Horror games? Whatever, I'll die.

Jingyun Huating is a new residential complex that was completed just two years ago. It has a good location and good supporting facilities. It mainly offers boutique apartments, and the price is also very attractive. It's about the price of one square meter that you can buy with half a year's work, yet it's being rented out at such a low price.

It's human nature to seek bargains, and Huang Fang couldn't help but chuckle when he saw a house being rented at a rock-bottom price.

He excitedly grabbed Liang Zaibing, who was packing his necessities, and said, "Brother Liang, I've found a place to live!"

Liang Zaibing glanced at it briefly and nodded in agreement. Just as she was about to continue packing, she suddenly turned back to look at the details page.

The neatly arranged photos of the model rooms gave him an extremely familiar feeling.

People often have a strange telepathic connection at certain moments, feeling that they have done this before and been to this place before.

There are many scientific explanations, but the mainstream metaphysical view is that when reincarnated, the memory of the previous life was not completely forgotten, and the memory was vaguely recalled, which is why there is a sense of déjà vu.

He didn't know if he had a past life, but he was certain that he had lived there.

It seems he wasn't the only one.

Liang Zaibing tried to recall something, but her mind was as if covered by a membrane, and she couldn't remember anything.

The feeling was so unbearable that for a moment he wanted to smash his head open and search his brain to see what he had forgotten.

Along with the sense of familiarity comes a sharp and intense premonition of danger.

He will die inside.

Seeing Liang Zaibing engrossed in his phone, Huang Fang waved his hand in front of Liang's eyes. "What are you thinking about that's keeping you so absorbed?"

Liang Zaibing shook her head vigorously, her expression showing no sign of anything amiss. "This one will do. Contact the landlord and we'll be over in a bit."

No matter where they hide, the female ghost and the ghost baby will always find them and kill them.

Since death is inevitable, why not go and see if there's any chance of a positive outcome?

The lease was signed quickly, and the landlord treated him like a plague carrier, taking the money and shoving the keys into his hand before driving off and disappearing in no time.

On their way to the Jingyun Huating residential complex, they received a call from the police. They discovered a lethal amount of blood in the storage room of the psychiatric ward on the second floor of the hospital. DNA testing confirmed that the blood belonged to Lin Yucheng, but Lin Yucheng's body was not found.

"I understand. I hope there will be progress in the case as soon as possible."

After saying that, Liang Zaibing hung up the phone.

He knew very well that the police in the secular world could not solve the murders caused by these supernatural forces. Rather than wasting their time, it was better to stay away from them to avoid bringing disaster to others.

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In the dimly lit kitchen, a slender woman in a blood-red dress swayed as she chopped pieces of red and yellow meat on the cutting board.

She hummed a strangely melodious lullaby softly, as if coaxing a child who wouldn't go to sleep.

A strangely shaped mass of flesh lay at her feet, rubbing against her leg like a puppy begging for food.

The woman knelt down and touched the spot where the ghost baby's head was, gently coaxing it, "Be a good boy and wait, it will be over in a little while."

The water in the pot was boiling, bubbling away. The woman didn't add any seasoning and put the bloody chunks of meat directly into the pot.

Uncoagulated blood streaks melted into the hot water, creating a fleshy red foam on the surface.

The meat chunks, as they floated and sank, changed from blood red to a well-cooked beige color.

The woman casually tossed her internal organs and offal into an iron basin in the living room. The outside of the basin was covered in grime, but the inside was so clean it looked like it had been washed and even reflected light.

"Little girl, come and eat."

A wild, four-limbed shadow pounced over, its thin baby hair stained with blood on its scalp and its small body covered in bloodstains. It wolfed down the flesh, licking it clean.

While chewing, a small piece of meat accidentally fell out. Just as he was about to lick it back, the woman kicked it away.

The woman complained, "Disobedient child, always causing his mother worry."

“Bad children should be punished. You can forget about eating that plate of meat. Mom is keeping it to entertain the guests.”

The coarse chunks of meat were scooped out and served on elegant Western plates.

The woman carried the tray to the table and lit the long white candle that stood on the table.

The long candle flickered with an eerie dark red light, and the flowing wax droplets were also an eerie blood red.

The snow-white candles dripped red tears, like a bride in a white wedding dress weeping blood.

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When Liang Zaibing and Huang Fang arrived at the apartment building, it was already dark. The streetlights were off, and the dim moonlight shone through the treetops, making the once lush and green apartment complex appear eerily ghostly.

Shivering in the evening breeze, Huang Fang hugged himself and said, "Why does it feel so eerie here?"

Huang Fang's intuition was correct.

"Let me make this clear, there is definitely danger in this house..."

Huang Fang interrupted him incredulously, "Then why are you still renting this place? Are you risking your life just to save money?"

"Let me tell you, there is not only danger inside, but also a chance. Although there is only a very slim hope, I don't want to sit and wait for death."

“You need to think carefully about what I’m about to say,” Liang Zaibing pressed down on Huang Fang’s shoulder, her eyes more serious than ever before. “Ghosts can appear anywhere, but the risk of encountering a ghost in that house is much higher. If you come in with me, you might die inside.”

"You can choose to wait for me outside, I won't blame you. If I find a way to get rid of the ghost, of course everyone will be happy."

"But if you can't get through to me in half an hour, just find somewhere to hide, or eat something you want. There's nothing I can do to help you."

"How do you choose?"

Huang Fang suddenly fell silent.

Liang Zaibing thought he was embarrassed to run away at the last minute, and was about to say something when Huang Fang punched him.

Huang Fangzhong cursed angrily, "Damn it, is that the kind of person you think I am?"

"I'm the one who caused this mess, so there's no reason for me to hide behind you. I'll go with you!"

Liang Zaibing rubbed her chest, which was a little sore from being punched, but the smile on her face was more relaxed than ever before.

"it is good."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The motion-activated lights in the hallway were broken, so the two of them used flashlights to climb back to back, step by step, to the fourth floor.

Fortunately, nothing went wrong along the way; they're probably all waiting for them inside.

Liang Zaibing was taken aback as soon as she saw the situation on the fourth floor.

The door to room 402 was so badly damaged that it creaked and rattled in the wind.

The entire door was splashed with red paint and covered with obscene and abusive words written on it in black marker.

Mistress, slut, whore...

Could it be that the female ghost was the former owner of this house?

It was no coincidence that the post was pushed to Huang Fang's homepage.

You can guess most of the background just by looking at this door.

When the female ghost was still human, she became the mistress of a wealthy man because of the lure of money. She became pregnant and probably used the child in her womb to blackmail him into taking her place, but she was killed and buried in the mud on the outskirts of the city.