I made myself the protagonist

Chapter 68 Bedroom Invasion
The soles of the slippers kept rubbing against the old floor, making a "rustling" sound.

Ling Yun curled up under the quilt, although he appeared to be sleeping soundly, but in fact, his back under the quilt was already soaked in sweat.

The voice kept approaching him, besides the sound of slippers, Ling Yun also heard heavy breathing.

How could this be?Could it be that the spell given by Chen You didn't work?

Now that an accident happened, should I use the spirit-suppressing spell to expel the evil spirit directly, or wait and see?

What Ling Yun didn't expect was that danger would befall him so soon.This spirit-suppressing spell is very valuable. It was originally a killer move he exchanged to save his life at a critical moment, but who would have thought that this was only the first night, and the mission had just begun...

Not so unlucky!
Ling Yun closed his eyes tightly, concentrating on locking the direction of the voice.After entering his room, the "person" first came to the closet, and then slowly moved to the dressing table directly opposite him.

Ling Yun's eyelids trembled slightly, he mustered up his courage, and narrowed his eyes slightly, wanting to see what exactly had entered his room.

Because he opened his eyes and thought for a while before, Ling Yun's eyes have adapted to the darkness.With the help of the orange light, he soon saw a vague black figure with his back facing him, hovering unsteadily near the dressing table.

The figure was wearing a white shirt and khaki suit pants, with blood stains all over his body.Although it was just a back view, it was not difficult to see that the other party was a middle-aged man, about 40 to [-] years old.

Fear instantly surrounded Ling Yun's whole body like a tide.Every muscle in his body felt frozen, even his vocal cords.He really wanted to call for help and wake up Zhao Sicheng—if it was his ability, maybe he could break the current deadlock.

Unfortunately, the current self can't move at all.

The mattress under his body was soaked with his own sweat, Ling Yun felt like a drowning person, despair and suffocation gradually permeated his heart.

He secretly prayed in his heart, hoping that the black shadow would leave; however, things didn't go as planned, after wandering twice, it turned around and gradually walked towards where it was.

Ling Yun closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and tried his best to show himself relaxed enough.Intuition told him that he should not let the other party realize that he was still awake.Perhaps the only way to get out of danger.

rustling...

The sound of slippers had already stopped near the head of his bed.

Ling Yun remained motionless while lying on his side. He closed his eyes again, tried to breathe as smoothly as possible, and even took two deep breaths, simulating that he was in a state of deep sleep.

Must be calm.

Ling Yun kept admonishing himself, controlling the movement of facial muscles including eyeballs.If it is a little unnatural, through the eyelids, it can be seen that it is pretending to sleep.

Judging from the figure of that black shadow, it was the former tenant of room 2442, Yang Feng's husband.

He was a tutor with a human face and a heart of beasts. While his wife and children were not at home, he raped the twin sisters who came to study at home. As a result, the sister who resisted used scissors to kill him, and finally the sister hanged in the house.

The innocent hostess, Yang Feng, came back and saw the tragic state of the house. Since then, she was in a trance after being frightened. She took her son with albinism and dared not go home, so she could only wander in the corridors all day long. She was taken in by the security guard, Uncle Yan. Lived in the stairwell.

After the tragedy happened, 2442 was occupied by the evil spirits of the twin sisters, and their ghosts still lingered.

Ling Yun couldn't figure out why the evil spirit of the male master of the beast would appear in his room for no reason?

Could it be that after death, he turned into an earth-bound spirit and wandered around the building, and because he was afraid of the powerful pair of sisters' vengeful spirits, he hid in other places?
Just as he was thinking wildly to divert his attention, Ling Yun suddenly felt a burst of cold breath on his cheeks.

Under the quilt, Ling Yun's toes curled up violently, and goosebumps appeared on his back: He immediately realized that in the darkness, that person was already standing at the head of his bed, bending down and looking at him close to his face. !

Although he didn't open his eyes, a pale and swollen man's face had already appeared in Ling Yun's mind at this moment.

His face was expressionless, his facial features were distorted, his cheeks were deeply sunken, and only a pair of eyes that hadn't rotted through yet, shot out a vicious and cold light, like a sharp dagger, wishing to gouge out his own skin and kill himself Cramp and peel.

This kind of malice that entered the bone marrow made Ling Yun feel horrified, just when he was determined to summon the town spirit talisman, the next second, he felt a pair of cold hands getting into his quilt.

That hand was sticky, slippery and cold, slowly stroking his chest along the position of his neck.

What's the meaning?This old pervert died and still didn't forget his nature?
Thinking that it was the ghost of a middle-aged man who was touching his body, Ling Yun only felt his scalp go numb, and the sensation of shock made him forget his fear in an instant.

"Go to hell!"

Ling Yun opened his eyes abruptly, and bounced off the bed.But what surprised him was that there was nothing beside the bed, and the previous black shadow also disappeared at this moment.

Ling Yun touched the phone, and was surprised to find that it was only three o'clock in the morning, which was a little earlier than the time he saw when he woke up.

"Could it be that everything just now was an illusion? Or, am I dreaming?"

Ling Yun was still in shock, and when he was about to lie down again, with the help of the cold light emitted by the mobile phone screen, he suddenly found that the room was in a mess: the wardrobe and the dressing table were tilted to the ground, and there were large amounts of blood splattered everywhere on the walls. Some people saw it and thought it was the scene of a murder.

At this time, there was a large pool of blood stains beside Ling Yun's bed; not only that, there were several clear bloody palm prints on the head of the bed and on the sheets under him.

All this told him: the scene he saw just now was definitely not a dream!
Ling Yun jumped out of bed in shock. He wanted to go to the living room to find Zhao Sicheng, but at this moment, a few drops of cold liquid suddenly fell from the ceiling above his head.The liquid dripped on his cheeks, exuding a strange stench.

Almost subconsciously, Ling Yun raised his head.

After seeing the scene above his head clearly, he felt cold all over, his brain went blank, and his scalp exploded with a "swish".

I saw a male corpse with a hideous face appearing on the original stain on the ceiling.

It was covered in blood, with several nails stuck in its forehead and mouth, and several finger-thick nails pierced through its body, and it was firmly nailed to the ceiling.The male corpse's eyes widened in horror, and blood continued to ooze from its mouth and nose. The moment Yu Lingyun's eyes met, it suddenly rolled its eyes and kept making strange noises, looking extremely painful.

"Fatty, fatty!!!"

The horror of this scene has already exceeded the limit of Ling Yun's psychological endurance. He was so frightened by the terrifying scene in front of him that he fell to the ground, and after reacting, he scrambled and fled to the door.

However, the door of the room closed suddenly at some point, and no matter how he turned the handle, he couldn't open it.

In the darkness, Ling Yun clearly heard a loud "boom".

At this moment, his heart seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.Immediately afterwards, there was a rustling sound of crawling and rubbing on the floor behind him. The sound was very fast, and the next second, a pair of sticky and cold hands grabbed his ankles violently.

Ling Yun lowered his head, only to find a pale grimace at his feet.

Its face was covered with pitch-black holes. There were only two holes left for a pair of eyes, and its lips had long since rotted away, exposing scarlet gums and a mouthful of white teeth.

"Death..." The grieving ghost spoke slowly, as rough as if his vocal cords had been worn away by sandpaper, and black pus and blood slowly flowed down his eye sockets to both sides of his cheeks.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

Ling Yun screamed and sat up from the bed again.At this time, the house was quiet, the dim light in the living room shone on the wall through the door, Zhao Sicheng's snoring sound was still there, and the scene in front of him was exactly the same as what he saw in his dream just now.

"call"

Suddenly, a gust of cold and damp wind blew past Ling Yun's ears, as if an invisible person in the darkness approached his ears and breathed lightly.

Ling Yun only felt that the blood vessels in his brain were about to burst, and almost every pore in his body was trembling.

At this moment, he was almost unable to distinguish between dreams and reality, and he didn't dare to look behind him. At this moment, Ling Yun only had one thought in his mind, and that was to escape!
"Fatty, fatty, wake up!!!" At the same time as Ling Yun raised his mind, a force burst out of his body, causing him to move into the living room in a very short moment.

Soon, Zhao Sicheng, who was sleeping like a dead pig, opened his eyes sleepily under the eager push of the other party.He yawned, and wanted to complain a few words, until he felt the chill penetrating into his bone marrow around him, and then he woke up completely.

Before Ling Yun could speak, Zhao Sicheng suddenly sat up from the sofa and walked straight to the door of his room.

Zhao Sicheng turned on the wall lamp and found that everything in the house was normal without any abnormalities.But even so, he still sensed a faint yin energy.

"Don't worry, there is indeed an aura left by that thing in the room, but the Yin thing itself is gone."

After Zhao Sicheng finished speaking, he said strangely: "That's not right, didn't Chen You give us a spell? Why doesn't it work?"

On the other side, Ling Yun walked to the door, only to find that the yellow talisman that had been pasted before had fallen to the corner behind the shoe cabinet at some point.

Seeing this, Zhao Sicheng suddenly realized, went to the balcony and locked the window, and smiled: "My, my, I've always been afraid of heat, and I wanted to cool off before going to bed, so I didn't close the windows tightly, and let the wind blow the yellow talisman." If it is dropped, it will give that thing a chance to take advantage of it."

"...All right, count me as unlucky."

Ling Yun dusted off the amulet, and stuck it on the door again.

(End of this chapter)