Chapter 6, The Old Woman

Calm down a bit ... ... Zhao Long took a deep breath and said: "First, do not panic ... ... We ... ... "

"Um... Mr. Chen..." Zhao Long let out a sigh and said: "We..."

He wanted to organize his thoughts, but fear left his mind blank, making it impossible for him to effectively clarify his logic. Before coming here, he had already purchased a tombstone for himself, indicating that he had lost all hope for life. In his mindset, he felt little different from a patient diagnosed with terminal cancer by a doctor. At such times, his previous experiences of successfully writing blood characters twice were of little use.

Hmm? What is that sound? Hearing this sound eased Zhao Long's sense of fear, and he immediately asked, "That... Mr. Chen?"

Well... that's how it is...

An old resident was in such a state of panic, and as a new resident, Dong Xie was naturally also in a fluster. However, when he thought of his younger sister Aning behind him, he knew he could not back down now. Whether he stuck his head out or pulled it back, it would still be a knife to the neck; could fearing death truly prevent one from dying? There would always be a way to find a solution! There is no situation marked by blood that is an inevitable dead end!

However, there was no response from outside the door. Then, the doorbell rang again

Speaking of which, I indeed lost a spare key, and I was just contemplating whether to change the lock... I don't know who is playing tricks. The old man then asked, "Can you show me the key?"

Zhao Long's body nearly went limp, and then he thought of something. He immediately hung up the phone and called Feng Yu.

It is impossible to open the door, but this is the fifth floor, and there is nowhere to escape! So, what are they supposed to do?

Finally ... The thing that Zhao Long was most worried about did not happen. The call was connected, and Feng Yu's voice came through: "Zhao Long, it's me ... What's wrong, do you have any findings?"

... ...

The elderly man was taken aback, his expression somewhat displeased: "My spouse passed away three years ago; it must be someone impersonating her. I can show you..."

"Listen..." Zhao Long let out a sigh, then looked around once more before saying, "Stop wandering outside, come up quickly. Those things have already appeared."

At that moment, Dong Xie walked over, looked at the old man, and still with a wary expression, asked: "Um... could you show us a photo of your beloved?"

From the records and materials left by all past residents, one can infer one thing: humanity has no means to counterbalance "those things." The various exorcism methods circulated online are all nonsense, and the notion of using black donkey hooves to restrain zongzi is merely a fabrication from tomb-raiding novels. Whether it is a cross taken from a church, holy water, or amulets consecrated by high monks in temples, none can deal with "those things." When Dong Xie first learned of this, he was filled with despair. In order to ensure the survival of the protagonist in his novel, he had to transform the supernatural elements into a cultivation narrative, only to be harshly criticized by readers. He believed that every action has its consequences; how could there be spiritual entities without any means to restrain them? Yet the reality is just that cruel

Previously, Zhao Long and others searched for the address mentioned in the blood characters and then discovered that Building 3 had a rental available. Although the 5th floor was a bit high, the blood characters had already prohibited them from leaving Building 3, so whether they lived on the 1st floor only concerned the convenience of escaping. They then signed a contract with the landlord's son living in City K, paying the rent and the security deposit, with all arrangements handled by the landlord's son, and they only contacted the landlord himself via phone.

Because this time the speakerphone was not on, Dong Xie and Dong Ning were unaware of what he had heard. However, upon seeing his expression suddenly turn pale, they immediately deduced that he had heard something very terrifying

At this point, Zhao Long's complexion became even more pale, and the expressions on Dong Xie and Dong Ning's faces also turned extremely grim.

Looking at that photo, Zhao Long and the other two almost held their breath. ... The elderly woman beside the old man in the photo ...! ... was precisely the same old lady from just now!

Zhao Long was extremely anxious; he did not know what experiences Feng Yu and Ge Qi were currently facing outside, but he had to remind them

Zhao Long's face trembled suddenly upon hearing the other person's words, and his phone nearly slipped from his hand

Well ... ... it ... ... is ... ... probably them ... ...

Zhao Long handed the key to the elderly man, who took the key, glanced at it, nodded, and said: "Hmm... it is that key. What does the person who gave you the key look like? It seems I need to change the lock, who knows if she has had a new key made."

Um ... ...

Hello? Hello? Mr. Zhao? Are you still listening?

At that moment, a sudden sound of the doorbell came from outside the door

When they learned that the elderly woman they had just encountered was very likely a corpse, both Dong Xie and Dong Ning felt their bodies nearly collapse. After all, neither of them had ever truly come into contact with "those unclean things," yet they never expected such an encounter to occur under these circumstances

At this moment, the footsteps of the old lady downstairs could no longer be heard

At that moment, a voice came from outside the door: "Mr. Zhao?"

My son just called me... I am getting old; I intended to take a nap, but unexpectedly, I overslept

As he reached the door, Zhao Long spoke up

He took out a napkin and wiped the cold sweat that had formed on his forehead. Zhao Long also knew that he had basically lost all face in front of these two new residents. However, to be honest, after going through the two previous blood tests, he felt he had reached his limit; those who had explored the way out were not him.

Why didn't you contact me when you arrived? I only found out because my son told me. He said you are already on the 5th floor and mentioned that someone gave you the key, falsely claiming it was my partner

Zhao Long opened the door slightly and looked outside. There stood an elderly man in his twilight years, yet he appeared to be in good spirits, unlike the previous one...

Three individuals entered the room, and Zhao Long quickly locked the door. He instructed Feng Yu and Ge Qi to come up as soon as possible

Upon hearing this sound, their expressions all changed dramatically

Don't... don't be afraid! Dong Xie quickly supported Zhao Long, who was about to collapse onto the floor, and said: "It might be Feng Yu and Ge Qi!"

Is it you, Feng Yu?

That aged voice sounds very much like Mr. Chen Bokuan, the landlord

"She... she should not harm us for the time being," Dong Xie said, gripping his chest tightly, desperately suppressing the tremors of his body. "If she wanted to kill us, she could have acted long ago. This time, the blood letter... has not officially begun yet!"

Answer the phone, answer the phone... answer the phone!

He took out his phone and then pulled up a photo: "This was taken three years ago..."