Dachang City, at this time, the sky was shrouded in a blue-grey black mist. Under this black mist, hungry ghosts roamed freely, and the living people were forbidden to move. A sense of despair pervaded Dachang City.
The screams of adults, the cries of children, the curses of the elderly and the cries for help of women echoed in various areas of Dachang City.
This is a dying city, if no one saves it...
Guanjiang Community
At this time, the Guanjiang community was pitch dark, with the lights in every household turned out, making it look lifeless.
And sitting indoors in a high-rise building in the community, uncontrollable crying came from inside. It was a couple. At this time, a body was placed in front of them, covered with a white cloth, and a light was burned next to it.
Two candles.
They are Wang Bin and Wang Haiyan, and the corpse on the ground is Wang Shanshan. Because Yang Jian hanged himself, Wang Shanshan, who was a ghost slave of Yang Jian, also died. It was not considered dead, but just temporarily dead.
As long as Yang Jian lives, Wang Shanshan will also live.
The surroundings were dark, with only the two candles next to Wang Shanshan's body flickering with faint light. Wang Bin looked at his daughter's body, his face full of sadness and fear. The sadness was because his daughter was dead, and the fear was because of the ghosts in the community.
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Wang Haiyan's eyes were red and swollen, her lips were trembling, and her eyes were full of tears. She was crying while looking at the body of her daughter Wang Shanshan.
The atmosphere was a bit strange, no one spoke, and except for Wang Haiyan's cry, there was no other sound...
In Wang Shanshan's boudoir, there are some books, some compact girls' products, and several photos on a desk. Among them are photos of Wang Shanshan and her parents. In the photos, Wang Shanshan smiles very sweetly, and there are several photos.
These are photos of Wang Shanshan herself. Without exception, she is smiling brightly in the photos.
At the very edge of the desk, there is a large group photo, which includes Wang Shanshan, Miao Xiaoshan, Zhao Lei, Zhang Wei, Yang Jian, and Lin Qian...
This is the class photo of Wang Shanshan at No. 7 High School. It was taken before the college entrance examination. Everyone in the photo is sunny, including Yang Jian, including Lin Qian...
This is their best memory, of course this does not include Lin Qian.
Wang Haiyan was still crying in the living room, but unknown changes were taking place in Wang Shanshan's boudoir. The photo of Wang Shanshan's class was turning gray bit by bit as time went by.
The speed of changes in the photos is getting faster and faster as time goes by, and a strange scene also appears on the photos.
In the photo, the students who were originally smiling gradually became expressionless and numb. As the photo turned gray, the scene in the photo was changing.
As the change deepened, Lin Qian's eyes suddenly moved in the photo. The moment the change appeared, a pale hand stretched out from the photo, then his head, and then his entire body.
As the figure walked out, the photo began to turn into ashes. Lin Qian raised his head and looked around, rubbing his eyebrows, his head still hurt.
Lin Qian looked around and found that it was just a girl's room. She turned to look at the desk. Lin Qian saw Wang Shanshan's photo and immediately understood that he was just there:
"Oh~"
"It turns out to be Wang Shanshan's house. It seems that they have arrived at Guanjiang Community. I didn't expect that Wang Shanshan would bring her class photos with her when she moved. This is really convenient for me..."
Thinking of this, Lin Qian smiled, rubbed her eyebrows, and walked out of the room. From the photo, Lin Qian heard crying. Originally, Lin Qian thought who was crying so sadly, as if her daughter had died.
Now that I think about it, my daughter is dead.
As Lin Qian walked towards the living room, the heartbroken crying suddenly stopped. At this time, Wang Bin and his wife in the living room, their eyes full of fear, looked at their daughter's room, their faces
Full of fear.
Because just now, they heard a footstep, a footstep that shouldn't have been there. You know this was on the seventh floor. How could there be footsteps suddenly appearing in their daughter's room?
Wang Bin and his wife listened to the footsteps in their daughter's room, and their bodies began to tremble. They knew that at this time, it was impossible for someone to appear silently in their daughter's room. If it was not a person, then
It can only be a ghost!
When they thought of this, the two of them trembled one after another. They said nothing and slowly began to retreat. They didn't even care about their daughter's body. It was important to save their lives now.
When Lin Qian heard the cry that suddenly stopped, she knew that Wang Shanshan's parents had discovered her and that they had been frightened by her. She rubbed her brows with helplessness on her face, walked over, opened the door to the room, and came to the living room.
As soon as she arrived in the living room, Lin Qian saw Wang Shanshan's body covered with white cloth on the ground, and also saw Wang Bin and his wife huddled in the corner. She rubbed her eyebrows:
"It seems that he was scared to death."
However, Lin Qian didn't care too much. He walked to the light switch and turned on all the lights. Instantly, the whole living room became brighter.
At this time, Wang Bin and his wife were heartbroken. Just now they saw a dark figure walking out of their daughter's room, which scared them so much that they almost fainted.
Then, Wang Bin saw the figure slowly approaching them. When he saw the figure approaching, Wang Bin was ready to fight this ghost, but then Wang Bin saw the figure turn on the light in the living room...
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The moment the light appeared, Wang Bin and his wife closed their eyes subconsciously. This was caused by not seeing strong light for too long. Being stimulated by the strong light was an instinctive reaction.
When Wang Bin and his wife got used to the light in the living room, they were stunned when they saw a pale young man squatting next to their daughter, lifting the white cloth covering their daughter's head with his hands.
When Wang Bin saw this young man, his eyes were a little unbelievable. He opened his mouth and finally spit out two words:
"Lin Qian?!"
Lin Qian, who was looking at Wang Shanshan's body at this time, heard Wang Bin calling him, raised his head and looked over:
"Uncle Wang, it seems you still know me."
After saying that, he covered the white cloth back, clapped his hands and stood up, then rubbed his eyebrows again, his head really hurt.
After Wang Bin confirmed that the young man in front of him was Lin Qianhou, the look of disbelief on his face became even stronger:
"Lin Qian, it's really you, why do you appear here?"
Lin Qian rubbed his eyebrows, looked around, and said casually:
"I'll come as soon as I want."
After saying that, he ignored Wang Bin and walked to the window. He opened the curtains. It was dark outside and the community was silent. Occasionally, you could see a few babies with purple skin crawling on the ground.