Chapter 009: A Mole's Fur

Mi Zongheng lived alone in the west wing room next to the stairway, always keeping his doors and windows closed, giving off an air of mystery. However, no one ever dared to approach the old man's room, as a pungent smell of urine could be detected from afar. The girls living in the courtyard were especially keen to avoid it.

Just as I was about to lift my foot, I suddenly felt something rush past the top of my foot, startling me and causing me to shiver. My flashlight fell to the ground. I crouched down and began to fumble around on the ground, trying to find the flashlight. However, unexpectedly, I touched a pile of furry things, and when I moved my hand again, I encountered a bunch of prickly hard objects.

Ah? The old man has lost all his teeth, how could he have the strength to eat meat

It is hard to say. After all, we have not seen it with our own eyes, and there may be other circumstances we are unaware of. However, there is a hundred percent chance that Old Mi is problematic

Hehe, those few were indeed deceived by Old Zhao

At around 1 AM, Old Zhao woke up several other tenants on the second floor, who were also students renting off-campus. Together with Old Zhao, I pretended to sing along, saying that a thief had entered the courtyard, seemingly to steal the girls' clothes and pants... Upon hearing this, those guys immediately wanted to grab their weapons.

It turns out that Old Zhao had already planned everything: we would quietly go downstairs, then deliberately make some noise, and loudly shout to catch the thief; under the pretense of catching a thief, we would take the opportunity to peek into the old man's room

Hehe... Brother Guo truly hits the nail on the head; it is not others who treat us as thieves, but rather we who go after the thieves

People have become more convinced of the claims regarding the ghost marks ... As for the connection between the dead cat and No. 29 Courtyard, as well as its relation to the four ghost marks on the back of the neck, there has been much speculation, and we remain unaware of the truth

Old Zhao asked me in a mysterious whisper

When we returned to Gaopo, we heard people upstairs saying that they could not get in touch with those four individuals. Subsequently, due to the bizarre fire at No. 29 Courtyard, the tenants moved out one after another. Lao Zhao and I moved into the riverside dormitory of the school, and we never dared to return to No. 29 Gaopo again

Old Zhao made a gesture: "Shh, keep it down, don't scare the thief away. There are a total of six of us, in pairs of two. Let's quietly go downstairs and only make a noise after we find the target at https://www.hetushu.com..."

I, along with Old Zhao, formed a team, and as soon as we set off, we headed straight for our target: Old Mi's room

I was pondering when suddenly a cat meowed, causing me to sit down abruptly on the ground

The year I graduated, it was said that four pairs of slippers were discovered in a dry well on Yuelu Mountain—each of their girlfriends had confirmed that they had gone out wearing those slippers together, and then they never returned...

Both Lao Zhao and I have tried to contact several times, but we have not received any news from those four students

The problem lies here; not only are there bones, but also a large amount of mouse fur

Old Zhao quickly turned on the flashlight. I looked up and exclaimed: Old Mi was wearing a pink women's lingerie on his upper body and a pair of white women's panties on his lower body, sitting on the ground with his back to us, holding a bloody, mangled object in his hands. When he turned his head, his eyes surprisingly glowed green, and there was blood and fur at the corners of his mouth. Surrounding Old Mi were a dozen black cats, all crouching on the ground, eagerly staring at the object and the book in his hands. What he was holding was actually several headless mice

Old Zhao gently pushed, and to his surprise, the door opened.

How could I possibly guess?

I feel a bit scared, Lao Zhao, please don't frighten me, I am still quite timid

Old Mi glared at us fiercely, his lips curling into a smirk: "Meow..." A rough, low growl erupted, the sound nearly shattering our eardrums

You may not believe it, but it is indeed a bone

Neither Lao Zhao nor I know how we managed to escape

It is quite strange that our No. 29 courtyard is one of the few high-walled courtyards nearby, yet it is precisely our courtyard that experiences the loss of clothes every few days—specifically, only the intimate garments of the female residents. Several times, both Zhao and I have become the subjects of their suspicion: in the entire courtyard, we are the only two single men—everyone else has girlfriends or at least a partner of the opposite sex.

As the evening wore on in a daze, just as I was about to sleep, Old Zhao knocked on my door: "It is already twelve o'clock, and the old man's room has been dark for three or four hours. Shall we go down and take a look?"

I stealthily followed behind Old Zhao when suddenly I heard a crack under his foot, and my heart skipped a beat: this is really bad, it seems he has stepped on something fragile.

With so many people living in the courtyard, aren't you just asking for trouble? If someone discovers this, it would be strange if they didn't treat you like a thief

I dare not. I will not do it either. Tomorrow I will take the train back to my hometown, and tonight I need to have a good sleep.

In this way, it becomes difficult for Lao Zhao and me to extricate ourselves from the situation... Every time the landlord's wife looks at the two of us, her gaze is peculiar, and sometimes she even mutters a few sarcastic remarks...

Old Mi eats rat meat

Strangely, on that night when the other four companions and I were together "catching thieves," two of them accidentally got scratched by a cat, and two were inexplicably bitten by a cat. Although no one could clearly explain what happened, both Lao Zhao and I vaguely felt it was related to Old Mi.

Yesterday, while I was listening to the radio on the rooftop, I saw the old man Mi, hunched over, climbing the mountain. He was carrying a package in one hand and a shovel in the other. He buried the package at the foot of the zigzag slope and then returned to the courtyard. This morning, I saw the old man Mi burying another package in the same spot. You know, I find it suspicious, and I believe that such peculiar matters must be thoroughly investigated and understood. So, after the old man Mi returned, I quietly went up the mountain and dug up the mound of earth he had buried. Can you guess what was buried inside?

What? Could it be a bone?

The next day, I returned to my hometown in Shaanxi for the summer vacation; Lao Zhao went back to his hometown in Hebei

This time, as soon as those few heard about the thief, they immediately became energized: it is likely that their girlfriends have all been robbed before

Later, I only remember the house being filled with mouse fur everywhere, along with scattered fragments of bones

The parents of the students have also inquired at the school and even reported the case; to my knowledge, as of today, there is still no news regarding those individuals

This does not seem to be the most sinister matter; at least, it is not sufficient to be associated with the ghostly mark. Even more strangely, from that point on, dead cats frequently appeared inexplicably near No. 29 courtyard. While burying the dead cats, someone inadvertently discovered that each dead cat had four black scratch marks on the back of its neck

This is not about scaring you; the issue is that Old Mi seems to have a problem. Let's spy on him tonight, do you dare to?