"What did you mean when you said the people upstairs are coming down? Who are those people upstairs?"
Grandma's only remaining cloudy eye looked outside.
"They are not human."
Chu Ping took a breath, not because of anything else, but because he didn't expect that grandma would be so direct.
"Not a human? What is that?"
In fact, Chu Ping was already prepared to see ghosts when he entered the community. After all, in his knowledge, the person in the Weird Tales Association had at least one weird existence in him.
If that were the case, it wouldn't be surprising if this neighborhood turned into a ghost.
"Hey, what else could it be?" The one-eyed grandma brought a glass of water to Chu Ping, "They are the people who ran into the black mist before. They would come out of the room before nine o'clock in the evening, and then repeat the previous actions.
, as if something in the black fog is attracting them."
The one-eyed grandma pushed the cup full of water in front of Chu Ping.
"Young man, I think you are thirsty. Please drink a glass of water."
Chu Ping took the water glass from the one-eyed grandma and silently placed it on the coffee table in front of him.
The strong air freshener could not cover up the faint smell of corpse, which made Chu Ping feel uncomfortable.
"Didn't Grandma just say that those who ran into the black mist didn't come out again? Why are they in the building?"
"That was their home. About a month ago, there was a sudden noise from the door on the third floor. No one had lived in that room for a long time, so when there was a door opening upstairs, we thought it was a new resident who had moved in.
I didn’t pay much attention to it at first, but from that day on, the building began to become extremely lively, with people meeting outside and walking around every day.”
When the one-eyed grandma said this, she paused for a moment. She seemed to realize that Chu Ping had not drank the glass of water, so she opened her mouth and urged him again.
"Drink the water quickly. It should be hot while it's hot. If it gets cold, it won't taste good."
Chu Ping only felt that the one-eyed grandma's words were a bit strange, but before he could ask anything, he felt as if there was something extra in his hand.
"Drink it while it's hot, otherwise it won't taste good."
The one-eyed grandma's voice still echoed in Chu Ping's ears.
Chu Ping lowered his head and looked down. The water glass he had just placed on the coffee table was stuffed back into his hand at some point.
"Um……"
"Drink it while it's hot, otherwise it won't taste good."
Chu Ping looked up at the one-eyed grandma, and saw that her only remaining eye seemed to be full of expectation.
"What is she expecting? Is she expecting me to drink water?"
Chu Ping lowered his head calmly and looked at the water glass in his hand.
The water in the water glass seemed a little turbid, and a black thread was rising and falling in it, as if a drowning person was shouting for help.
"Isn't it normal for people to move around?"
Chu Ping was worried that the one-eyed grandma would continue talking, so he hurriedly changed the subject.
"I felt the same way at first. The old man wanted to go out and have a look, but I didn't let him go. But then I noticed the difference. Those people only started to come out after nine o'clock in the evening. By then, the black fog had already appeared outside.
They started moving again, and it was then that the old man and I realized that those people might not be the new residents, but they were probably the ones who had rushed into the black mist before and never came back.
"Later, I was really curious, so at nine o'clock, I secretly pushed the door open a crack. The scene outside at that time was probably the most terrifying scene I have ever seen in my life."
The one-eyed grandma did not feel scared when she recalled the scene she saw at that time. Instead, she seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with her.
Chu Ping listened carefully.
"Those people should be the ones who ran into the black mist back then, but they came back in another way. From what Grandma said, they seem to still have the obsession they had when they were alive, and would rush in at nine o'clock every night.
In the black mist...what is there that attracts them? Could it be related to the Weird Tales Association?"
Chu Ping felt that his guess was correct.
"At that time, there seemed to be wind blowing outside, and everything was pitch black, as if it was wrapped in a thick layer of black mist. The footsteps I heard before came from that mist. At that time,
I lay down at the crack of the door and could see clearly
, there were occasionally pale human faces sticking out of the mist, and those pupils full of white, I can still recall, it looked at me like that, I felt like something was inside my body
It seems like something is going to be sucked away by it."
Chu Ping was shocked by the one-eyed grandmother's experience.
"Hmm...Grandma, I want to ask you, does Building C in the community have thirty-one floors?"
As soon as Chu Ping finished speaking, Grandma's hand trembled slightly.
"Building C is on the 31st floor?" The one-eyed grandma exhaled slowly, "No one has heard of Building C on the 31st floor for a long time."
After Chu Ping heard this, he immediately became interested.
"What's going on?"
"It was just a legend, a legend from a long time ago. But later on, everyone who knew about it died, so no one knew about it."
The one-eyed grandma's voice was still so calm, and she glanced at Chu Ping.
"The water has cooled down. I'll get you another drink."
The one-eyed grandma ignored Chu Ping's objections and took the cup from his hand, then slowly walked into the kitchen.
"They are all dead? Why do I feel that this is wrong? Or maybe it is."
Chu Ping's eyes were fixed on the kitchen where the one-eyed grandma walked in, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
There was a sound of banging something in the kitchen. Although Chu Ping was curious, he did not dare to act rashly. He just silently took out the black stick from his waist and at the same time placed a red background photo on the coffee table in front of him.
superior.
"Grandma, do you need my help?"
Chu Ping stood up and walked slowly towards the kitchen.
The kitchen door was ajar, and the clanking noises inside continued, as if they had no intention of stopping.
Chu Ping was now at the door of the kitchen, peeking inside secretly, only to see a round plastic doll's head lying there, with the eyes of the head looking in the direction where Chu Ping was standing.
The plastic head looked straight at Chu Ping, sending chills down his spine.
Chu Ping shivered and did not dare to look into those eyes.
Turning his eyes on the one-eyed grandma, he saw that she was holding a kitchen knife as if she was chopping something on the chopping board.
"Pah——"
Once, twice, three times...
After the thing was ready, Chu Ping could see clearly what it was.
