Chapter 288 Hello, I’m from downstairs
Looking at the paper money on the floor, Chu Ping felt a little frightened, not because of fear, but because it was really scary here.
This building is a residential building with only three households on each floor.
When Chu Ping saw the child on the second floor, he only saw the child running back into the corridor, without seeing which room he entered.
However, Chu Ping's goal was not on the third floor, so he didn't care. He just turned around and walked towards the fourth floor.
But when he just walked towards the fourth floor, he saw another dark shadow appearing at the corner of the corridor from the third floor to the fourth floor, as if he was picking something up. As he picked it up, his body was shaking, and at the same time. Another burst of strange laughter came from there.
Because the shadow appeared too suddenly, Chu Ping did not step forward rashly.
Just when he was hesitating, Chu Ping felt someone behind him tugging on his clothes.
Chu Ping, who was already nervous, was startled. When he turned around, he saw a little boy wearing cartoon-patterned clothes standing in front of him.
The little boy looked about seven or eight years old. Judging from his outline, he should be the child who was squatting at the stairs on the third floor looking down at Chu Ping.
Chu Ping instinctively took two steps back, keeping a certain distance from the little boy.
"Are you lost too?"
In line with the fine quality of respecting the elderly and caring for the young, Chu Ping took the lead in saying hello to the little boy.
But what Chu Ping didn't expect was that the little boy didn't answer him at all. He just kept tugging at the corners of Chu Ping's clothes, as if to stop him from doing anything.
Chu Ping recalled what he was doing when the little boy first appeared, and he felt a little clear in his heart.
"He is preventing me from going up to the fourth floor. Is there something terrible on the fourth floor?"
Chu Ping frowned and turned to look at the stairs leading to the fourth floor. The strange figure just now was still rustling around the corner, doing something unknown.
Then Chu Ping turned his attention to the little boy holding his clothes.
"No matter how you look at it, little boys are easier to deal with."
Chu Ping reached out to touch the little boy's head, but the little boy took two steps back, avoided Chu Ping's hand, and then ran towards the third floor corridor. Chu Ping felt strange in his heart, as if the little boy had something to say to him.
"Is he a mute?"
The little boy didn't speak from the first time he saw Chu Ping, which made Chu Ping think that the little boy was probably mute.
"Cripple, mute... Are all the residents in this building disabled?"
Chu Ping remembered the image of the rickety old man on the second floor. The wooden leg attracted Chu Ping's attention from the beginning. However, out of politeness, Chu Ping did not ask until the rickey old man sacrificed himself. Even Chu Ping didn't ask this question to the ghosts in the black mist.
Only now that he saw the little boy like this, Chu Ping remembered what happened before.
There was something blocking the way on the fourth floor. Chu Ping had no choice but to follow the little boy to the third floor.
But the sight in front of him made Chu Ping take a breath of cold air.
There are three households on one floor. In front of each household there is an extinguished brazier. Inside the brazier are white paper money that has not been burned cleanly. There is a black and white photo behind each brazier, and there is a stick stuck behind it. White flags with two words written on them - "Guide the Way".
"What does this mean? A mass funeral?"
Chu Ping looked at the paper money spread on the ground and seemed a little confused about where to start.
"How about going upstairs."
Chu Ping began to retreat in his heart.
At this moment, the door facing the corridor slowly opened, and a woman in a black dress stood there.
The woman didn't seem to expect that there would be anyone else here, so the moment she saw Chu Ping, she subconsciously closed the door.
Chu Ping reacted quickly and directly reached out to hold the door.
The little boy who had led him here just now had disappeared when he entered the corridor on the third floor. Now that he finally saw a normal-looking person, Chu Ping naturally couldn't let him go.
"Hello, I am the neighbor downstairs. My name is Xie Guoan."
When she heard Chu Ping speak, the woman's originally flustered and frightened eyes calmed down a little.
"The neighbor downstairs?"
The woman's eyes revealed suspicion. She left only a gap in the door, stood inside the door and began to look at Chu Ping outside.
When she saw the shrine held by Chu Ping, her eyes were in a daze unconsciously, as if she recognized the shrine.
The woman quickly regained her composure and then looked at Chu Ping again.
"Is there anyone living downstairs?"
Perhaps because she felt that what she said could easily cause misunderstanding, the woman in the room explained again.
"I don't live here very often, so I don't know much about the situation in this building. I hope you don't misunderstand."
Chu Ping nodded slightly. At first, he was still worried that the woman would see through it, and he had even thought of the excuses later. But now it's better. Women don't always come over, which gives Chu Ping more room to play. .
"I just moved here. I just heard a noise in the corridor, so I came out to take a look."
"Oh, it's very dangerous here at night. You'd better go back and don't come out. It's best to move out after dawn."
The woman's voice was cold, without any emotion, but her eyes fell on the shrine held by Chu Ping again at some point.
Chu Ping had no intention of leaving, and his hand was still on the door.
There was a hint of wariness in the woman's eyes.
"Is there anything else?"
"Nothing, nothing."
Chu Ping said this, and kept looking into the crack of the door, as if he was looking for something.
"If nothing happens, just go back. The more dangerous it becomes at night, the more dangerous it will be."
The woman's voice was still so cold.
"I saw a child just now..."
Before Chu Ping finished speaking, the woman closed the door directly.
Chu Ping, who had been rejected, was stunned. He did not expect that the woman would just close the door.
"She's so unenthusiastic. Look at how enthusiastic the uncle downstairs is. But from the look in her eyes, it's obvious that she is interested in the shrine in my hand. This can be considered a gain."
Chu Ping turned around and was about to leave, but when he looked at the brazier on the ground, he was suddenly attracted by the black and white photo placed next to the brazier.
"This is······"
Chu Ping slowly approached, and when he saw the person in the photo clearly, he couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine.
"It's the little boy!"
