Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Tong Yao felt uneasy when she heard this, and hurried over to ask, "Auntie Pang, what are you talking about? Did something happen in my room too?"

Aunt Fatty's eyes were dodging, but after hearing this, she comforted him, "It's okay, it's okay. As long as you stay single, everything will be fine. Remember, you must never bring a man home to spend the night."

"As for why, I can't really explain. Anyway, that's what the previous tenant told us when we rented the house."

"As long as you listen, everything will be fine. Who was that man who came yesterday? Was he your colleague or your boyfriend?"

“Neither.”

Tong Yao patiently explained: "The person who brought me back yesterday was my employer's assistant. He was kind enough to bring me back. It has nothing to do with me."

Auntie Pang heaved a sigh of relief when she heard this: "That's okay. It's safest for you to be single. When you find a partner, don't bring him back to do that kind of thing."

"Don't ask why. If you want to live, you have to listen to me. This yard used to be... well, I can't tell you, just remember it."

"If you can save your life, you absolutely cannot do anything reckless."

Tong Yao nodded seriously: "I know, don't worry, Auntie Pang, even if I have a partner, I won't do such a thing before marriage."

Aunt Pang nodded and went back to cook. This matter was so noisy that she was afraid it would not be settled for some time.

It was getting dark unnoticed. The lights in the house next door where a murder had taken place came on inexplicably, and shadows of people walking could be vaguely seen falling on the windows.

When the people in the yard saw this, they were so scared that they ran back into the house and didn't dare to come out. Tong Yao also heard footsteps from next door.

Yes, it was a very clear sound of footsteps, as if it was transmitted directly to my brain. My hands couldn't help but tremble, thinking of the death that happened last night just across the wall.

She couldn't calm down, so she thought about it, took out her cell phone, and sent a message to her roommates. She wondered if she could start a voice chat so that everyone could talk and feel better.

She only needs to stay for one more night, and tomorrow, early tomorrow morning, she will go to her employer's house and then she won't have to be afraid.

“Hehehehe~~~~”

When Tong Yao heard the strange laughter, her heart tightened and she immediately woke up from the sleepiness she had just felt. She quickly turned on the light and looked around vigilantly, but there was nothing around.

I took out my phone and checked. Two people in the group replied that they were busy and didn’t have time, and one person didn’t reply.

Tong Yao slowly exhaled after hearing these cold words.

Lying on the bed and looking at the light bulb, I forced myself not to think too much, but the strange laughter kept lingering in my ears, and soon the sound coming from the other side of the wall became even more terrifying.

It was exactly the same sound as last night, as if someone had recorded it on a tape recorder and was playing it on a loop.

Tong Yao thought of Aunt Pang's words, and confusion flashed in her eyes. Why can't she bring her partner back? Is it because there was a murder case involving a couple here?

I took out my phone and searched, but didn't find any useful information. Then I posted a message on the school forum, which is where everyone likes to post and communicate.

The information is mixed and cannot be guaranteed to be absolutely true, but the advantage is that there are a lot of gossips, and it doesn’t cost money. There is nothing to be picky about free things.

Not long after Tong Yao published the post, people started discussing it below.

[Number 44 Tongluo Lane, I have some impression of this place. When I was a child, my family lived in the alley next door. My grandmother told me that a very strange murder case happened there.]

Because the number 44 is so special, I remember it.

[The above person, please stop rambling and tell the story quickly. What weird thing happened over there? I'm writing a suspense story and I'm short of material.]

[Well, I was too young at the time, so I don't remember it very clearly. I just vaguely remember a couple living there, and then it rained heavily and something happened.]

[Then several bodies were found in the house. There were three or four naked men and only one naked woman. One of the men was the woman's partner.]