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Listening to what Yilan Shan said, it seemed that Yang Gang and Gu Xiaofang had an ambiguous relationship. How far had their situation developed? Were they lovers, or was it just a fleeting romance? As night fell, the little insects in the grass began to chirp, making their incessant sounds, some even producing a noise akin to metal scraping.
Under the desk lamp, I flipped through the poetry of the outstanding Song Dynasty poetess Li Qingzhao. Yet my attention was not on the book; my mind felt like it was spinning with a whirlwind of strange shapes and images.
The photo I held between my fingers showed a person smiling so peacefully and carefree that it seemed impossible to reconcile with the troubled and dejected state Yilan Shan described.
After having spicy food for dinner, I felt thirsty. The refrigerator held chilled pure water, and I longed for that refreshing sensation as it slid down my throat. Eagerly, I got up and walked to the living room to open the fridge door...
As I pulled open the refrigerator door, a wave of cold air rushed over my arm, causing me to shiver unexpectedly. I picked up a bottle of frozen pure water but hadn’t even taken it out when I suddenly sensed something unusual behind the fridge.
Was it Yilan Shan? She loved to appear unexpectedly before me. Each time, my heart would leap in surprise! In the past, I would lazily lean against the fridge door with my elbow, but this time I didn’t do that; instead, I cautiously pulled the fridge door open slowly. A strange feeling washed over me—if it wasn’t Yilan Shan behind the door, then who could it be?
Was it Mute Aunt? Normally, I disliked seeing Mute Aunt’s lifeless expression. But now, I almost wished that she was hiding behind the fridge door.
Because deep down, I feared something that once felt believable; this sudden surge of fear made me want to go crazy... As I moved the fridge door, my gaze uncontrollably darted toward it.
I could say that! But I didn’t scream. When I saw that familiar yet terrifying face, everything went black before me, and thud! Overwhelmed by shock, I collapsed to the ground.
Cold! It was freezing all around me. When I regained consciousness, I found myself in another place. Truly—I could swear—I was indeed in an unfamiliar environment.
The loud and chaotic music was something I had heard before; it felt like stepping into another dimension. The laser lights flickered rhythmically. Staring blankly at those bizarre laser lights, I shouted at the top of my lungs, “Is anyone there?” Although I knew shouting wouldn’t help, I genuinely wanted to draw someone’s attention despite feeling weak and unable to discern where I was.
However, after my shout, it seemed effective. The mixed music abruptly stopped; silence enveloped the space around me, which became even more complex and eerie.
In that dead silence, I could clearly hear my own breathing; my hair stood on end like a porcupine! Gradually adapting to the dim light of the space amidst my anxiety and unease.
It was a room cluttered with miscellaneous items, and in the center stood a small square table. On the table, there was a picture frame facing away from me. It felt like an abandoned mourning room.
Although I had adapted to the limited space, I still couldn't see clearly what was around me. I could only make out the items on the table up close; first, I noticed the picture frame, then a small incense burner that seemed to be for offering to someone.
However, there was no tablet, just a symbolic picture frame and an incense burner. Did someone die in Yilan Shan's family? Could this be her home...? Fear exaggeratedly squeezed my last bit of rationality. I wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound. I stumbled to my feet and nervously grabbed the picture frame to turn it over.
I gulped down a mouthful of saliva and widened my eyes at the person in the frame. The young man inside looked strikingly similar to Yilan Shan. There were no male figures in her family; who was he?
Bringing the frame closer, I quickly realized something was wrong. The young man being honored here bore a resemblance to Yilan Shan. Who was he? A cold breeze brushed against my ear, lifting my hair... My body trembled as I suddenly turned around, feeling my scalp tingle as I saw the woman from my dreams, Gu Xiaofang.
In my panic, my heart couldn't take it anymore. Calm down, calm down; it's all just an illusion, just an illusion. Inhale... exhale... deep breaths! She reached out her hand, her face twisted in agony, looking more like she was pleading for help than threatening me as she cried out, "Help me."
Suddenly jolted awake from my fright, I found that Gu Xiaofang wasn't beside me, and the surrounding environment wasn't as terrifying as before. I was still myself, surrounded by spilled pure water, while Yilan Shan and Mute Aunt looked at me in shock.
The refrigerator door stood open, still slightly trembling. What had just happened? My head throbbed... With Yilan Shan supporting me, I managed to shuffle over to sit on the living room sofa.
"Ding Li, what's wrong with you? Are you anemic?" Yilan Shan asked with concern.
I stammered, "It's... not that..." Suddenly losing control of my emotions, I grabbed her hand and cried out loud, "Yi Jie, I... I saw something unclean. They... were so terrifying."
Upon hearing me say that I saw something unclean, both Yilan Shan and Mute Aunt flashed expressions of surprise before feigning calmness to comfort me. "Sigh! It's just because you stepped on some powder that day; today you should take it easy and rest."
But I didn't want to rest; I wanted to voice the questions swirling in my mind. Otherwise, it would only be uncomfortable to keep them bottled up. "Yi Jie, are there other people in your family?"
Yilan Shan looked surprised. "What do you mean?"
"I saw a young man when I fainted just now, along with laser lights and music."
"You must be too fatigued, combined with your poor health, causing hallucinations. There’s no one else in our house besides me and my aunt; haven’t you already seen that?"
"Yeah!" I replied softly, questioning her straightforward words but unable to argue without evidence. I could only rest for a while and observe the situation. "Yijie, I lost my Chain and keep dreaming about those things. Do you have any way to help me get rid of them?" I remembered Yang Gang once saying they were Witches. If they really were Witches, there must be a way to help me.
"Of course, you go rest, and I'll take care of this with my aunt." Yilan Shan readily agreed, then hesitated, saying, "However, it seems like we don’t have enough Hell Money. I need to make a trip to buy some more."
"Oh." To be honest, I really didn’t want to be alone in this eerie house, but at least their going out gave me a bit of freedom. I needed to inform Zhu Zhu about the situation here; otherwise, if something really happened, what would I do?
Early in the morning, Yilan Shan and her aunt went out. After fainting again last night, my body felt weak and powerless. In a hazy state, it seemed like someone was calling me.
"Ding Li~Ding Li~Ding Li"
I slowly crawled up from the bed. My consciousness told me that besides Yilan Shan's family, who else would know my name? The voice sounded mournful; if it weren't for that strange force clouding my mind, being scared to death in a waking state would be inevitable.
I involuntarily got up and followed the source of the voice.
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