Phantom Skeleton Painting

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After a night of tossing, Ji Leshui's spirit has reached the extreme. Lin Banxia was originally worried that he wanted to go to see an agent with him, but Ji Leshui refused.

"You don't need to accompany me, I'll do it alone. You haven't slept all night, so find a place to rest." Ji Leshui changed his clothes and took the key to Lin Banxia Road, "but don't sleep here Well, I ’m afraid you ’re alone at home. ”

"I'm fine." Lin Banxia said, "Do you really want me to accompany you?"

"No." Ji Leshui grinned reluctantly, but this smile was particularly ugly. It's better not to laugh. "I'm a big man anyway. Even if I'm afraid at night, maybe I'm afraid during the day?" Nodded at Lin Banxia and turned away.

Lin Banxia looked at his back with a complicated look. At that time, he invited Ji Leshui to live. It was originally out of good intentions, and he wanted to help his friend save 2,000 yuan per month. , Something like this happened.

Today is a cloudy day, cold wind, no warmth in early spring.

The trees in the community are evergreen, but they are also lush, but I do not know why the shade is shivering in the cold. The whole community at first glance looks like a faded old photo, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

After Ji Leshui left, Lin Banxia re-examined the glass window. The glass window was clean and no trace of blood could be seen. It was like everything experienced last night, just Lin Banxia ’s illusion.

Lin Banxia stared at the window for a while, seeing nothing wrong, his stomach happened to be hungry again, so he turned into the kitchen and cooked a little bit of noodles.

He finished his noodles and took a nap on the sofa again. He was half asleep and half awake, but he heard his phone ringing.

Take it over and find out that it was Ji Leshui.

"Hey, Leshui?" Lin Banxia said, "What's wrong?"

Ji Leshui's voice was hoarse, with deep despair, he said: "Banxia, ​​please come out of the house quickly, don't live there, how can there live people there."

Lin Banxia said, "What's wrong?"

"I came out to meet the agent and asked about the situation of the community." Ji Leshui said, "He said that the community is unoccupied !!!"

"No one lives? What do you mean?" Lin Banxia didn't understand.

"The intermediary said that the nearby cemetery is too expensive, and some rich people choose a new community and set aside a few buildings for the ashes for the ashes. The community you bought was originally small and the location was again On the other hand, the people who still rely on the mountains and the water have been erected in several buildings ... "Ji Leshui said, his voice trembling uncontrollably." No wonder we have no one upstairs or downstairs. It ’s all ashes, just two of us living there. "

Lin Banxia was also stunned. He wondered if there was anything wrong with this house so cheap, but it was clear in the contract that if it was a haunted house, it could be claimed directly, but he never thought that this house was not a haunted house , But all the neighbors are living tombs with ashes.

"I'm looking at the house." Ji Leshui whispered, "When you're done, you can move out from there ..." He finished and hung up the phone.

Lin Banxia looked at the darkened screen and didn't make a sound for a long while. He circled the customer room and didn't feel anything unusual. It was just a normal living room except for a little colder. But is it really like Ji Leshui said, this house really cannot live? Lin Banxia thought for a long time and suddenly remembered something, then took the key and turned to go out the door.

Lin Banxia walked two steps along the corridor and stopped in front of the door next door. He hesitated for a moment and raised his hand to knock on the door next door.

Boom boom, a clear knock on the door echoed in the corridor, but the door did not open.

Lin Banxia was a bit disappointed. A few days ago, he saw the house next to them coming in a family. Although he did not see the head of the household, the door was indeed opened. Could it be that the head of the household is not at home, or that he has not lived in, and only comes over occasionally?

Lin Banxia thought about it in his heart and knocked again. Unexpectedly, as soon as he put his hand up, he heard a crunch, and the door in front of him opened.

Lin Banxia thought it was the door opened by the head of the household, but he saw no one seeing through the whole door gap.

"Anyone?" Cried hesitantly. Lin Banxia pulled the door handle and opened the door in front of him. He also saw the outermost living room.

There was no one in the living room, not even a TV, and only a simple table and chairs and a sofa were placed, which was simpler than Lin Banxia's house. Because there are so few things, Lin Banxia saw the strange objects in the corner of the living room at a glance. There are many black boxes of various sizes, which are neatly arranged like corners in the corners, some standing, some lying, and arranged neatly in the corners. On the far left of the box, stood a red woman with her back to Lin Banxia. The woman was wearing a big red ancient wedding dress and an exaggerated phoenix crown, which looked very weird.

"Hello, your door is not closed." Lin Banxia yelled into the room, trying to attract the owner's attention.

The owner was indifferent to Lin Banxia's voice and still turned his back to him.

"Hello?" Lin Banxia was a little strange. "Can you hear me?"

no respond.

Thinking about something wrong, Lin Banxia hesitated for a moment, or stepped into the house, he called loudly while walking, but no matter what he said, the woman in front of him with his back turned No response was given.

Lin Banxia felt vaguely in her heart. When she came to the back of the woman, she gently patted her shoulder and said, "Girl, are you okay?"

The woman does not speak.

Lin Banxia leaned over and wanted to see the woman's face. However, as soon as his head stretched forward, he heard a clicking sound, and the woman's head fell from her neck like this, grunting. Lulu rolled to the feet of Lin Banxia. The woman's cheeks are full of bright makeup, the corners of her mouth are stiffly curved, her lifeless eyes are intertwined with Lin Banxia's eyes.

Lin Banxia froze for three seconds before reacting to what happened. Only these three seconds were enough for him to see clearly that the head under his feet was not a human head, but a plastic female model. This plastic model looks very realistic, and at first glance looks exactly like humans. As soon as her head fell, the beautiful phoenix crest fell to the ground, and her long black hair was thick and thick, covering the floor in front of her like a cobweb.

Lin Banxia and the head under his feet looked at each other for a moment, bent down to pick her up, but just touching her skin with her fingertips, a soft and cold voice came from the door: "What are you doing?"

Lin Banxia looked up and saw the man who had had a relationship in the elevator before.

Today, he did n’t carry a black box, and he also changed to a black trench coat, but his face was still not very good-looking, and there was no trace of blood in the pale. "What are you doing?" As he spoke, he threw his hand into the pocket of his side. Lin Banxia noticed that it seemed to be two dice.

"Sorry !!" Lin Banxia immediately straightened up and explained, "I saw that your door was not closed ... I thought something was wrong, so I came in and looked at it."

The man looked at Lin Banxia, ​​and his eyes were strange, as if he was looking at them and evaluating. Lin Banxia didn't dare to speak because of a loss, so the atmosphere remained silent for a minute.

A minute later, the man opened his mouth again and said something, but it was only his words that made Lin Banxia not quite understand. The man said, "After entering this house, you have nothing to do?"

Lin Banxia somehow: "What do you want to do?"

The man frowned, and suddenly strode to Lin Banxia's eyes. The distance was close to the point where the two almost touched their noses. Lin Banxia was startled. Big eyes squinted with men. At such a short distance, he could see almost every eyelash of a man, and his eyes seemed to be different from those of ordinary people. The dark lines could not clearly see the lines of his pupils, like the dark black sea.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and the man took a step back, holding his chest with both hands: "Did you see this model?"

Lin Banxia said: "Ah ...? Look, see."

The man said, "You have nothing to do?"

Lin Banxia somehow: "Do? What?"

The man did not answer the question: "You live next door, right?"

Lin Banxia said, "Yeah ..."

The man said: "How long have you moved in?"

Lin Banxia said, "One week."

The man said: "When are you going to move out?"

This is really strange, Lin Banxia said: "I didn't plan to move out ..."

The man said, "Why not move out?"

Lin Banxia thought for a while and said, "Because there are some reasons for sadness."

The man heard silence for a moment, perhaps thinking that Lin Banxia had a moving story, and there was more temperature in his voice: "What is the reason for sadness?"

Lin Banxia quietly spit out a word: "Poor."

the man:"……"

Lin Banxia: "..."

Awkward silence spread between the two.

Just when Lin Banxia thought about whether he should say goodbye, the man finally said something, and he said, "There is enough sadness for this reason."

Lin Banxia's eyes were slightly moist. Do you think there is something more terrible than poverty in the world? At present, it is gone.

Probably do not want to continue to spread the sorrow, the man changed the topic: "Are you coming to see me something?"

Lin Banxia said, "Oh, there seems to be something wrong in my house, is it in your house?"

The man said, "What's wrong?"

Lin Banxia said: "My roommate said haunted."

The man said, "I don't believe in ghosts."

Lin Banxia smiled bitterly: "Also."

"However." The man said, "You are very interesting, maybe I can invite you to a meal and listen to you carefully, what is wrong." He said, reaching out to Lin Banxia, ​​"Song Qingluo."

This is the man's name, Qingluo Qingluo, but quite fortune with Banxia, ​​Lin Banxia laughed and took his hand out: "Lin Banxia."

Song Qingluo is a strange person, and the way he speaks can be felt from the room where he lives. He said he wanted to invite Lin Banxia to dinner, and he went into the kitchen on his own in the next moment, and let Lin Banxia sit in the living room.

For the first time, Lin Banxia came to other people's house, and it was not too casual. She had to sit on the sofa and looked around again. The plastic female model whose head just fell suddenly is still lying quietly on the ground with Lin Banxia's big eyes squinting. I wonder if Lin Banxia misread it. The expression of the female model was still smiling just now. At this moment, the corners of his mouth collapsed and became dead and gloomy.

Lin Banxia and her looked at each other for a while, still bent down to pick up the model's head, carefully placed in the corner of the sofa, and then sat on the other side of the sofa. He sat on the sofa doing nothing, and his eyes began to look seriously at the living room.

The large and small boxes placed in the living room almost filled the entire living room. There was a box very close to Lin Banxia. He extended his hand tentatively and gently touched the outer skin of the box, then frowned. , Revealing the color of doubt. At first glance, the skin of this box looks like wood, but it is very soft to the touch.

What's in this box? Lin Banxia was thinking, and suddenly heard a slight noise. He looked up and found that the sound came from a cabinet at the junction of the living room and the balcony. Although the sound was slight, it was a bit harsh. If it must be described, then It was like someone was scratching the cabinet door with sharp nails in the cabinet.

This continuous voice made Lin Banxia unable to ignore it. He sat on the sofa and listened for a few minutes. Finally he couldn't sit still and got up to go to the kitchen.

The kitchen door is frosted glass, locked from the inside. Lin Banxia only heard the sound of cooking inside. He raised his hand and knocked on the glass door. No one answered. Lin Banxia called again: " Mr. Song? "

"What?" Song Qingluo's voice was very low.

"There seems to be something in your closet," Lin Banxia said loudly. "Are you going to come out and see?"

Song Qingluo said something, it was too vague, Lin Banxia failed to hear clearly, and when he asked again, there was no response.

However, the wardrobe in the living room became more and more exaggerated and creaky, as if to break the wardrobe door.

Lin Banxia couldn't help but turned around and walked to the closet, but he hadn't waited for him to respond. The closet door in front of him creaked and opened by himself.

When the closet door opened, the contents inside entered Lin Banxia's vision, which was an altar.

Several red scented candles were lit on the altar. After the scented candles, two ceramic jars were enshrined. This jar Lin Banxia often sees is the most common kind of funeral parlor-ashes. Apart from the altar, Lin Banxia did not find anything in it that could make a sound. He looked around, and soon found scratched blood stains on the door of the closet. The blood stains were long and thick, and the scalp was numb.

Lin Banxia stared at the altar for half a minute, and finally raised his hand silently, closed the closet door, and then returned to the sofa as if nothing had happened, sitting in a daze.

Over there, Song Qingluo finally came out of the kitchen, holding a few hot dishes in his hand. He put the dishes on the table, looked up at Lin Banxia, ​​and signaled him to come over for dinner.

Lin Banxia walked over to the table and said, "I heard a sound in your closet ..."

Song Qingluo was holding his tableware without raising his head: "Oh."

Lin Banxia said cautiously: "Is it a mouse or something?"

Song Qingluo said: "There are no mice in my house."

Lin Banxia said, "Then ..."

Song Qingluo said: "Only ashes cans."

Lin Banxia: "..."

Song Qingluo said: "It stands to reason that the ashes can't ring?"

Lin Banxia had nothing to say.

About Lin Banxia ’s expression was too stunned, so Song Qingluo noticed that he was not speaking correctly, he pondered: "But I am not sure, this urn was left by the landlord. I did n’t move. It wo n’t ring me or say bad. ”

Lin Banxia thought her head was a little dizzy: "The landlord left?"

Song Qingluo said: "Yeah, upstairs and downstairs, the left and right neighbours are all ashes jars. I am more close to this jar, so I rented this one."

Lin Banxia thought that the two words of fate were really wonderful, and he was speechless.

While the two were talking, Song Qingluo handed the chopsticks to Lin Banxia's hand. Lin Banxia held the chopsticks and carried the bowl to start a silent meal.

Song Qingluo's craftsmanship is good, and the fried dishes are all delicious and delicious. Lin Banxia eats very pleasantly, and besides being happy, he chatted about his intentions and said that the house seems not quite right. His roommate I plan to move out.

Lin Banxia said that Song Qingluo listened, but his attention was not on Lin Banxia, ​​but he was seriously thinking about something.

Lin Banxia saw that he had no intention of chatting, so he shut up. The two of them finished a meal in this silent atmosphere. Fortunately, the food tasted good, but it was not too much.

After eating, Lin Banxia was embarrassed to continue to harass, and got up to leave.

When he walked to the door, he heard Song Qingluo whispering behind him, "Don't move."

Lin Banxia surprised and said: "Ah?"

"Can't move." This sentence is too strange. Lin Banxia wanted to ask again, but the door behind him slammed shut.

Lin Banxia stood there for a while before turning around and returning home.

Lin Pinxia is inquiring here, and Ji Leshui has rented a suitable house over there. He couldn't wait to move out and had almost no requirements for the house, so he quickly found a place to live. He called Lin Banxia and told him that he would not go back today and lived in the new house.

Lin Banxia knew that he was in poor condition, and did not say anything, but helped him pack up his clothes and sent them to his new house.

"Banxia, ​​you will live here at night." Ji Le Shui Road, "I don't worry if you live there alone."

"It's okay." Lin Banxia said, "You don't have to worry about me, I haven't seen anything strange yet."

Ji Leshui wanted to persuade him again, but when he saw Lin Banxia's resolute attitude, he had to give up.

When it was getting dark, Lin Banxia went home alone, and the house looked like yesterday. After a simple wash, he slept deep.

Ji Leshui was lying on the sofa in the new house. Although he was a little embarrassed, his heart was still settled. I tossed all night last night, and did not rest during the day. Ji Leshui was already sleepy, but he was still a little afraid that he did not dare to turn off the living room lights.

Lying on the sofa, Ji Leshui's eyes closed murkyly. His consciousness quickly fell into a deep sleep, and everything around him became silent.

Ticking, ticking, ticking, the soft sound of the clock awakened Ji Leshui from his dream. He opened his eyes confusedly and saw a black window with a red dress woman standing in front of it.

Covered with an agitated spirit, Ji Leshui woke up instantly. He initially thought he was dreaming. However, when he rubbed his eyes heavily and faded his last sleepiness, he realized that he was not dreaming.

In the same living room and the same TV show, he actually returned to his previously escaped home and lay on the sofa that he laid down last night. There are still repetitive programs on the TV, and the picture starts to flicker, and the sharp murmurs like crying are coming out from the TV after another.

Ji Leshui trembles all over his body. He stiffens his neck and looks at the window that should be a window, but he sees it as the location of a painting.

The woman who was standing in front of the window just now has pushed open the window and sat with his back to him on the edge of the window. Her hair is extremely long and spread on the ground like a cobweb.

Ji Leshui felt extremely cold. He seemed to be frozen, unable to move his fingers, let alone stood up and escaped.

"You ... who are you?" After exhausting all your strength, a few words finally squeezed out of your mouth. Ji Leshui shook like sieve chaff. He desperately said, "Who are you?"

The woman laughed, and the laughter was sharp and shrill, like a ghost wailing. She said, "I am you." After that, she jumped up and jumped from the window.

But at the next moment, her body hit the floor in front of Ji Leshui like a broken watermelon, completely torn apart. Her head was shattered, but her eyes were still intact, and she stared at Ji Leshui sitting on the sofa with a grudge, her lips opened slightly: "It can't be run away."

Ji Leshui uttered a desperate wailing. He wanted to stand up and leave here, but his body could not move at all. The TV screen was completely transformed into white snowflakes. The broken woman in front of her began to twist her limbs and wanted to get up from the ground. However, her bones were broken, and she could only slowly drag on the ground in a distorted posture, so step by step, step by step, to Ji Leshui's eyes.

The tip of Ji Leshui's nose even smelled the disgusting smell. He couldn't scream it anymore. Fear was like a stone, and he stuck his throat heavily. His pupils gradually dilated and he couldn't even breathe.

The woman grinned, she leaned in, and placed a bright red kiss beside Ji Leshui's cheek, and repeated the sentence again: "Go back."

With this almost cursed whisper, Ji Leshui's mental defense line was completely defeated, his throat swelled, his eyes rolled, and he fainted.

When I woke up again, it was already bright the next day.

When Ji Leshui woke up at first, he didn't even dare to open his eyes. From the gap in his eyelids, he observed that he hadn't returned to the original room for a while, and then left the sofa trembling.

No woman, no window, no previous room, as if everything last night was just a dream.

Ji Leshui entered the toilet, and he opened the water in an embarrassed manner to wash his face. However, when he looked up at the mirror, he found that there was a **** red mark on his right cheek.

It seems like an imprint of curses that cannot be erased.