Chapter 1
"Landlady, why is this the only apartment in your house that has the lowest price?"
Wang Ping curiously asked the landlady who opened the door for him.
Wang Ping, who graduated from a third-rate university, had just found a job. He didn't have much money and was worried about how to find a cheap apartment.
Unexpectedly, he found a very cheap apartment with very good decoration.
When he came, Wang Ping found that this apartment was very large and the price of each apartment was the same, but the room 201 he rented was extremely cheap, with a monthly rent of 500 yuan and complete facilities.
The landlady hesitated for a while, but finally worried that something might happen to Wang Ping, so she told him the truth.
"A female college student died in Room 201, so it's very cheap. If you don't want to rent it, that's fine. I don't mind. I'll refund your rent now."
Wang Ping thought to himself, as expected, generally speaking, cheap houses either have someone who died there or have problems.
"No, I'll rent this one. There are no ghosts in this world."
He didn't check out. Having received education in primary school about rich countries, democracy and science, Wang Ping believed that there were no ghosts in this world. After a day of packing, Wang Ping took a shower and went to bed early.
Tick-tock!
As midnight approached, the electronic clock beside the bed jumped to 12 o'clock in the evening.
Wang Ping, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, scratched his head, and looked sleepy.
"Damn mosquitoes."
Wang Ping complained, scratching his bitten thigh. It was 12 o'clock in the dead of night. Because the lights were turned off at night, the room was dim. Wang Ping did not realize that there was a big bloody handprint on his leg where he scratched.
When he got up in the middle of the night, he always liked to run to the toilet.
Wang Ping got up and went to the bathroom, urinated, and the moment he turned around, the water in the toilet gurgled and bubbled.
"Hmm? The toilet is broken?"
Wang Ping, who was sleepy, looked at the bubbles in the toilet and didn't care too much.
The sound of water running from the faucet was heard, and Wang Ping turned on the faucet, preparing to wash his hands and go to bed.
This time, Wang Ping was stunned, staring at the water from the faucet, and stood there.
The water flowing out of the faucet was extremely scarlet, and the smell of blood was pungent.
Wang Ping was sure that it was blood!!
At this time,
Wang Ping, who had lowered his head to look at the faucet, suddenly looked up at the mirror in front of him.
In the mirror, in addition to the reflection of Wang Ping, a shadow appeared behind Wang Ping.
The shadow slowly stretched out his hand and went towards Wang Ping's neck...
Looking at the shadow, and then at the blood.
Wang Ping didn't scream or panic.
As if he didn't see the ghost or the blood, he scooped up the blood flowing from the faucet and wiped it on his face.
Wang Ping, whose face was covered with blood, grinned at himself in the mirror, not to mention how scary it was.
While touching the blood on his face, he said
"My face is so tender that it bleeds."
As the voice sounded, Shadow stretched out his hand to pinch Wang Ping's ghost hand, and was slightly startled.
"Ding! The apartment ghost was struck by lightning, attribute points +1"
""The human ghost system is activated!"
A cold voice sounded in his mind, and Wang Ping was stunned.
What is this? The confused emotions of the apartment ghost? Attribute points?
After a brief loss of consciousness, Wang Ping muttered in his heart
"This dream is so real, even the system came out."
As if! Wang Ping regarded everything that happened now as if he was dreaming.
Especially when the system sounded, he was more convinced that he was dreaming.
Thinking of this, Wang Ping smiled, turned around and looked at the ghost.
The ghost took a step back, as if he was shocked by Wang Ping's actions.
"Ding! The apartment ghost was startled for a moment."Attribute points +1" the system voice in his mind came again.
Wang Ping grinned at the ghost.
The ghost subconsciously stepped back.
"Ding! The ghost in the apartment is frightened, attribute point +1."
That's right, the ghost was frightened and startled by Wang Ping's behavior.
Let me ask you, at 12 o'clock in the quiet middle of the night, a young man in a pajamas with blood all over his face grinned at you and laughed, wouldn't you be scared?
The ghost was frightened. How could this human being in front of him be scarier than himself? Is he a ghost or am I a ghost?
At the same time, the ghost was frightened. Why wasn't the human being in front of him afraid of himself?
Wang Ping, who thought he was dreaming, saw the ghost retreating, and he became more convinced and happier.
He suddenly stretched out his bloody hand and patted the ghost on the shoulder.
"You've come out to scare people so late at night. You've worked hard. Go to bed early."
After saying that, Wang Ping ignored the voice in his mind and the ghost's confused look, walked back to the bedroom, and fell asleep.
"Ding! The ghost is extremely confused, attribute points +1"
The ghost with disheveled hair watched Wang Ping return to the bedroom, and silently disappeared into the mirror...
Wang Ping was sleeping soundly, but the landlord of the apartment did not sleep well all night, she was worried, afraid that something would happen to Wang Ping.
Because every tenant who lives in room 201 will check out the next day after staying for a day.
Early in the morning, the landlord hurriedly got up and knocked on Wang Ping's door.
"Who is it?"
"It's me. I'm the landlady."
"It's the landlady. Is there something you want to talk to me about so early in the morning?"
As Wang Ping's voice sounded, the door opened!
""Ah!!" the landlady screamed, and fell to the ground in fear when she saw Fang Ping in front of her.
The sharp, high-decibel sound frightened Fang Ping so much that the doors of the surrounding rooms opened, and someone ran out.
"what happened?"
"What happened?"
As the tenants ran out one by one, they looked at the landlady sitting on the ground, and then looked at Wang Ping.
"Ghost!"
""Ambulance, call an ambulance!"
Without exception, everyone shouted with a look of horror.
Wang Ping was confused. What was wrong with these people? Did he look so scary?
"Blood...Wang Ping, what happened to your face?……"The landlady pointed at Wang Ping's face with a trembling voice, and her tone was full of self-blame.
Wang Ping was stunned, and touched his face, and suddenly found a blood clot on his face.
The next moment, Wang Ping realized what was going on, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he murmured in shock
"Wasn't it a dream yesterday?!"
Looking at the blood clots on his hands and the blood stains on his nightgown, Wang Ping understood that what happened yesterday was not a dream, but real.
There was a ghost!!
And that system was real!
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