Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen Darkness

This "person" has a strange figure. Although the light from the lighter is very dim, only a gray outline can be seen, and the appearance is incomplete, but I can still see that its neck is a bit strange. That feeling is an exaggeration , making me feel that it can put its face in front of me without standing up. It sat on the chair I was sitting on just now, and its two slender arms slid by the side of its head, making strange movements.I froze for a moment before realizing that it was combing my hair, and immediately my whole body became cold, and the pores all over my body swelled.

In such a basement that has been abandoned for more than ten years, I suddenly saw a person combing his hair in the dark. With this kind of behavior and this occasion, ordinary people might be scared to death on the spot. While sweating coldly, I wondered, who is this?When did it appear?From the time I found the notebook to the time I sat down to look at it, there was only twenty minutes at most. When did the damn thing sit across from me?Why didn't I notice it at all...and this is a secret basement of an abandoned building, how could anyone else be here? In addition to this weird movement, sitting on that chair, looking at Huo Ling's mirror, combing her hair, I can't let me not think about it. Didn't Huo Ling walk with other people... This "person" is Huo Ling ?

My cold sweat was like a waterfall. Fortunately, my nerves are not what they used to be. Although I can't understand what is happening in front of me, my body still responds involuntarily.I reflexively stepped back a few steps, fixed my eyes on the other party, and put my mind on alert. If in a TV series, seeing me panic like this, the person hiding in the dark would definitely laugh three times, and then the director would make a close-up, or pull out a small pistol, and say: "I didn't expect that, Bang Mr. Dexie." But this is not a TV series, as I retreated, the man remained motionless, still doing mechanical hair combing movements, and as I moved away a few steps, the wobbly lighter became dimmer and the distance became farther. The man receded into the darkness, almost invisible.

After taking five or six steps straight back, I felt a sense of security, so I stopped and summoned up the courage to ask, "Who are you?" After I arrived in the basement, I hardly spoke a word. Now that I said this, my voice was hoarse, and it hardly resembled my voice. I was shocked when I heard it, but it was so quiet here that I could even hear a needle drop on the ground. In the basement, the hoarse voice was very transparent. However, after I asked, there was no response from the other party, and there was no sound from behind the desk.It was as if I was talking to the air.

Damn, are you trying to scare me?I cursed inwardly, and really got a little scared. Thinking about seeing the strange posture of that person just now, I wondered if this thing is not a human being, right? Impossible, impossible, I deny myself, saying that it is still possible in the ancient tomb, but this is a modern building, there will be no such thing, and there is no coffin here... Wait, wait, it's not right!Fuck, there's a coffin here. My brain buzzed, and I thought, could this be the zongzi in the coffin at that time? I shook my head hurriedly, tried to take a few breaths, and calmed myself down.

This is also impossible, there is no reason why rice dumplings will come out when they touch the coffin. If this is the case, everyone in the funeral home will have to go to Maoshan to take an undergraduate exam and come back. At this time, a thought suddenly flashed in my mind, could this be the person who sent the video tape to me?Waiting for me here? Judging from the notebook I saw just now, the person who arranged to send the videotape was Wen Jin.However, in fact, it cannot be confirmed that the person who sent the video tape was herself, and it may be someone else arranged by her. Thinking about it, I feel it is very possible. It is impossible for ordinary people to know about this kind of basement. Those who can come in must be insiders. Maybe it is the sender who has been waiting for me nearby. Seeing me crawling in, he followed me in. .Thinking of this made me a little calmer.I plucked up my courage, and thought that if I were alive, I would not be afraid, so I frowned, and stretched out the lighter to see who it was.

I cautiously stepped forward two or three steps, and I could vaguely see the situation opposite the desk again, but when I saw it, I was shocked again.The "person" sitting there is gone. I squinted my eyes and looked carefully, and it was indeed gone. There was no one in the seat. I was puzzled, and I wondered if I had seen it wrong just now?illusion? Impossible, the cold sweat is absolutely impossible to read wrongly, I immediately became nervous, hurriedly raised the lighter, and looked around. But when it was lifted, the movement was too big, and the lighter suddenly flickered on, and then went out.

Immediately it was pitch black all around, I couldn’t see my fingers, there was no light at all here, it was absolute darkness, my heart was seized immediately, and I ignored the burning lighter head, flicked it a few times before going to light again. However, after I shook it and continued to beat it, the thing just didn’t live up to it. No matter how much I shook it, I couldn’t beat it. I only saw sparks flying around, which were extremely dazzling in the absolutely dark basement. I realized that it might be out of breath. I thought I was going to die, and looked around in the darkness where I couldn't see my fingers, and an extremely ominous premonition surged up.I put the notes in my pocket, and was about to take a few steps back to touch the door, when I suddenly heard a "gurgle" above my head, as if a woman was laughing.