Chapter 101

On the ceiling, two corpses with strange faces were suspended in the air, connected by a long rope.

A hanging rope split in the middle and tied with two nooses.

The man and the woman stood side by side, their necks were strangled tightly, and their tongues were purple and blue with a foul smell.

"Dong, dong, dong..."

"Dong, dong, dong..."

Bai Yan closed the closet, and the toes of the two corpses continued to swing, kicking the closet again and again, making a heavy sound.

Bai Yan looked up at the corpses. The two corpses were his guardians a day ago, and they were his nominal father and mother.

Now, their faces were very scary, and their iron faces were full of crazy and weird smiles.

This scene was undoubtedly very creepy, but unexpectedly, Bai Yan looked at the faces of the two people, but felt that this was much more comfortable than their tender and gentle look at his face.

At least it would not make him feel uncomfortable in his stomach and produce the desire to vomit.

Bai Yan stared at the two people's faces quietly, his flushed face looked a little sick, as if he wanted to deeply imprint this scene in his mind and constantly recall it in his later life.

After looking at it for a while, Bai Yan moved his eyes to the top of the two people's heads.

Two pieces of paper were pinned on the backs of the two dead bodies with thumbtacks.

The thumbtacks went through the hair of the two people and pierced deeply into their scalps, but they were already dead, and they would not feel pain no matter how deep the thumbtacks pierced.

The papers nailed to the heads were two insurance policies.

As the two bodies swayed in the air, the two insurance policies also fluttered in the wind, making a faint sound of folding paper, adding a sense of weirdness to the dead silence at the moment.

This was the first time Bai Yan saw this, but the weird thing was that he knew what it was.

Occasionally, some strange knowledge flashed through his mind. Bai Yan didn't know why this was, and a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes, but he still focused on the insurance policy.

Because of his height, he climbed onto a chair and tried to stand on tiptoe to raise his small body a little higher.

However, he had tried everything, but he was still too far away from the head hanging high on the ceiling.

So, he could only look up, squint his eyes to look at the contents of the insurance policy, and slowly recognize the handwriting on it -

This is a survival insurance.

Survival insurance means that the person who buys the insurance must live to the time specified in the policy before he can receive the insurance money.

If the person who buys the insurance dies midway, he cannot get back the insurance premium he paid, and the insurance money promised by the insurance company has nothing to do with him, because he can't live to the agreed age.

Liu Yan and Bai Tianzhe, both bought survival insurance and paid huge insurance premiums for it.

They agreed with the insurance company to receive the insurance money in 99 and 100 years respectively.

They must live at least until 99 years later to receive the insurance money.

But the two are already in their thirties.

100 years later... most people can't live to that time.

Moreover, they were already dead, and the insurance company was even more relaxed, not having to pay a penny.

But who knows what they were thinking before they died?

Bai Yan's neck was a little sore after looking up for a long time.

So, he moved his eyes away from the back of the dead body's head and turned his head to one side, wanting to rest his neck.

His sight inadvertently passed over the window, and he almost lost his balance on the chair-

A man in a suit, all black, was pressing his face against the window, with a malicious smile on his face, staring at him outside the glass window.

"..." Who are you?

Bai Yan did not ask this question.

This is the seventh floor.

There is no place to stay outside, and the person standing outside the window must be a ghost!

Bai Yan didn't know when he stood outside, and how long he had been watching him, but he vaguely knew one thing, he might not be able to escape.

He might die!

Realizing this, Bai Yan couldn't help but look up at the two dead bodies next to him.

The longer they had been dead, the more terrifying the expressions of the couple were.

Bai Yan felt that he was very afraid of death, but the thought of becoming a corpse hanging on the ceiling after death actually made him feel excited, and there was a hint of expectation in his heart.

He was stared at by the ghost in suits outside the window. If he died in his hands, he would probably receive the same treatment as Bai Tianzhe and others who had already died, right?

Recalling the desperate screams of the two last night, Bai Yan gently lowered his eyelids, and his delicate fingertips fell on the back of the chair, as if he had given up resistance and was ready to be killed.

Just close your eyes, and the person outside the window will soon come in from outside.

Then, he can experience the pain and despair before death like his dead parents.

That feeling must be quite pleasant.

Yes, it must taste good, but you can't die now...

If you die, you can't...

Can't what?

Bai Yan opened his eyes, and his light gray eyes were full of confusion.

He felt like he had forgotten something important, and he must not die before completing this thing.

What did he forget?

Bai Yan felt that things that he couldn't remember must not be very important, otherwise he would not forget them easily.

However, the remaining emotions in his heart drove him, and he felt unwilling to die now.

Forget it, he still struggled.

If he died after struggling, there was nothing he could do.

So, Bai Yan looked up at the window and whispered to the man outside the window: "Who are you?"

Hearing Bai Yan's voice, the man outside the window smiled wider.

He pushed open the window and climbed in from outside.

He held a stack of insurance policies in his left hand, and the papers were shaking.

The man in the suit took out a pen from his pocket, holding the paper and pen and said with a sly smile: "Hello, I am from the Happiness Insurance Company. Those who buy insurance from our company will get happiness."

Bai Yan glanced at the couple hanging on the ceiling and reserved his opinion on this.

Bai Yan said nothing, and the man in the suit didn't care. He continued as if no one was around: "I think you are not old and can live for a long time. How about this, you buy two hundred years, and after two hundred years, our company will return the money to you without a penny less."

"..."

Bai Yan looked at the contract handed over by the man in the suit and didn't take the paper and pen.

When the suit man's mouth was almost stretched to his ears, he whispered, "I don't have money."

"What do you mean?"

The suit man lost his smile, his face became gloomy, but in the blink of an eye, he grinned wider and said in a gloomy voice, "You mean, you don't plan to buy insurance, right?"

"I don't have money." Bai Yan repeated honestly.

The suit man's face became even gloomier and even began to change color.

Bai Yan's struggle was perfunctory and he didn't have much hope of escaping.

Just when he thought the negotiation was broken and he could wait for death in peace, his eyes hurt, and his light gray pupils turned blood red. A stream of scarlet liquid full of rust fell from his eyes, and two winding bloodstains crossed his face and flowed along his chin to his neck.

Bai Yan blinked his stinging eyes, and he used his fingers to touch the blood on his cheeks. He was very confused about the red on his fingertips.

Because there was another ghost in the room, Bai Yan didn't worry about why his tears suddenly turned red.

He stared at the man in the suit, wanting to see what he would do next.

Bai Yan tried his best to ignore the reluctance in his heart, and looked at the man in the suit with eyes full of expectation.

However, what made him a little depressed was that the man in the suit suddenly fell silent when he was stared at with his expectant eyes.

He seemed to have forgotten the existence of Bai Yan.

The man in the suit stood in the room for a while, and seemed to have forgotten the purpose of crawling into the room.

He looked around the room for a while, and finally moved his eyes to the two bodies.

The man in the suit paused for a second and took out a seal from his jacket pocket. He tore open Bai Tianzhe's stomach, stained his blood, and stamped a seal on his and Liu Yan's faces.

After doing this, he put the seal away.

Then, the man in the suit walked out of the broken door with the insurance policy in one hand and the mobile phone in the other.

Throughout the whole process, he ignored Bai Yan, as if there was no such person in the room at all.

"..."

Intermittent blindness?

Doesn't the ghost's eyes work well?

This thought flashed through Bai Yan's mind, but before he could think about it, he quickly blacked out and felt dizzy.

At the same time, the blood and tears that flowed down from his eyes finally stopped, and the dazzling blood color in his pupils slowly faded, returning to a light gray color, leaving only a trace of crimson in the depths of his eyes.

Bai Yan's eyes were dark, and before he fainted completely, he faintly heard footsteps in the corridor.

On the stairs, the voice of the man in a suit was fading away.

Bai Yan's last impression was that the man in a suit was still on the phone when he went downstairs.

The dialing voice of the man in a suit echoed in the corridor at night-

"Hello, sir, I'm from Xingfu Life Insurance Company..."

...

When Bai Yan woke up again, the sky outside the window was still very gloomy.

Unknowingly, he had been unconscious for a whole night.

Looking at the night outside the window, there was finally no face or person standing outside the glass.

Bai Yan got up from the chair and looked around dizzily.

On the ceiling, the bodies of Bai Tianzhe and Liu Yan began to rot and deteriorate, emitting an unbearable stench.

At the main door, the security door collapsed to the ground, the door was wide open, and no one knew why the neighbors did not call the police, allowing the stench of the bodies to escape from the house and spread in the corridor.

After three days without eating, Bai Yan felt that he would starve to death if he did not eat.

He licked his dry lips and took an apple from the refrigerator to eat.

When he finished eating an apple, Bai Yan threw away the core and still sat on the chair, staying with the two bodies, with no intention of leaving.

He had not yet figured out what to do next, but from time to time he looked up at the pale corpse, but soon, he did not need to think.

A noisy voice came from the corridor——

"Hey, the fifth floor, the sixth floor... one more floor up, that's the home of that unlucky couple, right? Running to the seventh floor in one breath, it's exhausting."

"Lao Zhang, your body is really not good, you can't climb to the seventh floor? We will carry the body down from the seventh floor later, you should take a rest after you get up, don't get tired and drop the body halfway."

"I heard that the unlucky couple was a couple, and no one knows how they died. How can they offend ghosts at home?"

The deep voice gradually approached, Bai Yan looked at the door, and two men carrying body bags walked in. Judging from the conversation, they should be here to collect the body.