Chapter 7, The Shock is Temporarily Suspended

Just as I was using all my limbs, suddenly I felt a pain in my arm, oh no, someone is pinching me

Soon, the door to the room opened, and I regretted it; why did I turn off the light yesterday? I only saw a red silhouette walk in, and judging by the figure, it must be a woman. However, I couldn't see her face clearly. Just as the woman turned her face towards the camera, a frustrating incident occurred: the footage below seemed to have been erased, leaving nothing but complete darkness!

I cursed, and my cousin also saw the recording, which frightened her and made her look a bit pale. However, fortunately, she didn't see the more terrifying things that followed.

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Immediately afterward, I felt a hand groping on my blanket, and I was so frightened that I nearly became paralyzed. At that moment, the hand actually grabbed my blanket and tugged it upward.

There was nothing in the room, and I did not look around any further; I almost jumped out of bed and headed straight for the bathroom

A soft object brushed against my face, and I knew it was hair, still damp.

I desperately keep my eyes closed, afraid to look at everything in front of me, fearing that if I open my eyes, I will be scared to death

Damn it, how can one be suffocated by a full bladder! I returned to my room and began to observe the situation. I noticed the salt in front of the bed, and there were indeed footprints on it! No, to be precise, they were shoe prints, high heel prints! However, there were none in front of the computer desk. Could it be that this female ghost does not like playing with electronics and books, but instead prefers to admire my manly sleeping posture? If that is the case, she should go find Chun Ge, not me!

Tossing and turning, I cannot sleep, and neither can my cousin. My cousin has her head covered with the blanket, and I dare not open my eyes. Sometimes, humans are such strange creatures; getting out of bed feels terrifying, yet covering myself with the blanket brings a sense of safety. If a blanket could truly ward off female ghosts, then this blanket would be nothing short of a magical artifact

I suddenly woke up, and upon opening my eyes, I found my cousin standing at the foot of my bed, looking at me with a strange expression.

I am so happy now; I can finally get a good night's sleep, can't I? After tidying up the mess left by the master’s rituals, my mother made dinner, and we ate together. I felt particularly good and wanted to have a drink with my father, so I called my cousin over as well. We all raised our glasses together! My parents really know how to handle things; I wouldn't even know who to turn to for a ritual.

Gradually, that sound came to my bedside and then vanished

In the space between half-dreaming and half-awake, I heard someone knocking on my room door. I suddenly became fully awake, listening intently to that sound, "knock knock knock" "knock knock knock" ... ...

The night is always so full of mystery, evoking both fear and excitement. On this particular night, I had a beautiful dream in which I married a wife, and at this very moment, she is lying beside me. I am so excited that I can hardly contain my laughter. My own wife, hee hee, is it really a problem to be a little hands-on?

I let out a sigh of relief. Although I am already 21 years old and an adult, I still habitually choose to rely on my parents when dealing with many matters. I shared what has been happening over the past few days with them, and they clearly believed that I was telling the truth. After discussing it, my mom soon went to a nearby Buddhist temple to find a master. I had considered seeking someone to perform a ritual before, but on one hand, I am not very convinced by this, and on the other hand, I do not know whom to approach. I have no understanding of these mystical individuals at all. However, my mom is different from me; she is quite familiar with these matters. When she chats with that group of aunties during her free time, she often talks about such things.

When a person is scared, they often feel the urge to urinate. Although I wasn't frightened to the point of wetting myself, I was still in great discomfort, yet I dared not move

However, despite saying that, I still feel safer under the blanket, just like my cousin, who also covered her head. Yet, sometimes people can scare themselves; the more you think about it, the more frightened you become. In a short time, I changed my position eighteen times, but I just couldn't fall asleep

I did not know how long had passed, but I could no longer hold it in. I thought to myself that I would rather scare you to death than die from holding in my urine. I made up my mind to open my eyes, only to find that it was already bright outside.

However, while watching the video and looking at the book, I suddenly thought of a possibility: could it be that someone played a clever prank, smearing eel blood on the door, and then finding a lock-picking expert to quietly open the door while we were in the room, and then quickly escape? But how can we explain the water in the bathtub?

The shoe prints at the door are a bit messy, as if that "female ghost" took a few steps in place before walking towards the bed. This is strange; could it be that the female ghost is weighing the pros and cons between me and the computer? I find it somewhat perplexing.

I cannot explain, nor is there a need to explain, because at that moment, my parents unexpectedly returned early for some unknown reason. Perhaps they sensed my anxiety over the phone. Just as I was about to have lunch, they came back.

The knocking at the door continued for a while, and suddenly with a "creak," it seemed that the door was opened by someone. I was startled and shivered, tightly covering my head. Then I heard the distinctive sound of high heels striking the ground, ... getting closer and closer ...

Taking a relaxing bath is incredibly comfortable; the pent-up feelings of frustration I've had over the past few days have vanished without a trace. Suddenly, I find the bathtub to be so charming—how did I not notice this before? After finishing my bath, I whistled as I left the bathroom and happened to run into my cousin. Seeing me so happy, she understood that everything was fine and cheerfully ran into the bathroom to take a bath herself

I spoke lightly about last night's events, only mentioning that someone came in, without mentioning the matter of pulling back the blanket. I wanted to leave the last bit of protection in the little girl's heart.

However, a person's energy is ultimately limited; after too much exertion, one becomes tired. I do not know when it was, but I gradually began to fall asleep.

After finishing breakfast, I sat in front of the computer, pondering and contemplating what exactly was going on, and how I ended up in such a situation

I do not know whether it was that person's strength that was too great, or if I was just too frightened, but in just a few moments, the blanket was pulled away.

I thought about it, and I haven't done anything to feel guilty about. Why do I keep hearing knocking at the door? Could it be that my cousin has done something wrong? That seems unlikely, as I have known her very well since we grew up together.

"Brother, could it be that thing has really come?" My cousin looked at me in astonishment

A master is indeed a master; upon arrival, he immediately began his rituals. After a whole afternoon of effort, he finally told us that everything was resolved. Although the room was filled with a chaotic mess, as long as, as he said, the impurities were gone, I still felt it was worthwhile.

I thought to myself how fortunate it was that you fell asleep yesterday; if you had known about what happened last night, it would have surely caused quite a stir

I was almost out of breath, yet after just a brief sweep of the hair, there was no further movement. For a full half hour, there was complete silence, but I still dared not open my eyes. I did not know whether she had gone to play on the computer or was admiring my sleeping posture

I took off my clothes, put them away, looked at the bathtub, and saw that there was no water, which left me somewhat uncertain. I put my clothes back on, then took them off again. I thought to myself that this was a perfect opportunity to fill the tub. When I looked at the bathtub again, I was delighted; indeed, there was no water. Master, I admire you! You truly live up to that state of disarray!

After a while, when that hand pulled back my blanket, it fell silent. My heart sank slightly from my throat, but immediately, it almost burst out of my throat

I clutched the blanket tightly, almost crying out; it is my last refuge. Without it, I do not know how to face the world.

Having found nothing further, I had no choice but to watch the recordings. I opened the player, located the approximate time frame, and began to watch.

Soon, it will be time to sleep. I am utterly exhausted from the day, so I hurried to take a shower. Whether this ritual is successful or not can be gauged by looking at the bathtub. However, judging by the master's final confident demeanor, it should be fine.

I was extremely nervous, cold sweat pouring down my back, yet my cousin had already fallen asleep and did not hear a thing

At that moment, my cousin suddenly woke up and asked what I was doing. I told her to stay in bed and not move, as I needed to examine these footprints carefully. There were also footprints at the door, but those were my big footprints. However, besides my footprints, there were also the imprints of high-heeled shoes!

At this moment, my cousin also noticed the shoe prints in front of the bed. There were only shoe prints in front of the bed; I jumped from the bed directly to the door, and did not step on the salt in front of the bed.