Chapter 361
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'The unclear lyrics in the song are related to summoning souls and the Ziggurat's mournful music appears to be related to summoning souls as well. Coincidentally, on the night of the Night of Haunting, the song and the mournful music came from the Ziggurat at the same time. Has this kind of coincidence happened in the future as well?'
Once Han Fei thought about how his enemy might have seen the future, he shivered. How was he supposed to deal with an enemy who could foresee the future?
The mournful music came closer. Suppressing his fear, Han Fei poked his head out of the stairwell and looked up through the gap in the stairwell.
Around the 10th floor, white paper lanterns swayed lightly. Pairs of pale human hands that appeared to be made from paper hung from the rusted banister.
'Paper dolls? Paper dolls? '
The mournful music was still some distance away from the 4th floor. Han Fei decided to check the 6th floor before it arrived. If he could enter Room 4064, that would be even better.
Han Fei was a decisive person, once he made up his mind, he would act immediately.
'I can't leave the game. Looks like I can't rely on luck tonight, I'll have to risk my life.'
The mournful music grew louder and louder. Even the tenants were hiding in their rooms but Han Fei charged straight up to the 6th floor.
Every second counted. When he came to the sixth floor, the mournful music was already above his head. The distance between them was very close.
'Quick!'
Pulling open the safety door, before Han Fei stepped into the 6th floor corridor, he glanced up.
Colorful baby faces poked out from the stairwell and looked down at Han Fei.
The painted faces were illuminated by the light from the lanterns. They were just paper dolls but they appeared to have a life of their own.
Han Fei's hair stood on end when he was stared at by the colorful paper dolls. Without giving them a second glance, he ran through the safety door.
'Paper dolls! They're all paper dolls! They look similar to the paper doll boss at Yi Ming Convenience Store but they're much bigger than the store boss! "
The mournful music was too close for Han Fei to turn around. He wanted to run to the other end of the 6th floor corridor but when he did, he noticed many more strange things.
No one knew when it started, but every family in the Ziggurat had a white bowl with five grains on it. Around the bowls and chopsticks were ashes from the burning paper money.
What was even stranger was that a small number of people even made a paper ladder made of yellow paper and string above the door. The ladder hung down from the window at the top of the door and rested on the door plank. It was as if they wanted people to enter the house through the paper ladder instead of the front door.
"Are those paper ladders meant for ghosts?" Han Fei remembered that an old man once said that a person's soul would return in seven days after death. Some big families had a strong Yang Qi at their front door, so they built a soul ladder so that the deceased could avoid the front door.
Han Fei did not pay attention to his surroundings. He only stopped when he reached the door to Room 4064.
At that moment, the mournful music was heard between the seventh and sixth floors. The paper doll was walking towards them!
Looking at the door of Room 4064, there was a yellowed paper ladder hanging from the old door. The white bowl by the door had many grains of rice stuck together. Most importantly, there were two blurry footprints on the paper dust on the ground, like someone had just stepped on the paper dust.
'My soul has entered this house through the soul ladder?'
Han Fei grabbed the doorknob of Room 4064 and tried to pull it open. The door did not budge but the window above the door opened a small gap.
'The window is not locked?'
The mournful music came from the sixth floor. The light from the white paper lanterns was reflected on the glass window of the safety door.
The hair-raising mournful music crawled into Han Fei's ears like poisonous worms. It crawled directly into his brain. It was impossible to ignore it.
When the mournful music drifted up to the sixth floor, a face painted in many colors appeared at the glass window of the safety door.
The paper doll's eyes slowly opened. Cheap paint slid down its forehead. For a moment, it was hard to tell whether it was a person wearing a paper doll's coat or a paper doll wrapped in human skin.
'There are living people's eyeballs in its eye sockets! It's still moving! '
The fear was indescribable. The paper doll moved too fast. Almost as soon as Han Fei saw its face, the paper doll's face was already closing in on him.
It was too late to run now. Han Fei gripped the door frame and pushed open the window above the door. Like a departed spirit, Han Fei entered the house of the living through the window instead of the front door.
He had been controlling his body but he still could not get in through the window. Just as he was panicking, the originally locked door suddenly opened.
The door was pushed open by half a finger's width. Standing behind the door was a timid child.
He did not seem to see the person he was expecting. He stared at Han Fei's face and was too scared to move.
'It's too dangerous at the door.' Han Fei walked into the room and slammed the door shut.
To prevent the child from crying, Han Fei even clamped his hand over the child's mouth.
The moment the door closed, the mournful music entered the 6th floor corridor. The paper doll's funeral procession passed by the door of Room 4064!
Han Fei hugged the child and locked himself behind the door. Through the mirror in the living room, he could see the window above him.
Several paper dolls' faces poked out from the window. However, they did not enter the room. They merely leaned against the window and scanned the room.
The mournful music played for a whole 4 minutes before it slowly faded away.
A strange smell hit the tip of Han Fei's nose. Han Fei lowered his head to look and realized the boy whose mouth was clamped over had peed his pants.
He could not speak. His eyes were filled with fear. His pants were wet and his hands twisted like they were having a spasm.
"I'm sorry, big brother means no harm." Han Fei quickly released his grip. The boy immediately retreated.
He only ran a few steps before he tripped to the ground. Then he hid on the other side of the sofa in his wet pants and stared at Han Fei.
The boy's palm-sized face had a serious expression. He stared at Han Fei for a long time before he said, "You're not daddy, daddy is not back yet. Mommy said daddy will be back tonight!"
Already feeling wronged, coupled with fear, the child bit his lips and began to cry. He was very sensible and even tried to lower his voice as he cried.
"Your daddy will be back, I saw him downstairs earlier. He's buying you a present …" Han Fei turned to look at the living room and saw various car models stuffed under the television cabinet. "It's the latest car model, the kind that can change shape."
The boy's father appeared to have given him many similar toys. When he heard Han Fei say that, the boy cried and used his small hands to wipe his eyes. "You really saw him?"
"Of course, adults will not lie to children." Perhaps it was the effect of the Child King, Han Fei realized the boy was not as resistant toward him anymore.
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