After reading this story, please don't take any more photos of strangers, because... that might bring back dirty things.
1. Someone wanted to commit suicide!
Wu Liang was a photojournalist for a newspaper. His usual job was to take photos of newsworthy photos on the street with a camera.
However, the news these days was getting older and older. Every day, he walked around the streets and took pictures of either breaking the rules or trivial matters. Although he called it a " cell of society," every time these photos were taken, he would be scolded by the boss of the newspaper.
He also hoped to be able to take some especially shocking photos. As long as the leader was happy, his life would be better.
On this day, Wu Liang was still wandering around the street with a black professional camera with a long lens. He was in a particularly good mood now because he had just taken a photo of two people fighting on the road.
There were two men. One of them was holding a watermelon knife. There was still blood dripping from the tip of the knife. Wu Liang felt that this was not human blood. It was especially turbid.
It was like the blood of a dead person!
At the thought of this, Wu Liang shuddered. The hand holding the camera trembled, and the face of the other man who had been slashed in the photo was blurred.
Wu Liang carefully looked at the photo on the digital screen. There seemed to be something smiling in the blurry face.
This is a good photo. The chief editor will definitely like it.
Just as he was feeling happy, his phone rang. " Crack, crack!" A strange ringtone that he had never heard before came from his pocket. Wu Liang was so scared by this sound that he broke out in a cold sweat.
He took out his phone with trembling hands. It was an unfamiliar number. He had never seen this number before. The last four digits of the number flashed on the screen. It was 9146.
Homophonic was about to die! Who was going to die?
The strange ringtone continued to ring, like the sound of bones breaking.
"Hey…hey, you…who are you?”
"Someone wants to commit suicide! If you want to take photos, come quickly." An old lady's voice said over the phone.
"Ah, someone wants to commit suicide? Where is it?" Wu Liang asked excitedly, thinking that his luck today was really too good. This month's bonus must be much higher.
"Building 4, Sifan Street." The strange voice hung up.
Wu Liang raised his head. A large patch of dark clouds rolled over his head, and a layer of cold sweat involuntarily appeared on his back.
Because the voice of an old man said the last sentence.
When did he become an old man?
2. Who was it?
Wu Liang knew about the fourth building on Fourth Street. He lived on Third Street, which was a road away from Fourth Street.
It was a very desolate street, especially Building No. 4. It was said that it was a dilapidated building that had not been lived in for a long time.
When Wu Liang walked into Sifan Street, he felt as if he had stepped on something soft and fluffy. He looked down and saw the corpse of a dead cat. It was already half-rotten, and its yellow-green eyes were protruding from its head.
Wu Liang rubbed his feet on the ground in disgust. Suddenly, someone patted him from behind.
Wu Liang shivered. He turned around and saw a pale face staring at him.
Wu Liang was so frightened that he fell back and sat on the pile of cat corpses. He seemed to hear a faint cat scream in his ears.
After falling to the ground, Wu Liang finally saw that the person standing behind him was a woman. Her face was pale because she seemed to have put on sunblock.
"Are you alright?" The woman asked. Wu Liang saw that she was also holding a camera in her hand. He guessed that she was probably a colleague from a newspaper company.
Suddenly, he felt something squirming on his hand. He looked down and saw white, greasy maggots crawling on his hand from the rotten cat. Wu Liang hurriedly stood up and swung his hands wildly. He felt a disgusting smell on his hands that made him want to vomit.
"You're here to take photos too, right?" The woman looked at Wu Liang sympathetically.
Wu Liang took out half a bottle of mineral water from his backpack and washed his hands. Then, he used a tissue to wipe off the rotting cat corpse on his body. After he returned, he would immediately throw away the clothes and pants he was wearing and burn them!
"I'm a photojournalist from Le Min Bao. My name is Chou Di.”the woman said.
Wu Liang threw away the disgusting tissues and water bottle and asked the woman named Chou Di,""Did the old man or the old lady call you?”
Chou Di looked at Wu Liang strangely and said,"What old man? I received a call from a man.”
"A man? Do you know him?" Wu Liang's hand trembled inexplicably. For some reason, the first thing that came to his mind was the blurry face of the man in the camera. It seemed that another man had cut off one of his ears.
Chou Di shook his head and said," I don't know him. He hung up after he told me about the situation. I couldn't get through to him if I called him again."”
Upon hearing the other party's words, Wu Liang remembered that he could call back on his phone. Just as he was about to take out his phone to take a look, he heard Chou Di call out,"Look over there."
Wu Liang looked back in the direction of the other party's finger. There was a black shadow standing on the roof of Building No. 4 not far away. From the figure, it should be a man's black shadow.
Wu Liang's news cells immediately surged up."Jumping off the building!" With that, he ran towards Building 4.
Chou Di looked at Wu Liang's back and hurriedly chased after him.
A black wild cat walked out from the shadows and walked to the corpse. It licked the corpse with its red tongue and turned to leave with a cold face.
3. Where is he?
The dilapidated building was really dilapidated. There were broken bricks and tiles everywhere. It was so dark that one could not see anything clearly.
When he walked past the second floor, Wu Liang smelled a very strange smell. It was like the smell of burnt paper.
Wu Liang mustered up his courage and turned around to ask Chou Di,"Do you smell something?"
"I can smell it." Chou Di's voice sounded a little strange in the darkness, as if someone had grabbed his throat.
"What do you think it is?" Wu Liang asked while trembling.
"Burn joss paper." When Chou Di spoke, Wu Liang couldn't see her face clearly.
"How did you know?" Wu Liang widened his eyes, trying to get a good look at Chou Di's face. He felt that this woman was a little strange.
"Why are you looking at me?" Chou Di suddenly asked.”
Wu Liang's scalp exploded. This woman could see him in the dark!
"No, no. Let's go up.”Wu Liang turned around and ran up. He could only go up now.
As they walked, Wu Liang still asked Chou Di unwillingly,"How do you know it's burning paper money?”
"There was a fire here in the past that killed many residents, so people often come to burn joss paper.”
Wu Liang replied with an 'oh', then swallowed his saliva and asked,""Then how did you know that I was looking at you in the dark?”
"Is there a need to say that? Didn't you look at me when you were talking to me?”Chou Di's voice didn't sound so strange anymore.
Building No. 4 on Sifan Street had a total of six floors, and there was a flat roof above the sixth floor. Wu Liang had always thought that it would be very difficult for people to die from jumping down from the sixth floor.
The door leading to the rooftop had rusted and was locked from the inside. Wu Liang used a lot of strength to pry open the door. As soon as he opened the door, Chou Di rushed in front of him. Wu Liang immediately followed suit. It would be great if he could capture the moment that person jumped off the building. It would definitely make the headlines.
However, the strange thing was that there was nothing on the rooftop. There was no shadow of someone jumping off the building.
Where is he?
Wu Liang was extremely disappointed. It seemed like he had been played today.
"What do you think that is?" Chou Di suddenly ran to the side of the building, and Wu Liang quickly followed.
On the ground was a bloody human ear, which looked like it was smiling at someone.
"This is a human ear." Chou Di stared at his ears on the ground and said.
"Why is this ear so white? It doesn't look like a human's skin color." After saying that, Wu Liang suddenly remembered the man he had taken on the street just now. He immediately flipped through the photo in the camera. The blurry face could not be seen clearly, but the strange smile was even more real.
"I heard that after a person dies for a long time, the color of their skin will become very white.”Chou Di was expressionless when he spoke.
A gust of eerie wind suddenly blew from the rooftop, causing Wu Liang's legs to go soft.
Chou Di slowly squatted down and walked to the edge of the building. When Wu Liang saw the woman stick her head out, his heart jumped to his throat nervously. He was afraid that a pale hand would suddenly reach out from the edge of the building and grab Chou Di's black hair, pulling him out like a weed.
However, the truth was that there was no hand. Instead, Chou Di picked up the camera and took pictures.
Wu Liang knew that the other party must have found some good news material, so he quickly moved his body over slowly. While he was worried about the front, he was also worried that the bloody ear behind him would pounce on him and bite his neck.
Sure enough, someone really did jump off the building. A man in a turquoise blue shirt was lying on the ground downstairs, with a large amount of blood seeping out of his body.
Wu Liang seized the opportunity to snap a few photos. Chou Di, who was beside him, patted his back and said,"Let's go down and take a close-up shot. This place is too far.”
Wu Liang couldn't help but feel excited when he thought of taking a photo that would make his leader happy. However, when he thought of the colleague who was fighting with him for the photo, he stood up and ran. He had to take the first photo. He couldn't let that woman take it first.
Chou Di watched as Wu Liang ran into the dark corridor. He picked up the ear from the ground with a stiff expression and put it in his pants pocket.
4. It was gone.
When Wu Liang ran downstairs, he realized that the man who jumped off the building was gone. There was only a large pool of blood on the ground.
There was a large pool of black, murky blood.
Just like that bloody ear, it was like the blood in a person's body after they had died a long time ago.
Chou Di, who ran over after him, didn't seem to be very surprised." I saw him move when I was taking photos just now.”
"What is it? Why didn't I see it?" Wu Liang said in disbelief. "So this person isn't dead? Jumping down from the sixth floor and not dying, that was big news!”Wu Liang said excitedly. The man in the turquoise clothes must not have gone far. As long as they found him, it would be exclusive news.
"No." "I don't think that person is still alive." Chou Di shook his head.”
"If he's dead, how can he disappear?”
Chou Di's black hair hung in front of him, and Wu Liang couldn't see the woman's ghastly white face clearly. "I mean, that person might have been dead before he jumped off the building.”
"What?" Wu Liang's hand trembled, and the camera almost fell to the ground.
"I even suspected that this man was the one who called me. At that time, I thought that this person's voice sounded very strange. Now that I think about it, that voice seemed to be coming from a broken neck.”
"W-We?" Wu Liang was so frightened that he sat on the ground and said with a crying face,"But I received a call from an old lady.”
The woman called Chou Di's expression changed drastically. She stared at Wu Liang with her eyes wide open in fear. Her expression scared Wu Liang silly.
"Is there an old lady and an old man?" Chou Di asked Wu Liang, enunciating each word.”
Wu Liang nodded with cold sweat all over his body.
5. A phone call!
After Wu Liang returned to his home on San Fan Street, he immediately rushed to the kitchen and drank a large glass of cold water, because his mind was filled with what Chou Di had just told him.
Chou Di had said that a huge fire had broken out in the fourth building on Sifan Street ten years ago. The entire building had been charred, and the black smoke had darkened the sky on Sifan Street.
Many people died in the fire, including a retired couple who lived in a house on the second floor. The old man and the old lady were burned alive in the fire. When the firefighters rushed in to put out the fire, they saw two charred bodies. One was lying on the bed, and the other was sitting by the bed. The two bodies were as black as charcoal.
However, a police officer later revealed that the police found out during the autopsy that the charred body lying on the bed was not burned to death in the fire. It was already dead before that.
What was going on? No one knew.
About five years later, a hospital received a call in the middle of the night. It was an old man who said that his wife was dying and asked them to save her. The address was Room 202, Building 4, Sifan Street. The nurse who answered the phone felt a little strange when she put down the phone, because the voice that said the last sentence before hanging up was the voice of an old lady. However, the hospital expected that someone of such age would not call to joke.
However, when the ambulance arrived in front of Building No. 4 on Sifan Street, the driver, a doctor, and a nurse were stunned. How could there be someone living here?
Because of fear, no one in the ambulance dared to go up and take a look. Later, the young nurse quit her job when she went back because she said that she saw two shadows looking at her from a window on the second floor of the building in the middle of the night.
Everyone knew about this matter. After that, many hospitals said that they would receive a call from an old man in the middle of the night, but none of them dared to make a house call again.
Wu Liang lay on the bed, covering his face with a pillow and blanket, but he kept recalling Chou Di's story. As he thought about it, he suddenly remembered the ringtone of the phone at that time. Now that he thought about it carefully, the sound of " crack, crack " was very similar to the sound of a living person being burned!
Wu Liang suddenly sat up on the bed and looked out of the window. The sky over the Fourth Street was gloomy.
No, I have to figure out what's going on! Wu Liang made up his mind to go to Sifan Street again. Before the sky turned dark, he wanted to go to Room 202 of Building 4 on Sifan Street to take a look. He wanted to see if there was really a burnt old man and old lady, and they…were still on the phone!
After making up his mind, Wu Liang brought a flashlight, a cell phone, and a digital camera. Before he left, he even hid the knife in the kitchen.
6. It was them!
When he really ran to the fourth building on Sifan Street, Wu Liang began to regret it because there was no light in this charred building, like an open-air crematorium.
Just as Wu Liang was about to turn around and escape, he suddenly saw something black moving on the second floor from the corner of his eye, as if it was tempting him.
Wu Liang turned on the flashlight with his left hand and pulled out a kitchen knife with his right hand as he carefully walked in.
Because Chou Di was there, Wu Liang didn't feel much fear when he came in. Now that he was alone, Wu Liang's heart was beating wildly, afraid that something would suddenly jump out.
Just as he was thinking about this, a black thing suddenly jumped out from the side as soon as he reached the second floor, scaring Wu Liang so much that half of his soul fell out.
When the light shone over, it turned out to be a black cat. The wild cat with bright fur stared at Wu Liang with its yellowish-green eyes, then walked into the darkness with a cold expression and disappeared.
Wu Liang let out a long sigh, but he still felt that the cat was a little strange. How could a cat show such an expression?
As they continued to walk forward, the doors of the houses on both sides were open. Some of the charred wooden planks had already been weathered.
Suddenly, Wu Liang smelled a familiar smell. He had smelled it before. Chou Di said it was the smell of burning joss paper.
The smell came from the second room, which was Room 202.
Wu Liang held the kitchen knife tightly in his hand. He turned the flashlight to the brightest and shone it inside.
An old man's face suddenly appeared in the light. His skinny face looked like dried animal skin, and his dead gray eyes protruded out. It was extremely terrifying.
Wu Liang was about to scream when he realized that the face was not alive but in a photo. The light moved to the side. There was another photo next to the old man's photo. It was an old lady. Like the old man, he had a skinny face and gray protruding eyes. He was also extremely terrifying.
These were two portraits!
Wu Liang let out a long sigh. Someone must have made these two portraits and placed them here. The smell might have been someone burning joss paper for the old man and the old woman just now.
But who could it be? Why didn't he see anyone!
Could it be that black cat with a cold expression?
Wu Liang didn't dare to walk in, so he continued to shine his flashlight inside. Suddenly, he saw a phone in the middle of the old man and the old lady's portraits, which immediately reminded him of that phone.
Cold sweat broke out on his back again. He took out his phone from his pocket and saw the phone number ending with 9146 in his communication record.
His fingers trembled as he pressed the call button.
Suddenly, the phone between the two portraits rang. Then, Wu Liang saw a pale hand reaching out from behind the old man's portrait to answer the phone.
Wu Liang suddenly screamed and ran downstairs like a madman.
It really was them! It was really them who called him!
Suddenly, an old man's voice came from the receiver of the phone in his hand. He asked in a dry voice,"Since you're already here, why don't you come in and sit for a while?”
Wu Liang let out a strange cry and threw his phone away.
As soon as he ran out of the fourth building, Wu Liang raised his head and saw a pale face looking at him.
7. You!
"Why is it you?" Wu Liang had seen that pale face before. It was the woman who could see him in the dark. She had a very strange name called Chou Di.
"Why are you here?" Chou Di also looked at the panic-stricken Wu Liang in shock.
"There's a ghost, there's a ghost upstairs!" Wu Liang shouted in fear. Although Chou Di had told him the story, he was still afraid that Chou Di would not believe that he had just met a "ghost".
Unexpectedly, Chou Di's face darkened. She nodded and said in a hoarse voice,""I know, there are ghosts here!"
"Do you really believe it?" Wu Liang grabbed Chou Di's hand and asked. Her hand was especially cold and hard, and it didn't look like a living person's hand, but Wu Liang didn't notice this.
"I believe it, because that ghost has already found me!”After Chou Di said this, the sky turned dark and Wu Liang's heart sank.
"Find you? How did I find you?" Wu Liang immediately let go of Chou Di's hand and asked.
"Look at this!" Chou Di took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to Wu Liang. It was a photo taken from a bird's eye view. The background was a charred and ugly building, and the photo was of a person.
A person who jumped off a building!
A dead man!
Wu Liang had also taken a photo of this dead man, but he had not had the time to print the photo. He didn't understand why Chou Di showed him this photo.
"What's wrong?" Wu Liang asked.
Chou Di's face was very pale, especially pale in the dark air, as if he was wearing a mask.
"He moved. He moved in the photo!”When Chou Di spoke, Wu Liang couldn't see the expression on his pale face, but when he heard this, his expression changed.
Yes, he had felt that there was something wrong with the photo just now, and he only realized it now. The person lying in the black pool of blood was facing up, and when they took pictures from the roof, he clearly remembered that the person was lying there.
The dead man in the photo turned over!
The sky was too dark. Wu Liang couldn't see the person's face clearly at all. He only vaguely felt that the person was smiling, a very strange smile.
"I finally know why the dead man disappeared when we came down," Chou Di said in a gloomy voice.”
"Why?" Wu Liang felt his feet shaking violently.
"Because…he's already in our photos.”
"Us?" Wu Liang's feet trembled even more violently.
"Yes, you also took a photo of that person!”Chou Di's voice was strangely calm.
"Then what should I do? What should I do?" Wu Liang almost cried as he asked.
"Go back and delete all the photos. Don't leave any copies, and don't give them to the newspaper. Once they're printed in the newspaper, we won't be able to escape.”Chou Di said as he took the photo back from Wu Liang.
"Then what are you going to do now?" Wu Liang asked Chou Di, who turned around and left.
"I want to go home and watch this dead man crawl out of the picture," Chou Di said without turning his head.”
This sentence immediately raised Wu Liang's fear to the extreme. He ran away. He wanted to delete the photo in the camera immediately. He couldn't let the dead man climb out of it.
A cat with a cold expression walked out from a dark corner and walked to Chou Di's side. Then, he saw a tall shadow appear behind Chou Di.
The shadow was wearing a turquoise blue shirt!
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