To be honest, I had no idea that something would happen to my room this night.

I closed the door, stripped naked, walked through the living room, walked to the bedroom, and lay down on the big bed, which was very comfortable.

I've been worrying about Little 5 and her father in my heart. Now that netizen has noticed that Xiao 5 is avoiding him and asked Guo Mei to meet instead of her, then, he will definitely have the next move, and what will he do next?

Drill into Little 5's room from the sewer? Kill Little 5's father? Plundering the little 5?

There is security at the resort and it is impossible for him to take Little 5 out......

Thinking about it, I was sleepy.

I turned off the lights, and the moon hung quietly outside the window, as if it were the only one in the world who was looking at me.

The floor drain in the bathroom "rattle", and then it was quiet. It's like someone wants to move it and accidentally makes a sound, and the person quickly stops and listens with bated breath.

I sat up, walked in, turned on the light, and the floor drain lid was properly covered. I crouched down, opened the lid, and looked in.

Inside was a black hole with a damp smell.

I stared at the black hole for five minutes.

Finally, I spoke—

"I know you're ...... in there"

"Do you want to come out and talk about it? ……”

"Today, I took Guo Mei to the cinema, in fact, just to meet you and talk to you......"

"I have no malice, little 5 has no malice. I hope you don't have any ill intentions either......"

The life in the black hole seems to be much more sophisticated than me, and it has always remained silent.

As I spoke, I felt like I was babbling. Finally, I picked up the lid and said, "So I'm closed?" Come back one day when you want to show up......"

Then, I closed the lid.

I didn't press it down with anything, it didn't work, I pressed the floor drain and he probably got out of the toilet. I pressed the toilet bowl and he probably got out of the faucet......

I didn't turn off the lights, went back to bed, lay down, and continued to listen to the bathroom.

Dead silence.

I couldn't stand it, and finally I was confused again.

About 1 o'clock in the morning, another sound woke me up.

I pricked up my ears and listened for a long time, quietly. But it can't fool me, there must have been a sound just now, and it came from the living room!

The room was dark, and I suddenly thought, just now, the bathroom light was on, who turned it off?

I got up and got out of bed gently.

There was a thick woolen carpet on the floor, and I tiptoed to the bedroom door barefoot and looked out, as if nothing was right.

I tentatively turned on the light, and with a "click", the light didn't come on!

Who turned off the electric switch for me!

I realized right away – there was a problem tonight!

I took a step back, went back to the bedroom, and groped around the cupboard next to the bed, I remember putting my phone on it before going to bed, but it was empty, slippery, and nothing.

What the fuck about my phone?

I walked to the other side of the bed, touched the landline, and picked it up, but there was no sound inside. I picked up the landline and touched it, and there was only a short section of the phone line left.

It was not the telephone line that was unplugged, but cut.

I panicked.

I walked to the bedroom door again and looked out, the coffee table, the sofa, the TV, the square table, the chairs...... Finally, my gaze moved to the small hallway.

I gasped—in the faint moonlight, I saw a man in the doorway, lying face down on the ground, as if drunk.

How could there be a person in the room for no apparent reason!

My knife is gone, it remains on Linghu Mountain's body.

I shuddered and shouted, "...... Who? ”

The man lying on the ground did not react at all. My head exploded with a "boom"—the pouting posture was clearly a dead corpse.

I stopped talking, staring at the corpse closely, and I could see it a little bit, his head facing the door, wearing a pure black tracksuit, with two white paths......

Is he Linghu Mountain?!

Was he sent in, or did he climb in on his own?

It was like someone had my bones pulled out of my head.

His position was blocking my way out.

But I couldn't go back to bed, I couldn't spend the long night with this horrible corpse, I had to go out.

I slowly walked forward.

I was getting closer and closer to the dead body.

The corpse's head was facing me, and the posture was a bit like a "big" word. Now, the black corpse didn't move, but the fool could also think that his silence was a conspiracy.

When my leg just stepped over him, he would have grabbed me violently.

I walked up to the dead body, trembling and lifted my feet and stepped over his arm.

The dead body didn't move!

My other leg also managed to step over the dead body's arm, and I stood in front of the door, and quickly reached out to open the door.

The door was locked.

I jumped over the dead body, staggered to the bedroom door, and turned around, staring at him with good eyes.

Looks like I'm going to have to be with this corpse tonight......

I leaned against the wall, the snow-white wall covered with hazy moonlight. The moon did not shine on the dead body, and he lay in the dark shadows.

Time also seems to have turned into a dead body, standing still.

It would have been better if I had stayed in the hospital morgue now, because the dead bodies had their origins. However, this strange corpse appeared inexplicably, which is the most terrifying.

I retreated to my bedroom, closed the door, and listened to the movement.

I knew that since this corpse appeared, then the night would never pass safely.

I stayed up for a while, then opened the door again and peered over at the corpse.

My stomach twitched—he was still lying there, but I could see that his posture was different from what it had been, and that he had made a peculiar pose.

He moved!

I retreated back to the bedroom and closed the door tightly.

Now I'm sure that this dead body is Linghu Mountain!

I walked to the window, opened it, and looked down, the third floor, and if I jumped, I would probably fall and be crippled.

I retracted.

There was no movement in the house, only the sound of my sickly heartbeat. The whole world was asleep, and only one living and one dead were facing each other through the door.

I don't know what time it is at night, as if I have lost my way in the darkness of time.

I retreated to the bed, motionless, waiting for the dawn.

I don't know how long it took, but I heard another sound outside, very soft, like a pair of socks walking on the floor.

I shuddered, stood up slightly, walked to the bedroom door, silently pulled the door open, and looked out, startled—the dead body had turned and its head was facing me. He was still lying face down on the ground.

I slammed the bedroom door shut, looking around in horror, hoping to find something to use as a weapon to hold in my hand.

The bedroom was empty except for a bed.

I went to the bathroom and grabbed a glass with one hand.

There was no movement outside.

I waited quietly, and after a long time, I quietly opened the door and found that the dead body had crawled to the middle of the living room! Even though he was still lying face down, I could clearly feel that his progress was unstoppable.

I jerked up my hand and threw a glass at him, but sadly, instead of hitting him, it hit the wall and shattered.

I raised another glass and smashed it at him in a frenzy.

This time, the glass smashed on his head, like a piece of wood, and shattered with a "pop".

I closed the bedroom door again and hid in a corner of the room, shivering. Now I don't even have a glass.

It's still quiet in the house.

I felt empty in my palms, empty in my stomach, empty in the whole world.

There are voices again!

It was as if a pair of hands were caressing the bedroom door.

I couldn't wait any longer, so I walked over in desperation, stopped in front of the door, and slammed it open.

The corpse stood straight in front of me, it was the tall Linghu Mountain, his face was pale in the moonlight, it was by no means the face of a living person. The light was so dim that I couldn't see his features clearly, I don't know if it was an illusion, I felt his eyelids swollen and drooping heavily, looking at me very sleepily......

Perhaps, he pulled the knife out of his abdomen and was holding it in his hand.

I looked at his hand, it was black, I couldn't see anything clearly.

I took a step back and jumped onto the bed.

He walked in step by step and said very tiredly, "I'll come...... Give you back...... Knife ......"

At this time, someone angrily banged on the door of my room, and a man shouted, "What are you falling in the middle of the night!" Don't let people sleep! ”

It was a guest downstairs.

I immediately shouted, "Help! ——”

Ling Hushan didn't care about anyone outside the door at all, and continued to approach me.

In the next room, the people outside the door didn't hear what I was shouting, and they were still shouting: "If you fall again, I'll call the police!" ……”

Linghushan suddenly made a move and poked me in the stomach. I saw the cold glow of metal, and he was holding the knife!

I panicked back, threw myself on the bed, grabbed the quilt, and covered my head and face at him, and then I jumped on the windowsill with a lunge and jumped straight down......

I finally know what it's like to jump off three floors.

At the moment of the fall, the brain was almost blank, and then the legs seemed to be cut off by someone, and the back and head fell on the lawn, and the head "boomed" in the head, and nothing could be heard. The trachea seemed to be stuck by something, and it took more than ten seconds for that breath to rush out......

I looked at the window on the third floor, it was dark, and Linghushan didn't show his face.

I don't know how long it took, but a security guard came running over, and I heard his voice far away, very ethereal, he was calling.

The first one to run to me was the guest downstairs who said, "Dude, you kept smashing glasses just now, and now you are throwing yourself down!" ”

Then, it was Zhang Hui who found me falling from the building, he yelled, and then rushed over with his pants on. Then, Ji Feng, Meng Xiaoshuai, Guo Mei, Wu Min, and Bai Xinxin also ran out.

Meng Xiaoshuai asked me, "Boss Zhou, what's wrong with you?" ”

It took me a lot of effort to say three words: "Linghushan ......" I feel that my voice doesn't sound like mine.

Soon, I was admitted to the hospital and had a CT of the head, nothing serious, a minor concussion. Even if my head didn't fall, it never stopped vibrating. I took an X-ray again, there was no fracture, just a contusion of muscles and bones, and I was fine after a few days in the hospital.

Tossing until dawn, I finally lay quietly in the ward, where everyone accompanied me, sitting or standing. There is a milky white EEG next to me, measuring my brain waves at all times.

There is no monsoon.

I sensitively asked Meng Xiaoshuai: "What about the monsoon?" ”

Meng Xiaoshuai hesitated for a moment and said, "She left with Linghu Mountain......