front of me changed.

There were no vehicles or pedestrians coming and going.

The street lamp is also a little miserable yellow, and at this time I saw a woman, very beautiful, from behind, the background looks like a star I like, Fan Bingbing.

Click......

She was wearing high heels and walking in front of her, as if she hadn't noticed me at all.

I panicked in my heart, this big night, it can't be a ghost.

When I was a child, I listened to too many ghost stories, so I couldn't finish them for three days and three nights, and I watched too many ghost movies. What I hear and see is instilling in me a truth, ghosts are harmful, and if I really encounter ghosts, I will be completely finished.

The moment I thought about it, the woman in front of me had already reached a corner and was about to disappear.

At that time, I was heartbroken, and I thought to myself, Nima has always been a plague god when she grows so big, even if I see a ghost, I am not afraid, and this beautiful woman should not be a ghost (ghosts are generally ugly, my psychology at the time).

I pedaled my bike and followed, and when I turned the street, I got out of the bike, pushed it, and walked in.

The road on both sides became less wide, and slowly turned into an alley.

As soon as she followed the woman out of the alley, she immediately saw tall buildings.

After about three minutes of pushing the cart, I saw an advertisement for a rental.

"Two bedrooms, one kitchen and one bathroom, rent: 594."

There was also an old woman next to her who was knitting.

And at this time, the woman I followed walked straight in, and then entered the elevator, and I peeked at the floor.

14！

But I never saw the woman's face, her long hair was like a black waterfall, and her figure was not to mention, my mind was full of the female stars I liked.

"Well, lad, do you want to rent a house?"

The old woman stopped what she was doing, pushed her glasses, and looked at me.

I was startled by this sudden hoarse voice, and then quickly nodded.

The ghost sent the gods, and the landlady actually arranged for me on the 14th floor.

I took out 600 yuan and handed it to the landlord, then found the money and got the key, put the bicycle in the special garage, and took the elevator to the 14th floor.

There are two rooms on the fourteenth floor.

Mine is 14-2, needless to say that the beauty must be 14-1.

Opening the door, I entered my room.

Not to mention that the room is not bad, the sofa TV is readily available, and the kitchen is also fully equipped.

When I turned on my phone, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

I wondered if I would stay here tonight or go back to my dorm.

In the end, I decided to go back tonight and bring in my daily necessities tomorrow after class.

I got up and opened the window, and it was pitch black, without a trace of starlight.

It's better to go back first, or the door of the dormitory will be closed at eleven forty.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw that the door next to me also opened instantly.

The beautiful woman with her head bowed looked up.

At that moment, I was stunned, it was simply an extreme beauty, with a slightly shy smile on her delicate melon seed face, and she seemed to look at me with some vigilance.

I hurriedly touched my head, laughed and said, "Hello beauty, I am a new resident here, my name is Yang Sen." ”

I habitually reached out my hand.

The beautiful woman seemed to be frightened by my actions, leaned back, and then stretched out her hand.

But instead of shaking my hand, he handed me a business card.

"Here's my business card."

I quickly took the business card and looked at it.

The beauty in front of her is a sculptor named Zhang Xiaodie.

I laughed and said, "We'll be neighbors from now on, and I hope Fluttershy will take care of you." ”

Fluttershy nodded, then turned around and walked into the room, then closed the door.

I felt an inexplicable joy in my heart, put my business card in my pocket, and then took the elevator downstairs to pick up my bicycle.

The old woman said something as she left.

"Young man, it's so late, be careful on the road."

I nodded, and then rode along the road I had been on to the school.

Across the alley, I came to the main road, and fifteen minutes later, I was back at school.

At this time, the phone kept ringing.

When I took it out, it was full of text messages and missed calls from my dorm mate.

I smiled slightly, then put away my bike and went up to the dormitory.

The next day I packed up my things, and my roommates all said with evil that I must have secretly Chen Cang a certain little beauty, and they asked me for photos, and in desperation, I had to use a delaying tactic, saying that I was still pursuing, and when I got it, I would definitely invite them to a big meal.

I don't have a lot of stuff, after all, I live not very far from the school, I can come back whenever I want, so I don't get too many things.

I rode along the long street for about five minutes.

An old man in a tracksuit walked up to me.

After one glance at me, he stopped me and said nervously:

"Young man, you're in for a great disaster!"

I was directly confused by his words, stopped the car and looked at the old man in sportswear in front of me with some surprise.

"Have you been to the crematorium after eleven p.m. lately?"

I was frightened at the time, although I said that I had been practicing courage since I was a child, but I was still a little uneasy to hear this sentence.

"Nope!"

The old man in the tracksuit frowned, then reached out and put his hand on my eyebrows.

Pain!

I suddenly felt some pain in my head, and then cold sweat flowed down my body.

"You must go, or you won't almost get ghosted!"

"Ghost upper body?"

"Have you accepted anything from others lately?"

I shook my head, and memories raced through my head.

"Thinking about it!"

That's right for a beautiful woman's business card.

"Well, when I went to rent a room last night, I met a beautiful woman who made sculptures, and I didn't have anything else except for one of her business cards!"

"Take it out and take a look!"

I groaned and reached into my coat pocket and pulled out the business card.

I had a sense of foreboding, because my hand didn't touch the edges and corners of the business card at all, but was very soft, like pigskin.

I pulled it out and took a look.

Suddenly he shuddered and screamed.

The business card, which was originally exquisitely made, has now become a piece of flesh the size of a business card.

"And the key to your rental, see what!"

I'm already in a cold sweat.

Then from his trouser pocket, he took out the key to the apartment he had just rented, and it turned out to be a dry finger.