"The ambiguous lyrics in the songs are related to soul-calling, and the sad music in the dead building seems to be related to the soul-calling. What's more, on the night of soul recovery, the singing and the sad music are sounded in the dead building at the same time. This coincidence will also appear in the future.
Have you passed?"
Han Fei shuddered when he thought that his enemies might have seen the future. How would he deal with enemies who could predict the future?
The sad music in the corridor was getting closer and closer. He suppressed his fear and stuck his head out of the stairs, looking up along the gap between the stairs.
Around the tenth floor, white paper lanterns were swaying gently, and on the rusty stair railings there were pairs of pale, as if they were human hands made of paper.
"Paper man? Paper man at a funeral?"
Aile was still some distance away from the fourth floor. Han Fei decided to go to the sixth floor to check before Aile arrived. It would be better if he could enter room 4064.
He is a very decisive person and takes action immediately after making a decision without any delay.
"I can't quit the game. It seems I can't take any chances tonight. I have to risk my life."
The sound of mourning became louder and louder. Even the residents in the building were hiding in their rooms, but Han Fei headed up and rushed directly to the sixth floor.
Racing against time, taking several steps at a time, when Han Fei reached the sixth floor, the sad music was already above his head, and the two sides were very close.
"quick!"
Pulling open the safety door, Han Fei glanced above his head before entering the corridor on the sixth floor.
Colorful baby faces poked their heads out of the stairs, looking at Han Fei from above.
The painted faces were illuminated by the firelight from the lantern. They were obviously just paper figures, but they seemed to have a life of their own.
Being stared at by those colorful paper figures, Han Fei felt creepy. He immediately ran into the security door without even looking at them.
"Paper figures! They are all paper figures! They are slightly similar to the paper figures of convenience store managers, but they are much larger than the managers of Yimin convenience stores!"
Aile was too close to him, and Han Fei didn't dare to look back. He wanted to run to the other side of the corridor on the sixth floor, but discovered many strange places while passing through the corridor.
I don't know since when, every house in the dead building has a white bowl with grains placed at the door. The ashes left by burning paper money are scattered around the bowl and chopsticks.
What’s even weirder is that a small number of people have made a paper ladder made of yellow paper and string on the door. The ladder hangs from the window at the front of the door and is placed on the door panel. It feels like a hope.
People should not go through the main entrance, but enter the house through the paper ladder.
"Is that paper ladder specially reserved for ghosts?" Han Fei remembered that an old man once said that the soul will return to the soul seven days after death. Some large houses have strong yang energy at the front door, so they make soul ladders to let the deceased avoid the front door and enter the house.
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Moving forward quickly, Han Fei didn't even look carefully. He didn't stop until he reached the door of room 4064.
At this time, the sound of mourning music has already sounded between the seventh and sixth floors, and the paper man is walking this way!
Looking at the door of room 4064, there was a yellowed paper ladder hanging on the old door panel. There were a lot of rice grains stuck into lumps in the white bowl at the door. The most important thing was that two vague figures could be vaguely seen on the paper dust on the ground.
The shoe prints looked like someone had just stepped on the paper dust.
"My soul entered this house through the soul ladder?"
Han Fei grabbed the door handle of room 4064 and pulled it outward. The door did not move at all, but the window above the door opened a gap.
"The window is unlocked?"
Sad music sounded on the sixth floor, and the light of white paper lanterns reflected on the glass windows of the security door, like will-o'-the-wisps.
The sad music that makes one's hair stand on end is like poisonous insects burrowing into the ears and crawling directly into the brain, making it impossible not to listen even if you want to.
When Sad Music floated into the sixth floor, a face painted with various colors appeared at the glass window of the security door.
The paper man's eyes slowly opened, and low-quality paint streaked along its forehead. For a moment, it was unclear whether it was a person wearing a paper man's coat, or a paper man wrapped in human skin.
"Its eye sockets are the eyes of a living person! It's still moving!"
The kind of fear was indescribable. The paper man's speed was so fast that almost as soon as Han Fei saw the opponent's face, the paper man's face began to approach quickly in his field of vision.
Now that it was too late to escape, Han Fei grabbed the door frame and opened the window above the door with all his strength. Just like a deceased soul, he entered the Yangzhai through the dark window instead of the main door.
He had been managing his body, but he still could not enter through the window at the door. When he was extremely anxious, the originally locked door was suddenly opened.
The door panel opened a half-finger-wide gap, and a timid child stood behind the door.
He didn't seem to see the person he expected. He stared at Han Fei's face and was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.
"The door is too dangerous." Han Fei entered the house and closed the door.
To prevent the child from crying, he covered the child's mouth.
The moment the door closed, the sound of mourning music entered the corridor on the sixth floor, and the funeral procession of paper figures passed directly by the door of room 4064!
Han Fei held the child tightly and locked the door behind him. He saw the dark window above his head through the full-length mirror on the side of the living room.
There were several paper figures poking out of the window, but they did not enter the house. They just lay on the window and kept scanning.
The mournful music rang at the door of room 4064 for four minutes before slowly leaving.
He smelled a strange smell at the tip of his nose, and when he looked down, he realized that the little boy whose mouth he had covered had been frightened to the point of peeing.
He was speechless, his eyes were full of fear, his pants were wet, and his little hands were twisted like a spasm.
"I'm sorry, brother, I don't mean any harm." Han Fei quickly let go of his hand, and the child immediately stepped back after regaining himself.
He fell to the ground before running a few steps, and then he hid on the other side of the sofa wearing his wet pants, staring at Han Fei.
The child's face, which was the size of an adult's hand, showed a very serious expression. He looked at Han Fei for a long time before saying, "You are not dad. Dad is not back. Mom said dad will be back tonight!"
Already feeling aggrieved and fearful, the child bit his lips and started crying. He was very sensible and kept his voice as low as possible even when he cried.
"Your father will be back. I saw him downstairs just now. He was buying you a gift..." Han Fei looked at the living room and found toy models of various vehicles stuffed under the TV cabinet: "This is the latest one.
It’s a car model that can even transform.”
The child's father seemed to have given the child many similar toys. When Han Fei said this, the child cried and wiped his eyes with his little hands: "Have you really seen him?"
"Of course, adults won't lie to children." Han Fei didn't know whether the child king's passive ability came into play, but Han Fei found that the child was not so resistant to him.
This chapter has been completed!