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Song Cheng's back felt cold, and cold sweat began to break out densely.

The news of Chu Zihan was still jumping out, but he could only take a deep breath and stare at the door without moving.

Neighbor: It's a woman with long hair, don't look out.

Neighbor: Song Cheng, don't open the door!

Neighbor: Brother Song, don't open the door! ! !

The latter message was obviously sent by Hu Rong, and Song Cheng felt a little relieved, and suddenly remembered the words that Zheng Yanxu repeatedly urged before leaving, don't open the door to strangers.

Looking back at this time, he suddenly realized that he had made a fatal mistake, he had opened the door to Chu Zihan.

He didn't know if it was his own prophet or what, Song Cheng thought carefully and was terrified.

Cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and now he can only rejoice that it was the serious Chu Zihan standing outside the door that time, not a monster in human skin.

The silence lasted for almost 5 minutes. After Song Cheng replied to the message, he was waiting for the thing behind the door to move.

There was a crackling sound coming from the door, as if something was stuck to it, and the cloth rubbed against it a few times.

Then there was a soft knock on the door, with a strange crispness.

Song Cheng hugged his knees and covered his ears, he knew very well that this knock on the door would last for a long time.

The bright cat's eyes on the door turned black unexpectedly, Chu Zihan and Hu Rong, who were sitting on the sofa and staring at the door, both changed their expressions.

The corridors of the four families on the first floor of their community are relatively spacious, so there are two kinds of lights in the corridors.

One is always on until 03:30 and the property is turned off on time, and the other is an ordinary voice-activated light.

Coincidentally, the always-on aisle lights were on the side of Chu Zihan and Song Cheng, almost hanging overhead to illuminate Xuanming.

The black shadow flashed past, and the cat's eyes returned to a hazy white circle again. Chu Zihan and Hu Rong looked at each other with a heavy expression on each other.

Hu Rong's Dao Talisman did not attract the ghost, but the thing went to another portal.

Chu Zihan stood up and walked to the door quietly, looked through the cat's eyes, and a dark figure appeared in his sight instantly, and he had nowhere to hide under the light.

That thing stood quietly at the opposite door, motionless, and was about to condense into a shadow.

Chu Zihan couldn't see its features, but only vaguely felt that it was a woman based on its back view. If you ignored the thick black on its body and the twisted and twisted water stains on the ground, it was no different from ordinary people.

It paced back and forth in front of Song Cheng's door.

He even leaned over the cat's eye and looked into the house, as if he was eager to get in.

Chu Zihan didn't understand what it was trying to do, but it looked so weird.

Even a person like him who is not afraid can't help but feel a little cold. He lowered his head and typed quickly. Hu Rong who was a little anxious also leaned forward to look at it.

But he couldn't see clearly, the black mass in front of him seemed to be automatically mosaiced.

Chu Zihan handed the mobile phone to Hu Rong, made a gesture to let him send a message, and continued to follow him.

Soon the thing became impatient and stomped back and forth, even rubbing against the door like a boneless snake.

It doesn't want to knock on the door.

As soon as Chu Zihan had this thought, there was a knock on the door the next second, as if it was knocking on someone's heart.

Hu Rong's hands trembled in shock from the sudden voice, and he quickly sent another message.

At this time, they can't act rashly, and they can easily be possessed without complete assurance, and then it will be bad.

The sound of knocking on the door became more and more urgent from the initial tentativeness, densely packed as if knocking on a person's eardrum and throbbing with pain.

Song Cheng's hand holding the pillow tightened subconsciously, and the irritating voice forced him to grit his teeth, so that he could not make a sound.

I want to open the door, I really want to open the door for it.

Song Cheng snorted softly, bearing the ear-piercing knock on the door.

A pinprick-like feeling came from his chest along with the itching of scratching his ears and cheeks. When he realized it, his arms were covered with red marks one after another, which looked extremely scary.

Why on earth is this happening?

Obviously he is an outsider, or is it because of his physique of attracting ghosts?

Song Cheng broke down a bit, the tingling sensation of festering and itching became stronger and stronger, so strong that he almost couldn't restrain his desire to open the door.

Holding a breath in his heart, at this moment, he thought that someone by his side could at least give him a hand.

But there were no strong arms or backs around, and he was the only one suffering from the numb itching.

Dog thing, Zheng Yanxu!

Song Cheng was cursing in his heart and couldn't control the thought that he was about to run away, so he stood up violently when he couldn't bear it any longer.

Walking three steps at a time and about to open the door, there was a faint meowing sound from upstairs.

But this soft sound was like a clear heart bell, instantly recalling Song Chengyou's will to walk on the verge of death.

The knock on the door stopped inexplicably, and the itchiness on his body also quickly subsided.

He stood in front of the door for a long time without daring to move, until the phone, which was soaked in his hands, vibrated again.

Neighbor: It's gone, it's all right.

Neighbor: Xiao Song, are you okay?

Song Cheng sat on the ground without strength and replied with trembling fingers, the problem is not big.

As soon as the news was sent out, he heard the sound of the door opening from the opposite side. Song Cheng quickly stood up and looked through the cat's eyes, only to realize that Chu Zihan and Hu Rong were really courageous.

Chu Zihan actually followed the winding water all the way to the elevator door, followed by Hu Rong.

Seeing that his desperate brother still wanted to press the elevator button, he quickly stopped him.

"Brother, show me some face." Hu Rong lowered his voice and called, "The thing went up, if you press it like this, what if you press it down again?"

This is the same elevator.

Chu Zihan glanced at him, frowned and said, "It only went up when it heard the cat meowing, so just let it go?"

Then the conversation changed, and he was extremely disgusted: "Are you really that afraid?"

Hu Rong: "..." Smiling and pretending to be strong, huh.

Being ridiculed by the man like this, Hu Rong felt that his self-esteem had been trampled on.

With a "pop", he pressed the button on the other side, and four big characters "I don't counsel" were clearly written on his face.

Chu Zihan crossed his chest and sneered without saying a word, the elevator carrying the thing had already slowly ascended and stopped on the fifth floor, while the other one was barely able to go up from the first floor.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Hu Rong took out a thin paper talisman from his breast pocket and sent it forward lightly.

The paper talisman seemed to have a spirituality, and quickly jumped into the elevator. The elevator door closed immediately, and no one pressed the button to go up quickly.

The ghost moved very slowly. It took almost 2 minutes for the thing to move from the end of the bed to the head of the bed in Chu Zihan's room.

The fire-tracking talisman sniffed the Yin Qi and went upstairs, and was able to ignite the target in no time before the thing entered the portal.

Originally, Hu Rong's plan was to lure wolves into the house, and when the time came, the spell would form a dense net with nowhere to escape, and directly capture it.

Who would have thought that thing would rush to Song Cheng's door regardless of the attraction of the blood talisman.

As if it knew the person inside the door.

Thinking of this, Hu Rong's heart moved slightly. Either Song Chengru's ghost physique was pulling him, or maybe this person and ghost really knew each other before they were alive.

The two waited for the talisman to go up, then pressed another elevator and took the fifth floor. Before reaching the floor, they heard a shrill cat meow, and Hu Rong's expression changed.

"This is impossible!"

He clearly felt that the tracking talisman he sent had been extinguished, but it was not affected at all?

How much sinister resentment does it take to forcefully extinguish the spiritual fire drawn from Emperor Fengdu.

This thing is almost unable to suppress the bloodthirsty thought.

When the elevator arrived at the fifth floor, the two rushed out, just in time to collide with a girl in pajamas with disheveled hair.

The girl was only in her twenties, and her face was full of panic.

Seeing Chu Zihan and the two of them, she said anxiously:

"There's a thief! Someone slipped into my house and dragged the cat off the balcony!"

"Quick, call the police!"

The girl was trembling all over, and her voice was a bit choked up as she clutched the man's sleeve tightly.

Chu Zihan tried to comfort her:

"Don't panic, don't be nervous. My companion will call the police immediately. You said that the cat was dragged off the balcony. Did you see what the man looked like? Can you recount the detailed process?"

"But my cat fell down—" The girl wanted to go downstairs to find her beloved cat, her face was full of panic.

Chu Zihan grabbed her arm with a strong voice:

"You can't go down now, if that person doesn't leave, your life will be in danger if you go down."

The girl was stunned on the spot, covered her face in a bit of a breakdown and couldn't speak, Hu Rong stood aside and didn't know how to comfort her:

"Then what girl, don't be in a hurry. The floor here is not very high. Generally speaking, there will be nothing wrong with the cat falling. I'll go down and find it for you now. Don't be impulsive."

After he finished speaking, he gave Chu Zihan a look, and he went to find out the truth, and the man was responsible for asking about the situation.

Chu Zihan immediately understood and nodded slightly.

After Hu Rong took the elevator down, the girl asked belatedly:

"He, will he be okay when he goes down? Can he be so thin and small, can he beat a thief?"

The tone was quite worried, and he was worried about Hu Rong's vain figure.

Chu Zihan didn't know how to answer for a while, if Hu Rong was here, he might be silent for a while.

"...cough, it's okay, he's a professional, he's been trained." Chu Zihan looked away, and immediately changed the subject.

"You said your cat was dragged off the balcony, did you see that person's face or appearance?"

The girl was sluggish for a while, the expression on her face froze and her eyes froze, "No... I only saw a dark shadow!"

When Song Cheng woke up the next morning, the owner group on WeChat was completely blown up.

It took him a while to realize what had happened.

It can be said that overnight, eight of the fifteen households with cats in District B of Tianjing Liyuan died.

The body of one of the cats was bitten and scattered all over the room, the smell of blood was overwhelming, and the photo was sent to the group by the owner. The scene was horrible.