1TWITF[C Chapter 132

Chapter 132

Chapter 132

I don’t know what Captain Yang said to his superiors, but in short, the superiors agreed to the request, re-sealed the tomb, and the tunnel made a turn, bypassing the mountain.

“Hopefully, nothing like this will happen again in the future.” When Captain Yang mentioned this result, he glanced at Lu Yanli intentionally.

In just a few days, he seemed to have aged a lot, with white hair and wrinkles, and a brow full of sorrow.

This did overlap with the image of the leading old expert in Lu Yanli’s memory.

“You had another nightmare.” The young man who shared the room with him was a little worried, “You were talking in your sleep again last night, it was scary.”

Lu Yanli paused and turned to ask him, “Sleep talking? What did I say in my sleep?” The mark on his neck was still there, already scabbed and turning blue. The color was even darker, looking as if it had been broken and reattached, so turning his head made people worry that his head would fall off again.

Speaking of this, he couldn’t help but tease, “You like her too much, don’t you? You’re even singing in your dreams.”

“Maybe.” Lu Yanli didn’t explain.

They didn’t have mobile phones or other recording devices on them, so Lu Yanli had no way of knowing the truth.

“By the way, if you really like her.” The young man mysteriously squeezed over, “I heard she’s coming here to sing, do you want to go and see?”

“Really? When? Where?” Lu Yanli seemed very interested.

The man said, “Soon, in the next few days, at the nearby school.” He saw that Lu Yanli was listening intently and couldn’t help but laugh at him, “I’ll inquire for you and see if I can get tickets, and we’ll go listen then.”

“Okay, thank you.”

Lu Yanli sensed something behind him pushing him forward, but he couldn’t refuse.

He stared at the other person for a while, and said, “Never mind, I suddenly don’t want to listen anymore.”

They were originally walking on the road, not far from the dormitory building ahead, with high and low flying birds shuttling between the sunset and the afterglow. The moment Lu Yanli refused, everything seemed to freeze.

People in the distance collecting clothes stopped on the balcony, the wind stopped blowing, and people walking in front and behind stopped. Time stood still, only they were still active.

“What if I suddenly don’t like her anymore?”

The same words, the same actions, and even the expressions were exactly the same. Lu Yanli changed his words: “Yes, I was kidding, let’s go together.”

Only then did the man become happy and continue humming and walking forward.

Everything around suddenly returned to normal, and the wind began to blow.

Yes, he never had the right to refuse.

Lu Yanli didn’t speak again, his dark eyes reflecting the sunset, but without a trace of light, only a gloomy piece.

That night, the strange reappeared.

Half-awake, Lu Yanli heard the strange singing.

It was the vague sound of a woman singing. He didn’t know where she was singing. It seemed far away, but also like she was just next door. It was faint and unclear, but in an instant, it was as if she was humming in his ear.

Old people coughing and scolding, men screaming, children running around, laughing and playing… Complex sounds mixed together, all squeezing into his ears. In the quiet night, only Lu Yanli heard those sounds.

He dreamed of a cave.

A dark cave, with nothing around, only cold rock. He dreamed that he appeared at the entrance of the cave. Although he sensed the danger, he still walked forward.

Stop! Can’t go any further!

Stop!

He walked a short distance inside. It was cold, damp, and dark inside the cave, but he didn’t care and continued forward until he couldn’t see his shadow before stopping.

After that, what happened… he didn’t remember.

“Your face looks even worse.” Others were very worried about him, and almost everyone who passed by him would remind him.

Lin Chu saw him and looked equally surprised: “Seriously, if you didn’t open your mouth and stood in the room, I could have mistaken you for a Jiangshi.”

Lin Chu stretched out a finger and carefully poked his face, her expression becoming serious.

The touch was stiff and cold. She was just joking about the Jiangshi at first, but now…

“I have to go to Lan Zhiyu once.” Otherwise, he didn’t know what he would become.

However, they had no other choice and couldn’t leave. Another day passed, and the person who shared the room with Lu Yanli finally happily told him that Lan Zhiyu was coming.

The program at the theater this time was a bit strange. Lan Zhiyu was not simply singing, but performing opera. Lu Yanli arrived a bit late, and by the time he got there, the audience was almost full of bored people cracking melon seeds and drinking tea. Everyone was sitting together happily.

Lu Yanli found a table in the corner and sat down, quietly waiting for the show to start.

She opened her mouth and sang the first sentence.

“Good!!”

The audience, whose faces were blurred by the darkness, cheered and applauded.

“What did she sing?” Lin Chu asked curiously.

Lu Yanli: “I don’t know.”

It made Lin Chu and Lu Yanli seem a bit out of place.

“Do you feel like… it’s getting colder?” Lin Chu rubbed her arms.

Not only was it getting colder, but it was also getting darker, a patch of black, unable to see the surrounding things clearly. The whole world seemed to only have the woman singing on the high platform under the lights.

Another long tail sound, delicate and soft, lingered around the beams. Lin Chu felt very uncomfortable, she frowned, tried to block her ears, and continued to try to see her surroundings clearly.

“Good!!” The audience continued to applaud.

“And, all their applause, cheers, and shouts are the same.” Lu Yanli added.

Exactly the same sound, very easy to distinguish after listening to it several times. Lu Yanli also heard something else from it, but no matter what, it was very uncomfortable.

The audience didn’t seem to notice and continued to clap and cheer in the same way.

A little bit of blood red faintly emerged from the dark background.

Lu Yanli’s heart tightened – it’s coming!

It was blood fog, blood fog that could confuse people’s minds.

No one noticed, except for him. Even Lin Chu didn’t observe the blood fog, she was still annoyed by the music.

He suddenly stood up and looked at the stage.

On the stage, Lan Zhiyu spun around, her red clothes turning into a gorgeous blooming flower. She looked at Lu Yanli –

In an instant, the lights went on brightly.

Applause rang out. Only then did Lu Yanli realize that all the cheering audience in the seats… were all paper figures.

Lan Zhiyu was still singing, and Lu Yanli already felt dizzy. He steadied himself and walked towards the stage step by step.

He stood on the stage. The audience was pitch black, with only pale paper faces sitting below, their bright red mouths painted with smiles. No matter what was sung on stage, they would applaud and cheer.

In close contact, Lu Yanli finally saw her face clearly.

That was… a face painted with the makeup of a dead person.

She was still smiling, stretched out her pale hand painted with red nail polish, and pointed to Lu Yanli, who did not dodge, allowing that hand to stay in front of him. He did not move, and that hand gradually went down.

She grabbed Lu Yanli’s hand and pulled him to the backstage –

The cheers from the audience suddenly stopped, and those paper figures began to scream and run around.

It was Lin Chu.

“Lu Yanli -”

She threw a dagger straight at Lan Zhiyu. The latter didn’t dodge or avoid it.

A hand caught the knife out of thin air.

Lu Yanli blocked it for her.

Blood fog churned.

Lin Chu didn’t know what the blood fog was, but it didn’t prevent her from making preparations. She tore off a piece of her sleeve to cover her mouth and nose and rushed out. Seeing a candlestick on the road, she hardened her heart and threw it back, just hitting the curtain trailing on the ground.

The fire spread little by little.

The paper figures ran away faster, and the screams became louder. After Lin Chu escaped, she stood on the street and watched the fire soaring into the sky.

Lu Yanli… will he die?

At this time, Lu Yanli was grabbed by that cold, wet hand and walked through the long corridor to the backstage.

There, pushing open the door, was a grave.