The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

It was three o'clock in the morning, dark and windy.

During this time, even a bustling metropolis would be quiet, not to mention that Linjiang City had just suffered a disaster. The neon-lit city night scene was now extremely dim, without the hustle and bustle of the lights and wine, and only sporadic phosphorescence remained, as if it was the quietness that could only be seen in the deep sea.

The empty streets were silent, not even the chirping of insects, and the extreme quietness inevitably made people's backs cold.

Happiness Apartment stood in this dim night, casting thick shadows under the sparse light of street lamps.

Wei Shanhai walked quietly to a street lamp and looked at the apartment building not far away. He inexplicably had a strange sense of disharmony. After nightfall, Happiness Apartment seemed to be quietly isolated from the surroundings, as if... it did not belong here, but came from another world, shrouded by an invisible barrier.

He took out a lighter from his pocket and lit a cigarette for himself. Before he started, he would often smoke one to relax.

Of course, he was very careful and would never throw cigarette butts around, lest this trivial matter become a key clue to incriminate him.

He was a thief who taught himself lock picking skills. In addition, he was flexible and was best at burglary. He had been in this business for more than ten years and rarely failed.

Two years ago, he targeted a wealthy family and broke into the house through the window, but accidentally ran into a murder case - the husband and the mistress teamed up to murder the original wife and occupied the original wife's property.

He was just a thief, how could he have seen such a big scene? He was so scared that he dared not say a word, for fear of getting himself into trouble.

Afterwards, Wei Shanhai quietly slipped away. He did not dare to stay in Linjiang City. He fled to other places overnight and has been working to support himself. He has not stolen again.

After two years of fear, the case was closed and the deceased was classified as an accidental death. No one discovered the conspiracy of the husband and the mistress, and naturally no one discovered that Wei Shanhai had appeared at the crime scene.

After a long time, he relapsed into his old ways. He was idle and spent money lavishly. He could not afford to work and earn money slowly. He could not bear the temptation and returned to his old ways.

It happened that a few days ago, four cities including Linjiang City were closed. The country did not respond positively. Many media said it was a gas leak, but there were rumors that it was actually haunted and many people died, but the news was suppressed.

Haunted?

Haha, this rumor is outrageous enough.

Wei Shanhai did not care about the truth. He was more concerned about those citizens whose families died. There should be a lot of valuable things left in their homes, right?

So he revisited the old place and returned to Linjiang City.

This time his target was Xingfu Apartment, to test the water first.

It was said that more than half of the people in this apartment died, and the rest moved out of the city one after another.

Wei Shanhai was skilled and bold. Tonight was the time he chose to take action. His small bag was full of his usual tools. He finished smoking under the street light and was in the best condition.

He turned around and walked quickly to the back of the floor of Xingfu Apartment. There was a wall there. He used his hands and feet to climb over it easily.

It was impossible to go through the main door. He put on gloves on both hands and climbed up along the pipes on the outer wall of the apartment. There was a broken window on the top floor, and he sneaked in.

As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a strong aroma of wine.

Wei Shanhai rubbed his nose. Although the window was broken, the air in the room seemed stagnant and blocked, like a pool of stagnant water, and the smell accumulated.

This smell was really intoxicating. Wei Shanhai slowed down his breathing. Due to the rumors of haunting, the apartment was basically uninhabited. He walked around in a swagger, and with the faint light from the mobile phone, he could see the furnishings in the house clearly.

It was a bit weird, and it felt like no one had taken care of it for a long time.

The fruits on the coffee table were all dried and rotten, with a layer of mold on the skin; the kitchen sink was randomly placed with unwashed dishes and chopsticks, and the floor, tables and chairs were covered with a layer of dust; the water in the fish tank had run dry, and the goldfish had already turned over and died.

After searching around, Wei Shanhai only found a few mobile phones. Just as he was about to pry open the door to take a look next door, something suddenly caught his attention.

Those were a few stick drawings, casually pasted on the wall. From left to right, the first one was a high-rise building. There were many men and women standing on the street below the building. The overall picture was quite warm, but there was only one thing that was a bit abrupt: there were two black suns in the sky, like a pair of weird eyes, staring at the people below mercilessly.

The moment he saw this painting, Wei Shanhai shuddered inexplicably.

But he didn't think too much and looked directly at the second painting.

The second painting was a bit strange. It was still the same building. A person was lying on a window on the top floor. A large number of twisted black lines spread out of the open window, loosely entwining the person.

The other pictures were even more obscure and difficult to understand. It was completely impossible to tell what they were. They were filled with an indescribable weirdness.

Wei Shanhai didn't understand what the people who drew these pictures wanted to express, but this metaphor was a bit scary. After all, he had just climbed in from the top floor window.

"Forget it, it's just a few paintings. I'm not that timid." He shook his head and hid his fear deep in his heart.

This family didn't have any valuables anymore. Wei Shanhai felt that he had to hurry up and go to other residents to see if he had any gains.

The good news was that the door was not locked and opened with a push; the bad news was that the doors of other residents on the same floor were all locked.

He could only take out the unlocking tools and pick one at random, just like opening a blind box.

Creak——

After a sour sound, Wei Shanhai opened the door. The room was dark. He walked in with the help of his mobile phone. After searching through the boxes and cabinets, he found a small amount of cash, jewelry and watches in a short while.

This trip tonight was not in vain!

The smell of alcohol seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. Wei Shanhai became more and more excited and greedy.

After leaving the room, the door closed silently and automatically. On the white wall, a hideous face gradually emerged.

It was a female face. She opened her mouth in vain, with a panic expression, as if she was sealed in the wall. Soon, there were several more men and women around her.

Wei Shanhai did not see this horrifying scene. This was his luck, or perhaps... his misfortune.

Driven by greed, he pried open the door of another house, trying to find some more valuable items.

The moment the door was pushed open, a cold wind rushed towards him.

Wei Shanhai shuddered and when he looked up he saw a painting being blown towards him. He reached out and easily grabbed it, only to discover that there was half a person in the picture, with the lower half of the body built into the wall and the upper half exposed outside. The face was covered with black lines and the features could not be seen clearly.