Chapter 52: It

The community's night lamp appeared dim and pale under the moonlight.

On the high platform, the red opera costume was twisting its body, the opera singing gentle, sharp, and piercing.

The crowd watching below swayed.

At two in the morning, everyone wasn't sleeping, but instead watching opera downstairs.

The slender shadow of the opera costume was stretched straight by the moonlight.

At the same time.

In a room on the third floor of the community, a faint desk lamp was on.

A young girl was curled up on the bed, covering herself tightly with a quilt. She was very terrified and scared.

*Beep beep beep—*

"Hello, this is the H City XXX Public Security Bureau. How can I help you?"

"Save me, come save me quickly."

Her terrified, trembling voice came through the phone, like a little lamb surrounded by a pack of wolves.

"Are you in danger? Where are you, and what danger are you facing?"

"There's a Ghost! There's a Ghost, she's staring at me. She's been staring at me for hours. Come save me quickly, I'm afraid I can't hold on anymore."

The little girl trembled, her voice stuttering, carrying a faint sobbing tone.

Although she was hiding in the quilt, she still didn't dare to close her eyes. The faint light allowed her to feel a trace of safety.

"Ma'am, we are the City Public Security Bureau. Please don't joke with us. We can charge you with obstructing justice..."

"No, I'm not joking! It's really here, it's staring at me, I'm so scared!"

At the Public Security Bureau, the operator was Zhang Xue, who had just graduated and taken the post.

She sighed, feeling somewhat helpless. Someone nearby asked: "What's wrong? Someone calling to play again?"

Zhang Xue nodded: "The caller says she encountered a Ghost, and that the Ghost has been staring at her for hours."

Usually, the Public Security Bureau would occasionally receive such inexplicable calls.

Many were harassment calls.

So everyone was used to it, let alone encountering a Ghost.

Who could enter the Public Security Bureau if they weren't a Cultivator? "Listening to the voice, it's a little girl. Is she suffering from some mental illness? Ask clearly." Zhang Xue sighed helplessly.

Immediately, she adjusted her tone.

She asked: "Little sister, could it be that you saw wrong?"

"No! I clearly feel that she is here. She is bending over at the head of my bed staring at me. Her makeup is like an opera singer's. As long as I close my eyes, she moves. If I keep my eyes open, she doesn't move at all. I don't dare to sleep now. Come help me quickly."

Zhang Xue was startled: "As long as you close your eyes, it will kill you, and if you don't close your eyes, it won't move?"

This didn't sound like a Ghost, but rather the fear many people had before sleeping?

Let alone others, even Zhang Xue was afraid when she was young, as if as long as she closed her eyes, there would be a Ghost hiding in the corner of the room staring at her, and only by opening her eyes or turning on the light would she be safe.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xue almost concluded that this little sister must have had a nightmare, or some kind of worry. Anyway, she didn't believe in Ghosts.

"Is there no one at home? If you're scared, you can let your mom and dad sleep with you."

"No... no one. My second aunt has already been taken down by the Ghost. I don't dare to call her, I'm scared. Can you come save me?"

Zhang Xue was silent for a moment, then simply said: "Okay, what is your address? I'll have someone come over right away."

"Happy Community... wait, I feel it moving. It seems to be talking. Can you hear it? It's singing, no, it's singing an opera... can you hear it?"

The little girl's terrified voice suddenly came through the phone.

But Zhang Xue didn't hear anything. She guessed that the little girl might really be suffering from some mental illness. "I didn't hear it. Little girl, don't worry, I've already sent the police officers over. Wait a moment, I can keep chatting with you."

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment.

Zhang Xue seemed afraid that the little girl would do something absurd, so she said: "Little sister, are you still there?"

"Shh—"

"Don't talk, I'm watching it."

"It? Did you see it? Where is it?"

"The ceiling, it's looking at me from the ceiling. I can't see what it looks like, but its clothes are so long, they're almost falling onto my bed. It's starting to go out, it's crawling out along the windowsill, it jumped down, it jumped down from the third floor!"

Zhang Xue stood up instantly. She wasn't sure what the Ghost the little girl was referring to actually meant.

Some mentally ill patients would see the people around them as monsters and then cause them harm. She was afraid that the little girl was in this situation too.

"Sister, it's singing an opera. I don't understand what it's singing, but it's so sharp, so scary." 【Those who like Chu Renmei can go listen to it yourself. The author is home alone, listening while thinking about the plot, it's really stimulating】

"I see my second aunt, and the neighbors. Little sister, they are all watching the opera below."

"Ah— they... they took off their own heads, ah—"

Below, everyone was watching the opera, listening to the resentful and scary opera music.

Imitating that red figure above.

The red figure began to twist its body, and they began to do the same. Their upper bodies twisted 90 degrees, and they followed.

Then 180 degrees!

*Crack-crack-crack—*

Bones began to break. An inexplicable force snapped everyone's waists, actually twisting them 180 degrees, then 360 degrees.

Finally, they touched their own heads with their hands and took them off gently.

Even after the heads fell off, they maintained a smile.

The headless bodies continued to twist, blood splashing on the ground, irrigating the grass.

Following the twisting of the red figure on the stage, it looked very soft and beautiful under the moonlight, only lacking the object on its head.

A ray of moonlight swayed in the gray world, a red dress, a face of makeup, a tune of opera, all the living were terrified.

"Dead... they are all dead, everyone in the community is dead. Sister, I'm so scared..."

All dead? Zhang Xue swallowed her saliva, receiving such a scary call for the first time.

"Little girl, don't worry, the police officers will be there soon."

At the same time, she called the police dispatch to urge them.

"This little girl's nerves aren't quite normal, hurry up, I'm worried something will happen to her."

The officer sitting in the police car glanced at the map: "Two more minutes and we'll be there. What is this little sister saying that scared you so badly?"

"Saying some inexplicable things, singing opera, Ghosts, and taking off their own heads. If I weren't sitting in the police station, I would have been scared by it too."

"Singing opera?" The people in the police car were startled: "Wait, did you hear any opera music?"

Everyone in the car pricked up their ears very seriously: "Heard it. It sounds like Chu Renmei. I've heard it with my old man. Who is listening to music in the middle of the night? So loud."

The car stopped.

The opera music inside was still high-pitched.

"The man is in the heart's place~ The concubine is in the time of heartbreak~"

(End of chapter)