Chapter 6: The Crone

Zhao Long's face trembled so violently after hearing the other party's words that the cell phone almost slipped out of his hand! "Hello? Hello? Mr. Zhao? Are you still listening?" Because he didn't turn on the speakerphone this time, Dong Qi and Dong Ning didn't know what he had heard, but seeing his expression that instantly turned white, they immediately surmised that he had heard something very scary. At this time, the footsteps of the old lady downstairs, could no longer be heard. And Zhao Long's body almost went limp, then he thought of something and immediately hung up his cell phone and called Feng Yu. "Pick up the phone, pick up the phone …… Pick up the phone ah!" Zhao Long was anxious to the extreme, he didn't know what Feng Yu and Ge Qi outside were currently experiencing, but he had to remind them. Finally …… Zhao Long's worst fears didn't happen. The phone connected, and Feng Yu's voice came, "Zhao Long, it's me …… What's wrong, what have you found?" "Listen ……" Zhao Long sighed in relief, he looked around again, then said, "Stop hanging around outside, come up here quickly. 'Those things' have already appeared." …… The three of them walked inside the room, and Zhao Long quickly locked the door. He explained to Feng Yu and Ge Qi to come up as soon as possible. When they learned that the old lady just now was most likely a dead person, both Dong Xie and Dong Ning's bodies nearly went limp. After all, neither of them had ever really come into contact with "those unclean things", but they had never thought that this kind of contact would actually happen under such circumstances! "Calm down ……" Zhao Long took a deep breath before saying, "Don't panic first ……We… …" He tried to organize his words, but fear made his mind go blank, and his thoughts simply couldn't be logically sorted out effectively. Before coming here, he had purchased a tombstone for himself beforehand, so it was evident that in his mind there was already an incredibly slim hope for life. In his mind, he was not much different from a patient who had been diagnosed with terminal cancer by a doctor. At a time like this, his experience of two successful bloodletting attempts was hardly of much use. As an old resident was so flustered, Dong Xie, as a new resident, was naturally in a state of disarray as well. But as soon as he thought of his sister Ning behind him, he knew he couldn't back down now. Stretching one's head is also a knife, shrinking one's head is also a knife, afraid of death can not die? There was always a way to find out! There was no word of blood that was an insurmountable situation of certain death! "She …… she should not hurt us for the time being," Dong Xie's hand gripped the clothes on his chest in a deadly grip, desperately suppressing his body's trembling, and said, "If she wants to kill us, she could have done it a long time ago. This time, the blood words …… haven't even officially started yet!" Just at this time, outside the door, suddenly came the door bell! Hearing this sound, they all changed their faces dramatically! "Don …… t be afraid!" Dong Xie said as he held Zhao Long, who almost fell to the floor with a paralyzed body, "Maybe it's Feng Yu and Ge Qi!" "Well …… also …… also …… probably them …… " Taking out a napkin and wiping the cold sweat rising from his forehead, Zhao Long also knew that he had basically lost face in front of these two new residents. But to be honest, having survived the first 2 bloodletters, he already felt that he had reached his limit, and he wasn't the one who explored the birth path on those two occasions. "Feng Yu …… is that you?" Walking to the door, Zhao Long opened his mouth. But there was no answer outside the door. Then, there was the doorbell again. This time Zhao Long's face became even more miserable, and Dong Xie and Dong Ning's faces also became extremely ugly. From the records and information left behind by all the residents in the past, one thing can be deduced: humans do not have any means to check "those things". The various means of exorcism rumored on the Internet were all nonsense, and the claim that the black donkey's hooves restrained the dumplings was even more of a fabrication of the tomb-robbing novels. Whether it is the cross or holy water from the church, or the amulet of the high priest in the temple, there is no way to deal with "those things". Dong Xie just know this kind of thing when is very desperate, he was in order to make the novel protagonist to survive had to write the spirit of the late transformation into the fairy results by the readers scolded to the bloody head, because he believes that a drink and a peck, there is no reason to have the existence of spirit class but no way to restrain it? But the reality is so cruel! Open the door is impossible to open the door, but, this is the fifth floor ah, escape is also no place to escape! So, what should they do in the end? "That ……" At this time, a voice sounded outside the door, "Mr. Zhao?" "Hm? This voice?" Hearing this voice made Zhao Long's fear loosen and he immediately asked, "That …… Mr. Chen?" That pale voice sounded a lot like the landlord, Mr. Chen Bakuan. Earlier, Zhao Long and the others looked up the address mentioned on the blood words and then realized that there happened to be a house for rent in Building 3.The 5th floor was a bit higher, but the blood words prohibited them from leaving Building 3 anyway, so whether or not they lived on the 1st floor only mattered in terms of whether it was convenient for them to escape. Then they signed a contract with the landlord's son who lived in K city, paid the rent and security deposit, the process was handled by the landlord's son, and the landlord himself only contacted by phone. "Just now my son called me …… people are old, originally took a nap, did not expect to oversleep." Zhao Long opened the door a crack and looked outside, it was a senile old man, but the old man looked in good spirits, unlike the previous one …… "Well …… Mr. Chen ……" Zhao Long breathed a sigh of relief and said, "We… …" "How come you guys didn't even contact me when you came, or my son told me about it before I realized it. He said that you guys have been to the 5th floor, and also said that someone gave you the key and lied that it was my lover?" "Well …… that's what happened ……" "Speaking of which, I did lose a spare key, and was thinking about changing the locks …… I don't know who pranked me." The old man then asked, "You show me the key?" "Well ……" Zhao Long handed the key to the old man, the old man took the key, looked at it, nodded, and said, "Well …… it's that key, what does the person who gave you the key look like? Looks like I have to change the door lock, who knows if she rekeyed it." At this time Dong Xie walked over and looked at the old man, still with a wary look on his face, and asked, "Can that …… person show us …… your lover's photo?" The old man froze, his expression somewhat unhappy, "My lover died three years ago, it must be whoever impersonated her, it's fine to show you ……" He took out his cell phone, then pulled up a photo: "This was taken three years ago ……" Looking at that photo, Zhao Long and the three of them were all almost holding their breath. The old woman on the photo beside the old man …… was exactly the same old woman from earlier!