horror confession

It has been three days since they landed in the capital.

Golden fallen leaves can be seen everywhere in the alleys in late autumn, and there will always be a "rustling" sound when people walk on them.

After dinner at Shi's house, Sheng Shizhao took Lu Jinghong's hand, walked out of the alley quickly, and stopped a taxi casually.

Lu Jinghong was a little puzzled: "I just got off the plane and went out again. It's so late, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Sheng Shizhao smiled mysteriously, and replied vaguely, "I want to go back to the fortune-telling shop to offer incense sticks to Grandpa."

Lu Jinghong patted his hand, and replied softly: "It is true that we should go to burn incense sticks."

There was no traffic jam at night, and it took less than half an hour to drive from Jinqiao Hutong to Grandpa's fortune-telling shop.

For nearly four years, the buildings around the fortune-telling hall remained the same as in memory, and Sheng Shizhao was filled with emotions for a moment.

He swept the ashes on the lock with his palm, and the moment he opened the door, the furnishings in the room gave him the illusion that his grandfather was still in the room, waiting for him to come home.

It was still the Eight Immortals table, on which there were fortune-telling cylinders and shrines used by grandpa for fortune-telling.

Lu Jinghong was led by Sheng Shizhao to the backyard, which used to be a small garden where Shengyinhe grew vegetables, and there was a standing sycamore tree.

"Do you still remember this place?" Sheng Shizhao turned around and looked down at Lu Jinghong.

Lu Jinghong bent his lips, "Of course I remember. It's the place where we first met, and it's also the place where you worshiped me as your teacher when you were young."

Sheng Shizhao raised his eyebrows, a satisfied smile appeared in his eyes, and added in a low voice: "It's also the place where I confessed to you for the first time."

Lu Jinghong pursed his lips, and changed the topic in embarrassment: "Aren't we here to offer incense?"

"Don't worry." Sheng Shizhao folded his hands and looked up at the starry sky, as if he was waiting for something.Five minutes later, Uncle Cheng and Aunt Six also came in from outside.

Sheng Shi moved the jade bracelet on his wrist, and moved his lips slightly.

Suddenly, the scattered stars all over the sky reflected bright white light on the ground in the courtyard, and the whole world was mottled with glass, as if in a dream.

As Sheng Shizhao's lips opened and closed, the intricate starlight moved quickly and orderly, and finally formed a shining heart shape on the ground.

Lu Jinghong's thoughts froze, his mouth half-opened and he was speechless.In the next second, he was led into the heart-shaped center by Sheng Shizhao.

The romantic scene in front of her eyes made Aunt Six almost cry out in surprise. She covered her mouth excitedly, tears filled her eyes, and said to Uncle Cheng beside her: "Brother, when I was young, I also imagined that someone could give me love like this." I propose."

Uncle Cheng on the side smiled, patted Aunt Six on the shoulder, and sighed, "Who isn't. This kid Shizhao is too good at it."

Sheng Shizhao knelt down on one leg and took out a blue velvet gift box from his pocket as if by magic. Inside were two rings studded with diamonds, shining brightly under the starlight.

Sheng Shizhao looked up at Lu Jinghong, whose eyes were full of stars, and said sincerely: "Jinghong, I'm stupid, and I don't know how to say beautiful words. I think you belong to me all my life. With me by my side, I feel that life is full of motivation, and no matter how difficult things are, I am not afraid."

Although these words were simple and unpretentious, every word hit Lu Jinghong's heart.

He wiped the wet corners of his eyes, turned to look at Aunt Six and Uncle Cheng, and saw the hope of "quickly agree to him" written in their eyes, so he took the rings and put one of them on Sheng Shizhao's On the ring finger, the ten fingers are intertwined: "Life and death are in agreement with Zicheng."

Uncle Cheng and Aunt Six couldn't help applauding at the same time. Although he knew that Lu Jinghong would definitely agree, Sheng Shizhao was still very excited.He put his arms around Lu Jinghong's waist, kissed away the tears from the corners of Lu Jinghong's eyes little by little, and asked in a low voice with a smile, "How about my marriage proposal?"

"Very vulgar, but beautiful. I like it." Lu Jinghong replied with a teasing smile.

Sheng Shizhao blinked and leaned on his ear: "Then let's pay homage."

In the side-lying ancestral hall on the second floor, they carefully knocked three times to the spirit tablets of the ancestors of the Sheng family, Sheng Yinhe, and the faces of Uncle Cheng and Aunt Cheng.

After the simple ceremony, they decided not to return to Jinqiao Hutong tonight.

Aunt Six and Uncle Cheng bought some appetizers outside and drank a few taels of old wine from Sheng Yinhe's collection. When they got drunk, they took a rest at the fortune-telling shop.And Lu Jinghong slept with Sheng Shizhao on the same bed that he had when he was young.

At this time, the clock is ticking, and Yang Li, a nurse in the 7th floor ward of Ren'ai Hospital, is doing the last round of ward rounds.

She glanced in through the glass of the door.The girl on the hospital bed was sleeping peacefully, her breathing was even and her expression was normal.

This girl was admitted to the hospital yesterday due to "aging disease". After a series of examinations, all the indicators of the body were within the normal range, but the skin of the whole body was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There have been no less than 20 patients with similar conditions in Ren'ai Hospital, and several experts consulted at the same time, but the cause was not found out.

After Yang Li confirmed the patient's safety, she turned and returned to the nurse's station.The moment she left, the girl lying on the hospital bed suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were empty and her pupils were dilated.

She slowly opened her mouth, the nerves on her face twitched faintly, and the veins on her forehead suddenly popped up, as if she was enduring torture, but she couldn't when she wanted to shout.

"squeak--"

At this moment, the door of the ward slowly opened a crack.

A black figure floated in from the corridor, and stood motionless in front of the girl's bed, staring at her quietly, as if enjoying a silent performance.

The white light from the corridor outside shone through the shadow, leaving a blurred shadow on the wall.He has no body, like a black smoke floating in the air, like a ghost in hell.

After this state lasted for three seconds, the painful expression on the little girl's face suddenly froze.

The black shadow slowly bent down, almost sticking to the girl's face, sucking her last breath a second before she stopped breathing.

But in the next second, her almost transparent soul sat up from the bed and separated from her body.

"Who are you!" the girl said in a panic, and subconsciously turned her head to look at her body lying on the hospital bed. She was so frightened that she didn't recover for a long time.

She was answered by an obscure male voice. "Your birthday is here, obediently come with me."

A gust of wind blew past, and Yang Li, who was sitting in the nurse's station, shivered unconsciously.

She stood up and looked around, and saw that the window at the end of the corridor was half-opened at some point, and a layer of goose bumps suddenly appeared on her arms.

She clearly remembered that during the rounds just now, the window was obviously closed by herself, why was it opened again in a blink of an eye?

Moreover, the corridor has been quiet, and no footsteps have been heard.

She swallowed her saliva, walked quickly to the end of the corridor, hurriedly closed the window, and when she turned around, she saw the girl lying on the hospital bed through the glass on the door of the ward.

"what--"

Fortunately, she covered her mouth with her hands in time in the middle of shouting, so as not to wake up the patients in other wards.

I saw the girl on the hospital bed with her head turned sideways, a pair of resentful eyes were facing Yang Li, her skinny cheeks were like a skull covered with skin.

The door of the ward was quietly closed again, and two almost transparent shadows passed by Yang Li one after the other, and slowly left the ward on the seventh floor.

Early the next morning, Sheng Shizhao and Lu Jinghong arrived at Ren'ai Hospital under the leadership of Shi Songxue.

"My high school classmate Yang Li works as a nurse in Ren'ai Hospital. Their hospital has admitted a lot of patients with dementia this time. She should be able to help." Shi Songxue said.

The three of them came to the ward on the seventh floor and walked to the nurse's station, but they didn't see Yang Li.

After asking colleagues in the hospital, I learned that Yang Li had an accident when she was on duty last night, and she was admitted to the ward and hospitalized before it was time to leave the night shift this morning.

After arriving at the ward, Shi Songxue turned pale with shock.

In just one night, Yang Li, who was lying on the hospital bed, seemed to have aged several decades. Not only did she look bad, but her skin also showed obvious signs of decline.

"It's aging!" Sheng Shizhao and Lu Jinghong looked at each other, and they came to a conclusion immediately.

After Yang Li was frightened last night, her mental state was not stable.After finally staying up all night, when the shift was over in the morning, when I looked in the mirror, I was so frightened that I passed out after seeing myself, and I still haven’t woken up.

Sheng Shizhao stepped forward quickly, held Yang Li's hand hanging by the bed, and saw what happened last night through synesthesia.

Some people specialize in sucking away the last breath of those aging patients when they are dying, and then take away their souls.

Shi Songxue was puzzled: "When these patients are old, the vitality in their bodies has been sucked away by the murderer, why do they have to suck 'calamity'?"

"Calamity" refers to the last breath exhaled by a person before death.The so-called "yang essence and yin spirit qi stagnation will cause disaster."

In the view of Taoism, "calamity" is sickness.Ordinary people, if they accidentally inhale the "calamity", they will get seriously ill if they don't die.

"It's very likely that the person who sucked the anger and the one who sucked the curse are not the same person." Lu Jinghong lowered his eyes and asked seriously: "Have you seen the murderer clearly?"

Sheng Shizhao shook his head: "I can't see the face clearly. But it seems that he is not a 'human', more like a spirit body, but not too much like an ordinary ghost."

"That's right." Lu Jinghong nodded thoughtfully: "The one who inhales the patient's anger is a living person, but his life is not long, and he needs to use the 'anger' from the living person to continue his life. The one with 'Calamity' is not a human being, and needs to use it to maintain its shape."

"Not human?" Shi Songxue pondered: "Could it be the same as when my father turned into a corpse?"

Lu Jinghong: "It's not. People have three souls and seven souls—'Two Light', 'Shuang Ling', and 'You Jing'. Master's three souls were absorbed by people at the time, but the seven souls are still there. If I guessed correctly If so, the seven souls of this curse-absorbing person have been eliminated, and the three souls are forcibly left behind by some method."

"Shizhao, take a look again. Apart from what happened last night, Yang Li also encountered any special people, things, things, or ate or used some unclean things. We need to find her suffering from aging as soon as possible. the cause of the disease."

After speaking, Sheng Shizhao took Yang Li's hand again.He closed his eyes, and after several changes of expression on his face, he finally opened his eyes and said quietly, "I found it!"