"Hello, my name is Zhang Asi, a non-staff evil expert."
I stood in front of a wooden shack practicing my introduction,
After muttering a few words to myself, I knocked on the door.
There are almost all such simple and modest buildings in the neighborhood, which seem to be enough to protect them from wind and rain.
Dong Dong....
Ta-ta-ta... Someone is moving around in the shack, and the voice should be a woman.
Creak...The door opened and there was a face like dry and wrinkled papyrus.
She carefully exposed her eyes and looked around,
When she saw me, her pupils shrank and she immediately wanted to close the door in a panic.
I grabbed the door panel with my hand, looked closer and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm a good person."
The woman's pupils were trembling as she looked at the man with multiple scars on his neck, one blind eye, and a ghost-like skin.
He immediately pressed harder and tried to close the door frantically.
Good guy? How can there be such a good person?
But her strength was never as strong as mine. I opened the door with all my strength and broke in.
This woman is a middle-aged woman who is a little too old.
The room was dark, filled with a faint smell of mold, and the moisture inside made the skin sticky and greasy.
The cement floor seemed to be wet with water, making it even darker.
The woman found a steel pipe for protection from the side, and held it tightly with her gloved hands.
I shook my head helplessly and took out my ID from my pocket.
In the past six months, I occasionally helped the Supernatural Countermeasures Bureau solve problems, but since I was never willing to join them,
They gave me the status of a non-staff expert, which allowed me to act reasonably and compliantly. It was also considered an official status, but it was not under the official control.
The woman took the certificate with trembling hands,
I scratched my hair and said, "Isn't it the information you revealed? That someone on your side was skinned."
'I'm here to investigate'.
The woman nodded tremblingly and handed the ID back. I took it and asked, "Whose skin was peeled off?"
She pointed to the compartment inside, then led the way in,
The compartments are separated by wooden boards and opaque thick cloth. It can be regarded as a private space in this shack.
It was darker inside than in the shack, smelled of blood, and had an indescribable stench.
In the corner of the compartment, a bed was set up with wooden boards and buckets, and there was a person hiding in the quilts.
I frowned and walked over to lift the quilt.
Suddenly a skinless, bloody hand grabbed my hand,
I looked alertly and saw the woman slowly lifting up her clothes.
Underneath the clothes was blood red, with no trace of skin at all...
Only the body's skin was peeled off? .
I looked at the woman. The woman who was looked at was not ashamed. Instead, she collapsed and cried:
"I...I don't know what to do anymore?"
'Even life is difficult now'.
A body without skin is not only ugly, it's almost disgusting...
The murderous intent in my eyes surged out like a tide, and my fingers turned white.
Finally found your trace
In the past six months, my sense of Peeves has become stronger and stronger, and I can even feel which city it is in.
But finding a ghost in a city is still like looking for a needle in a haystack.
But as long as the skin-peeling ghost attacks people and skins them, its actions will be exposed.
I've almost caught it this way several times.
I asked the woman to put down her clothes: "Tell me first what is going on."
"Where have you been? Where did you lose the skin?".
The woman wiped away her tears and said, "It's the abandoned hotel at No. 24 Anning Street. Several people died in that hotel in the past few months. There are stories of ghosts in that hotel. Now everyone there has moved away."
"My family and I thought that no one was taking care of the place anyway, it was abandoned, and no one would go there, so we went there to find some scraps and sell the scrap metal for money."
"It was going very smoothly and I got a lot of waste products, but when I came out, the cold wind blew, and I realized that the skin on my body was gone..."
"I was stunned at the time. It was so scary. I didn't feel anything or any pain. I didn't even know when my skin was gone."
I nodded and said, "What happened a few days ago?".
Woman: "The night before."
After hearing this, I said nothing, went straight to the bed and lifted the quilt.
There was also a skinless man under the quilt, his flesh and blood were exposed and blackened, and his body already showed signs of decay.
I covered him with the quilt again: "He is dead."
The woman lowered her head and said:
"He is my man. We went together that night. I lost the skin on my upper limbs and he lost the skin on his whole body."
"He couldn't carry it through."
Now that I have determined the location of the Skinny Ghost, I don’t dare to hesitate.
When I left, I took some money out of my wallet and put it on the table.
"Bury it as soon as possible. I'll try to see if your skin can be recovered or restored."
The woman looked at my back and thanked me repeatedly.
In fact, this is just a comfort. A woman who loses less skin may be able to live longer.
The man couldn't bear it and died first. How long can a woman hold out?
I'm not a doctor or a saint, I can't save anyone,
All I can do is kill that ghost in human skin!
No. 24 Anning Street...I took a taxi to go there.
But I didn’t go in immediately. Instead, I sat down at a small restaurant more than 200 meters away from the hotel.
The boss, an older man in his thirties, sat on the counter and looked outside, while the lady boss was washing dishes inside.
I ordered a bowl of noodles and chatted with the boss while eating.
"Uncle, I heard that Hongxing Hotel is haunted?"
The boss was happy and said with a smile: "Hey, what's the matter? This matter has spread?".
"It's haunted. Otherwise, you see, no one lives here. Those people died a few days ago. People here either rent houses in other places, or even if they have homes, they don't dare to go back."
"If my place wasn't a little far away from that hotel, I would have moved."
"Every store nearby has encountered evil things."
I took a sip of noodle soup and asked jokingly: "What's evil? What kind of evil method?"
Boss: "Ever since someone died in that hotel, people nearby have never had a quiet day. Some people often hear someone knocking on the door at night, but when they open the door, there is no one. When they turn around, they see a line of water-stained footprints. Go straight to her bedroom."
"There is also a family with three children, two boys and one girl. The three children in his family are living a pretty good life. The children are also obedient and strive to be at the top of the class. Since there was a death in the hotel, he often found him My kids always run off to play by themselves these days."
"One day he secretly followed his second child to see who his children were playing with. This sight immediately frightened him. His second child was talking to himself downstairs, talking to the air, laughing and playing. "
"He couldn't help but stand up and ask the second child who he was playing with. The second child pointed in the air and said he was playing with his mother. When he heard that, he was almost paralyzed with fear. His wife had been dead for two years."
"He was so frightened that he took the child back. Since then, he has not allowed the child to go out alone. But one day when he took the children out to go to school, the child suddenly turned back to the house and said goodbye to his mother..."
"Since then, his child has often talked crazy and occasionally called his mother into the air."
"You said evil is not evil."
I nodded in agreement: "It's quite evil."
At this time, several children ran in,
The landlady heard the sound and quickly wiped her hands and came out: "School is over, go back to the room and do your homework."
Greeting the children into the house
The landlady asked me curiously: "Handsome man, there was no one in the store just now. Who are you talking to?".
A child leaned on the counter and shouted happily: "Dad!...".
After hearing this, the wife of the boss was stunned and grabbed the child: "I've told you a thousand times, your father has been dead for two years, what are you yelling about here?"
"Dad, he is right here...".
The boss in his thirties looked at me with a smile
And I silently looked at the photo of a family of five on the wall,
A harmonious couple with three lively and lovely children.
