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Chapter 124

“Little Lu?” Captain Yang was shocked and strode over.

Having been in tombs for years, they had seen at least a thousand corpses, if not eight hundred. Looking around, they found a piece of paper and carefully wrapped the head, gently placing it down. Captain Yang cautiously reached out and checked the man’s breath on the bed.

Lu Yanli opened his eyes.

Lu Yanli shook his head, recognizing that they all had shadows and didn’t seem like illusions before answering, “I’m fine, nothing serious.”

But his complexion was clearly worse, as pale as paper, with dark circles under his eyes, and even his lips were white.

“What happened?”

The others exchanged glances, and spoke up in a fearful and chaotic manner.

The others couldn’t help but shudder.

They didn’t want to think about it, having a dead man’s head hanging above them all night, it would be terrifying.

Lu Yanli: “Okay, thank you.”

Behind them was the rising sun.

Now there was a problem – where was Zhou Qi’s head?

Lu Yanli suspected that he would come looking for him tonight.

Because of this incident, everyone felt uneasy. After reporting the accident, Captain Yang decided to proceed according to the plan and go to the tomb today.

Looking again, it seemed like an illusion.

At the moment the door closed, a woman’s figure seemed to be standing by the window.

The tomb was not far from the station, and the traces of construction in the middle could be seen, as well as a tunnel that had been dug halfway. The entrance was in the middle of the tunnel.

Captain Yang was afraid that something would happen to Lu Yanli again, so he kept reminding him while driving. The latter listened silently, nodding from time to time. He inadvertently looked in the rearview mirror and was startled – in the distance, the old man he had seen on the first day was still standing on the side of the road, waving at him.

He immediately opened the window to look out, but he couldn’t see the old man’s figure at all.

“What’s wrong? What did you see?” Captain Yang was very concerned.

Lu Yanli withdrew his gaze: “Nothing, I saw wrong.”

He didn’t trust these people, so even if they showed friendliness in front of him, he still remained skeptical.

Captain Yang clearly didn’t believe it, but seeing that Lu Yanli didn’t intend to say anything, he had to refrain from asking and drove in silence.

Soon, they arrived at the tunnel.

Lu Yanli looked at it and felt very strange.

What kind of tomb would be buried in the mountain? Or halfway up the mountain?

Workers nearby helped move things, and many instruments were piled at the entrance of the cave. He heard the workers complaining.

“It’s so noisy underneath at night, I can’t sleep well…”

“It’s cold and hot…”

“Don’t let anything else happen…”

When Lu Yanli looked over, they closed their mouths and said nothing.

*

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself sitting in the passenger seat of an unfamiliar car, his limbs weak and powerless. The person driving the car was a petite woman.

“What do you want to do? If you want money…”

“You don’t want to? Then go die.”

At a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, a knife appeared on Yu Huaiyao’s neck. Lin Chu was still driving steadily with one hand, and even turning corners didn’t affect her.

Yu Huaiyao froze.

*

Zhuang Ci felt like she had forgotten something.

But she didn’t know what she had forgotten. She went to and from work as usual, sometimes looking at the flyer that she had brought back that day and had been kept in the drawer ever since, feeling lost.

Should she go or not?

The Spiritual Medium Town sounded very ominous.

Zhuang Ci often had dreams, dreaming of a tall, faceless woman. She didn’t speak or move, standing behind her. It should have been a terrifying image, but in her dream, she felt very peaceful and not afraid.

One day, she got off work late, and hurriedly entered the residential area. After finding the unit building, she was about to enter the elevator.

The elevator door was about to close when it suddenly opened again.

A woman in red was standing in the elevator, glancing at her lazily. After Zhuang Ci entered, she pressed the button.

“I didn’t expect there to be anyone else so late.” Zhuang Ci thanked her repeatedly. She saw that the number the woman pressed was exactly one floor above her, and a guess popped up in her mind, so she couldn’t help but greet her.

“Um, hello.”

The short-haired woman turned her head, her face pale, with severe dark circles under her eyes, and her curly hair was a bit messy. Her eyes seemed unable to open, lazily returning her gaze, “Hm?”

“Ah? Yes, 1402.” The woman rubbed her curly hair, looking sleepy.

She didn’t know what she was writing that required finding inspiration in the middle of the night. Zhuang Ci muttered in her heart, and after returning home, she searched for the other person’s pen name.

[Xian Yuque]

She was actually writing horror novels!

Zhuang Ci couldn’t help but admire her, and she sat in front of the computer and checked the other person’s works.

She had started writing horror novels very early, one after another, with themes from ancient times to the present. Recently, she was serializing a horror novel called “The World Inside and Out.” Zhuang Ci curiously clicked in and was startled.

The name of the female lead was exactly the same as hers!

It was almost like… watching her own experiences.

Unconsciously, she continued to read.

The female lead, Zhuang Ci, was an ordinary office worker. One day after getting off work late, she couldn’t help but fall asleep on the subway. When she woke up again, she was horrified to find that everything on the subway had changed. In her eyes, humans had turned into bloody monsters wearing normal clothes.

Zhuang Ci on the subway screamed on the spot, but the other “people” didn’t notice anything unusual. Those “people” only hated that she was noisy. After Zhuang Ci finally got off the train at the station, she found that the city she lived in had become a monster’s lair, and there was no way to escape.

She was afraid that those monsters would hurt her, but… when she looked in the mirror, she saw that she… was also a monster.

…

As Zhuang Ci read, she broke out in a cold sweat, and she couldn’t help but become suspicious and afraid when she went to take a shower, afraid that blood would flow out of the showerhead instead of water. Even after shrinking into the quilt, she still felt creepy.

At the end of the latest chapter, the female lead Zhuang Ci discovered a female neighbor who was acting strangely and wearing a red dress, taking the elevator in the middle of the night. She thought that the other person might know something, so she secretly followed her.

Then, she saw the numbers on the display outside the elevator decreasing little by little, until it dropped to minus eighteen.

A number that easily reminds people of hell.

The female neighbor’s voice sounded faintly outside.

“Zhuang Ci, are you asleep?”

The chapter ended.

Zhuang Ci flipped back incredulously, and found that it was indeed the latest chapter being serialized. She was incredulous: “It ends here?”

The eponymous protagonist in the novel gave her a strong sense of involvement, and she couldn’t help but imitate other readers in the comments section.

[Update quickly, please? Update, update!]

After a while, the author replied to her.

[Okay, I’m going to find inspiration now, I’ll update soon.]

For some reason, this sentence gave Zhuang Ci goosebumps. She couldn’t help but think of the other person’s appearance in the elevator.

Would she go downstairs to find inspiration again?

It’s so late, isn’t it dangerous?

She was very familiar with her residence, and walked out of the room in the dark. Just as she was about to walk to the door, the door was knocked.

“Tap, tap, tap.”

The female neighbor’s voice sounded outside the door:

“Zhuang Ci, are you asleep?”

Zhuang Ci was shocked to the point that her scalp was tingling. She looked at the door in disbelief, as if she could see the other person’s appearance through the door.

Almost without thinking, she quickly locked the door and rushed into the bedroom, locking the room door as well, and then burrowed into the quilt, shivering.

Clearly separated by the door, it was incredibly clear, as if speaking softly in her ear.

“But I haven’t updated yet. Zhuang Ci, open the door, I need to find inspiration…”

She was still outside!

Unexpectedly, the sound disappeared.

Suddenly, a drop of liquid fell from the ceiling, landing right on her bedside table.

She smelled a rotten smell.

Zhuang Ci didn’t dare to turn on the light, and she couldn’t imagine what it was. She told herself over and over again, don’t look, don’t ask, wait until the next day.

This was probably the most difficult day for her. She finally made it to dawn, and she immediately opened her eyes. Then, she was completely stunned.

She thought she must have seen it wrong. Otherwise, why would there be a large pool of bloodstains on the ceiling that had been fine yesterday? These bloodstains were still dripping down, little by little, onto the bedside table, the bed sheets, and the floor.

It looked like a murder scene.

Zhuang Ci immediately called the police.

The police arrived quickly, and after investigating, they told Zhuang Ci a shocking fact.

The female neighbor upstairs who wrote horror novels had been dead for nearly half a month. When the police entered, her body was still in front of the computer, and it was highly decomposed.

Therefore, what was seeping down from the ceiling was not blood, but corpse water.

Zhuang Ci dazedly closed the door and walked into the room.

She suddenly thought of a question.

She had been dead for half a month, so… who was writing these serializations all these days?

That night, in room 1402, the computer screen lit up.

Sure enough… it was updated again!

The author was still replying to other readers in the comments section, which made it impossible for her to deceive herself that the other party was using the manuscript box.

She didn’t dare to think too much, not even daring to read the latest update. She shoved her phone under the pillow and tried to close her eyes and fall asleep.

Under the pillow, a pool of red liquid with a strong stench of decay gradually oozed out…