infinite danger

Chapter 163 Traces

Zhou Qi was nervous at first, but at this moment he felt a little drowsy. He didn't notice anything wrong at all, so he slapped himself on the neck: "It's not easy for mosquitoes to be open in such cold."

The woman in the pink skirt who was following him frowned depressedly, and slapped him on the neck.

"Oh, did I hit too hard? Why is my neck hurting?" Zhou Qi rubbed his sore neck and closed the bathroom door without looking back.

The woman in the pink skirt: "..." Questioning ghosts, are people so difficult to scare nowadays?

When Ji Siwei went upstairs, Zhou Qi had just come out of the shower. The two met in the living room on the second floor. Zhou Qi tossed his hair: "I feel much more comfortable after taking a shower. You should go take a shower too."

As soon as he turned around, Ji Siwei saw a blue-black palm print on the back of his neck.

Ji Siwei frowned: "Why is there a palm print on your neck?"

Zhou Qi touched his neck, not paying much attention: "A mosquito bit me just now. I took the picture myself. I didn't control the force well. It still hurts."

The palm print was not big, with slender fingers, a circle smaller than Zhou Qi's hand.

Even if he practices iron sand palms, it is impossible to make black and blue palm prints.

Ji Siwei asked him, "Are you sure you haven't encountered anything strange?"

"No." Zhou Qi looked all over the room for a hair dryer and couldn't find it, so he sat on a chair and wiped his hair with a towel.

As long as the nerves are thick enough, ghosts can't scare him.

Ji Siwei glanced at the room, but didn't see the paper figurine, so he also took his clothes to wash up.

As soon as he left the room, a woman in a pink skirt appeared beside Zhou Qi, without doing anything, she just looked at him with a smile on her face.

Zhou Qi was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, and when he heard the laughter of a woman nearby, he thought he was already dreaming, so he fell asleep on one of the single beds regardless of whether his hair was still wet, and soon fell asleep.

The woman in the pink skirt sat beside his bed, folded his towels and put them on the bedside table.

When Ji Siwei came back from the shower, the woman had disappeared.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual in the room, he dried his hair and prepared to rest.

When it comes to drawer space, getting enough sleep is important.

The little puppet got into Ji Siwei's bed and said softly, "Master, you can sleep peacefully, the little puppet will protect you."

"So cute." Ji Siwei touched the little puppet's head, showing an old father's smile.

Maybe it was the little puppet's words that made Ji Siwei feel at ease, or maybe it was the accumulated exhaustion that surged up, and he fell asleep quickly.

In the middle of the night, he heard voices dimly. Ji Siwei had always been a light sleeper. He opened his sleepy eyes and listened vigilantly to the movement around him.

"Go away... I'm not free... I need to sleep!"

It was Zhou Qi's voice, his words were not clear, and he was very sleepy, like talking in his sleep.

The curtains were pulled open at some point, and the snow-white moonlight poured into the room through the window, allowing Ji Siwei to clearly see that Zhou Qi, who was sleeping on the opposite bed, was sitting on the bed, waving his hands frantically, talking non-stop. Say, "Go away...don't come near me..."

Judging by his actions, it seems that he is pushing away something that is approaching him forcefully.

Another person might have been shocked to see this scene, but Ji Siwei was more sensible, sat up without any hesitation, and turned on the light.

After the lights in the room were turned on, Ji Siwei realized that Zhou Qi was covered in cold sweat, his eyes were tightly closed, his lips were pale, and there were a few black and blue fingerprints on his wrists.

Ji Siwei called out: "Zhou Qi, wake up."

Zhou Qi didn't respond at all, and was still waving his arms: "Go away...or else I'll use my family's unique skills...Nine Yin White Bone Claws hit you..."

Ji Siwei: "..." There is also a unique family tradition, which is very powerful.

He yelled twice more, but Zhou Qi still didn't wake up, Ji Siwei saw the leftover water on the bedside table out of the corner of his eye, picked it up and splashed it on his face.

The cold water poured on his face, Zhou Qi exclaimed, shivering all over, and finally opened his eyes.

He bluntly raised his hand to wipe off the water on his face, looked at Ji Siwei blankly, and asked after a while, "Why did you splash me with water?"

Ji Siwei said, "You're talking in your sleep."

"It's so cold." Zhou Qi grabbed a handful of hair and frowned: "I remembered, I just had a nightmare."

When Ji Siwei heard this, his eyes darkened: "What did you dream about?"

Zhou Qi thought about it for a moment, and his voice was so hoarse that it was about to smoke: "I dreamed that a woman crawled out from under my bed and talked in my ear."

Ji Siwei asked: "Do you still remember what she said?"

"Let me move her out from under the bed." Zhou Qi discovered the scar on his wrist. He frowned and pressed it, breathing in pain: "What's wrong here, could it be that I pinched it in a daze?"

Ji Siwei left the warm bed and said to him, "Get up first."

Zhou Qi didn't know why, so he said blankly: "The bed is only a little wet, I can continue to sleep."

Ji Siwei said in a good temper: "Get up, check under the bed."

Zhou Qi got up and said, "You don't think my dream is real, don't you be so superstitious, brother, if there is something under the bed, I will call you grandpa from now on."

Zhou Qi put on his slippers, lay down on the ground and looked at the bottom of the bed, caught off guard and met a pair of eyes under the bed.

Those eyes were carefully drawn with ink, and even the eyelashes were drawn in detail, exactly the same as what he saw in his dream.

Zhou Qi's chaotic mind suddenly came to his senses. He touched his nose, stood up, and looked at Ji Siwei: "Grandpa."

At a young age, it is also a headache for someone to always call me dad and grandpa.

Seeing Zhou Qi's attitude, Ji Siwei knew he was right.

Looking under the bed, the paper bridesmaid standing behind the door was lying on her side under the bed, like a lifeless corpse.

Zhi Zhayan didn't move the paper figurine at all, but just stuffed it under the bed.

Zhou Qi was so sleepy that she could only shed physical tears: "Do you want to move out?"

Ji Siwei stood up: "Don't move, continue to sleep."

The paper bridesmaid went to harass Zhou Qi, just to make him touch it on his own initiative, and if he touches it, something will happen.

Zhou Qi thought from the bottom of his heart that the dream just now was just a coincidence, and the paper bridesmaids under the bed couldn't affect his mentality at all.

Without a word of nonsense, he fell on the bed and covered the quilt: "Grandpa, turn off the light."

Ji Siwei, who likes to be a grandfather, turned off the lights, hugged the little warm baby puppet, and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Ji Siwei felt the puppet move, but there was no big movement, and he fell asleep again in a daze.

Early the next morning, when Ji Siwei woke up, he saw Zhou Qi sitting on the bed in a daze.

Hair so messy it can hatch a bird's egg.

"Morning." He stroked the pinch mark on his arm, and said to Ji Siwei: "After I fell asleep, I dreamed of that woman again. She insisted that I move the paper doll under the bed. I said I was too sleepy to move it. Go find the younger brother next door. Then she seems to have really gone to you, did you dream about her?"

Ji Siwei laughed angrily, no wonder the puppet moved last night, probably expelling the paper bridesmaid.

The door suddenly slammed, and Yanyue's panicked voice came from outside: "Something happened, wake up!"

Among the taskers this time, apart from Ji Siwei, Yanyue's psychological quality can be regarded as the best.

Zhou Qi is ignorant and fearless, but Yanyue's psychological quality has been cultivated, and even she is a little panicked, which proves that the outside picture must not be very good-looking.

"What happened early in the morning." Zhou Qi put on his slippers and ran over to open the door with a "clack".

The moment the door opened, the strong smell of blood penetrated into the nostrils wrapped in the cold morning air, making one unable to hold one's breath.

There was a series of shocking bloodstains on the ground. Looking up along the bloodstains, the stairs leading to the third floor and the handrails were covered with blood.

Uncoagulated blood dripped down the steps.

The stairs leading to the first floor were also covered in blood.

It was as if a blood cell had rolled from the third floor all the way down to the first floor.

Zhou Qi experienced this kind of thing for the first time, his eyes flickered, and he couldn't understand what was going on: "What's going on here, is this blood? Human blood?"

"Someone died." Yanyue calmed down, shook out a cigarette, and put it in her mouth without lighting it: "The corpse should be on the first floor."

Zhou Qi's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it: "Who died? So suddenly?"

Yanyue shook her head: "I haven't seen the body yet, so it's hard to say."

The freckled girl followed Yanyue all the time, her eyelashes drooping, and she forcibly calmed down.

After a while, the girl's exclamation sounded from the third floor.

There was a series of hurried footsteps upstairs, and the people living on the third floor carefully avoided the blood on the stairs and went down to the second floor.

Sheng Shu's eyes now had two touches of blue: "Is the corpse down there?"

"I haven't seen it yet." Yanyue looked at the three people who came down, a little surprised: "It's unbelievable that she was the one who died."

Sheng Shu: "I didn't expect that either."

Bai Yi helped the novice girl with frightened eyes, and said sleepily: "Go down and look at the corpse, don't miss important clues."

Yanyue said, "Let's go."

At the bottom of the stairs, lay a female corpse with a strange posture, her eyes were open, she was looking at a certain place motionlessly, fear almost spilled out of her eye sockets, it was very contagious.

The exposed skin was dotted with fine cuts, most notably the cut to the throat.

A woman who shares a room with a novice girl.

They avoided the body and went down to the first floor, but they didn't go far.

The novice girl couldn't bear it anymore, she squatted on the ground and shook into a ball.

Although Zhou Qi was heartless and strong against stress, he was also stimulated by this bloody scene and dared not look directly: "It doesn't look like an accidental death, please call the police."

"It's useless to call the police for a homicide in the drawer space." Sheng Shu found his words a little funny: "It's hard to say whether there is a police mechanism in this world."

Ji Siwei walked up to the novice girl, and asked her softly, "You share a room with her, did you notice anything unusual last night?"

"Woooo..." The novice girl raised her head, her eyes were dim with tears, her nose was red, and she said intermittently: "I went to bed very early last night, and when I woke up, I saw that my sister... was not in the room. When I saw the door... a lot of blood..."

Ji Siwei asked, "Is there no blood in the room?"

The novice girl thought about it and shook her head.

Ji Siwei thought for a while, then asked again: "Did you not hear any sound, such as the sound of opening the door?"

The novice girl still shook her head.

Ji Siwei stopped asking her and stood up.

"What are you all doing here?" Zhi Zhayan came in with a bowl of steamed buns: "Breakfast is here, why don't you eat something and get ready for work."

Zhou Qi covered his stomach with acid regurgitation: "They are all dead, so how can they still have the heart to eat?"

Zhi Zhayan put down the basin and walked towards them: "Is someone dead? Who died?"

Bai Yi pointed to the corpse on the ground and said hoarsely, "Didn't you see so much blood?"

Zhizhayan stopped, and laughed softly: "I just broke a paper figurine, so why not make a fuss, just make another one."

Zhou Qi's face was wrinkled: "What paper man? You can see clearly, that is our companion, a living person, so much blood..."

Before Zhou Qi finished speaking, Ji Siwei suddenly pressed his shoulder and motioned him to look at the corpse.

Only then did he realize that everyone was silent, so quiet that only the sound of rapid breathing remained.

Zhou Qi looked back, there was no blood on the ground, and there were no strange corpses either.

There was only one broken paper woman. If it wasn't for the fact that her face looked the same as that of the woman among the taskers, Zhou Qi would have thought that she was delusional.

"You are confused. When you came yesterday, there were only seven of you, and they are all here. There are no other companions." Zhi Zhayan glanced at Zhou Qi strangely, passed them, and picked up the paper figurine on the ground: "If you don't eat it, the buns will be cold."

Looking at the broken paper figure in Zhizhayan's hand, Ji Siwei's heartbeat became faster and faster - in this copy, the dead will become a paper figure, and the traces of existence will be erased.