"I'm looking for Li Xiumei. Is Li Xiumei at home?"
Hearing this voice again, I was no longer angry.
My legs were a bit unruly, so I almost crawled back to the bedroom and locked the bedroom door.
This is already the third time!
This time she actually came directly to my house!
I crawled back into bed, hid under the quilt, and wrapped myself tightly in the quilt.
But despite this, the fear in my heart did not disappear.
In addition to the nine points of fear, I also have one part of doubt.
Who is this girl?
Is she the mummy we dug up in that house?
Her clothing was almost identical to that of the mummy.
Meng Yifan and I had a brief exchange and suspected that this girl was the mummy.
But if she is the mummy, then who is Li Xiumei?
Could it be that Li Xiumei was the one who killed her, so she had to find her enemies over and over again?
But we don’t know Li Xiumei, why is she coming even after I’ve gone home?
I held my phone in my hand and quickly turned on the screen, ready to call Meng Yifan.
But after the screen turned on, I found that there was no signal on the phone at all.
The signal at our house is full and the signal is never cut off.
I suddenly remembered that on the first night, when this girl knocked on the door for the first time, I took my mobile phone to the toilet, but the mobile phone also had no signal at that time.
But I didn’t think much of it at the time, thinking that the signal in that community might not be very good.
Now it seems that it is not the signal, but the girl. As soon as she appears, my mobile phone will have no signal.
I suddenly collapsed.
The girl was still knocking on the door, getting louder and louder. She was forcing me to open the door for her!
But I didn't dare to open the door, I didn't even dare to respond to her.
Unfortunately, my cell phone had no signal at this time, so I couldn't contact Meng Yifan.
what do I do?
What if she gets impatient and comes right in? What should I do?
I feel like I'm dying tonight.
The desire to survive gave me courage, and I bravely climbed out of the bed, quickly opened my bedroom window, and shouted to the neighbors above me.
"Help! Is there anyone?"
"Please call the police for me!"
It was embarrassing, but I couldn't care less at the moment.
But after I finished calling, I waited for nearly half a minute, and no one responded to me upstairs or downstairs.
I quickly stretched out my head to look, only to find that none of the houses in my building had lights on.
It's only twelve o'clock in the morning. There are many young people in the community where I live. Young people nowadays like to stay up late. Why do all these people go to bed so early tonight?
I was a little unwilling and shouted twice more.
"Please! Call the police for me!"
"I am a resident of 1302!"
After shouting, there was still no movement around, and it was eerily quiet.
I shouted so loudly and the girl kept knocking on the door. Could it be that no one heard me?
I was a little anxious and climbed directly onto the window edge.
I'd probably jump off this if that girl walked in.
Just as I climbed up and sat down, subconsciously looking downstairs, a girl in a black dress broke into my sight as if she appeared out of thin air.
She was standing downstairs in our building, looking up at me.
I took a closer look and saw that it was the girl knocking on the door!
Our eyes were almost facing each other, and even though we were thirteen floors apart, I could clearly see that pale and bloodless face.
The air seemed to be filled with the familiar corpse smell.
I was so frightened that I almost rolled out. Fortunately, I held on to the window edge, otherwise if I fell from the thirteenth floor, all my parts would be broken into pieces.
After stabilizing my body, I quickly rolled back, closed the window tightly, and drew the curtains.
I continued to hide under the covers. Only the covers could give me a sense of security.
At this time, the knocking on the door continued and never stopped.
I was stunned.
The knocking on the door never stopped...
The girl was clearly downstairs just now. Since she was downstairs, how could she knock on the door at the same time?
How many ghosts have I been haunted by?
If there was more than one ghost, but the only one looking for Li Xiumei was that girl. How did she manage to block me downstairs and knock on the door upstairs at the same time?
I'm desperate.
Hiding in bed and praying that time will pass faster.
The knocking on the door outside never stopped, and it tortured me for several hours.
Finally, I stayed up until dawn. When it got up, although it was not very bright yet, the deadly knocking on the door finally stopped.
I lifted the quilt, and my whole body seemed to have been soaked in water. My pajamas were already soaked with sweat.
I picked up my phone and took a look. The signal that had disappeared was now back to full strength.
I quickly found Meng Yifan's number and prepared to call him.
But before the call was dialed, Meng Yifan called me first.
"Chen Mo, come here quickly, we are in trouble!"
On the phone, Meng Yifan sounded anxious and a little trembling.
I thought he was talking about the lawsuit, so I hurriedly said: "Don't worry about the lawsuit for now. I'm going to tell you something more important now..."
Meng Yifan snatched the words away: "Who the hell is talking about the lawsuit? We are really in trouble. Get out of the house right now!"
He gave me an address and hung up the phone immediately.
I thought to myself, is our ancestral grave being dug up? There's a lawsuit, there's a ghost, and now something is happening?
From Meng Yifan's tone, the matter seemed urgent, so I didn't dare to delay. I hurriedly went to the toilet, took a quick shower, changed into clean clothes, and got ready to go out.
When I was taking a shower, I looked in the mirror and found that my face was as pale as if I was seriously ill. I wonder if it was because of the fright I suffered last night.
When I opened the door, I didn't dare to open it directly. I looked at it through the peephole before I dared to open it.
I am now like a frightened bird, and even have a fear of 'doors'.
But then I thought about it, even if it was a ghost, I wouldn't dare to show up in the daytime.
After the door opened, I didn't see the ghost, but a photo came into my sight.
This photo is placed in front of my house. I don’t know who placed it.
I picked it up and took a look. It was an old photo. It was so old that it was a little yellowed, and the faces of the people on it were a little unclear.
The photo appears to be a family of three, a young man, a young woman, and a little girl about five or six years old.
I was startled suddenly and my hands were shaking a little.
The young woman's dress was exactly the same as that of the girl who knocked on the door.
Black dress, red high heels...
