Chu Ping couldn't hold himself any longer and rushed directly to the door, but the door had been locked by the third aunt. Chu Ping turned twice but didn't open it. He saw that the third aunt, Han Yanyan and the third uncle were all moving towards the door.
He walked over, and his greedy eyes made Chu Ping feel scared.
Without stopping, Chu Ping suddenly pulled out the stick from his lower back and slammed it against the door lock.
"Bang-bang-bang-"
The door lock was broken violently by Chu Ping, and then he kicked it violently, and the door opened in response.
Seeing the door that had been opened, Chu Ping rushed into the corridor without saying a word, and disappeared into the darkness without looking back, regardless of whether Han Sanpin's family was catching up behind him.
Chu Ping rushed to the stairs, but the sight in front of him made him have the urge to go back.
I saw a little fire coming from the corner of the stairs. Chu Pingyuan was already frightened by Han Sanpin, but now he saw such a strange fire, which really made his little heart unbearable.
Chu Ping cautiously walked toward the fire, only to see a fat body squatting there. There was a burning brazier in front of him, and some white paper money was scattered around the brazier.
The fat man was throwing white paper money into the brazier while laughing there. The man's laughter was very scary, making people's hair stand on end.
"Jiejiejie, it's all yours, it's all yours, all this money is yours."
Chu Ping frowned. He felt that there seemed to be abnormal things everywhere this night.
"Burning paper money here in the middle of the night...I don't believe you if you say there's no problem."
Chu Ping raised the stick in his hand, ready to strike first.
At this moment, a sudden wind blew away the white paper money around the brazier, revealing the black and white photo frame hidden inside.
The firelight reflected on the black and white photo frame, and Chu Ping could clearly see the person inside, who clearly looked like himself.
Chu Ping was stunned and couldn't bring his raised hand down. At this time, the fat man was still mumbling.
"Jiejiejie, it's all yours, it's all yours..."
"He's burning paper money for me?"
Seeing others burning paper money for him in front of him, when he thought of this, Chu Ping felt that his body was getting cold from the inside out.
Chu Ping swallowed, and then backed away little by little. He was not ready to provoke this big brother. After all, Chu Ping now had no one to rely on.
With Qi Ming on the phone, Chu Ping would not let him out unless it was absolutely necessary.
The man burning the paper money was at the corner of the stairs leading upstairs, and Chu Ping was about to go downstairs.
When he was in Han Sanpin's room just now, Chu Ping looked outside and knew that the entire community seemed to be shrouded in darkness. The look reminded him of Jinhua Community after half past nine.
Chu Ping is only focused on escaping for his life now, and will make other plans after it is safe.
As the stairs went down, Chu Ping's messy footsteps echoed throughout the corridor.
Chu Ping, who had just walked out of the stairs, was stunned again, because not far away from him, there was a figure of a fat man squatting there, burning paper money and smiling slyly.
Chu Ping glanced at the sign in the corridor, which read "3". Chu Ping shivered because that was the floor of Han Sanpin's house. In other words, Chu Ping was now back to where he started.
Chu Ping frowned, and continued walking down with some disbelief. However, when he reached the end, there was still a fat man burning paper money and smiling slyly, and the sign next to it was still the same.
The number "3".
"Ghost hits the wall?"
Chu Ping looked at the man who was burning paper money. It seemed that he had only one way to go now, and that was to continue upward.
"Recently, I seem to have a strange bond with climbing stairs."
Chu Ping smiled bitterly and climbed up bravely. When he climbed to the side of the fat man, Chu Ping patted the man on the shoulder.
"Brother, please give way, I'm a little in the way."
It seemed that the man who was burning paper money did not expect that someone would take the initiative to talk to him. He was stunned at first, then slowly turned his head, and a bloodless face appeared in front of Chu Ping.
Chu Ping glanced at the man and then pushed him aside.
"You can't scare anyone like this."
Chu Ping ignored the man and rushed upstairs.
In the past few days, the last thing Chu Ping faced was a strange existence. The big brother who was burning paper money just now was obviously just an ordinary ghost who came out to scare people. Such scenes were not strange to Chu Ping.
Yes.
The man who burned the paper money seemed to be insulted and stopped burning it before. He held the brazier and ran in the direction Chu Ping left, as if he wanted to avenge his shame.
Now Chu Ping just wanted to get out from here, so he didn't pay attention to the middle-aged man following behind him.
The building where Han Sanpin lived had only six floors, which made Chu Ping relieved. Like Jinhua Community, there was no elevator on the 30th floor, so Chu Ping could probably jump directly from the window.
Chu Ping recalled that he was planning to jump out of the window in Han Sanpin's room just now, but suddenly he saw a yellow figure flash outside and then disappeared into the night.
"That yellow figure looks very familiar. He seemed to be the one who pulled me out of the illusion before. What is his purpose in doing this?"
While Chu Ping was thinking, he also went up to the sixth floor.
Coming up from the stairs, he happened to see the door of a house on the sixth floor open. Chu Ping hesitated for a moment, and then entered the door.
The door was closed after Chu Ping entered. The poor middle-aged man was rushing here with a brazier. Just when he was about to catch up with Chu Ping, the door was closed, completely blocking him out.
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The man stamped his feet angrily, then simply placed the brazier in front of the door of the sixth-floor resident, and then let out a strange "Jie Jie Jie" laugh again.
White paper money flutters like flying snowflakes.
Chu Ping naturally didn't know what was going on outside the door. His attention was now completely focused on the room on the sixth floor. He was very familiar with this room because all the decorations in the room were the same as those in his own home. There was a table in the center of the living room.
There is a white table with a glass of water on it. There is a clock hanging on the wall next to the kitchen. The actual time on it is half past three.
Chu Ping frowned, and there was a tingling sensation in his head, as if he had thought of something.
"Thirty-thirty...how could it be half-past three? Shouldn't it be eleven-fifty-eight?"
Chu Ping rubbed his somewhat swollen temples, and then slowly exhaled.
At this moment, a woman's voice suddenly came from the kitchen.
"My dear, you are back."
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