Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

There are few people in the wealthy area, and even fewer wandering around outside at night, so there are almost no people on the entire street.

The bright street lights shone on the three people's heads, and countless eyes were hidden in the darkness.

They grow quietly, waiting to appear around the corner at some point.

In the silent night, there was only the faint breeze and the sound of Beichen telling stories.

The story is not long, it is exactly the story of the primitive cave.

Dissonant, weird, and instinctively resisted.

People always feel creepy from the bottom of their hearts when they see objects that are clearly not human but have faces that are extremely similar to humans.

"It seems to be still early, so please allow me to ask a few questions." Beichen raised his head and glanced at Yingling's house. It was still dark inside, without a trace of light.

Ling followed Beichen's gaze and saw nothing. The house was dark.

Beichen put his hand on Ying Chuixue.

Seeing this, the figure hiding in front of the window and peeping in the house finally retreated and disappeared into the darkness again.

"Yes, just ask Sister Beichen. Ling will tell Sister Beichen everything she knows." Compared to the frightened Ying, Ling's mind is obviously more mature and bold.

Beichen was silent for a while and moved his hand away from the knife.

"I once heard an urban legend about a creature that looked like a human but wasn't... No, calling it a creature is a bit of a stretch. Let's just call it a pseudo-human. Literally, it means something that pretends to be human."

“In human society, most people are always busy, so busy that they forget time, the past, and their original intentions.”

"Perhaps one rainy night, someone knocked on the door, the knocks were very regular. The owner of the house came to the door and looked through the peephole to see a wet person standing outside. She had a kind face, smiled and waved, looked fragile and not aggressive at all. Although her appearance was not much different from that of a normal person, a sense of incongruity arose. The owner of the house didn't care too much. Out of kindness, he opened the door and let her in to take shelter from the rain."

"The next day, the man said goodbye to the owner of the house, and everything went on as usual."

"Strangely, the owner of the house suddenly changed her personality. She went from being an introvert and lonely person to being eloquent. The words she uttered were all mainstream voices of the general public. This surprised his wife very much."

"The wife was also a reserved and introverted person. She was frightened by her husband's sudden change and left the house to live with a friend."

"until--"

Beichen paused, closed his eyes, and slowly opened them the next second, his eyes gleaming with a blood-red knife light.

"One rainy night, there was a regular knock on the bedroom door."

"The story ends here, it's your turn to answer me." Beichen turned his gaze to Ling.

Ying asked in confusion: "Sister Beichen, what is the problem..."

Beichen did not reply.

Ling pouted, her cyan eyes rolled around, and she said in a light but heavy voice, "The person knocking on the door was her husband. To be more precise, it was a fake person who replaced her husband."

Ling's answer was so decisive and firm that Ying was confused.

Beichen asked with admiration: "Why do you think so?"

Ling quickly responded, "It was just her and her at her friend's house. As the host, if her friend had something to ask her out at night, her knocking would have been irregular. When knocking on someone she's familiar with, she'd have been very casual, or even just walked away. In conclusion, her friend would have knocked casually, shouted a few words, and then pushed the door open, rather than quietly stopping at the door and knocking regularly."

"Although the latter is standard social etiquette, it is only used in certain situations where etiquette is required. We would never do that in our daily lives; it would be too contrived."

"Adding to what Sister Beichen mentioned before, my husband's sudden change of character happened after the incident with the person who knocked on the door on a rainy night."

"The event is: On a rainy night, a fake person will knock on the door. If you open the door and let them in, they will turn into the fake person, or they may have already been replaced by the fake person."

"Combining that with the story about the primitive cave Sister Beichen told us, if the primitive people agreed to let the pseudo-humans stay in their place, then the environment will no longer be restricted, and any situation will be acceptable."

"The essence of the story is this: if the fake person stays by your side for one night without being discovered, and you agree to the fake person's request, or if both conditions are met at the same time, or if either condition is met, your real self will be replaced by the fake person."

Ling finished speaking all her views in one breath.

After hearing this, Sakura was so scared that she clenched her sleeves tightly, swallowed her saliva, and stood beside Ling pretending to be calm, maintaining the dignified image of an elder sister.

"No, it's okay...it's just an urban legend..." Ying forced a stiff smile and comforted Ling.

But this comfort is more like comforting myself.

It’s like when passersby in horror novels encounter supernatural events, they always subconsciously hypnotize themselves that there are no ghosts in the world.

Ying thought so, Beichen was just telling them a horror story.

After all, fake people... are too scary...

If Ling was a fake person, and I woke up in the middle of the night and found Ling standing at the head of the bed with a strange smile on her face...

She would really be scared to death!

"Haha, sister, you won't be scared, right? Ling of course knows it's just an urban legend, a horror story. I just made some inferences based on what sister Beichen told me."

Ling said with a smile, looking heartless and not taking the story seriously at all.

Maybe it was a horror novel that Sister Beichen saw on some website, but the author turned out to be a pigeon spirit and only updated the novel once every few days.

I couldn't resist the curiosity to know what happened next, so I just mentioned it casually.

Adults always like to ask children some seemingly simple but actually complicated questions. This is not the first time Ling has experienced this.

They clearly don't know the answer themselves, but they try to get a satisfactory answer from their children.

No matter what, the pseudo-human is ultimately just a fabricated horror image.

Ling patted Ying's shoulder nonchalantly, "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, sister. I'm here, and I will definitely not let a fake person replace you! I won't be replaced myself either!"

Sakura's expression relaxed a little, and she regained her confidence with Ling's comfort.

"The only ones who won't be replaced by ghosts are ghosts."

Beichen interrupted the beautiful interaction between the two. After saying this, the lights in Yingling's house finally came on.

"You can go home now." Beichen said in a firm voice, leaving no room for doubt.

"Are we going back now? But I still want to talk to Sister Beichen for a while longer. Sister Beichen speaks very nicely and is also pretty..." Ling was eloquent and wanted to stay outside for a while.

But Beichen didn't give her the chance. He turned around and opened a reddish-brown oil-paper umbrella. "It's going to rain soon. You can go home safely now. See you tomorrow."

After saying that, Beichen left without hesitation.

After a while, thunder really started in the sky, followed by a heavy drizzle.

Ying and Ling could no longer stay outside. If they came back too late on a rainy day, they might be scolded by their stepfather and stepmother.

Even if Ding did something trivial, he would be pulled out and severely criticized. If he even broke a bowl... the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Ling, let's go back quickly, the rain is going to get heavier!" Ying urged Ling.

Ling was stunned for a few seconds, nodded, and was dragged home by Ying.

Her mind was not on the way home, but on what Beichen said before he left - "You can go home relatively safely now..."

If we think more deeply about this sentence, it means: "Home was absolutely unsafe before..."

When they arrived at the door of their home, Ying saw Ling, who looked unhappy, and asked in confusion, "Ling, what's wrong? Are you scared?"

Ying thought Ling was afraid of being blamed by her stepfather and stepmother after entering the house. They came home very late, and in the past she would definitely be scolded.

Being forced to kneel and being beaten are the norm, and it is normal to be afraid.

Thinking of this, Ying couldn't help but move forward and hug Ling, "It's okay... Sister will protect you. No matter what happens, Sister will stand in front of Ling."

Chapter 39: Two "Contradictory" Requests from the Pseudo-Man

Ling was weaker than her, and many times Ying had to stand in front of Ling and endure more beatings and abuse.

The clothes hangers and brooms hit her body, leaving bruises all over... But she just needed a few days of rest, and her body recovered quickly.

Looking at the unfamiliar door, Ling suddenly felt physically unwell, frowned, and took a deep breath.

Just as Ling hesitated to move forward, the door suddenly opened.

At the same time, a kind-looking middle-aged couple appeared in front of the door. They were their stepfather and stepmother.

The couple asked them to call each other that so as to avoid gossip from other relatives who were coveting the high insurance money.

"It's cold outside, come in!" The man made way and bent down to put two pairs of slippers in the entrance.

"I have prepared dinner. Go change your clothes and eat. You must be starving outside." The woman asked with concern.

Judging from their words and actions, the couple in front of Ling felt extremely unfamiliar. Their faces had not changed at all, and they still looked the same.

Ying glanced at Ling cautiously. Ling said nothing, just nodded silently, took Ying's hand and quickly entered the house and walked towards the bedroom, trying her best to keep calm throughout the process.

They did not wear the slippers that the men had prepared.

The man's smile stopped abruptly, but the woman's smile continued.

In the bedroom, after the two entered, Ling immediately closed the door and locked it, and her tense nerves could finally rest.

But Ying didn't. She looked at Ling nervously and said in a hurried tone, "Ling, do you feel that today... they are a little strange? Could they be the fake people that Sister Beichen told us about?"

"No, no, no, I can't scare myself. How could something like that possibly exist... Change your clothes first. They're soaked from the rain..."

As she was talking, Ying opened the wardrobe and wanted to take out some old clothes.

But surprisingly, the wardrobe was full of new, beautiful clothes that suited them.

Could it be that my stepfather and stepmother have a change of heart?

"Ling, look! Are these clothes the ones they bought for us? They look so nice!" Ying was a little excited. As she spoke, she reached out and took out one and threw it on the bed. Then she was about to take off the clothes that were partially wet.

Ever since I started living under someone else's roof, not only can I get new clothes, but even whether I have food to eat depends on the mood of the couple.

"Wait." Ling stopped Ying from changing clothes and said in a deep voice, "Don't change clothes yet."

"Why? Ling, you don't think that fake people really exist and they are them, right?" Ying shook her head and pretended to be calm.

Although she was afraid, she still wished that strange creature did not exist and only existed in people's fiction.

but……

Looking at the colorful new clothes in the closet, all I could think about was returning home and seeing the couple behaving inappropriately...

Yes, their approach is consistent with the general public's perception of parents.

It is far from the actual situation.

But asking her to believe in urban rumors and the existence of pseudo-people was too far-fetched and unheard of, so Sakura was unwilling to admit it.

Ling was silent for a moment, then said to Ying, "Sister, to be on the safe side, let's just be quiet. I believe the story Sister Beichen told us is definitely not groundless. There's only one thing we have to do tonight: absolutely don't agree to any of their requests!"

"But...what if they suddenly feel guilty towards us and change their ways to be nice to us? Wouldn't it be very heartless of us to do that?" Ying asked timidly.

Change of sex?

It's more absurd than the existence of ghosts in the world.

Ling's mouth twitched.

After seeing the couple's ugly faces, it is hard to associate them with kindness.

Ling would rather believe in the existence of fake people and that the couple were replaced by fake people than believe that they had changed their personalities.

But there is no evidence for this kind of thing after all.

"Listen to me, sister. We've already eaten. Beichen must have known this would happen, so she bought so many delicious foods for us."

"Go to bed early today, don't think about anything, and don't do anything extra. Just change into your old clothes."

"You haven't finished your homework for today yet, so do some work."

As she spoke, Ling took off her clothes, walked to the closet, ignored the new clothes, and reached out to pick up her old clothes to change into.

Ying didn't answer, but followed Ling's lead, putting down the new clothes with some reluctance, but she completely trusted her sister.

The two people were not planning to leave the bedroom and walked around barefoot in the small bedroom.

It is only small compared to the couple's bedroom. In fact, it is also several dozen square meters and not crowded.

It was pitch black outside the window, it was drizzling, and the fog was so thick that I couldn't see the original scene clearly.

In front of the window, Ling sat on a chair, teaching Ying to do homework.

Because she had been helping Li Mo with things in the afternoon, she had delayed her own work. However, there was not much homework in elementary school, so Ling had finished it during class.

The honest Ying would never do anything unnecessary in class, so she didn't touch her homework at all. Of course, she also returned most of the knowledge to the teacher.

In the room, Ling's voice of instruction continued, and Ying kept nodding.

Two strange shadows were reflected on the window glass that no one noticed.