The death curse swallowed the young couple. The man used the shadows in the room to pick up his wife. He did not approach Lai Sheng again but glanced at the sleeping child from afar.
The single eye that had retained his rationality was filled with reluctance but he had no other choice.
He slowly bowed to Han Fei. When he saw Han Fei pick up Lai Sheng from the sofa, a trace of gratitude appeared in his eyes.
The two men did not exchange any more words. One carried his wife and dragged all the shadows in the room towards the mirror while the other picked up Lai Sheng and walked out into the darkness.
The parting came sooner than expected.
The moment the door closed, Han Fei could feel the child's body shaking in his arms.
He lowered his head to look. The child's face was covered in tears. It was unclear whether it was because of the parting dream or because he was not fully asleep.
"I will bring you back to reality and I will save your parents so that you can reunite with them. Of course, that is if I can become the new manager of the Ziggurat. "
Tears slid down Lai Sheng's face. His hands were gripped tightly like a kitten curled up in the corner of a wall during a storm.
The door to Room 4064 was already closed. Han Fei did not stay there for long. He had to find all the souls that he had lost before 4: 44 pm.
'I remember all three souls have run upstairs. I'll start my investigation from the 7th floor.'
There were many rooms in the Ziggurat. Going from door to door on the night of Soul Return was no different from suicide.
'Should I go to Room 4144 first? Before the Butterfly returns, I should bring Zhuang Ren to meet his family. After his family is willing to help me, I'll use Resurrection to send Zhuang Ren back. '
Spirit Farer was Han Fei's trump card and Resurrection was his biggest secret. This was the reason why he dared to summon Zhuang Ren into the cryptic world.
Han Fei's idea was good, he could kill two birds with one stone. He could satisfy Zhuang Ren's years of wish and gain a few more helpers. However, Han Fei was hesitant. With the Butterfly's cunning nature, it would definitely do something to Room 4144. Zhuang Ren's family would probably be turned into monsters by now.
After witnessing the tragedy that befell Lai Sheng's mother, Han Fei suspected that when Zhuang Ren saw his family with his own eyes, it would be the moment his family would truly turn into monsters.
All the Death Curses in the Ziggurat had a trigger condition. Before getting to the bottom of the curse on Zhuang Ren's family, Han Fei did not plan to act rashly.
Pushing open the safety door, Han Fei left the 6th floor. When he stepped onto the 7th floor staircase, the boy's eyelids slowly fluttered like he was waking up.
Seeing Lai Sheng like this, Han Fei understood the silent love of Lai Sheng's father.
With Lai Sheng's father's ability as the owner of Room 4064, he had several ways to make Lai Sheng fall into a deep sleep, but he did not do so. He believed in his child, so he let Lai Sheng hear or feel the separation in his half-asleep state.
He didn't want his child to hide and be immersed in sorrow forever. He hoped that his child could face the pain, or at least learn to face it.
"Actually, I'm quite envious of you. Your mother is so gentle, she has planned everything for you. Even though your father is a reticent person, he uses another way to protect you silently." Lai Sheng's father did not follow him but Han Fei had a strange feeling that if Lai Sheng was in danger in the Ziggurat, his father would definitely arrive in the shortest amount of time possible. Perhaps his father was standing silently in the shadows, watching over them.
"My childhood was quite a happy one, probably …"
After entering the 7th floor, Han Fei's eyes scanned the ashes of the paper money on the ground. If a soul was summoned into one of the rooms, then the ashes on the ground would definitely leave their footprints.
The mournful music inside the building was like a Yin Spirit that chased after the soul. If Han Fei stayed in the corridor for too long, they would move towards Han Fei.
To prevent himself from being chased by the paper dolls, Han Fei moved very quickly.
He planned to take a cursory look around. If there were no footprints at all the doors, then he would come up with another solution.
7th floor, 8th floor …
When Han Fei reached the 9th floor, he suddenly realized that this floor was different from the other floors.
When he was running for his life earlier, this was the first time he had entered the corridor to take a closer look.
Even though the houses still had blood red couplets and braziers and paper money placed at the door, the corridor was very clean. The ashes of the paper money were in the braziers and there was not a speck of dust on the ground. It was as if someone had been cleaning the corridors every day.
'There shouldn't be any cleaners at the Ziggurat, right? There's only a bunch of ghosts that specialize in hiding corpses. '
Other than that, Han Fei also saw some hand-painted paintings on the walls. There were green trees, sunlight, children playing, adults with smiles on their faces and of course, there were also slogans that warned against fire and theft.
Inside the eerie Ziggurat, the paintings on the walls did not fit in. Even from the perspective of a living person, Han Fei felt like they would look better if they were painted in blood red.
'Who dares to paint on the walls of the Ziggurat? Are they tired of living? ' The mournful music echoed in Han Fei's ears again. This time it came from downstairs. Without hesitation, Han Fei picked up his pace.
Initially, Han Fei did not have much hope but when he passed Room 4094, he noticed that there was no brazier placed at the door. It looked very normal, just like any other tenants.
In a place that was definitely not normal, the only normal tenant stood out like a sore thumb.
Everyone was summoning the spirits but why was this one doing nothing?
The mournful music grew louder. The paper dolls' funeral procession was already upstairs. Han Fei did not hesitate. With the thought of giving it a try, he knocked on the door of Room 4094.
"Is anyone home?"
After a series of knocks, on the 8th knock, the door of Room 4094 opened. A young man in pajamas appeared at the door. "How can I help you?"
The young man was about the same height and build as Han Fei. He was quite handsome but his hair was a mess, the dark circles under his eyes and his pajamas were unbuttoned.
Han Fei stared at the man before him, trying to find something strange about him like the lack of a shadow, the sharp knife that was hidden behind his back, the blood stains at the edge of his shirt. However, after a long time, he realized with great shock that the man really did look like a normal person.
"You look familiar to me. Are you one of my neighbors? Why are you carrying a child in the middle of the night? Is the child sick? Oh, I get it, you're here to borrow my car, right? Does the child need to go to the hospital when he's sick? "
Before Han Fei said anything, the man's mind filled in the blanks. "Wait here, I'll go change now!"
The young man did not even close the door. He turned and ran into the living room to grab a random jacket. He put it on and prepared to leave.
"The child is not sick. I have something to tell you." The mournful music was approaching. Han Fei carried Lai Sheng into the room. "Let's go in and talk."
For some reason, he thought the young man before him looked familiar. It was like their souls were attracted to each other.
When the young man reacted, Han Fei had already entered the room and closed the door for him.
In the middle of the night, a stranger carrying a child suddenly barged into a room. Any normal person would be worried and afraid. However, perhaps it was because Han Fei looked too familiar or Lai Sheng looked too pitiful, the young man did not chase them away. Instead, he kept asking them what was going on.
It was Han Fei's turn to be confused. He had prepared himself for many scary ghosts but to his surprise, there was only one 'strange' person in the room.
Perhaps in real life, Han Fei would refer to the young man as a good person or a kind person but at the Ziggurat, Han Fei had no idea how the young man survived.
There must be a reason behind the abnormality. Kindness could also be just a beautiful coat used to hide the dirty inside.
Han Fei guarded Lai Sheng as he carefully observed the young man and the room behind him.
The layout of Room 4094 was different from Room 4064. The living room was spacious and there was a large television. Underneath the screen was a black TV cabinet. It was used to store some movie CDs and movie books.
On the wall facing the TV, there were many posters of comedy movies. Below the posters was a sofa that could be rolled around. There was also a thin quilt and a TV remote control on it. The young man seemed to have watched a movie until late at night and then fell asleep on the sofa.
"You seem to like comedy movies?" Han Fei suddenly realized something. Wasn't this the kind of living room that he had dreamt of when he was young?
There was a very large television to play the movie he had starred in, a soft sofa that could be rolled around and a large living room where one could walk around freely.
Han Fei had been living in this cramped apartment for so long that he had almost forgotten his beautiful dream.
"I don't like movies." To Han Fei's surprise, the young man shook his head.
"Then why are there so many comedy movie posters on your wall?" Han Fei had not heard of those movies before but from the style of the posters, he knew they were comedies.
The young man tidied up his messy hair shyly. "Actually I'm a comedy actor, these are all my movies."
The young man was shy. Especially when his profession was mentioned, he became even more unnatural. It was as if the young man in real life was very different from how he looked on screen.
"Have a seat, let's sit down and talk." The young man rarely entertained guests. He quickly tossed the quilt and some clothes to the side. When the quilt fluttered, several medicine bottles that were placed next to the quilt tumbled to the ground. There were insomnia pills, mood stabilizers and antidepressants.
The young man scrambled to pick up the dropped medicine bottles. Then he picked up all the medicine bottles and carried them into the bedroom.
"What's wrong with your son? Is it serious? " The young man awkwardly tried to change the topic. Then there was a sound from inside the bedroom. He appeared to have knocked something over.
When the young man was cleaning up the bedroom, Han Fei noticed the phone that the young man had left on the sofa. The screen was still lit up. The young man appeared to have been playing with his phone earlier.
With a trace of curiosity, Han Fei turned to look at the phone. The search bar was filled with a half-written question — How to leave this place without pain …
Before the question finished, the emergency contact number for psychological intervention and therapy appeared at the bottom of the search bar. There was a line at the end of the line — Dear, you are not alone, you are not alone because we are all here.
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