Chapter 21: Into the Night (10)
The sound coming from the morgue was not loud, and it sounded much more pleasant than the voice of the female ghost who had scratched the floor with her fingernails on the third floor. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Gentle, gentle, with a certain sense of graceful rhythm.
Mixed with a low female voice, she seemed to hum an unknown melody casually.
It doesn't sound like a demon locked up in a morgue, but rather like a gentle female composer humming a song while beating the beat, looking for inspiration.
The tone was intermittent, but it made the person who heard it feel a sense of peace for no reason, and the nervous mood relaxed with the sound of her tapping.
Xia Beifeng's hand holding Ye Tianlang's sleeve loosened little by little, he stared at the closed metal door of the morgue, and took a tentative step forward.
Ye Tianlang was nervously guarding against the monster that would rush out of the morgue at some point, but after hearing the female voice, somehow, the string in his head that had been tense for a long time suddenly loosened.
A feeling of tiredness welled up in his heart, and the cold air around him seemed to be warm, so he couldn't help but just find a corner to sleep.
It wasn't until Xia Beifeng moved beside him that he suddenly came back to his senses, and the child with empty eyes with fast hands grabbed back to his side.
"Wake up!"
He shook the child's shoulder, and at the same time shook his head fiercely, clearing his mind: "Don't listen to this voice! ā
After Xia Beifeng's forward steps were stopped, it took a while to come to his senses.
He raised his head in confusion, looked at the man beside him, and his voice trembled a little: "Brother Ye...... That's ...... What the? ā
"I don't know!"
Ye Tianlang pulled Xia Beifeng's collar with one hand, shrunk into his sleeve with the other, clenched it into a fist fiercely, and pinched the flesh on his hand to try to stay awake: "Anyway, don't listen to it, your brother Tian will pull it off for a while, and before that, the two of us don't care about anything." ā
The "woman" in the morgue who seduces ~ seduces them may be something else. After this conversation, he was not agitated, he still maintained his original frequency, knocking on the metal door again and again, but the sound of humming seemed to sound clearer.
It's not too clear, and it still feels distant and ethereal. It's like a fairy covered by mist, you know that she is standing behind the white mist, and you can even see her slender figure, but no matter how you run, you can't pass through the white fog in front of you and see her true face.
In this way, it is easier to give birth to the desire to find out, and there are always people who are willing to chase a vague shadow and sacrifice their lives and souls for a goal that can never be reached.
After Ye Tianlang suppressed Xia Beifeng's movements, he nervously pulled him back two steps, standing on the stairs upstairs, looking at the metal gate glowing with silver brilliance from afar, vigilant about what would appear inside at some point.
The soft voice still lingered in the ears of the two of them. Although he held down the child's movements, Ye Tianlang still couldn't suppress the yearning in his heart, and almost every few seconds he had to move the idea of "just go over and see who is singing".
He can only rely on his own willpower to control his body, on the one hand, he was called out of sleepiness by this soft singing, and his spirit was in an extremely relaxed state, and on the other hand, he had to remind himself to concentrate, keep tense, and not be tempted by the sound below~.
Gentle singing echoes in the dimly lit basement. This voice is not like the kind of singing full of temptation ~ bewitchment in people's imagination on weekdays, although the timbre is a little hoarse, but not sexual~ sensual, and even people can't hear even a little bit of lust ~ desire, and there is no sense of aggression that can make people vigilant. Although it is a little cold, it is more harmless, and people can't help but feel good when they hear it, and then they begin to sympathize with the woman who made the voice.
It was a pure, melancholy, confusion with some joy, mixed with anticipation and disappointment, called longing.
Ye Tianlang listened to the intermittent voice in his ears, and such a sentence came out of his mind for no reason, and he couldn't help but be slightly moved by his own literary talent.
Am I a little broken to be able to come up with such boring words?
Even so, he was still more reminded by the singing.
What is the woman who was humming in the morgue thinking now?
Who is she missing? Parents? Wife? Or a child?
Where is the person she misses now? Alive or dead? Will they ever see each other again?
And why would she be separated from the person she missed, humming a tune alone here.
"Brother Ye......"
Xia Beifeng yawned, shook Ye Tianlang's arm vigorously, and said vaguely: "When will Brother Tian come to us, I'm a little sleepy, can I sleep for a while?" ā
Ye Tianlang's thoughts of running into outer space were once again forcibly pulled back to reality by the children around him, but he was taken aback: "No! ā
He sternly rejected the child's unreasonable request, and rolled his wrist to glance at his watch.
It had been thirteen minutes since they left the third floor.
Since they went down to the basement, the sound of the third floor could no longer reach their ears. What is Shen Luotian doing now, he can only rely on guessing.
It should be fine. That guy looks pretty strong.
But......
He frowned and glanced at his watch again.
There's only a minute and a half left, and I haven't heard him go downstairs yet, so why don't you just go back and find out?
I just don't have to listen to this voice anymore.
As soon as the thought of leaving came to mind, the voice from the morgue became clearer, and it sounded a little reluctant.
Xia Beifeng yawned again, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and his voice was almost incoherent when he spoke: "I want to ...... Broken Sleep...... It's so sleepy......"
Ye Tianlang nervously looked at the swaying body of the child next to him who seemed to be able to fall down at any time, reached out and pressed on his shoulder, and shook it a few times: "Wake up!" That guy is coming down to you right away! You sober up! Don't fall asleep! ā
"Huh?"
The child seemed to be more awake, and was trying to open his eyes wide, looking at him in confusion: "I won't fall asleep!" ā
The child nodded firmly, but his eyes slowly closed again.
The low female voice in her ears was still echoing, and the bone-piercing cold wind was circling back and forth around her. But the two people standing in the wind didn't feel a trace of cold, but felt that their bodies were like soaking in warm water, and the warm breath was almost melting into the cracks of the bones, urging people to fall asleep quickly.
Ye Tianlang had to glance at his watch almost every few seconds, cursing in his heart why Shen Luotian, who didn't know what he was doing, hadn't come down yet, but he couldn't bear to move his steps and leave this inexplicably reassuring place.
Time passed by second by second, but only half a minute made him feel as if it was a century long.
Shen Luotian still didn't appear.
"Let's go up and find him!"
Ye Tianlang lowered his head and proposed to the child next to him: "He said it would take fifteen minutes before, but now it is about to arrive, I guess he won't be able to get down, go find him, how about it?" ā
He asked this very unconfidently, almost with the undeniable firmness of the two of them when he usually spoke, and it sounded like a little pleading.
Please don't say yes, let's continue to stand here.
There was a small voice in my heart that kept praying to the child in front of me.
Xia Beifeng really didn't disappoint him, and begged in a kind of tricky tone unique to bear children: "I don't want to move, let's just wait here, okay." ā
The child shook the arms of the adults next to him as he spoke, and deliberately spoke with a nasal voice, a request that almost a normal adult would find difficult to refuse.
"Okay, then we'll wait here."
Ye Tianlang readily agreed to the child's request, and a sense of joy uncontrollably arose in his heart.
But at this moment, the sound of knocking on the metal door suddenly stopped.
A light ~ but rapid footsteps came from overhead.
The woman in the morgue was still humming, but her voice was getting weaker and weaker, and the original leisurely tone brought a little flustered emotion at some point, and it instantly went to the original temptation ~ bewitchment.
Ye Tianlang only felt a chill in his body, and most of his arms and small~ legs were faintly numb.
It was a feeling that only occurs when you have been motionless for a long time in an extremely cold environment, and it is a precursor to freezing. It's not painful, but it's dangerous.
If we continue to stay like this, we will probably freeze to death here.
At the same time as this thought flashed through his mind, the children around him also shivered fiercely.
"Ah, it's cold!"
Xia Beifeng exclaimed in a low voice, and sniffed hard: "Why is it so cold all of a sudden!" ā
As the body was invaded by the cold, the singing in the ears of the two disappeared completely.
I can't stay here any longer.
Ye Tianlang glanced down at the hands held by the two.
Although there are slight differences in the color of the two hands, one large and one small, they are also ominously tinged with a blue and purple glow.
He breathed a sigh of relief, slowly moved his stiff little ~ legs and ankles, and pulled the stumbling child upstairs: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a long time to stand, just move it." ā
He softly comforted the child beside him and pulled him to the staircase between the first floor and the basement: "Is it still cold, if it's cold, it's good to be here for a while." Try to be as light as possible, and don't make noise to the point where you fall asleep below...... Those things. ā
Xia Beifeng exhaled a breath of white air at his hands, rubbed his hands quickly, and his purple lips quickly returned to normal: "It seems that it is a little better after coming up, is there a refrigerator there just now, why is it so cold?" ā
Ye Tianlang smiled helplessly and didn't say anything.
Refrigerator? How can it be?
This hospital has been abandoned for 20 years, and there is no electricity, even if there used to be a morgue below, how can there be a refrigerator still running.
As for the cold, in fact, before Shen Luotian's guy came down, neither of us felt cold, did we?
And...... Ye Tianlang looked at the temperature displayed on his watch. Although the temperature below is actually low, it is not so low that it can freeze people to death.
More than 20 degrees below zero, which is indeed a very low temperature for ordinary people, but it is still impossible to freeze people within five minutes.
But at least you have to feel a little cold, so you don't feel it at all, and you lose consciousness directly...... Probably what it is......
Having said that, I heard footsteps just now, why hasn't that guy Shen Luotian come down yet?
Thinking of this, he looked up again at the top of the stairs.
There were no imaginary figures or ghosts above, or figures and ghosts scuffling together.
Empty, nothing.
So who is the voice we just heard? Why would the "thing" singing below be afraid of him?
All kinds of doubts poured out of Ye Tianlang's heart~ but because of his lack of knowledge in this regard, he couldn't even think of a clue.
If only there were experts.
"He hasn't come down yet, let's go find him."
Ye Tianlang lowered his head and said to the child next to him with a smile: "I said it for fifteen minutes before, you see this is bragging, remember to laugh at him after a while." You just go and tell him, Brother Tian, you are too unpunctual, you see that it is now more than ......"
As he spoke, he looked down at his watch, wanting to read Shen Luotian's time beyond milliseconds, but he was stunned the moment he saw the dial.
From the moment they heard footsteps, then the song changed tone, they felt frozen, they went upstairs to regain consciousness, and after talking for so long, only eighteen seconds had passed on the watch.
There was another noise upstairs, and it sounded like it was really Shen Luotian.
"That's really ......"
He muttered to himself, looking up again, looking upstairs.
With a brisk whistle, a man strode towards them.
The man was wearing a trench coat with a thin shirt underneath, not at all what it was supposed to be in this temperature. A half-lit cigarette in his hand, the long hem of his clothes and the ends of his hair swayed sharply with his movements. From the bottom up, it has some compelling momentum.
"Yo, if you're in a hurry, your savior is here!"
Shen Luotian smiled and waved at the two people below, stepped directly over the handrail of the stairs, and jumped in front of them: "Is there anything down here?" Why do you two look like hell, am I so scary? ā
"I don't think there's anything wrong with my expression."
Ye Tianlang raised his eyebrows at him: "You just want to say this line." ā
"Ah, you saw through it!"
Shen Luotian clutched his chest exaggeratedly, looking seriously injured: "Don't say it, can't you cooperate with my performance well?" ā
"I'm sorry, the tacit understanding between the two of us has always been negative, maybe I didn't naturally cooperate with your skill."
Ye Tianlang pushed the child in his hand forward: "The child will be returned to you, you won't have any trouble on it." ā
"It's not a problem, but I saw a little ...... Ahem, it's not too important. Anyway, you don't want to hear it, and you may not understand it if you listen to it, so it's better not to say it. Tell me about the two of you, you just came into contact with something. ā
"Oh, there's a singing girl down there."
Xia Beifeng was pushed and hit Shen Luotian's waist directly, his nose hit something hard, and it took him a while to recover from the pain. After hearing Shen Luotian's question, he hurriedly pulled the corner of his clothes, pointed to the morgue below, and said quickly: "That aunt, singing is very good...... That's the kind of ...... Very gentle...... Very nice to hear......"
The child's poor vocabulary can't describe the complicated emotions in his heart when he hears the voice, and he can only keep repeating the words "very good", and strongly recommend the singer who amazed him to the "cousin ~ brother" he just met for a day.
"Oh?"
Shen Luotian raised his eyebrows, looked at the empty corridor and smooth metal door downstairs with interest, and walked down with his legs: "Is the strongest singer in the morgue?" Then I'm going to have to take a good look at it. ā
"Be careful."
Ye Tianlang followed behind him, pressed Xia Beifeng, who was inexplicably excited, and reminded in a low voice: "That voice is a little strange, I almost capsized just now." ā
"Uh-huh...... I know. ā
Shen Luotian nodded nonchalantly and stepped on the ground in the basement.
The gentle percussion sound appeared again, and the female voice still sounded soothing.
Ye Tianlang stepped on the last step, looking nervously at Shen Luotian below, ready to pull him up the stairs at any time.
This is something he has just confirmed for himself, as long as he leaves the confines of the basement, even if it is just a step, he will be much less affected by the sound.
Shen Luotian closed his eyes and listened to the voices around him for a while, and suddenly laughed contemptuously: "What is it?" It's like crying and mourning! You two call this thing good? ā
"Huh?"
Xia Beifeng looked at him in surprise: "It's obviously very good, Brother Tian, why are you ...... Don't you think it sounds good? ā
Shen Luotian's eyes were full of contempt, and he shook his head with a very firm expression.
"Stop humming! Your whole family is dead~ What's the matter with the light, hum chirp, do you know if you're noisy! ā
He shouted at the morgue, took out a copper bell from his coat pocket, and hung it around Xia Beifeng's neck.
"Let's go, go and see what kind of corpse it is, Auntie is crying here!"
(To be continued.) )