Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

“Bang…Bang…”

There was a sudden, regular knock on the door. Ling froze, turned stiffly, and murmured, "Sister, don't talk. Let me handle it."

Then Ling walked to the door, took a deep breath, and forced a smile.

My mind is racing.

In the story told by Beichen, the owner of the house heard a knock on the door and opened it. The fake person outside the door asked to come in to shelter from the rain, and the owner agreed.

An accident happened one night later.

Ling didn't know why this strange phenomenon occurred, but now was not the time to think about it.

Rather than agreeing to a request, perhaps opening the door when you hear a knock is also a different kind of "agreement."

His eyes focused and a plan came to mind.

She wanted to force the other party to break the door, even if it meant getting beaten...

Everything is based on the premise that the person on the other side of the door is a living person, the couple, and not a fake person...

"Is there a problem?"

The knocking stopped outside the door. After about two seconds, a soft female voice came out: "Ling, Ying, the meal is ready. Come and eat quickly, otherwise it will get cold and won't taste good."

As soon as the voice fell, Ling answered without hesitation: "Forget it, my sister and I have no appetite and don't want to eat, you can eat it by yourselves!"

He spoke very quickly, directly refuting the point of view of the person speaking outside the door.

"..."

Time passed second by second, and there was no response from outside the door for a long time.

Ling swallowed, her heart beating in her throat. Could it be that she made a wrong bet?

Never mind, getting beaten is better than being replaced by a fake person.

"Is that so...Okay, it's okay if you don't eat...Let's go back to the room first. Ling, Ying, remember to go to bed early tonight, but it's okay to stay up late."

After saying that, the "thump thump" footsteps became quieter and quieter, and the two people outside the door seemed to have really left.

"..."

"..."

"..."

However, at this moment, Ling had no idea of surviving the disaster. She felt a chill down her spine and a chill in her heart.

The new request is contradictory...

As an older sister, Ying knew very well what kind of body movements Ling would show when she was scared, just like now when she was motionless and staring blankly at the floor.

This was Ling's subconscious action as she fell into panic.

Ying quickly walked over to Ling's side and asked with concern, "What's wrong, Ling? Is there a...problem? They've left, we're safe."

In Ying's opinion, it doesn't matter whether the couple are fake people or living people.

It's a good thing to leave temporarily.

If it's the latter, it's strange that his personality changes so suddenly, but overall it's a good thing.

It doesn't matter if it's the former, as long as they stay in the room, they won't agree to the request.

"Sister..." Ling's voice trembled slightly. She pursed her lips and hesitated for a long time before saying, "It seems we won't survive tonight..."

Sakura was stunned.

Ling sat on the ground and explained calmly, "They're the fake people in the stories Sister Beichen told us. Their behavior is seriously deviant. I tried to provoke them, but failed. It's hard to change human nature, not to mention the arrogance and prejudice ingrained in their bones. Parents work hard to prepare a meal, but if their children refuse to eat and don't even open the door, they will definitely be very angry."

"But they are so calm and don't care about us at all. But if they really don't care about us, why would they be so nice to us?"

"They've been replaced. If I had opened the door for them just now, I'm afraid you and I would have been replaced too."

Ling finished speaking and Sakura fell silent.

After a while, Ying asked, "Is there no other way?"

Perhaps it was the temporary safety that made Sakura not feel very scared and she even wanted to struggle.

Ling shook her head: "Yes, but it's difficult."

"They said something before they left. Do you remember?"

Ying immediately replied, "She called our names and said: Remember to go to bed early at night, but it's okay to stay up late..."

"Wait, is this even a request?"

Ling nodded, giving a desperate smile.

"Going to bed early, staying up late, any of these would count as agreeing to the request. If it were just two of these conditions, it would be fine. The key is that these two conditions are very conflicting."

"If you want to sleep, you can't stay up late, and if you want to stay up late, you can't sleep..."

Ling got up weakly and threw herself onto the bed. She felt very soft, but she didn't know if she would still be herself when she woke up.

Ying thought for a moment, then asked, "Is there no other way? Is there really... no chance at all?"

Ling raised her head weakly and pointed at the old clock on the wall.

Although old, it still works well.

The hour hand, minute hand, and second hand rotate without error, making a "tick, tick" sound.

"Yes, but the chance is too small."

"It talks about going to bed early, and we just need to go to bed later to avoid the request to go to bed early and avoid staying up late."

"The key is... we don't know when it's not considered early to go to bed."

"What if I choose the wrong time and fall asleep early..."

Ling didn't say anything else. At this point, even if Ying was unwilling to admit it, she understood that the situation was not optimistic at the moment.

Judging from the couple's behavior and thinking, there is no sign of their true self at all. Being replaced by a fake person is likely to mean the complete disappearance of their true self-consciousness, without any chance of relief.

Ling's test also confirmed this.

Going to bed early will kill you, and sleeping too late is considered staying up late, which will also kill you.

The only chance of survival is to rest at the right time, but without any reference standards, this approach is tantamount to handing your life over to the goddess of luck.

However, most of the time, the goddess of luck does not favor the children who long for her attention.

"Tick...tick..."

The room was silent, but the hands of the clock on the wall were still turning, and the crisp sound echoed in the quiet room.

Death is approaching and life is fading.

Ying and Ling were lying on the bed, with the quilt covering their entire bodies, leaving their heads and limbs uncovered.

The room is filled with darkness, leaving the limbs exposed... I always feel like there are strange things peeking at me.

Ying didn't dare to speak, and Ling did the same. Gradually, their faces turned red.

The quilt was too stuffy and the temperature was very high. After staying in the quilt for a long time, the heat accumulated quickly, my forehead was covered with sweat, my back was soaked, and I couldn't sleep at all.

"Aha!"

Ying was the first to stick her head out. It wasn't because she couldn't stand it, she just wanted to see if it was safe outside.

It’s impossible for two people to sleep together in the quilt, so they have to stick their heads out of the quilt to breathe.

Ling then poked her head out and looked around with her eyes wide open. The room was dark and she could not see anything.

Even though I had crawled out from under the quilt, I still felt suffocated and couldn't breathe.

"Tick...tick..."

Time never stops passing. When is it considered late blooming? When is it considered staying up late? Everything is too strange and unsolvable. It all depends on luck.

"Ling, look quickly." Ying said in a low voice, pointing at the flickering lights outside the window.

"That direction..." Ling narrowed her eyes, concentrating her gaze on the room that was flashing outside the window.

"That's his and Sister Beichen's home."

The green light flickered on and off, every two seconds, as if someone had deliberately manipulated a switch to change the brilliant light in the room. It flickered thirty times in total.

"Sister Beichen told us this story. She must be aware of our current situation. So what does the green light that flashes every two seconds mean?" Ling murmured to herself.

Before Ling could figure it out, the green light turned red and the flashing frequency increased, flashing once every second. A total of ten flashes.

This action attracted a lot of attention, from passers-by on the street and... the couple hiding under Lingying's bed.

In an instant, the lights stopped flickering and went out.

"Sister, go to sleep!"

Ling shouted immediately.

Ying didn't ask the reason, but closed her eyes calmly, trying her best to calm the chaotic thoughts in her mind.

Ling also closed her eyes and did not put her head under the quilt.

I couldn't sleep because of the temperature, but Beichen clearly gave me a hint that it was time to go to bed late. There was no time to hesitate and I had to go to sleep immediately.

For some reason, when I confirmed that it was a safe time to sleep, a surge of fatigue invaded my brain.

No insomnia occurred.

His breathing gradually became even and weak, his breath was calm, and his body stopped moving.

"Squeak-"

"Squeak-"

The sound of twisting joints came from under the bed.

"Squeak-"

"Squeak-"

Chapter 40 The Dark Light Will Go Out

Suddenly, four shriveled hands stretched out from under the bed, tightly grasping the floor, and like reptiles, they used their hands to slightly support their bodies and move forward.

"Squeak... squeak..."

The arms were excessively long, and the nails on them were even more deformed and slender, making a sharp, harsh sound as they scraped against the floor.

Soon, two humanoid creatures crawled out from under Yingling's bed, their entire bodies exposed to the moonlight.

The two of them slowly stood up and blocked the window with their bodies, and suddenly it was the couple.

They clearly never opened the door and came in, so they shouldn't be here at all...

But that is just the human perception of reality.

And fake people are everywhere, ignoring space and time.

The blind spots of the prey's vision are places they can go to at any time.

The female pseudo-human walked stiffly to the head of the bed, her messy hair falling onto the bed.

There was a very twisted smile on the corner of his mouth, and his lips were almost split.

The female pseudo-human lowered her head and stared at the sleeping Sakura. After staring for half a minute, the smile on her face suddenly disappeared, replaced by endless hideousness.

The ten fingers twisted, bent, and shook restlessly.

The body is like a framed slide, appearing and disappearing.

It was as if there was a bug in the real world, the signal was bad, and the image of the pseudo-person was sometimes clear and sometimes blurry.

The male pseudo-human did not show a ferocious expression. It walked to the head of the bed, its head cracked open, revealing hundreds of sharp teeth.

The brain stretched out, imitating a long tongue, groping at the end of the bed, searching for human limbs.

It’s a pity that except for the head exposed at the head of the bed, the rest of the body is hidden by the quilt.

After failing, the male pseudo-man returned to his original appearance and disappeared from the room.

The woman's ferocious expression changed again. She smiled strangely, opened her mouth, and murmured in a cherry voice: "Ling, Ling, get up quickly... It's not time to sleep yet..."