My Healing Games

Chapter 199 3:30 AM
The hot water soothed his muscles and tendons, and Huang Ying finally calmed down, regaining some strength.

Huang Ying shrunk the playback window by half, then swiped the video aside and started playing comedy and cartoons on the main screen.

Listening to the funny jokes and cheerful music, he finally dared to continue looking at the shrunken video window.

The video continued playing, and the man in the video was holding his phone and filming behind him. You could tell he was terrified, with cold sweat beading on his forehead.

Has it already entered my house?

Grabbing a glass ashtray from the coffee table, the man took out his phone and started taking pictures in the room. He was talking to himself or someone else, it was unclear: "Can a phone really capture this?"

The man in the video carefully checked all the rooms, but there were no ghosts or monsters in the houses. Huang Ying, watching from outside the screen, also watched intently but did not find anything unusual in the man's house.

"But my neighbor clearly said a ghost entered my house?" The man was still very uneasy: "Could it be that my neighbor is possessed by a ghost? Is he with the ghost? The ghost didn't actually enter my house; he just wanted to trick me into opening the door?"

The more the man thought about it, the more likely it seemed: "My neighbor is deliberately scaring me. When I open the door and run away, the ghost outside will really come in!"

Thinking about this, goosebumps rose on the man's arms: "Luckily I didn't listen to him, I almost opened the door just now..."

"Buzz! Buzz!"

The phone, which was in the middle of filming, suddenly started vibrating. The man had no choice but to exit filming mode. After glancing at the caller ID, his expression slowly relaxed: "Honey? Why are you calling me at this hour? Aren't you asleep yet?"

"There are too many bugs in the countryside, I can't sleep at all." The woman's voice carried a hint of resentment: "When can my son and I go back? Did you really see a ghost in the stairwell?"

"How could I possibly lie to you about something like this!" The man's voice suddenly rose, then, as if worried that the ghost outside the door would hear, he quickly lowered his voice again: "Just bear with it for a few more days. If it really doesn't work out, we'll try to buy this house before anything happens. Don't you and your son both want to move to the new district?"

"Do you have enough money at home? Stop daydreaming! I think you should really take a few days off and go see a doctor. You're always talking nonsense."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say." Listening to the woman's familiar nagging voice on the phone, the man's fear slowly dissipated. He placed the glass ashtray he was holding on the shoe cabinet in the corner of the screen. "Oh, right, I haven't told you yet, that voice appeared again today! And there's more than one!"

While the man was talking to the woman in a low voice on the phone, something seemed to push open the shoe cabinet in the corner of the video frame, and an arm appeared to reach out from the shoe cabinet and grab the heavy glass ashtray.

“Let me tell you, our neighbor across the hall might be possessed by a ghost. He just came over and knocked on the door, saying a ghost had gotten into our house. But if he really saw a ghost, would he dare to go outside?” The man walked out of the video frame while on the phone, his figure faintly reflected on the tiles.

"He was trying to trick me into going out, but how could I possibly go out at a time like this?"

The glass ashtray on the shoe cabinet began to move slowly and gradually disappeared from the scene.

"Honey, please stay a few more days, I promise..."

As the man spoke, another figure vaguely appeared on the tiles, very blurry, as if the other person had no physical body.

The man was completely unaware, but Huang Ying saw it clearly from outside the screen: the blurry figure raised the ashtray and then smashed it heavily on the man's head.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

One blow after another, blood splattered onto the tiles and shoe cabinet, and then the man's blood-stained face fell in the center of the frame, his eyes wide open, filled with terror.

The image froze here, but the video wasn't over yet.

The man's phone fell to the ground, and his wife, thinking something had happened, kept shouting.

A short while later, Huang Ying saw the arm reappear. It picked up the phone from the ground and began to imitate a man's voice.

"It's alright, honey. I just killed a rat. The strange noises these past few days were probably caused by it."

"Then do we still need to live in the countryside? This place is dirty and messy, and there are a lot of bugs."

“If you really don’t want to stay in the countryside, then come back tomorrow.”

"really?"

"Yes, you've worked hard these past few days. I'll cook you a big meal."

After the phone call ended, blood-red shoe prints appeared on the floor behind the man. The previously closed door was suddenly opened, and there was a knock on the security door of the neighbor's house.

The video window suddenly went black for a moment, and when it returned to normal, the screen was much darker, and the scene in the video was no longer a hallway, but a bedroom that looked very luxurious.

Two women with great skin sat on the edge of the bed. One of them was wearing a face mask, and the other was recommending a skincare product to her.

They were both wearing pajamas, had great figures, and were chatting very openly.

As they were talking, one of the women suddenly glanced at the clock on the bedroom wall, which showed that it was three in the morning.

Her expression changed slightly, and then she took another woman's hand.

"Thank you for coming to keep me company, Ah Xin. After my husband disappeared without a trace, I was really scared living alone in such a big house."

"Xiao Jie, don't say that." Ah Xin wasn't particularly pretty, but she had a great personality. She could tell that Liu Jie was in a bad mood, so she deliberately tried to cheer her up: "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would never have been able to sleep in such a luxurious bed in my entire life."

"If you want to stay, you can come often in the future." The girl called Xiaojie hugged Ah Xin: "It's so nice to have you as a friend."

"Go to sleep quickly, otherwise all that expensive skincare products will be wasted." Ah Xin crawled into bed and was about to turn off the bedroom light when Xiao Jie stopped her.

"Maybe we shouldn't turn off the lights? I'm afraid of the dark." Xiaojie also lay down on the bed.

"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say."

"Oh, right, Ah Xin, there's something else I need to tell you." Xiao Jie looked at Ah Xin very seriously: "I think I have a habit of sleepwalking. If I wake up after falling asleep, you must wake me up."

"Sleepwalking?"

"Well, I don't actually know either. My husband told me about it before."

"I promise I'll wake you up, don't worry about sleeping." The two girls covered themselves with the blankets, and the bedroom light was still on.

The video playing in the small window suddenly went black again. When the video reappeared, the lights in the luxurious bedroom in the video had been turned off, and the clock on the wall showed that it was 3:30 a.m.

"Thump, thump, thump..."

Strange sounds were coming from the video, and it was impossible to tell what was making the sounds.

Ah Xin, who was sleeping soundly in bed, was awakened by the sound. She rubbed her eyes and asked Xiao Jie softly, but there was no response.

When she reached her hand to the other side of the double bed, she realized that no one was there.

"Xiao Jie?"

Half asleep, Ah Xin sat up in bed and found that the bedroom light had been turned off by someone.

She tried pressing the switch, but the light didn't turn on: "Did it trip? Or did the fuse blow?"

Holding her phone as a light, Ah Xin called out Xiao Jie's name as she walked to the bedroom door.

The strange sound seemed to be coming from the kitchen. She carefully crossed the living room and pushed open the kitchen door.

"Xiao Jie?"

Xiao Jie, wearing a chef's skirt, stood in front of the cutting board. She closed her eyes, held a knife in both hands, and chopped at the cutting board, which was empty.

(End of this chapter)