280 Weird Sound
An eerie voice wandered the room, calling out Yang Jian’s name as if a ghost was searching for him.
The voice started its search on the first floor, gradually moving up to the second, then third, and eventually reaching the fourth floor.
In a room on the fourth floor, the lights were brightly lit.
Jiang Yan was lying on the bed playing with her phone, constantly updating her personal status.
“Recently my boyfriend has been ignoring me again, I’m heartbroken; such a big house, and just me alone, it’s so desolate.”
The accompanying photo was of Yang Jian’s mansion.
And her previous status read: To be a happy little bootlicker, believe in yourself, and in the end you’ll have everything you lick for.
The status before that: My boyfriend gave me five million to buy a car. What car should I buy?
Under each status update, there were dozens of comments from her high school and university classmates, as well as some relatives and friends.
“Big Sister Jiang, your boyfriend definitely doesn’t love you anymore, hurry up and introduce him to me.”
“How can a ghost controller be so rich? There must be something wrong.”
“When are you getting married? Waiting to celebrate your wedding. I heard Dachang City has chemical pollution, Jiang Yan, are you okay?”
Humming a tune, Jiang Yan browsed through the comments, occasionally replying to a few, her face brimming with happiness and satisfaction, and even a bit of smugness.
What she didn’t realize was that a voice calling Yang Jian’s name kept hovering around her, as though someone was standing beside her whispering secrets.
But Jiang Yan didn’t react at all, letting the voice linger; she still couldn’t hear it.
Eventually, after wandering for a moment, the voice left and then moved on to the fifth floor.
“Yang Jian, Ghost Eye Yang Jian…” The voice followed the staircase up, finally reaching the fifth floor.
One of the rooms on the fifth floor was Yang Jian’s residence.
After reaching the fifth floor, the voice continued to wander through each room, eventually slipping through the crack of a door into a room where the Ghost Mirror was kept, though the door was locked. Yet the voice penetrated effortlessly, going straight inside.
The pitch-dark room was empty except for the Ghost Mirror covered with a black cloth.
As the voice wandered in the room, the Ghost Mirror shook slightly, and the black cloth covering it slowly slid down.
“Yang Jian, come out.”
When the voice reached the front of the Ghost Mirror, a person identical to Yang Jian emerged from the depths of the mirror. It stood in front of the mirror, seeming to want to follow the voice out of the mirror, but was stopped by the mirror, unable to escape.
“Yang Jian, Ghost Eye Yang Jian…” The voice still wandered in the room.
The Yang Jian in the mirror kept following the voice, moving forward.
But it was to no avail.
The Yang Jian in the mirror did not exist in this world, unable to break free.
Finally, the voice gave up and floated out of the room.
After the voice left, the Ghost Mirror returned to calm, and the Yang Jian in the mirror turned and disappeared into the depths of the mirror.
Search from room to room.
Finally, it reached the bedroom where Yang Jian stayed on this floor.
The voice gradually drifted to the bedside.
The sleeping Yang Jian suddenly felt as though his body was out of his control, wanting to stand up, follow the voice, get out of bed, and leave this place.
This behavior was like sleepwalking, guided and manipulated by some eerie entity.
But it was only for a moment.
Yang Jian’s eyes snapped open.
His body shook slightly, breaking free from the restraints and control, then he reached out and grabbed at the air.
The voice by his ear stopped abruptly, instantly disappearing.
“Yang Jian, what’s wrong?” Zhang Liqin, curled up next to him, asked groggily.
“Looking for death.”
A faint red light emerged from Yang Jian’s body, covering the entire room. Then the light spread out from the room, rapidly enveloping the entire Guanjiang Residential Complex. In just a few seconds, he had scrutinized everything around him and discovered the source of the eerie voice, unexpectedly spitting out two words.
“You go back to sleep, I’m going out for a while.”
After speaking, he vanished in an instant.
“My voice has disappeared, Yang Jian is coming, be careful everyone, he’s terrifying…”
At that moment, inside a resting pavilion within the residential complex, Lin Luomei used a voice device to speak.
“Terrifying? How terrifying?” Luo Su Yi asked with a smile, “Is it as terrifying as me?”
Lin Luomei was about to reply, but suddenly her expression changed drastically, her body lifted off the ground as if yanked by an invisible force and a grass rope tied around her neck hoisted her up.
Suffocating, powerless to resist, one could feel the immediate terror of approaching death.
It seemed as though a pair of invisible hands were tightly strangling the grass rope with a fearsome strength that was rather frightening.