Chapter 75: Wang Family Funeral Home
Sound?
Lu Jinzhao felt some doubt. She listened carefully, but didn’t hear any strange sounds.
Mixed in the darkness were just some normal noises that appear at night.
“What sound?” Lu Jinzhao immediately asked.
Her intuition told her this might be one of the clues.
Xiao Ping had already stood up from the ground. He looked back with a vigilant and panicked expression—that was the direction of the mourning hall.
“I heard it.”
His tone was somewhat tense to the point of neurosis: “Bell sound”
“It’s coming! It’s coming to chase me!”
As he spoke, his legs, which had already gone sour and weak, actually started moving again. He quickly ran in another direction.
His speed was even faster than when he had run out from the service hall earlier.
And the direction he was escaping to was not the morgue.
Lu Jinzhao didn’t stay in place. If Xiao Ping wasn’t having an illusion, then staying put would be a dangerous move.
However, she didn’t choose to chase Xiao Ping either. Instead, she continued walking toward the morgue.
The ghostly phenomena tonight were getting worse. She couldn’t delay the mission time any longer. Completing the mission as soon as possible and returning to the duty room might be the better choice.
Several thoughts kept surging in Lu Jinzhao’s mind, but they didn’t delay her time heading to the morgue.
Lu Jinzhao’s stamina was still ample. It didn’t take long for her to reach the morgue entrance.
In the black night, this place seemed even more eerie and terrifying. Coming to a place like this alone, even she felt it was a bit too creepy.
Faint light came from the entrance. She could see the elevator stopped on the first floor, which seemed normal, and the stairwell with its door open but pitch black inside.
Choosing the elevator or the pitch-black stairwell—this wasn’t a difficult decision.
At this moment, Lu Jinzhao actually hoped the parchment would suddenly appear and say something. Anything would do—it would make her feel like she wasn’t going alone to a place where she might see a ghost.
Lu Jinzhao took a deep breath, giving herself five seconds to do some mental preparation again. She already knew clearly that after experiencing multiple platform missions, it wouldn’t give anyone any mental immunity to “ghosts.”
When facing terror, even the calmest, most experienced people would have moments of panic.
Unless they had the ability to confront the terror—at least, the skill to escape death by themselves.
Otherwise, even she would probably die inside the platform sooner or later.
She had to head to higher-level platforms as soon as possible to acquire fate abilities.
Lu Jinzhao’s pitch-black eyes flickered in the darkness. She steeled her resolve and walked toward the stairwell.
The stairwell to the morgue had no light. There were light bulbs, but they had no effect—supposedly broken, yet for some reason, they had never been repaired.
Since deciding to enter the stairwell, Lu Jinzhao’s steps hadn’t hesitated for a moment. Her speed going down the stairs was exceptionally fast. She was trying to complete this patrol mission before any anomaly appeared.
Even though anomalies had occurred one after another tonight, she hadn’t suffered any attacks, so her stamina was still ample at this moment. Soon, she had descended all the stairs—only a few steps left, and she could see the morgue through the stairwell door.
Last night, Chen Hai had collapsed just a few steps away.
At this thought, suddenly, Lu Jinzhao had an ominous premonition.
The next second, she heard a familiar ding sound.
It was the sound of the elevator door opening.
Her complexion changed abruptly, only because she hadn’t heard any sound of the elevator operating!
This didn’t match what Meng Ning had said, but the elevator had already arrived at the second basement level unbeknownst to her.
Lu Jinzhao was certain her speed going down was much faster than the elevator!
No time to think too much. Even after hearing the ding, Lu Jinzhao gritted her teeth and ran toward the door.
Her hand was already in her pocket, where she kept the supernatural item she had obtained from her first platform mission. However, she had never used it on herself.
The side effects made her avoid this thing, but right now, the intense pressure from the sound of the elevator arriving forced her to consider using this box.
The elevator door opened.
Accompanied by this slow sound, Lu Jinzhao had already fixed her gaze on the morgue door, but the next second, her pupils contracted.
The morgue door was open.
A scene completely different from Meng Ning’s description appeared before her. She had to wonder if Meng Ning had hidden something or if the supernatural phenomena were intensifying.
But the patrol mission was complete. Now, what she had to do was escape!
The instant she turned to run up the stairs, Lu Jinzhao thought of Chen Hai’s death pose. He must have died at this moment.
What had he encountered then?
—Ding-ling
A bell sound that wasn’t crisp, even sounding somewhat dull and eerie, came from behind her.
The elevator door was fully open.
Something walked out from inside, making this sound.
Lu Jinzhao’s scalp went numb for a moment. The instant she heard this bell sound, she immediately realized that the corpse that had stood up from the freezer was now not far behind her.
She thought of the young man’s instruction to definitely put a bell on the corpse’s ankle.
She thought of Xiao Ping, who had just run away, saying he heard the bell sound.
And Meng Ning, who had survived last night, hadn’t heard such a sound!
“It was actually the bell?”
Lu Jinzhao’s voice was somewhat gritted. She and Xiao Ping had questioned Meng Ning’s experience in great detail. If she hadn’t lied, then indeed, Lu Jinzhao hadn’t heard this sound last night, and she had survived.
That’s right.
All the dead people had bells tied to their ankles, and they would walk out from the freezers on their own. If the ghosts here were all those corpses in the freezers, then when seeing a ghost, one should hear the bell sound!
Meng Ning survived because she ran fast, but not entirely because she ran fast.
More accurately, perhaps it was because her reaction was fast and she ran fast, so she didn’t hear the bell sound from the ghost’s ankle when it walked out of the elevator?!
Lu Jinzhao couldn’t immediately confirm if her guess was right. Despite her reaction being fast enough—even reaching the top section of stairs, almost at the stairwell exit—she clearly heard, from the darkness behind her, a not-urgent, dull bell sound.
Every two seconds, a “ding-ling” sound appeared behind her.
No matter how fast she ran, she couldn’t escape it.
A chilling breath came from behind. The bell sound indicated that even if she left the stairwell and reached the outside, the fierce ghost had no intention of letting her go.
Lu Jinzhao had to listen extremely carefully to the bell sound behind her while running, to judge how far the ghost was from her now.
But ghosts never played by the rules.
The next moment, the bell sound she had judged to be at least ten meters away suddenly rang in her ear, as if the ghost was already pressed against her back.
Yesterday there was a power outage for some reason. It doesn’t usually happen, so my mobile phone wasn’t always fully charged. It only got power in the middle of the night.
