Chapter 156 Is She the One Who Died?

The ferocious old laughter filled the ears, the dark wind swept through the corridor, and black ashes fell on Sun Qianmei's body.

"She's back, she's really back." She looked around with trembling lips, endless panic on her pale face.

Enduring my numb scalp, I picked up the mobile phone in the ghost talk studio, used the camera instead of my eyes, and searched back and forth in the corridor.

The ashes that filled the corridor blocked the view of the camera. In the dim screen, there was a vague and erratic shadow, floating back and forth in the corridor.

Everywhere I go, a gust of wind blows up, too fast for me to catch.

"What on earth do you want to do? What's coming for me, don't hurt my child," Sun Qianmei shouted into the corridor.

Her only answer was increasingly crazier laughter.

"Don't you just want me to have nothing? I won't let you have it, and I won't let you hurt my child!"

After the extreme panic, Sun Qianmei calmed down. She took a few deep breaths, her eyes turned cold, and she turned around and pressed the elevator switch.

The elevator seemed to have been waiting there for a long time. The old metal door with a cold light slowly opened, and Sun Qianmei walked in without hesitation.

"Ma'am, wait, I'm with you."

I lifted my legs and stepped into the elevator.

Sun Qianmei looked at me in surprise, but didn't stop her and pressed the door button.

She didn't press the floor, but the elevator slowly descended automatically.

The downward arrow flashes continuously, and the red numbers on the display begin to jump.

4.

3.

silence.

There was only the sound of mechanical operation in the elevator, and the blurry figures were reflected in the elevator, like several twisted figures surrounding us.

"Why do you want to help me?" Sun Qianmei broke the silence and looked at me with strange eyes.

Most people wouldn't be able to run away when something like this happens, so I actually took the initiative to help. It's really questionable.

"I just want to help you find your child, no special reason." I thought about it and said sincerely.

"I don't believe there are such kind people in this world. What do you want, money?" Sun Qianmei stared at me for a few times, as if she wanted to see through me, her eyes full of defense.

"I don't have parents, and I hate to see my children get lost with their parents." I said calmly, "Of course, if you are willing to pay me a reward, I will be happy to accept it."

After saying this, Sun Qianmei's defense lowered, and she finally said: "Thank you. However, our family doesn't have much money, so don't put too much hope in the numbers."

Bang!

Before I could say anything, the elevator suddenly shook violently and then returned to normal.

The screen showed that the elevator had passed the first floor and was descending towards a negative number.

The cold chill slowly spread, as if entering another world, the small elevator was as cold as an ice cellar.

Sun Qianmei's eyes were fixed on the digital screen, her face was frighteningly white, and her body was trembling.

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3.

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4.

The downward numeric key disappeared and the elevator swayed to a stop.

Ding!

The metal door slowly opened to both sides, and the pale green light slowly shone on Sun Qianmei's nervous face.

Outside is also a narrow and dark corridor.

Black ashes floated in the air, the light was pale green, the surroundings were hazy, silent and lifeless.

The doors scattered in the corridor were like cold eyes, staring indifferently at these two living outsiders.

Taking a deep breath, Sun Qianmei and I walked out of the elevator cautiously.

The diffuse ashes were like mist, blocking the other end of the corridor, and only a faint outline could be seen.

The door number closest to the elevator is 408, followed by 407 to the left. The layout of 406 is the same as that of the normal fourth floor.

Even the white paper on door 408 is exactly the same.

The door was ajar, flickering light leaked out from the crack in the door, and the faint sound of a child crying could be heard.

"Huanhuan?"

Sun Qianmei suddenly became excited, shouted the child's name, opened the door and rushed into the house.

I followed quickly.

There was no one in the living room, and the furniture was rich and filled with daily necessities. However, the house was lifeless at all and exuded a strange feeling, as if no one had lived there for many years.

"Mother."

The crying came from the bedroom. The little girl seemed to have been wronged and cried so hard that her heart broke.

"Huanhuan, Huanhuan!"

Sun Qianmei's eyes turned red, and she ran over without caring about anything.

Boom!

The door was pushed open hard, and the girl's cry became clearer, indicating that Sun Qianmei had found the right place, but she stopped stiffly at the door of the bedroom.

has a problem?

I walked over carefully, bypassed Sun Qianmei's figure, and looked into the bedroom.

My eyes slowly widened, and I saw an extremely incredible scene.

In the bedroom, Chen Daqiang was holding a little girl and standing beside the bed with a stooped old lady in black.

There was a woman lying on the bed, her face was pale, her eyes were closed, motionless and not breathing, she looked like a corpse.

It’s Sun Qianmei!

Chen Daqiang and the old lady in black looked at the door in shock.

There was deathly silence in the house, except for the intermittent cry of the little girl, who was holding Chen Daqiang's neck and kept calling for her mother.

"This wind is a bit weird. It blew the door open, I'm afraid." After a pause, the old lady in black muttered with a pale face.

"Mom, don't talk nonsense, the child is here." Chen Daqiang whispered to stop the old lady from continuing, "Besides, Qianmei is not that kind of person."

"Although she wasn't easy on us and my mother when she was alive, she was still a woman. The last thing a woman can't let go of is her children. She left so suddenly." The old lady in black sighed.

"Mom, stop talking!" Chen Daqiang's eyes suddenly turned red, and he gently patted his daughter's back and whispered comfort.

The old lady in black shook her head, walked over tremblingly, grabbed the door panel with her skinny old hands, and tried to close the bedroom door again.

I stood behind Sun Qianmei and couldn't see her expression, but I could clearly see her whole body trembling violently.

When the old lady in black walked to the door, she even took a few steps back in fear and almost bumped into me.

It was clear that the person who died was Chen Daqiang's mother, but here, everything was reversed.

"This, how is this possible!" Sun Qianmei's lips were bloodless, and her whole body was shaking like a dead leaf in the wind.

"Don't believe what you see with your eyes, it's all fake." I supported Sun Qianmei and whispered to her.

"Fake?" Sun Qianmei swayed and swallowed several times before she recovered from the huge impact. Worry immediately surfaced: "What about Huanhuan?"

"Mother!"

At this time, the little girl's crying voice suddenly came from the bedroom.

Turning around, he saw that the door was only half closed. The little girl lying on Chen Daqiang's shoulder raised her head at some point and pointed her little finger at the door in surprise.