Chapter 59: The Children, I’m Back
Liu Haoyu’s expression was a little dazed as he looked at the backpack on the ground.
He had thought that the people outside would find a way to locate him.
But he didn’t expect… for them to directly throw his backpack in.
However, with the backpack now…
Heh heh~
Liu Haoyu stopped dwelling on why the backpack was in this place and, without a word, grabbed the fire axe hanging next to it.
He was about to unzip it to take out the gas mask.
But as soon as he opened the backpack, the first thing he saw was a white note.
Written on the note was a line of bloody text.
“That dead cat has some rudimentary skills, so there’s no way they can get in for a while.”
“So we sent your weapon in first.”
“Oh, and I suggest you hurry. If all else fails, just kill everyone inside. Because we can’t guarantee which Qin Liu will be looking for you when they charge in later.”
“—Your loving Red Gate (づ￣ 3￣)づ”
Looking at the bloody text on the note, Liu Haoyu couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat.
Ignoring the last sentence, the man silently put on the gas mask.
You know, being a bad guy is a lot simpler than being a good guy.
The rules of this twisted game actually made a lot of sense.
But time was short and the mission was urgent, Liu Haoyu didn’t want to reason with ghosts.
The man wearing the gas mask almost blended in with the surrounding dark environment.
Especially with the fire axe, which was flashing with a sharp cold glint, making Liu Haoyu feel a sense of familiarity, as if he were seeing his own home in this apartment.
“Children, I’m back.”
The man wearing the gas mask let out a strange and chilling laugh in the dark first-floor lobby.
It was hard not to suspect that he was the real murderer in the apartment.
Liu Haoyu, wearing the mask, returned to the third floor.
The corridor was empty, with no one in sight.
The world became exceptionally quiet.
But at the stairwell leading to the fourth floor, Liu Haoyu saw a woman.
To be precise, it was a ghost that had been cut into several pieces and then stitched back together with thread.
Her resentful gaze was fixed on Liu Haoyu, but he didn’t panic. Instead, he took out three Zhenlei Talismans from his pocket.
The female ghost withdrew her gaze.
The scene began to change, time and space distorted, and the dilapidated, desolate house transformed into a bright, well-lit nightclub.
The noisy shouts, the loud drinking games, and the various coquettish voices made Liu Haoyu frown slightly.
The original female ghost had transformed into a young delinquent.
She had strangely colored hair, wore a mini-skirt that barely covered her hips, and her upper body was just a low-cut, navel-baring top.
Just as Liu Haoyu thought she was trying some honey trap, he suddenly felt her arm around a man’s arm by her side.
Looking at the man’s face, Liu Haoyu, hidden behind his mask, suddenly smiled.
As he had told Qiu Leling before.
Human hearts are far more terrifying than ghosts…
—
In room 304 in the middle of the third floor, Xu Wenbing and his five companions were fearfully bracing themselves against the iron door.
Listening to the frantic banging from outside, Xu Wenbing’s palms were already drenched in sweat.
Xu Wenbing looked through the peephole again.
The person standing outside was a woman he knew all too well.
Every night, he dreamt of this woman with a purple face and covered in blood.
Hadn’t she already died?!
Xu Wenbing cried out in his heart.
But he didn’t forget to remind his companions.
“Quick, quick, brace the door!”
“As long as this door isn’t kicked open, we’re safe!”
“Keep pushing! Keep pushing!”
The banging outside suddenly stopped. After the vibration of the iron door behind them disappeared, Xu Wenbing and his companions couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Are we… safe?
“Thump…”
Just then, heavy footsteps suddenly sounded.
Each step was like a pendulum hitting the ground, causing the ground to tremble.
The strange and terrifying sound made Xu Wenbing look through the peephole again.
The woman outside had disappeared.
In her place was a face covered in blood.
No… not just one, but many!
They were all people who had died in this apartment!
The stitched-together human skin shriveled, like a completely dried-out orange peel.
The empty eye sockets, devoid of eyeballs, were dark and looked so disgusting and terrifying.
“Bang!!”
With just one kick, the nearly two-meter-tall monster kicked open the iron door.
The two people bracing the door were instantly crushed into meat paste.
As Xu Wenbing had retreated in time, he narrowly escaped.
Seeing the fierce ghost that had charged into the room, he quickly fled towards the depths of the house.
But his companions were not so lucky.
In just a single encounter, the faces on the monster’s body stretched out and madly devoured the bodies of the remaining three people.
“Ahhhhhh!!!”
Compared to the two who were directly crushed to death, the fate of these three was indeed extremely tragic.
They could only watch as they were gnawed into pieces bit by bit, their consciousness remaining perfectly clear until the moment of their death.
The grotesque faces feasted greedily. After finishing with the three, they stared intently at Xu Wenbing, who was still running towards the inner rooms, with a smile that was neither a smile nor a frown.
“Help… help me!”
But there was no other way out of the room, and Xu Wenbing was finally cornered.
He could only watch as the monster approached him step by step.
“Zhenlei Talisman!”
At this moment, a bolt of lightning flashed.
This stitched-up monster was not the female ghost’s 伥鬼 (chāng guǐ – ghost of a person killed by a tiger or wolf, used to lure others to their doom), so it was very powerful.
But for Liu Haoyu, just one Zhenlei Talisman was enough to scatter its soul.
Under the lightning, several wronged souls devoured by it also turned to ashes.
Before Xu Wenbing could feel relieved from surviving a disaster,
A man wearing a gas mask and holding a fire axe entered the bedroom.
Xu Wenbing couldn’t see who was under the mask, but he could still clearly feel the other party assessing him.
Who is he?
This man wearing the gas mask, just standing there, was enough to send shivers down one’s spine.
“Hello, dear murderer.”
A low voice came from beneath the mask.
This made Xu Wenbing’s body tremble.
He said with feigned bravery,
“What are you talking about? Who comes here without a few lives on their hands?”
“Oh?” the masked man said with a smile. “Then you should recognize a guest who doesn’t belong here, right? That is, the victim from the first night… No, that’s not right. Perhaps she was already dead before we came here.”
“You, what are… what are you talking about?”
“Nothing. However, I am a person of my word. If I say I can guarantee you’ll get out alive, then I can guarantee you’ll get out alive.”
Hearing this, Xu Wenbing suddenly understood and pointed at the other person.
“It’s you?!”
