The Female Ghost Visits the Door

  The Female Ghost Visits the Door

  He stopped in his tracks and found that there was nothing else in the corridor, which made him feel strange. Just now, he had clearly locked all the doors, so how could they have opened automatically?

  He stepped forward to the open door, but the three crimson characters on it made him stunned again. It was "You came" once more, and the font was exactly the same as the one he saw on the last door of the second floor.

  Zhan Yi looked at the words, his eyebrows furrowed slightly. He was now completely certain that something strange was going on in this house, because if he hadn't seen clearly the last room, but this room he could be absolutely sure originally had no words.

  He took a step into the room and looked around, finding that nothing inside had changed. But just as he was about to turn back, he suddenly noticed that the door seemed to have been pulled shut from the outside with great force, followed by a loud bang as it closed.

  "Who is it?" Zhang Yi's head turned sharply towards the door, shouting out in a loud voice.

  He shouted twice, but couldn't hear anyone responding. This made him feel increasingly strange in his heart. He was certain that everything here was the work of ghosts and monsters, but what puzzled Zhan Wing was that the ghostly spirits he had encountered before would always keep a distance from him, so why did they still have the mood to play tricks on him this time?

  However, he didn't think much of it and walked to the door, pulling it open. But as soon as he opened the door, he found Mrs. Li standing at the entrance staring straight at him with a somewhat wooden expression on her face, as if she had been there for many years.

  "Ah, Auntie, why are you here again?"

  Old Lady Li looked at Xianyi and finally had an expression on her face: "Hehe, young man, I saw that you've been spinning for so long without falling off, so I came up. What do you think?"

  "It's okay, auntie, just some smell in the hallway, but it'll be fine after a sweep this afternoon." Zhan Yi said with a calm smile, and then glanced at the door with the corner of his eye, only to find that the three words that were there just now had disappeared.

  Mrs. Li listened to Zhan Yi's words and a hint of expectation appeared on her face, saying: "Young man, can you take care of this house? If so, I'll find someone to clean it up right away, and you prepare some daily necessities."

  "No problem, auntie, it's settled then. Just remember to let them have access to water and electricity." Zhan Yi responded readily, and the two of them walked towards the stairs together.

  In the afternoon, I spent some time buying daily necessities and also cleaned up the yard and room with two people called by the old lady. The useless garbage was cleared out and the weeds were also removed.

  The old lady seemed very happy that Wing could come to show her the house, and she enthusiastically gave him a bottle of beer from home, saying it would help him drink some wine, boost his courage, and sleep better.

  Zhan Yi smiled slightly, he didn't understand the old lady's thoughts at all. This was just to let him stay for a while longer. He wasn't too polite either, declining twice before grabbing some beer and buying a few small dishes, then heading straight to the small building.

  As he entered the small building, Zhan Yi stomped his feet twice, and the footsteps triggered the voice-controlled ceiling light to turn on, but it flickered twice for some reason. Zhan Yi didn't pay attention to it and directly stepped onto the stairs. However, just as his front foot had just stepped onto the stairs, he felt like someone was following him from behind. He turned his head back to look, but there was nothing.

  That feeling appeared again as he walked further up, until he reached the third floor, where that feeling grew stronger. He intentionally slowed down his pace and then heard what seemed to be footsteps behind him, very light but clearly audible in his ears.

  "Who are you, and why don't you dare come out?" Zhan Yi stopped in his tracks, turning around to look at the empty corridor.

  A crisp echo floated in the corridor, but no one replied to his words. Zhan Yi's mouth curled up with a hint of disdainful smile, and he quickly walked back to his room, arranged some snacks, opened a bottle of beer, and started drinking against the bright moon outside the window.

  Drinking wine, Zhan Yi's heart was delighted. This house was really not bad, with a bed and quilt, simple furniture, especially on the third floor, not only could see the sky outside the window, but also had a gentle breeze blowing in. The only regret was that such a big yard was too lonely for one person.

  Thinking of the beautiful school flowers, Xianyi's heart was filled with longing. When could he pick one for himself? The more he thought about it, the more he looked forward to it. He couldn't help but open his mouth and sing: "Brother is a dragon in the sky, sister is a cluster of flowers on the ground, the dragon doesn't lift its head without rain, the flower doesn't water the flower and it's not red..."

  The sound is indulgent and distant, lingering in the night sky for a long time, and Zhan Yi's heart also feels refreshed after singing.

  But just as he turned around to leave the balcony, he suddenly heard a crisp knocking sound, "pa", "pa", "pa", like popping paper. Then a faint and melancholic voice came from outside the door: "Young master, your boldness is truly admirable. If you don't mind, I'd like to keep you company until dawn. Would that be acceptable?"

  Zhan Yi's expression froze at the sudden female voice, and the alcohol in his body also sobered up a bit. He turned around and stared tightly at the door, knowing that what was supposed to come had finally arrived: "Hehe... say whatever you want, stop pretending to be mysterious."

  "Hehe... Young master, you're quite bold, but don't worry about me, Xiao Jiao. I'm just a lonely soul who came to keep you company on this sleepless night and chat with you." A soft laughter echoed from outside the door, followed by a puff of white smoke emerging from the doorway, filling a large area in an instant. Suddenly, a woman wearing a white dress appeared vaguely within the smoke.

  "I don't have much to worry about, it's just that I'm not very interested in chatting with you." Zhan Yi said calmly, but his heart was filled with confusion. This ghost seemed to be really different from the ones he had encountered before. In the past, whether it was a ghost caught by his grandfather or one he happened to see, they would all be scared and dare not approach him, but this ghost didn't show any signs of fear.

  He thought about it over and over again, and this phenomenon could only have one possibility - that the ghost was particularly vicious. This idea made him start to be vigilant against the female ghost.

  The female ghost who called herself Xiao Jiao looked at Zhan Yi's vigilant expression and couldn't help but curve up the corners of her mouth in a sly smile: "Hehe... why must you keep people at arm's length, sir? Besides, I, Xiao Jiao, have no ill intentions; I just have nowhere to pour out my heart."

  As they spoke, the black smoke slowly dispersed, and Zhan Yi also saw the female ghost's appearance clearly. She had a head of silky hair that floated gently in the evening wind, thin eyebrows under a pair of eyes like a dream, a delicate nose, lips like cherry blossoms, an egg-like complexion, skin as smooth as jade when she smiled lightly, paired with a slender figure and a white gauze dress, making her extremely alluring.

  After sizing each other up, Zhan Yi also wanted to know the other's true intentions. He nodded slightly and said: "Alright, since you want to chat, then sit down, let's have a drink while we talk."

  However, Xiao Jiao looked at Zhan Yi and calmed down quickly, but her face was somewhat surprised and asked: "Young Master, you really aren't afraid of me?"

  "Haha, I'm afraid of what you'll do? As the saying goes, 'a man's dignity is three feet above his head', it should be you who's afraid of me instead! However, I think you must have come here for a reason, Miss. If you don't mind that I'm an ordinary person, then tell me about it." Xianyi let out a loud laugh, then picked up the beer on the table and downed it in one gulp, saying nonchalantly.

  "Hehe... Sir, you're being too modest. I've been wandering for a thousand years, and whenever I meet ordinary people, they avoid me with trepidation. But today, meeting you, I can be at ease. This is indeed fate." Xiaojiao's eyes lit up with a hint of brightness as she listened to Xianyi's words, gazing deeply into his eyes.

  She finally sat down at the table, then started chatting with Zhang Yi, and talked about her own experiences. Her facial expressions were sometimes happy, sometimes sad. Zhang Yi also responded with a sentence or two, and after the female ghost's narrative, he finally understood her life story.