Zhou Ming agreed with Wang Siyan's statement. The old man slept so peacefully. If it weren't for the clear snoring, it would even make people think that he had died a peaceful death.

A stormy night with lightning and thunder is the perfect time for bad things to happen, but tonight they felt that nothing bad might happen. It was already past two o'clock in the morning, and there was nothing strange after waiting for so long.

In a dark environment without any entertainment to divert attention, it was more or less easy to doze off. Gradually, Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan began to lose focus, and they began to whisper random topics to refresh themselves.

"Why did you go to the ruins?" Wang Siyan asked, "I entered that ruins by chance because of my part-time job. What happened to you?"

"Because Sister Xingyue left a notebook, I went to the ruins in the order of that notebook." Zhou Ming replied.

"You didn't even tell us." Wang Siyan's tone was somewhat resentful.

"Feel sorry."

"Where is that notebook now?"

"I put it in the dressing room at the dance."

The notebook was originally stored at his home, but after opening the masquerade, Zhou Ming felt that the dressing room was safer, so he changed the storage location.

After that, Wang Siyan asked a few more questions casually. Because Zhou Ming didn't know most of the questions, he used amnesia to get through. The topic that he finally opened after several times in a row fell silent again, and the air was silent again.

"Da da da da!"

Wang Siyan's nails tapped on the floor, making a series of soft sounds.

"Da da da da da!"

"You're bored, please don't make any noise," Zhou Ming said.

"...It's not me!" Wang Siyan's heart sank, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Zhou Ming.

The hair on Zhou Ming's head stood up, and the two looked at each other in the darkness.

The sound of the windows being washed by rain, the wild rustling of the trees outside the window, the sudden thunder and the howling wind, Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan looked at each other in the darkness.

A bolt of lightning split the night sky outside the window, and a pale light illuminated their faces. They saw the same expression on each other's faces.

"Da da da da da!"

The sound was very close at hand. It was a disharmonious sound that definitely did not belong to nature. It was like sharp nails tapping the door panel quickly, but it was crisper. The object being struck was probably closer to plastic or metal material. It was about three or four times a second.

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"Aixiang...Aixiang, is it you?" A childish voice came from behind the door, the voice was high-pitched and childish, showing panic and uneasiness.

The sound was very soft, and you couldn't hear it at all if you didn't listen carefully.

Love fragrance?

Isn’t Aixiang Wu Mingxing’s daughter?

Zhou Ming frowned.

He and Wang Siyan faced each other and put their ears to the door, listening intently, looking as sneaky as a thief listening to the combination of a safe.

The two of them were so close that their masks almost touched.

Wang Siyan narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows at Zhou Ming. Zhou Ming also narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows.

They thought about it together, and both of them thought there was something wrong with the sound.

According to Wu Zhuangshen's description, it was Xiaoyu who came to play with Aixiang, and then Aixiang asked if it was Xiaoyu, so the voice in the middle of the night should have come from Aixiang's identity, but now... the identity of this voice is obviously not Aixiang.

It's probably Xiaoyu!

"Love the fragrance!"

An old and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the room, the voice was high and extremely clear!

Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan were both startled. They hurriedly stood up and bumped their masks together, causing their faces to become distorted.

The two of them hurriedly touched the weapons on their waists and finally stood up.

Another bolt of lightning struck outside the window, and in the pale blue light, they saw Wu Zhuang straightening his back, sitting on the bed like a zombie, looking aimlessly at the door, with sparse drool dripping from the corners of his mouth.

His white hair is messy.

"I heard...someone calling me my love fragrance." Wu Zhuangshen muttered, looking delirious.

"Da da da da!...Aixiang...Aixiang, is it you?"

Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan heard the soft sound of nails tapping on the door again, and Xiaoyu's voice calling for Aixiang, but the sound was much softer than before.

The two of them didn't hesitate, they pulled out their knives, opened the door and chased out!

They want to see what the hell is causing trouble!

The door opened...but there was nothing outside.

In the empty low corridor, the dim wall lamps emitted a weak light, and the villa was completely silent.

At this moment, Zhou Ming stood in the middle of the corridor, feeling that this corridor was a bit like a deep mine, with an indescribable sense of claustrophobia.

Wang Siyan was stunned for a moment. He immediately lay down on the ground, put his ear close to the tiles, and listened.

Zhou Ming put his ear on the wall to capture the faint and strange sound.

"Da da da……"

"Underground!" Wang Siyan lowered his voice.

She lowered her center of gravity and crawled on the ground like a sneaking wild cat.

Zhou Ming also followed behind the other party, walking in small steps with his body bent, trying to identify the supernatural call from his own footsteps.

"Da da da da... Aixiang..."

coming!

become clearer!

They were indeed close to the source of the sound!

Wang Siyan quickly climbed a few steps, stopped on a tile, put on his thumb and punched the ground with his fist. The tile immediately burst, revealing the gray cement underneath.

Another punch caused the cement to crack. After she cleaned up the debris, a steel water pipe was exposed underneath.

The two of them lowered their bodies close to the water pipe and heard the echo coming from inside. It was weird and ethereal, distant and hard to catch.

"Xiaoyu... is in the water pipe?" Wang Siyan looked up at Zhou Ming blankly, his eyes filled with confusion.

Zhou Ming suddenly thought of a kind of undead weirdness that is very common among weirdness.

In the golden age before the age of ghost stories, people believed very much in souls and ghosts. They believed that people would become ghosts after death, and that if they had any grudges, they would become evil ghosts.

Although after entering the era of ghost stories, the government issued a "gag order" and used various means to prohibit the spread of such beliefs, animals' fear of the death of their own kind is an instinct engraved in their genes, so this aspect of imagination still continues to exist

, undead weirdness accounts for a considerable proportion of the total number of weirdness.

"Could it be that someone stuffed her into the toilet and drowned her? Or was the body disposed of in the toilet?" Wang Siyan's imagination was wide open.

"Stop guessing and chase after him quickly!" Zhou Ming reminded.

The two of them explored the corridor following the faint sound, and finally came to the end of the corridor. On the wall at the end was a large window that could be opened and closed, and outside was the forest of the mountains.

The supernatural voice disappeared here, and Zhou Ming waited for a long time but did not hear it again.

Wang Siyan hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to lift the window outwards, and a large amount of rainwater blew directly into the corridor.

The lawn outside was turned into a puddle by the heavy rain, and nothing could be seen in the dense rain curtain. The forest in the distance was dancing wildly, like a huge beast angered by the rain, its dark outline dancing in the electric light.

Amidst the roar of the continuous rain, Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan vaguely heard sounds coming from deep in the forest.

"help me……"

"……who is it?"

"It hurts... it hurts..."

The strange sound was blown away by the strong wind and reached the ears very softly, almost like a vague auditory hallucination.
Chapter completed!