Chapter 652 Blessing
“No one lives there?” The writer was stunned, “Then what’s the matter with the knocking on the wall I heard?”
“I don’t know. "The old lady rummaged through a bunch of keys she carried with her for a long time before taking out a copper key. He handed the key to him and said: "This is the key to your next door. If you don't believe me, just go and take a look."
Seeing the old lady's vow, the writer had nothing to say until he came back in the evening. He reached into his pocket for his keys and found two keys.
He immediately recognized that the old-style copper key among them was the one the landlady had given him this morning, saying it was from the next room.
He slowly shifted his gaze and looked at the door not far away. Suddenly, a strong attraction attracted him, as if someone was whispering in his ear, driving him to open the door.
So the writer immediately threw away the copper key and threw it far away. Then he used his own key to open the door of his room, then quickly closed the door and locked it.
"Something is not right here, I will move out tomorrow." The writer said to himself in his heart.
While writing a book at night, he suddenly thought that tomorrow was his good friend’s birthday, so he turned on his computer camera and recorded a blessing video in the study room.
After deciding to send it on time at 12 o'clock, the writer yawned and went back to the bedroom to rest.
In recent days, he seemed to have been having problems with his body. He suffered from backache and back pain, especially his two shoulders, which seemed to be dislocated and unable to use any strength at all.
Not long after he fell asleep, he was awakened by a shrill ringtone of the phone. He took the phone in a daze, and as soon as he connected it, his friend's voice came from the other side.
It’s the friend whose birthday it is.
Before he even opened his mouth to bless him, the person on the other side began to scold him in a complaining tone. He sounded not only unhappy but also full of anger, and he even heard a hint of fear.
“Why are you posting something like this in the middle of the night?” My friend asked in a breathy voice, “I know you write supernatural novels, but you can’t joke like this, you know?”
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The writer was confused when asked, "What did I post?"
He really just recorded a blessing video.
“You’re still pretending to be stupid with me, come on, I’ll send it to you and you can take a look for yourself.” My friend said, “I’m telling you, I just took my girlfriend to watch it together, and now she’s noisy It’s up to you to break up with me!”
Not long after he finished speaking, a video was uploaded to his mobile phone. The writer clicked to play. The video started with the writer sitting in front of the computer in the study, talking about the old man. Set of blessings.
But just 10 seconds later, suddenly, the writer's pupils froze, and he saw a black shadow on the wall behind him.
But this is definitely not his shadow!
His shadow also remained on the wall, and that shadow was located far higher than him.
As the video progressed, a more terrifying scene happened. The shadow began to slowly shake, but it was not shaking like an ordinary left and right, but swinging like a pendulum clock.
As the black shadow swings to its highest point, a familiar voice comes from the video.
“Boom.”
"Boom."
The moment the sound sounded, the writer's hair stood on end.
It was exactly the same as what he heard at night!
The video ended in a hurry, but the writer's peripheral vision flashed, as if he had discovered something. He started dragging the progress bar and debugging repeatedly. Finally, the video screen was frozen at the end, the moment he stood up.
In the blurry picture, a pair of cold and livid feet stepped on his shoulders.
His thoughts came together instantly, and he immediately figured out what the swaying black shadow that appeared at the beginning of the video was.
That's a person.
The man hanging from the ceiling!
Due to their position, those dead feet happened to step on his shoulders.
The so-called "dong dong" sound is the sound of the body hanging from the ceiling hitting the wall when it swings.
The problem was not the one next door at all, but his room!
“Boom.”
The writer’s hand shook and he immediately looked up in the direction of the study.
“Boom.”
“Boom.”
The sound is getting faster and closer. This time it is not from the video, but real, coming from the direction of the study.
“Squeak——”
The writer watched helplessly as the bedroom door was pushed open, and then half of a pale face poked out from behind the door.
This is a story told by a tall and lanky man. After the man finished telling it, the scene was completely silent. The fat man's face twitched suddenly, as if he was out of control.
It seems that telling this story is also a torture for the man. After he finished telling it, he stopped talking and stood there alone, not knowing what he was thinking.
"I'll talk next." Seeing that no one was speaking, the woman in red spoke. Her eyes were beautiful, but they gave people a hollow feeling.
“The name of this story is called Promise.”
“Xiaolan has an enviable career and a boyfriend who dotes on her very much. Compared with her peers, she is very Happiness."
"But all this was ruined after an accident. The leg was seriously injured, and the doctor even informed her that she was in danger of amputation. From then on, she could only sit in a wheelchair and stay at home to rest."
"Her temper became more and more irritable until there was a problem. One day, she was on the balcony and saw another girl upstairs."
"That is a very clean girl. The sunlight shines on her body, making her skin glow white. For several days, Xiaolan can see her at a fixed time."
"And slowly , the other party seemed to have noticed her, and the two began to communicate with simple gestures."
"From the communication, Xiaolan learned that the girl's situation was more pitiful than her own. She had been disabled since she was a child. Her family was worried about her, so they kept her at home alone and wouldn't let her go out."
"Xiaolan encouraged her and said, it's okay, the outside world is very exciting, so she must do it. Get out of the room and take a look outside."
"And he also promised that if she can overcome her fear and come out, then she will be invited to my home."
"As the days passed, Xiaolan's condition gradually improved. Even the doctor was surprised by her recovery."
"My mother was also happy for Xiaolan. Xiaolan said to her mother, it was the other side The encouragement from the girl upstairs brought her out of the gloom, and she said that when her leg was completely healed, she would invite the girl to her home at one o'clock. "
" But that evening, Xiaolan was reading a book. At that time, my mother suddenly came back with a strange look on her face. Xiaolan said: Where is the girl you saw on the opposite floor? "
"The 13th floor." Xiaolan said with a smile: "It's the one where the curtains are not opened very much."< br>
“My mother’s face turned pale after hearing this. After a long time, she said in a concerned and trembling voice: Lanlan, you can't scare mom. I asked someone when I was shopping for groceries today. There used to be a girl in that house, but something happened later. ”
"I heard that she was killed by her boyfriend because of a relationship dispute. He was almost chopped off from the waist down, and then the body was hidden in the house. After waiting for a long time, the neighbor called the police after smelling the stench. I heard that they went there. By then the bodies were rotting together with the bed." (End of Chapter)