Chapter 21#
Spirit Calling#
Ye Sheng walked around the second floor.
The innermost room was a large study. It hadn’t been lived in for too long, and the electricity had long been cut off.
He could only use his mobile phone for lighting.
There were some magazines and newspapers on the bookshelf, dusty and yellowed, with traces of being burned by a lighter on the edges. The headline reported the death of Old Master Qin’s second wife in Cheng’en Gynecological Hospital. “Huaicheng Daily” is an old newspaper, but in the era of traffic, print media has slowly withdrawn from the historical stage.
Ye Sheng didn’t stay in the study for too long. He went to check other rooms on the second floor. Opening the doors, they were either piano practice rooms or dance rooms, as well as cloakrooms and utility rooms, probably left by those wives.
Ye Sheng found nothing. Walking to the stairwell, he intuitively felt a gloomy chill. After dealing with ghosts for many years, Ye Sheng’s intuition was amazing. Before stepping up to the third floor, he quickly glanced at the corner. The windows were all painted black and sealed. The only light was his flashlight, and the edge illuminated a short outline squatting in the corner.
Pitch black, like a thick shadow. After Ye Sheng looked over, the shadow immediately seeped into the wall like water and disappeared without a trace.
Ye Sheng turned off the flashlight, walked over quickly, reached out and touched the wall, feeling a dampness. He thought he would touch some water or blood, but his fingertips were clean and couldn’t catch a bit of moisture.
Ye Sheng turned on the flashlight again and walked upstairs.
These shadow monsters were everywhere, seeming to chase light and fear light at the same time. He waited patiently. When stepping on the stairs to the third floor, he keenly sensed a familiar aura at the stairwell again.
Ye Sheng held his phone, turned on the flashlight, and the main interface had turned into the shooting interface of search.
Before the shadow could react, Ye Sheng turned off the sound and quickly took a picture there.
The moment the strong light shone over, the shadow let out a weird scream and quickly melted on the floor, but Ye Sheng still captured its appearance.
It looked like a child who had just learned to crawl, with a black head, black body, and black limbs, no facial features or hair. The whole body seemed to be formed by a mass of thick black liquid.
This is an E-level heresy.
[Category Section: Story King]
[Ghost Name: Ghost Child]
[Ghost Level: E Level]
[Overview: As soon as the ghost children were born, their mother told them to find their father. The ghost children searched for a long time and finally found their father. The ghost children like their father so much, dreaming of sleeping with their father.]
Ghost children.
Father.
This is indeed the romantic debt caused by Old Master Qin himself.
Ye Sheng determined the direction and went straight to the top floor, towards Old Master Qin’s former bedroom. “Dreaming of sleeping with their father”, presumably the base camp of these ghost children is in Old Master Qin’s bedroom.
While thinking that these ghost children really lacked fatherly love, Ye Sheng guessed their motives.
The ghost children dragged those two bodyguards in, could it be because their biological father moved out, so they found two new “fathers” for themselves?
Ye Sheng could defeat E-level heresies without any external help, so he didn’t take the ghost children to heart.
Relying on his excellent sense of direction and night vision ability, he walked straight to Old Master Qin’s bedroom.
This bedroom faced south, with excellent lighting, and a separate balcony.
For the convenience of the elderly getting up at night, there was a bathroom next to it.
The door was locked. There were too many petty thefts in Yin Mountain. Prying open a lock was not difficult for Ye Sheng. But just as he squatted down, he felt a chill rushing to the back of his neck from behind.
No sound, no footsteps, a huge thing was slowly approaching.
Ye Sheng took a deep breath, kept calm, and before the behemoth melting into the darkness stood behind him and was about to make a move, he quickly picked up his phone and shone the strong light directly at the monster.
“Hiss ah hiss ah!!!” Dozens of horrifying screams rang out.
Ye Sheng also saw clearly the appearance of the monster. It was a behemoth formed by dozens of ghost children stepping on and hugging each other. Their bodies were indeed liquid and could completely merge.
The “child pile” screamed, fell apart due to fear of strong light, melted like a snowman, and flowed all over the floor as black liquid.
Ye Sheng seized the opportunity and quickly wanted to go downstairs, but he stopped at the stairwell.
Several ghost children were lying on the railing, waiting for him like waiting for a rabbit.
At the same time, there was a steady stream of black liquid seeping out from the wall next to him.
The number of ghost children in this house completely overturned his imagination.
Ye Sheng: “…”
When he saw the information given by search, he had preconceived notions that these were all illegitimate children killed by Old Master Qin.
Even if Old Master Qin was romantic when he was young, the aborted children couldn’t exceed a hundred.
But the scene before him told him, more than a hundred… thousands or even tens of thousands were possible.
Ye Sheng frowned, used the light of the mobile phone flashlight to force those ghost children not to approach him, then quickly walked into the bathroom next to the bedroom and closed the door backhand.
Bang!
He moved extremely fast, and directly smashed the mirror with his fist as soon as he entered.
Then he used the broken mirror to arrange the room, refracted the light on the four walls, placed the mobile phone, confirmed that the light illuminated the entire bathroom, isolating the possibility of the group of ghost children seeping in from any corner, and then felt relieved.
Ye Sheng licked the blood cut by the lens on his hand, tilted his head, and thought about how to solve today’s predicament.
The windows and doors here were all sealed and painted black. Even during the day, light couldn’t shine in.
For the Qin family, this is a forbidden area, and basically no one will come.
The ghost children outside were very interested in him. Although they were afraid of light and dared not come in now, they lingered at the door of the toilet and refused to give up.
His phone battery was only 30%, and the flashlight wouldn’t last long.
Ye Sheng picked up his phone, clicked into his contacts, and found that besides the counselor, there was only Huang Yiyue.
His popularity was indeed bad enough.
He twitched his lips and chose to contact Huang Yiyue directly.
Xie Wenci must have deleted the records after sending him a message with Huang Yiyue’s phone, but he kept it. He took a screenshot of the chat interface and sent it to Huang Yiyue, concise and to the point.
—“I am in the Western-style building opposite the Qin family lake.”
The sound insulation of the toilet was not very good.
Through the thin wall came the hysterical screams and desperate cries of the two bodyguards in the bedroom.
“Ahhh go away! Ahhh ghost!! Ghost ahhh!”
“Don’t eat me! Don’t eat me!”
“Don’t eat me wuwuwuwu!”
Ye Sheng knelt on one knee on the ground. The mirror refracted dazzling white light, shining on the boy’s cold and gloomy face. His fingers gently touched a broken mirror placed directly in front.
The temperature of his fingertips was as cold as the mirror surface.
Ye Sheng did not regret walking recklessly into this Western-style house.
There were many things in his life that could be called adventures. If the motive for doing something was that he wanted to do it, then no matter what the result was, in his opinion, it was not wrong.
He underestimated the danger level of this Western-style building. E-level heresies were indeed not terrible, but mergeable E-level heresies could definitely cause death.
After figuring this out, Ye Sheng felt a little relaxed instead. He could completely ignore the two people crying and shouting next door.
There is a term in legal concepts called manslaughter. The death of the two people is event A, and his making those two people lose their mobility is event B. But now, whether there is this event B or not, event A will happen.
Blame these two people for coming to this forest.
Thud.
Something fell from the washstand and rolled all the way to Ye Sheng’s feet.
It was a small white medicine bottle.
Ye Sheng stood up slightly stunned, seeing that besides some toiletries on the washstand of this bathroom, there were also some scattered medicines in the cabinet. There were capsules, syrups, pills, all kinds of styles, but the labels on the medicine bottles were torn off.
He picked up a bottle that hadn’t been torn clean, carefully identified it, and recognized the words on it.
Compound Xuanju Capsule.
What?
Ye Sheng picked up another bottle and saw the words on it.
Shengjing Capsule.
Ye Sheng: “…………”
This was the place where Old Master Qin lived thirty years ago. At that time, he was probably thirty or forty years old. According to rumors, he was romantic by nature, so it shouldn’t be used to treat symptoms like impotence.
Ye Sheng vaguely had a guess, and after looking at the names of other medicines, he confirmed it.
—Old Master Qin suffered from asthenospermia, and it was severe asthenospermia, commonly known as male infertility.
How did a man suffering from severe asthenospermia spread his branches and leaves and give birth to so many children?
Ye Sheng thought of the little star who died in Cheng’en Hospital. Intuition told him that if Old Master Qin dared not use sorcery on himself, then he could only tamper with his wife.
…This room full of ghost children is probably retribution.
While Ye Sheng was still analyzing the cause and effect.
Knock knock knock.
The toilet door was suddenly knocked. Ye Sheng frowned, thinking it was Ning Weichen who found the top floor. But after the person outside buzzed and shouted for him to “open the door”, Ye Sheng was sure it wasn’t Ning Weichen.
Children of one or two years old are very smart. The first step in their babbling is to learn to speak from their parents, but after all, they are children, and their tone and tone are very immature.
Ye Sheng could even see the black shadows surging in eagerly from the gap above the door.
“Open the door.”
“Ye Sheng, open the door.”
“Open the door.”
The tone was clear and weird. This building was their territory. The conversation between Ye Sheng and Ning Weichen on the first floor was probably heard by them, and they knew his name.
Ye Sheng stared at the phone in a daze. Huang Yiyue didn’t reply to him. She was wearing a dress to attend the banquet, and it was impossible for her to have her phone on her. Another bad news was that a message popped up on the phone, “Phone battery is less than 20%”.
He no longer needed to care about the things next door, now he needed to consider himself.
Ye Sheng looked down at himself in the mirror.
Toilet.
Toilet again.
In the mirror, he was wearing a silver-white suit, with black hair and fair face. If just looking at the appearance, he really looked like a rich young master.
Himself in the mirror and himself outside the mirror looked at each other, both eyes revealing coldness.
Ye Sheng didn’t like taking pictures, and naturally didn’t like looking in the mirror.
The number of times he looked in the mirror since childhood could be counted on one hand. The last time he looked in the mirror, if he remembered correctly, was in the toilet of carriage 44, when he met the fetus girl.
Fetus girl.
Ye Sheng suddenly raised his hand and touched his lower abdomen. After swallowing his sister into his stomach, he was sure she had been “digested”. But the core was still there, and there was still a trace of blood mist hovering in his body. Deeply cold, gloomy, impossible to ignore.
He couldn’t help recalling the first ps he saw on the fetus girl’s information at that time.
—[post scriptum:
No one knows that the fetus girl has a naughty sister who loves to make trouble. After the sister was eaten by the fetus girl, she had a full meal in her sister’s stomach. Shh, must not be discovered by the sister.]
That ps created the tool “sister”, allowing it to devour all the children in the fetus girl’s stomach and suck up the fetus girl’s power.
And now this “sister” is in his body.
A weird idea suddenly emerged in Ye Sheng’s heart.
He thought of that corpse stitching needle.
He could use Xiao Fang’s tools to create Alice and gain the ability to stitch corpses.
So now, can he use the “sister” of the fetus girl to gain the ability of the fetus girl to “call spirits”.
[Crying Sound Spirit Calling]
At that time, the crying sound of the fetus girl could awaken a whole carriage of F-level heresy corpse monsters, to be controlled and used by her.
So, dealing with the thousands of ghost children outside, what consequences can “crying sound” cause.
Ye Sheng looked at himself in the mirror.
Closed his eyes, and began to seriously recall how the fetus girl operated at that time—in the mirror of carriage 44, the fetus girl opened her mouth, wrinkled her whole face, and then burst into tears.
Ye Sheng: “…”
Ye Sheng: “…………”
Damn.
Damn damn damn.
Ye Sheng cursed in his heart, quickly opened his eyes, and threw this idea to the back of his mind. He couldn’t even imagine what he looked like when he smiled, let alone cried.
His face was not suitable for making any expressions belonging to normal humans—smiling was so distorted, crying must be ugly, thinking about it gave him goosebumps all over.
Walking on the street, it could be ugly enough to affect the appearance of the city.
The image of himself wrinkling his face, opening his mouth and wailing flashed through his mind.
“…………”
Ye Sheng closed his eyes to calm his emotions, and silently questioned himself: Do I really want to torture my soul and hurt other people’s eyes for my temporary safety?
But heaven did not wish him well.
This broken phone was an antique second-hand phone left by the old man before he left.
The battery storage capacity couldn’t compare with normal mobile phones at all.
20% battery was a watershed, and the subsequent battery dropped almost one bar per minute.
In the blink of an eye, only 15% was left.
The knocking sound of “knock knock knock” outside never stopped. The ghost children were particularly interested in him, and even started calling “Daddy” outside.
Several children called him Daddy together, laughed halfway, and then scratched the wall with wuwuwu sounds.
The echo rang in the gloomy Western-style building, particularly weird.
[Phone battery is less than 10%]
The shrinking numbers seemed to be a countdown to life.
Ye Sheng finally compromised.
He did psychological construction for himself.
Forget it.
Nothing awkward.
It’s not shameful to do anything to survive.
Ugly is a bit ugly, anyway, only he can see it.
Ye Sheng, who had never learned how to smile in his life, began to force himself to cry in front of the mirror.
He was a person who would quickly devote himself and be extremely serious when deciding to do something, trying hard to brew emotions and recall the past.
But he had never cried in his life.
When he was a child, he was surrounded by village children and called a monster, he didn’t cry; when he was in school, he was discriminated against and isolated by the whole school because of poverty, he didn’t cry; when his grandmother died, he didn’t cry, and when the old man left, he didn’t cry either. In his past ten years of life, there was not a single sad past event for him to recall and shed tears.
Relying on emotions, he couldn’t cry at all.
But he did shed tears, relying on physiological reactions, in carriage 44, when Ning Weichen’s fingers poked into his throat.
“…”
Damn.
Ye Sheng twitched the corner of his lips, then raised his hand, opened his mouth, and poked his slender index finger directly inside. He usually didn’t hesitate to do things, and was also ruthless to himself. Just a little manipulation, physiological tears emerged from his eyes.
Pale red water mist floated on the black and white eyeballs, blurring that sharpness and adding a trace of ripples.
He looked at himself with red and tearful eyes in the mirror, but his expression was slightly stunned.
…He could feel that when he cried, his whole temperament seemed to become gloomy and weird.
“…”
Okay, it really is to the extent that it can affect the appearance of the city and scare pedestrians.
Ye Sheng felt absurd and weird every time he touched his stomach, but this time he didn’t need to touch it, he could feel something flowing slowly in his body.
This was a very strange state, just like when he picked up the corpse stitching needle in the toilet.
Phone battery only 5% left.
As if a countdown to life and death.
Ye Sheng picked up his phone and walked towards the toilet door.
Once the phone moved, the light source was misplaced, and several places in the toilet returned to darkness. The ghost children found the opportunity and seeped in from those dark places like crazy liquid. But while they tried every means to surge inside greedily, Ye Sheng had already taken a deep breath and held the handle with his fingers.
“Daddy, let us in.” Several ghost children stacked two meters high, their tone innocent and weird.
Click.
The toilet door was opened. Ye Sheng couldn’t imagine his crying sound, but in a sense, “crying out loud” could be considered a crying sound. He turned off the flashlight, stood in front of the toilet door, and slowly raised his head. The boy’s figure was tall and thin, but a pair of red and tearful eyes seemed to carry extremely cold viciousness—cold, beautiful, but also weird.
Ye Sheng’s throat had just been poked by himself, and his voice was a little hoarse. Speaking softly and intermittently really had a feeling of “crying”.
“Stay away from me.”
He said softly.
“All stay away from me.”
Several ghost children stacked up to two meters high looked down at him. They were composed of clusters of black liquid, always unscrupulous in this building, but the greed and viciousness when seeing this human come out completely froze after hearing his sentence.
“Hiss ah ah ah ah—”
The boy’s hoarse and low voice echoed in the night, like some extremely terrifying command.
Several ghost children screamed and collapsed instantly, their bodies exploded suddenly, scattering all over the ground with crackling sounds. Even some black liquid splashed on Ye Sheng’s face.
Ye Sheng held the phone, took a deep breath, and walked out.
And those densely packed ghost children baring their fangs and claws also retreated steadily as if they had encountered something extremely terrifying.