vstars Chapter 25 You will all die!
Chapter 25 You will all die!
Amidst the eerie clatter of mahjong tiles, the group silently exchanged glances.
After a moment, Yu Ci laughed and said, "Anyone playing mahjong here at this hour must not be human."
“Although there is only one… ghost speaking, there is probably more than one,” Lu Xiang said.
As they spoke, they both looked at Lin Sui at the same time.
Lin Sui inexplicably felt that they were like two model students who had finished answering questions and were obediently waiting for the teacher's answer, which also inspired Tang Xi and Li Ye to listen attentively to the lecture.
Only Si Xingran was rebellious, striding directly towards the side hall: "Whether it's a person or a ghost, one or many, we'll know once we see them."
Lin Sui felt ashamed for a second for thinking he was taking advantage of someone else: "There are more than ten vengeful spirits."
"More than ten?" Si Xingran paused in his tracks. "Playing this big?"
Lu Xiang chuckled: "What, are you scared?"
"Scared? What nonsense are you talking about?" Si Xingran pointed at Tang Xi, "I'm just worried for this little...loli, okay!"
Tang Xi was caught off guard and momentarily stunned, then expressionlessly pushed past Si Xingran and headed straight for the side hall.
She was strong, and because of the height difference, the impact hit Si Xingran's hip bone.
"Hiss..." Si Xingran bent over on the spot, wincing and twitching.
"You've really messed with her," Lin Sui shook her head sympathetically. "She's the kind who really knows weightlifting."
Si Xingran: "..."
I was initially quite scared, but when I saw them... I felt incredibly strong!
These people are really fearless. Do they still think this is all scripted and don't realize the seriousness of the situation?
"I knew that little slut was up to no good long ago. She's so young and she already knows how to get candy. Just like her mother, she looks honest and upright, but she's actually a vixen who knows how to seduce men."
"Xia Er is away from home all year round, she's lonely, so maybe she brings her girl out to sell herself."
The small side room was crowded with "people," both men and women.
But apart from the four people at the mahjong table, the people standing next to them all had blank expressions, like puppets being controlled.
The dim candlelight cast interplay of light and shadow on their dark, stiff faces, creating an eerie atmosphere.
The four men, in both their expressions and mannerisms, were no different from living people. It was as if they were on a leisurely evening, playing mahjong and chatting idly about village gossip.
Faced with this strange scene, the group looked at Lin Sui again.
Lin Sui explained, "They are repeating what they did in their previous lives."
Some ghosts, if they harbor strong resentment, will repeat this process over and over again until the resentment is eliminated.
"Old Xia's family is really unlucky to have married such a daughter-in-law. Her grandma was hoping to earn a dowry from her, but now she's in such a bad state that even if they paid her, no one would want her. She's really become a money-losing commodity."
"You little slut, you deserved to seduce my precious grandson!"
The female voice they had just heard rang out again; it was an old woman with her back to them.
She cursed viciously, and with each word she spoke, the resentment around her seemed to surge even more.
The middle-aged man sitting opposite her suddenly asked blankly, "Mom, if it's her fault, why are we the ones who died?"
Suddenly, as if a pause button had been pressed, the other two stopped playing mahjong and remained motionless.
"Yes, why? Why? She deserves it, why should she hurt us?!" The old woman roared repeatedly, her aged face contorted in a grotesque grimace.
With a snap, her head was turned 180 degrees while her body was still facing away from everyone.
A long, blood-red tongue dangled from the corner of his mouth, and his scarlet eyes bulged out in fury: "And why are you all still alive and well? You deserve to die! You all deserve to die!"
As she changed, a chilling wind arose, overturning all the tables and chairs and extinguishing all the candles.
The once exquisite and brand-new furniture was now covered in a thick layer of dust, appearing old and dull. The finely carved mahogany door had also lost its paint and exuded a musty smell.
[Oh my god! Is this really not special effects? This is so exciting! Thank goodness I didn't change the channel.]
[This is so scary, I'm too scared to watch it... but I still really want to watch it!]
Am I the only one curious about what these "people" are talking about? Things like "immoral," "calling the police," "seductress," and "worthless"—it all sounds off. Could it be related to the girl in the haunted house who was hanged by her own mother?
The eerie wind quickly subsided, the vengeful spirits vanished, and the living room returned to silence.
Lin Sui sensed something, took the flashlight from Si Xingran's hand, and shone it on the wall facing the door.
There was nothing there before, but now there is an altar with a row of black and white portraits on it.
The portraits depict an elderly woman, a middle-aged couple, and three young girls.
Four of them were right there at the mahjong table, while the other two, smaller girls, stood behind the oldest girl and watched.
Apart from those two, the faces in the other four portraits were all gloomy, cold, and hard.
The old woman in the very center, in particular, had a mean expression and a fierce look on her face.
“These offerings are really fresh,” Yu Cinian suddenly said with a smile.
Lin Sui looked back at the offering table and saw a few fruits and a small plate of pastries in front of a dusty incense burner. Judging from their freshness, they had clearly just been placed there.
Si Xingran raised an eyebrow: "It seems someone arrived before us."
“This family isn’t all dead,” Lu Xiang scoffed. “At least that precious grandson is still alive and well.”
As Lin Sui was looking at the offerings, he suddenly felt a strange gaze upon him.
She looked back and immediately realized that the source of her gaze was those four portraits.
The eyes in the portrait, which were originally looking straight ahead, now squinted, staring intently at them.
His gaze was extremely cold, filled with a chilling resentment and hatred.
The old woman then gave a sinister laugh.
[Am I seeing things? The eyes in the portrait moved? The portrait even smiled?!]
[Damn, that laugh almost killed me!]
【Ugh, is this something I should be watching so late at night?】
The chilling wind that had stopped swept in again, and a rustling sound came from above.
Lin Sui shone his flashlight upwards and first saw pairs of feet swaying gently in the air, followed by dark, bluish-green faces sticking out their tongues—the roof beams were densely packed with "people" hanging from them.
They stared coldly at the people below, their bodies swaying violently in the cold wind, as if they were about to break free one by one.
Lin Sui remembered the old woman saying that after the Liu family members died, other people were "soul-stealing" one after another, and these must be the ones.
They never expected that they would also be trapped here, becoming puppets, unable to reincarnate.
Lin Sui was wondering if he should let Tang Xi and the others go out to avoid the situation when he heard the people behind him discussing it.
Lu Xiang: "Stop using guns, let's have a speed contest and see if we can outrun these things."
Li Ye: "Okay."
Si Xingran: "Is your butcher knife any good? Don't let it interfere with my performance."
Yu Cinian: "I haven't used it before, but you can give it a try."
"So what did you use before?"
Yu Cinian didn't answer for a long time, so Lin Sui couldn't help but turn around and watch him silently take out a gun from his bag...
Chainsaw.