Chapter 18 Story Seventeen Lucky House Rental

On the seventeenth day, the sun came out.Stepping into the villa compound, I could almost hear the hiss of dewdrops slowly evaporating from the tall lawn leaves.On the lawn, only a gardener in a fuchsia uniform was driving a mower to level the lawn.When he saw me, he had a polite and kind smile on his face. Steward Gu stood outside the villa. After seeing me, he quickly told me that I came a little early today and they were still eating in the restaurant.I hurriedly said it was okay, I could go to the restaurant and wait for them.But Butler Gu told me that the people of the Zhao family hate being interrupted during meals, so he asked me to go directly to the bedroom on the third floor and wait.I had no choice but to nod my head, who made him my benefactor?

Butler Gu sat with me on the sofa in the bedroom. Fortunately, after a short wait, Zhao Bochu walked into the bedroom with his son and daughter. Zhao Bochu wiped the oil from his mouth, and said to me regretfully, "I'm really sorry for keeping Mr. Zhuang waiting. The black pepper steak cooked by Butler Gu himself today is so delicious that even I can't stand it." I couldn’t stop eating an extra piece, so I came up a little late.” I hurriedly said: "It's okay, eating is the most important thing." Butler Gu lit two candles and said to me, "It's time to start."

I nodded and started today's narration. At that time, Xiaoling and I were just married, and the rented room was always leaking. Whenever it rained, we had to put buckets and washbasins everywhere in the house. We had had enough of these days, so we kept preparing live in another place.But Xiaoling and I are both part-time workers and don't have much savings, so finding a cheap and comfortable room has become a rare thing. One day, Xiaoling suddenly said loudly to me while surfing the Internet: "Husband, there is a post about renting a lucky house on the forum, and the address left is not far from our place." five minutes away.It was a commercial and residential building, and I told Xiaoling angrily that we couldn't afford to live in such an expensive place.Xiaoling told me that she had already contacted the owner on QQ, and the price was pitifully low, almost the same as the leaky house we live in now.

The next day, Xiaoling and I met with the homeowner.The home owner is a well-dressed middle-aged man, and all the documents show that he is the owner of this small apartment with one bedroom and one living room.The home appliances, furniture and water heaters in this suite are all ready, and the simple but bright decoration has also been carried out. I am very satisfied, and the low price is even more irresistible to me.Immediately, Xiaoling and I signed a contract with the owner, and after paying the money, we moved in in the afternoon. Xiaoling happily said to me: "Husband, this house is really cheap." But for some reason in my heart, I was always a little uneasy.Maybe it's because the house is so cheap.

After Xiaoling and I moved into our new home, we naturally had to celebrate first. Xiaoling boiled a pot of old duck soup. After serving it, she said to me that we should send a bowl of soup to the neighbor.I agree, after all it is important to have good neighborhood relations. The security door next door was tightly closed, I rang the doorbell, and the door opened.A middle-aged woman's face appeared behind the iron gate, her face was ashen, expressionless, and there was a hint of panic in it.Xiaoling smiled and explained the reason for her visit, but after the woman heard this, she closed the door with a bang without saying anything.Xiaoling stood outside the door and looked at me awkwardly. I smiled and dragged Xiaoling back to the house.Although I didn't say anything, the uneasiness in my heart became more intense.

After eating and watching TV, Xiaoling and I went to bed.Moving is a physical job, I was so tired that I fell asleep soon, and at some point I suddenly felt that Xiaoling was pinching my arm.I woke up and asked her angrily what was wrong.Xiaoling put her index finger on her lips to signal me to keep silent, and then whispered to me: "Husband, listen, there seems to be some noise in the room." I listened with bated breath, and sure enough, a strange sound came from somewhere in the room.Against the rustling background, the voice was very messy, and seemed to come from a very distant place. It was two people speaking in very standard Mandarin.

A deep male voice said: "That's it..." Then, a sharp female voice called out: "Ah——" The scream was very clear in the dark night, and my heart seemed to be pricked by the tip of a needle. Xiaoling beside me curled up in my arms, trembling nonstop.The sound in the room disappeared, and there was a deathly silence. I looked at Xiaoling, her eyes were full of fear and distress, and there were tears shining.I checked the time, it was three in the morning. After a sleepless night, when I opened the door early in the morning, I saw that the door of the next door was also opened by the burglar.The expressionless middle-aged woman greeted me when she saw me, and then asked me: "Young man, did you rest well last night?"

I replied vaguely: "It's okay." The woman asked gossip again: "You must be renting this room very cheaply, right?" I nodded and said vaguely, "It's not expensive." The woman immediately showed a clear expression, and said loudly: "I knew that this house must be cheap—even if the owner wants to rent a high price, no one is willing to live in it." As soon as I heard this, I became suspicious, why did she say that? The woman lowered her voice and said to me, "You know, your room is haunted..." Haunted? !My heart was pounding and I remembered the strange noise I heard last night.

The woman told me that a year ago, there was a couple who were engaged in the wholesale business of small electrical appliances renting here.They would get up on time at three in the morning every day, and then go to the wholesale market next to the train station to do business.One day, the couple had an argument for some reason, and at three o'clock in the morning, the quarrel was so intense that the man strangled his wife to death in a fit of anger, and the man also committed suicide in this room.He committed suicide by cutting his wrists, and the blood flowed all over the floor, seeping through the crack of the door, and dripping into the corridor.

I saw this news in the newspaper at the time, but I didn't expect that I would rent this former haunted house now. The woman next door also said that since then, the souls of the dead couple have lingered, and people who rent this room will hear strange noises at three o'clock in the morning every day.Sometimes it was a woman talking, sometimes a man talking, sometimes even a piece of horrible music—she was sure it must be the couple next door talking.Because they all came to our city from the north to do business, they can speak pure Mandarin, and the strange voices heard by the renters are all standard Mandarin without exception.

After listening to her words, I felt a creepy taste.When I got home, I didn't dare to tell Xiaoling about it, for I was afraid that she would continue to be afraid.I love Xiaoling, I can't let her suffer any harm. It was late at night again, and I didn't dare to fall asleep, but I was afraid of disturbing Xiaoling, so I kept my eyes tightly closed.When I occasionally opened my eyes, I saw that Xiaoling also stared at the ceiling with her eyes wide open—the circles of water stains on the ceiling stared at me and Xiaoling like eyes. Xiaoling's body trembled slightly. I knew that she was very scared, and she was also afraid of hearing the strange sound at three o'clock in the morning again. I looked at the luminous clock above the window, and it was three o'clock.At this time, I heard another rustling sound coming from somewhere in the house, as if drifting from an unknown distance.My arm suddenly tightened, it was Xiao Ling who pinched my arm, and she trembled violently. I heard a melodious music meandering: "I'm waiting for you to come back—I'm waiting for you to come back——" This song really came, I couldn't tell where it came from, but this The sound is so clear, there is no doubt about it. Xiaoling screamed loudly, then sobbed, and I hugged her tightly.At this moment, the sound stopped abruptly, and the room returned to deathly silence.Looking at the time again, the strange sound lasted only thirty seconds. At daybreak, I called the landlord, and I strongly demanded to check out and return the rent.The middle-aged homeowner sneered and said that it is possible to check out, but the rent cannot be refunded, because we have signed a contract.I yelled: "Your house is haunted! There are strange noises!" But the owner hung up the phone. Xiaoling and I are both poor people. If we move out now, we don't have any extra money to rent a new room.Helpless, we had no choice but to continue living here. For several days, Xiaoling and I heard strange noises at three o'clock in the morning.Sometimes it's men talking, sometimes women talking, sometimes scary music against a rustling background sound.But each time the sound lasted only thirty seconds, after which there was complete silence. Xiaoling and I didn't find anything wrong either. Apart from harassing us for 30 seconds a day, the sound didn't affect Xiaoling and me. Gradually, we got used to the sound. One day, Xiao Ling's mother suddenly called and said that she would come to see us the next day, which scared me.Xiaoling and I are both lazy people, and we haven't cleaned the house for a long time. How can Xiaoling's mother see this?So the two of us started cleaning after answering the phone. Although the house is not big, there are many places that need to be cleaned. We did it for a few hours before we knew it.We even moved the bed away and cleaned up all the rubbish under the bed—Xiaoling's mother has a cleanliness freak, and she can't see any dirt in the room. Suddenly, I heard Xiaoling yelling loudly: "Honey, what do you think this is?" I walked over, and it was a carton wrapped in old newspapers that Xiaoling picked up under the bed. I took a closer look, and found that the date of the newspaper was a year ago—the day the couple died! My heart was pounding immediately, as if it was about to pop out of my throat, I looked up at the clock by the bed, the luminous pointer just pointed to three o'clock in the morning. At this time, I heard the rustling sound again, followed by another scream of a woman. This long and terrified cry came from the box in my hand.Thirty seconds later, the sound disappeared, and the room returned to calm. I opened the box, and there was a radio inside—this was a very popular brand a few years ago. According to the advertisement, it could be turned on and off at regular intervals. In addition to listening to the radio, it could also be used as an alarm clock.I looked at the set time, it was exactly three o'clock in the morning, and the duration was 30 seconds. I see, it must have been left by the electrical business couple a year ago who used the radio as a wake-up alarm clock. I turned on the switch of the radio, and heard a thick baritone, speaking mandarinly in standard Mandarin: "Welcome to today's Deep Night Horror program. At this time tomorrow, please continue to listen to the story "Haunted House of Horror". Please remember our listening time-every day from 2:30 am to 3:00 am." "Mr. Zhuang." Zhao Bochu said to me slowly, "Actually, I think you are a master at making up ghost stories. Especially this kind of story that looks like there are ghosts, but there is no ghost at the end. Whoever conceived this kind of ghost story The difficulty is actually far greater than conceiving a real ghost story." I am silent.He was quite right, and indeed it was. Zhao Bochu continued: "Mr. Zhuang, please tell me another ghost story of this type tomorrow. I like it very much—I always think that people are scarier than ghosts!" I nodded and replied: "Yes, the evil of the human heart is often a thousand times or ten thousand times more dangerous than ghosts. Tomorrow I will tell another ghost story of this type, called "Dead Soul's Wish."