There were no reports on the 5A06 room where I lived in. It seems that if you want to know the trick, you have to go to Grandma Li.

Just as the aunt on the bus said before, a house that can be rented at a low price in Hong Kong must be a haunted house. In addition to the building itself, I am afraid that the house I live in is also quite strange.

Grandma Li warned herself not to move the furniture in the house because she knew there was something wrong with the house.

On the other hand, the agent and Uncle Zhong were enthusiastic about themselves, but they never mentioned the matter about the house. It was obvious that they were afraid that Lu Zhao would move out after knowing the truth.

In contrast, it seems that Grandma Li is really good for herself. No matter whether the other party is a human or a ghost, Lu Zhao is more willing to believe her words.

Lu Zhao, who was completely sleepy, walked to the living room.

The beige wallpaper on the wall is still very new, with the edge junction slightly raised. It looks like the landlord specially posted it shortly after the house was rented out.

Lu Zhao picked up a corner and gently uncovered the wallpaper. He suddenly discovered that something seemed to be on the wall under the wallpaper.

It's blood-red, like words written in paint.

Lu Zhao planned to go to the kitchen to find a shovel, uncover the wallpaper and see what was written below.

"Dongdongdongdong--"

At this moment, a crazy and rapid knocking sound suddenly came from outside the door. In such a late night, the knocking sound seemed particularly abrupt, and the old iron door also vibrated slightly.

What's even more strange is that such a big noise came from the corridor, but the tenants around were silent as if they were dead, and they couldn't even hear any movement.

Lu Zhao looked at the time on the wall, 00:15. He didn't say anything, walked to the door lightly and opened the cat's eyes.

The cat's eyes were pitch black and there was nothing to see.

Lu Zhao thought the induction light in the corridor had failed, and just as he was hesitating whether to open the door and take a look, the next second, the cat's eyes suddenly lit up.

Under the dim light, a woman wearing a white dress and disheveled hair suddenly appeared in her sight.

It was not that there was a problem with the sensing light just now, but when I was looking out, the woman pressed her head against the door, desperately looking into the cat's eyes. The "black" she saw was actually the woman's pupils.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhao's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a lot.

Outside the door, the woman's hair was scattered, her face was withered and haggard, her eyes were deep, and there was a circle of bruises near the corners of her mouth.

Her expression looked very frightened. At this moment, the other party kept looking back at the corridor behind him, crying while saying in a nearly begging tone:

"Sir, please be fine... I live in 05 households next door. My husband always beats me when he is drunk. He just said he wants to kill me! I am really desperate. Can you lend me a cell phone?"

Although the woman looked pitiful, when she heard her ask about borrowing something, Lu Zhao suddenly remembered Grandma Li's instructions.

He stood in front of the door, silent and without saying anything.

Looking back now, except for Grandma Li, Uncle Zhong and the agent, she did not meet any tenants at all when she came. So how did this woman know that a man has moved next door?

"Please save me!"

The woman's voice sounded very miserable, as if she had recognized Lu Zhao. She did not go to the door of other tenants for help, but kept knocking on the doors of 106 households.

Although the woman's behavior is difficult to explain, the injuries on her body are true. Lu Zhao was silent for a few seconds and finally said, "Sorry, I can't give you my phone. But I can call the police for you. Wait a moment..."

As Lu Zhao said, he quickly walked into the bedroom and picked up his cell phone.

He walked to the door and was about to ask the woman how it was, but he found that it suddenly became quiet outside.

Lu Zhao looked at Maoyan again. From the time he took his phone and came back, it took only four or five seconds. The sensing light outside was still on, but the woman in the corridor had disappeared without a trace.

The sound of pointers walking quietly in the room seemed to be heard, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

Lu Zhao felt a chill surge from the soles of his feet. After closing the cat's eyes, he pinched his phone and walked back to the living room quickly.

However, this time, a strange noise sounded again, but it was not outside the door.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong"

Lu Zhao followed the sound and walked back to the bedroom and found that the movement was actually coming from the room of the 05th household next door.

He pressed his ear against the wall, held his breath and listened intently.

The sound was dull and rhythmic, as if someone was chopping something, sometimes mixed with a crisp cracking sound and a sticky and smooth squeeze.

The sound lasted for nearly a minute and gradually stopped.

At this moment, the house was filled with deathly silence, and Lu Zhao could even clearly hear his breathing and heartbeat.

Why did that woman disappear silently just now?

It's twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, what are the residents next door doing?

Just as Lu Zhao was hesitating whether to call the police, there were suddenly two loud "bang" and "bang" sounds from the other end of the wall.

Shocked by the sudden movement, he took several steps back and widened his eyes in surprise.

It was as if the other party knew that he was lying on the wall and eavesdropping. At this moment, the resident next door was slamming the wall and venting. Every loud noise made Lu Zhao's heart tremble. He even suspected that if this continued, it would not take long for the other party to smash the wall.

Fortunately, the huge movement lasted less than five seconds, as if warning Lu Zhao not to meddle in other people's business. Not long after, the next door became completely quiet.

Lu Zhao's back was soaked in cold sweat. Unexpectedly, he encountered so many strange things on the first night he moved to Wangsen Building.

At one o'clock in the morning, Lu Zhao was lying on the bed with an orange desk lamp on the head of the bed. There was no air conditioner installed in the room, and Lu Zhao closed the windows, making the room extremely hot and stuffy.

He stared at the ceiling with his eyes staring blankly. Although he was very tired, he could not fall asleep.

There are so many mysteries in this building.

Before coming to Hong Kong, he asked his grandma a lot about his grandma’s affairs back then. Grandma was a street flower girl who met her grandma near a dance hall and fell in love at first sight.

Grandma said that grandpa used to work as a bartender in the dance hall. Because it was a high-end place, the income was quite affordable.

However, one day, my grandfather suddenly took out a lot of money and insisted on taking my grandmother out of Hong Kong. My grandmother was very surprised at this, but in the face of her questioning, my grandfather was always vague, saying that it was the old capital she saved in her early years and always wanted to return to the mainland to do business after getting married and having children.

Grandma happily agreed, but she didn't expect that not long after the two settled in Dongyang City, grandpa passed away due to a serious illness. The pregnant grandma was alone and relied on the money he left to support her family, which led to her father growing up.

Now the old man is old and suffers from Alzheimer's disease. He can't remember many old stories. The only effective clue she provides is that her grandfather used to live in 507, Wansen Building and worked in a place called Belle Ballroom.

On the fifth floor, Grandma Li warned herself not to get close to it. But even if she died, Lu Zhao would have to die.

Grandpa died on August 8, 1968. The fire in the building occurred on August 1, 1968, seven days before grandpa passed away. Grandma told herself that it happened to be August 1 when grandpa took her away from Hong Kong.

Therefore, the initiator of the fire is probably his grandfather.

It is precisely because of the fire that caused countless casualties and injuries in the building that my family fell into such a curse, and everything seemed to be explained.

But why did grandpa do this?

Although I have never met my grandfather, through the other party’s diary and grandmother’s description, Lu Zhao’s impression is that my grandfather has always been an upright and kind person.
Chapter completed!