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But when I woke up, I found that it was already the afternoon. The sun was setting in the west, and the red sunlight was pouring through the window into the room. The old locust tree outside was swaying back and forth, and it caused the red sunlight to shatter in the room. I didn't get up for a long time, and only looked at everything in the room with a blank look in my eyes, as if my mind wasn't thinking about anything at all.

It took me a long time to realize, is this the life I want?

In an old house that has been abandoned for a long time, waiting for mildew, wasting time, a day has been wasted by me again.

I lay there for a while longer, feeling more and more uneasy, thinking that I must not do this again tomorrow, that I must go out and look for a job …

It was getting dark again, and I felt an inexplicable sense of panic. I began to fear the night in the old house, I began to fear the darkness, I was afraid that once I closed my eyes, I would hear the baby crying and the sound of footsteps …

At this moment, I remembered that I went out to buy some incense and paper money at noon. I might be able to use it if I burn it now.

I took a broken iron basin from the courtyard and carried it back to the main hall.

He lit three incense sticks and placed them in the incense burner.

Green smoke rose in spirals, and the smell of incense filled the room …

I lit the paper money and threw it into the brazier, while burning it I muttered to myself: "My friends in the house, I, Shangguan Tian Luo, have no grudges with you all, I have done my duty in this life, and have not done anything bad. For my sake, I am a poor student, please let me go, when we become rich, I will definitely give you all more paper money, please do not scare me, I am too timid and cannot afford to be scared …"

When I was young, I saw my grandma burn paper money and kept muttering, but now I also learned from her. I don't care whether it works or not, it's still better than not doing anything, although I don't really believe in this kind of thing, but it's still necessary to have a sense of respect for these things.

I burned a stack of paper money for half an hour, muttering some incantation. Then, a gust of wind blew into the room, causing the paper money in the brazier to fly in the air. The ashes from the fire flew into the air, covering my entire body, and some of them even entered my nostrils, making me sneeze.

When I was better, I looked at the brazier and found that it had already been extinguished. There was only half of the paper money inside.

Even weirder was that the incense burner had also been completely destroyed from the middle.

The weird scene left me dumbstruck. I had never experienced such a thing and I didn't understand what it meant. However, something abnormal meant that something could happen. I panicked.

Could it be that this old house is really haunted? I don't believe in my atheism anymore …

But even if there was a ghost, what could I do? I couldn't just move out right now, could I? I've only lived here all day, and I haven't even stayed the second night.

No, just bear with it. It might be safe tonight.

With that in mind, I lay there like a dead dog, and since I had eaten lunch at noon and immediately fell asleep, I was not hungry at all, so I decided not to eat dinner, saving a meal, a meal a day, and indeed a lot of money.

For some reason, although he slept for the whole afternoon and woke up for a while, he still felt sleepy and especially tired. It was as if he had run five kilometers in one breath.

I lay there motionless. I certainly didn't dare to read horror novels now, so I picked up another historical novel from the side and started reading. The time I spent reading was always very short, and in the blink of an eye, it was already 10 o'clock at night.

Every time at this time, I would fall asleep. Even though I slept for a long time during the day, I would still fall asleep. Holding onto my book, I would fall asleep again in a daze.

This time, I had another dream.

In this dream, there was only darkness. There was endless darkness, and in the dream, there was the sound of babies crying. The sound of footsteps in the living room also continued. Drip, drip … He kept walking non-stop, sometimes accompanied by a burst of cold laughter.

The sound of footsteps and crying went on for a long time. I wanted to get up and go out and look, or sit up, but my body was so heavy that my eyelids wouldn't tear.

In the end, I didn't wake up.

After a long time, the crying of the baby and the sound of footsteps in the hall disappeared.

The next scene was that of a man staring with a pair of bloodshot eyes. In his hands was a sharp leg of the chair, covered in blood, falling drop by drop onto the ground.

He was standing by my bed, his mouth open in indignation, as if he were shouting at me. He was yelling all the time, but I couldn't hear him, didn't know what he was trying to say.

I was very scared, I just lay there without moving. At this moment, the scene suddenly appeared in the living room again, the man holding the stool leg was currently holding a stool, he was using the stool in his hand, desperately smashing it towards the head of a one-year-old child. Two... Three times...

How could such a weak baby withstand such devastation? With just a single strike, the baby fell into a pool of blood, but the man didn't stop there. He continued to smash at the baby, to the point of insanity.

I was angry, my heart ached, I wanted to stop it all, but I was powerless, I couldn't move, I couldn't open my mouth, I could only watch this cruel and cruel scene unfold before my eyes, my heart was bleeding, at the same time, there was an indescribable pain, at the same time, there was also a deep fear, this man was too terrifying.

The image then changed and a woman rushed out of the bedroom. There was shock and disbelief on her face, and her crying was excruciating. The man grinned, picked up a sharp stool leg, and stabbed the woman in the neck, instantly piercing her neck, causing blood to gush out of his mouth.

Then, an old lady walked out from behind that crazy man. The old lady was crying as if she was saying something to the man, but the man didn't say anything to her and just used the sharp leg of the chair to stab into her chest. The old lady's body limply fell, falling into a pool of blood.