Chapter 3

Yao Ye looks at the mark on the ground and is stunned for a moment. Then he suddenly steps back and wants to avoid the pile of unburned yellow paper.

It's a pity that I hurt my ankle. It's hard to avoid that I'm a little late. When I withdraw, the soles of my shoes are stained with gray paper ash.

Although Yao Ye doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, he also thinks it's unlucky to meet someone burning paper in the middle of the night, and subconsciously bypasses this corner.

As he continued to walk forward, he suddenly remembered the conversation of the nurses at the reception desk just now - someone was burning paper at the crossroads to transfer the bad luck to the person who stepped on the paper ash.

After a step, Yaoye touches the tip of his nose, which is red with cold.

Luck has always been evil.

When he was a child, he once heard some folk anecdotes from his elders. He said that there were many evil ways of transshipment in ancient times, but without exception, once someone wanted to transship, the bad luck he abandoned would be transferred to another person.

Therefore, transshipment is the most harmful thing.

In fact, the transferred luck is just the embodiment of a person's Yang Qi. At most, it will make the person who accepts other people's luck healthy. At most, the person who is transferred will be weak for a period of time, which is almost the level of common influenza.

However, there are exceptions. Some weak people will easily run into unclean things if they lose their Yang too much, so many people will die.

Yao Ye thought of this and looked back at the pile of paper dust behind him.

The wind scattered a lot of ashes, and the scattered yellow paper debris became more and more prominent in the middle of the night.

It turns out that some people really take the legend of transshipment seriously.

Yao Ye takes back his eyes, shrugs and puts the pile of paper ashes behind him.

Some people still believe this kind of feudal superstition, which is really the failure of compulsory education.

When he was a child, he was cheated for some time. When he was older, he didn't believe in this kind of thing.

To put it bluntly, this kind of folklore is just the psychological comfort of the older generation. There is no scientific basis for what is Yang Qi and luck.

The theory of transshipment is even more absurd. One's fate depends on one's own efforts. How can one be influenced by this pile of paper ashes? It's too sad to place hope on transshipment to change fate.

Yao Ye closes his collar and quickens his steps. The night is getting darker. He really wants to go back and have a rest.

Whispering -

the wind blows Yao Ye's black trouser legs and blows the yellow paper ashes to the ground, leaving only some traces of white gray.

Because the cold wind in the night is too harsh, Yao Ye's pace is getting bigger and bigger. Although he can't run because of his foot injury, his speed is not slow.

He went all the way against the cold wind. At the speed of almost trotting, a familiar apartment building finally appeared in his vision.

"Hoo! I'm home at last. "

It's dark, and the guard is already dozing off in the guard room. Yao Ye is freezing. He swipes his card into the apartment building and goes straight to the elevator.

The elevator door is closed. Yao Ye looks at the display screen. The 15 story elevator has just descended to the 13th floor.

Some are waiting.

Yao Ye touches his red ears and presses the elevator button to wait for the elevator to go down to the first floor.

As the elevator slowly pushes down, Yao Ye rubs his frozen palm, takes out his mobile phone and brushes the news. A local headline comes into his eyes.

"Recently, a number of students committed suicide and jumped from a high-rise building with more than a dozen stories. While their parents were in agony, they also caused great trouble to the lives of nearby residents. After police investigation, it seems that it was caused by too much pressure to study..."

Seeing this, Yao Ye feels sorry. After all, they are young lives. It's a pity that they are gone.

Today's students are too emotional. No matter how heavy their studies are, there are always solutions. Why make fun of their own lives.

Ding -

I don't know how long it took for the elevator to reach the first floor.

Yao Ye locks his mobile phone and waits for the elevator door to open. He is exhausted and can't wait to go home and take a hot bath to relax.

As the elevator door slowly opens, a girl junior high school student with long hair and a shawl in blue and white school uniform appears in front of Yao Ye.

Junior high school students pale, standing upright in the middle of the elevator, just blocked in the elevator entrance, did not mean to get out of the way.

Seeing this, Yao Ye blinks his eyes suspiciously. Wen Sheng asks, "excuse me, is there something wrong? Can I help you? "

This little girl is still pestering in the elevator in the middle of the night. Maybe she was criticized by her parents and came out impulsively.

The junior high school student looks at Yao Ye and slowly shakes her head. She seems to realize that she is in the way and walks out of the elevator.

After the junior high school students came out, Yao Ye looked at the elevator door that was about to close, pressed the button again, let the elevator door open again, turned to the silent junior high school student who was standing not far away, and said, "little girl, it's late. You'd better go home early, or your parents will worry."Thinking of the social news he saw just now, Yao Ye is really afraid of the little girl.

Junior high school students stand in front of the elevator door, looking at Yao Ye coldly, silent, seems to be very impatient.

Yao Ye's hot face sticks to his cold ass, and he feels embarrassed, so he has to enter the elevator.

Also, in the middle of the night, a stranger suddenly talks to you. It's really unpleasant, and it's normal for people to ignore you.

Yao Ye secretly scolds himself for his bad intentions. When the Virgin Mary gets home, he stops looking at the junior high school student and presses the button on the 10th floor of the elevator to wait for the elevator door to close.

However, just as the elevator door was about to close, the junior high school student who had been standing in front of the elevator suddenly approached the elevator and lay on the elevator door. Through the gap that was only the width of the child's arm, he stared at Yao Ye in the elevator with a pair of eyes with dilated pupils. His expression was cold and gloomy.

Ding - the elevator door is completely closed and pushed up.

In the elevator, Yao Ye opens his eyes and subconsciously takes a step back. His whole body is as stiff as a bucket of ice water. His breath stops for a moment, and his eyebrows are filled with fear.

Just now that pair of eyes suddenly close, give people the visual impact is not small.

Because Yao Ye was standing very close to the elevator door just now, he could clearly see that his dead eyes were empty and their pupils were dilated. The degree of pupil diffusion did not even belong to the category of normal human beings.

Anyone who has studied medicine knows that the eyes whose black pupils have been diffused to the edge of the pupils can only belong to the dead.

And such a pair of eyes, just staring at themselves, as if full of resentment in general.

It's so quiet in the elevator that you can hear your heart beating like a drum. With the increase of the floor, Yao Ye's fingers tremble. He can't even hold his mobile phone.

After a while, he regained his mind, took a few deep breaths, held his mobile phone tightly, calmed his nervous mood, and tried to refute his conclusion.

There are no ghosts in the world. The stories about ghosts and gods are just rumors. Those eyes don't necessarily belong to the dead. Some eye diseases can cause the same pupil diffusion. What's more, the girl was obviously alive just now.

I must have read it wrong. Maybe just now it was just the girl's prank, which scared him so ignorant.

Yao Ye blinked, comforted himself, and spurned his unswerving belief in materialism.

"What do you think! I must have been freezing my brain just now

Yao Ye knocked himself on the head, his face full of chagrin.

It's all the gossip I heard today.

He was probably frightened by the random lies of the nurses, plus the yellow paper at the crossroads and the stimulation of the news just now, which led to his illusion.

Yes, it must be a psychological illusion.

Although he comforted himself, he still stood inside the elevator, as far away from the door as possible, as if there was something uncomfortable there.

Ding - it's the tenth floor.

Yao Ye let go of his clenched teeth and can't wait to walk out of the elevator. Because of his rapid pace, his sprained ankle began to protest. The more anxious he was, the more angry he was. The ulcerated surface in his mouth was so painful that people wanted to cut off the meat.

With all his discomfort, Yao Ye licks his dry lips, takes out the key in his pocket, goes to the apartment with the number 1005, opens the door neatly and closes it quickly.

Then, leaning against the thick door panel, Yao Ye breathed a long sigh, and his tense nerves relaxed completely.

For the first time, he felt that this small apartment was so warm and kind. Although he still hated the small and expensive apartment which was less than 70 square meters a few days ago, at this moment, there was a place where he could live, which undoubtedly made him feel much more at ease.

Reaching out to turn on the light in the porch, Yao Ye finds the remote control of the air conditioner in the living room and sets the temperature to the highest level. He doesn't lower the temperature until he feels that his stiff limbs have the temperature again.

After all, the salary during the internship is not much, and the air conditioner can not be turned on more. When he takes a bath to warm up, he will turn off the air conditioner to save electricity.

Yao Ye looks at the time on his mobile phone. At 1:15 a.m., if he doesn't have a rest, he won't be able to get up to catch the bus at 6 o'clock tomorrow. With a melancholy sigh, he unbuttons his clothes and goes to the bathroom.

It's just a little shower, a quick decision.

At this time, outside the room,

located in the middle of the corridor, the elevator that had been closed rose from the first floor one by one and opened again on the tenth floor, revealing the pale faces of female junior high school students.

It stepped out of the elevator and stood for a long time before moving its stiff limbs and began to ring the doorbell one by one, as if looking for someone.

The girl junior high school students with black hair spread all over her face ring the doorbell with her slender and weak arms. Every movement is as rigid and dull as a rusty robot. The connection between the joints also has a lot of disobedience. If you insist on describing it, it is like a walking corpse.The lights in the corridor began to flicker.

All of a sudden, the blue and white school uniform of the female junior high school students gradually dyed a thick color of blood.

It is said that ghosts who want to find a substitute will follow the stranger they like, find their residence, and watch in secret until they find the best time to take away the life of the stranger.

The bathroom

clattered -

when Yao Ye turned on the shower head, warm hot water gushed out, washing away his fatigue and cold.

He closed his eyes to enjoy the warmth of the mist in the bathroom, but the scene in the elevator flashed through his mind again.

If those eyes belong to the living, then Why doesn't the cornea have any luster? The white eyes are also very turbid

Yao Ye turns off the shower switch and puts his wet short hair behind his head. His warm cheeks turn pale again.

It should be that he was wrong just now. That girl is a normal person.

Yao Ye absently picks up the long bath towel on one side and wipes the water drops on his body with the bath towel. Suddenly he tears his mouth with self mockery and feels that he really thinks too much.

It's ridiculous to boast of materialism at ordinary times and be suspicious at the first time when something happens.

He is a big man, what to be afraid of, don't think about it, sleep on nothing!

Yao Ye wakes up and simply washes. This time, he finally remembers to take the medicine on time. He takes the medicine for the treatment of oral ulcer from the bedside table and smears some safflower oil on his ankle before lying on the bed and getting ready to sleep.

Alas, he's sick all over. If he goes on like this, he'll be so tired that he'll die suddenly.

If he hadn't been so tired recently, he would have been so scared by his own suspicions!

Yao Ye is lying on the bed, as if he can hear the creaking sound of his bones. A sense of kidney deficiency makes him very weak.

Just then, the doorbell outside was rang.

Ding Ding -

hearing the doorbell, Yao Ye didn't even move. As soon as his head touched the pillow, he felt sleepy. He was so sleepy that his eyelids couldn't open. He didn't want to pay attention to the disturbing bell in the middle of the night.

It must be some kid who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night playing a prank. Just ignore it.

He was so busy that he was so frightened that he didn't want to leave the warm bed.

Therefore, he put the doorbell behind him and fell asleep as if he didn't hear it.

Outside the door, the long hair junior high school students' arms are stiff and they ring the doorbell regularly. They don't stop until the ninth time. They walk to the next apartment with stiff steps and repeat the action just now. They ring the doorbell in silence.

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I don't know how long after that, a night owl tenant who was impatient with the doorbell finally couldn't stand it. He opened the door hard and yelled at the 18 generation ancestors of the troublemakers.

The junior high school student who was about to go to the next room to ring the bell stopped. His head turned abruptly and made a strange sound of "cluck". The black eyes were covered with blood.

At the moment when the junior high school students' face was full of death, the tenant opened his mouth wide and his face was full of panic. All the screams were cut off in his throat.

"Cluck -"

Click -

the door was closed again, and the corridor was quiet.

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