Chapter 32 Remember not to peep into other people's lives
Whitewater City.
In a rental house.
Sitting on the chair, Yang Shu lit a cigarette, leaned against the back of the chair, looked at the bright chandelier above his head, and wondered what he was thinking.
The ax held in his left hand slowly tapped the foot of the chair.
The old TV was playing the latest news, but the screen flickered from time to time, obviously the signal was not very good.
A cockroach the size of a thumb flew across the sole of the poplar tree, but he didn't notice it.
After all, on the stained walls all around, there were still the corpses of cockroaches that he had just killed in the afternoon.
The tiles under your feet were full of cracks and water stains, and the gaps between the tiles had long been filled with an unknown black substance.
The ashtray on the table was filled with extinguished cigarette butts, some fell out, and ashes spread all over the table.
Yang Shu is a habitual thief.
He has been a wanderer since he was a child, and has long been accustomed to getting something for nothing.
Fortunately, perhaps because of his conscience, he never stole from poor people.
Instead, they specifically look for wealthy people to buy villas in the suburbs, and then resell some valuable items from them in exchange for living expenses.
But he hasn't started work for seven days.
Most of these suburban villas are used by wealthy people for vacations or as places to keep mistresses.
Yang Shu would buy some pinhole cameras and install them while committing crimes.
If he can take pictures of some shameful things, it means he can have an "extra income"
He never offers too much, nor does he try hard to catch a sheep, so almost all the targets of blackmail will choose to settle the matter.
That day, he watched the surveillance video as usual.
The subject of the secret photography was someone he had just recently targeted, a woman who was being kept by a wealthy businessman.
Yang Shu has been secretly filming her for a while, but has never obtained any conclusive evidence.
But this time, when he saw the video, he saw a horrifying scene.
Woman, dead.
Lying in a pool of blood, a look of fear remained on his face, his wide eyes facing the camera, motionless.
The cheongsam he was wearing was in tatters.
Black tentacles grew out of its body, constantly squirming.
An old Taoist priest wearing tattered Taoist robes and with dark spots on his face stood in front of the corpse, continuously uttering sighs of admiration.
It's like admiring your own masterpiece.
There was an uncomfortable squirming sound, and a big bump slowly bulged on the old Taoist priest's back.
Then, the old Taoist priest lay down.
As Yang Shu listened to the chewing sounds coming from the screen, his hands and feet felt cold.
His stomach was churning, and the urge to vomit came over him, but the fear in Yang Shu's heart was even stronger.
What kind of monster is this?
Just when Yang Shu wanted to turn off the surveillance camera to calm down, something even more frightening happened.
The old Taoist priest, whose face was covered with blood, slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of the pinhole camera.
Then, the old Taoist priest stood up.
As the old face full of dark spots and wrinkles came closer, Yang Shu felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his body.
The old Taoist priest grinned, and his yellow teeth soaked in blood looked even more terrifying at this moment.
"Good boy."
"I will find you."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was only a plop sound, and Yang Shu's vision in front of the screen went dark, and he lost consciousness instantly.
It has been seven days since that day.
After calming down, Yang Shu emerged with a fierce energy.
He bought an ax and carried it with him, thinking that if the old Taoist priest came to his door, he would fight him to the death.
But the old Taoist priest did not come to see him.
On the contrary, from that day on, Yang Shu clearly felt something strange.
Whether in the room, walking on the street, or even hiding under the covers.
He could always feel the cold eyes focused on him.
It seemed that in those dark corners where no one could see, something was watching me, plotting something, waiting for me to relax my vigilance.
This feeling is getting stronger and stronger.
Finally, Yang Shu, who couldn't bear the torture, made a decision.
Find another place to live, away from the limelight.
He felt that maybe the old Taoist priest was hiding in a dark place, waiting for him to relax his vigilance.
As long as he moves to a place with many people and cluttered eyes, the other party will definitely not dare to take action again.
As the cigarette burned to the filter tip, Yang Shu wiped out the cigarette butt with his fingers, and then picked up the newspaper on the table.
.......
the next day.
"Young man, you are so lucky."
"I can tell you, you can't find another house in this city center that is so cheap."
The old landlady led Yang Shu upstairs and talked nonchalantly.
"Then why is the rent here so cheap?"
Yang Shu didn't care at all about the various benefits the landlord said, but asked the key questions.
"That must be because someone died."
The landlord said matter-of-factly.
"ah?"
Yang Shu thought he had heard wrongly, and it took him a while to realize.
Are haunted houses now being rented out without avoiding people?
Shouldn't this kind of thing be secretive?
Why is this landlady so direct?
The poplar tree has three question marks in a row.
The old landlady seemed to understand what he was thinking.
"Don't be afraid, I will let you know why I dare to say it in a moment."
With that said, the two came to the fifth floor.
This is a residential building located in the city center, with a total of five floors.
Except for the first and second floors where the landlord lives, the common spaces on the other floors are not paved with floor tiles.
"Well, there was a girl who rented this room before, but she broke up with her boyfriend and committed suicide in the room.
"It's really hard to rent out my house."
The old landlady pointed at a door with an unhappy face and said.
The poplar tree looked in the direction.
It was an old wooden door. It seemed that it was not completely closed, but opened a crack.
It's just that it's dark inside, and you can't see what's inside the house from the outside.
Just then.
Through the crack in the door of that room, Yang Shu clearly saw what seemed to be a red shadow flashing past.
His eyes suddenly widened.
Just as he was about to say something, he was pulled away by the landlady.
"Come on, let me show you the best part of my house."
The landlord forcibly dragged Yang Shu towards a room deep in the corridor.
Then she pointed out the window.
"Look, what is this?"
The poplar tree looks out.
Opposite the house was a place similar to the Public Security Bureau, which made him tremble in his heart.
But when I looked carefully, I saw six characters written on the door number at the entrance.
[Baishui City Secret Bureau]
"Let me tell you, although something happened to me, it was already a year ago."
"And even if something happens, just go out and shout. Don't worry about ghosts and monsters. You will get rid of this weird situation."
"I'll give you the key. I'll leave if nothing happens."
"Call me if you need anything."
After saying that, the landlord walked out of the room directly, quite vigorously.
There was no rental contract signed and no other details.
As long as you pay first, everything will be easy.
This is also the reason why Yang Shu rents here. After all, he doesn't want his identity information to be left on any paper.
The most important thing is that Yang Shu has felt a change since entering this house.
Those who have been peering at themselves in the dark.
Gone.
Although the red shadow that flashed in the haunted house just now made Yang Shu a little scared, it was better than the ubiquitous cold sight.