Ling wiped the last plate clean and put it back into the cupboard.

It was almost eight o'clock in the evening. At this time, she would choose to lie comfortably on the sofa and listen to music with her headphones in her mouth.

After closing the cabinet door, the corner of her eyes slightly passed the clock hanging from the kitchen wall.

The time displayed at this time is 7:55.

That clock reminded her again...

Experience working at Nosolan.

Ling, three years ago, was an accountant of Nosolan Company. The company had a very strange system. She had to wear a watch with a pointer that was much faster than ordinary clocks to work. As long as she was in the company, she could not be removed at any time. As long as she was found to be removed, she would be fired immediately and would not give any room for forgiveness.

In the past, she accidentally dropped the watch on the ground because her strap was loose once. After being discovered by the department manager, she immediately fired her. At that time, she didn't understand. It was not her fault!

Later, I moved to City G.

Recently, she was puzzled by the fact that why the Nosolan company suddenly disappeared without a trace? This made her very uneasy.

She had heard rumors in the past that the company's building was rebuilt based on a haunted legend. At first she thought it was made up by the seniors to scare newcomers, but now she still feels quite terrifying.

Ling walked back to the living room and lay on the sofa. As soon as she planned to insert the MP3 headphones on the coffee table into her ears, she heard the sound of glass breaking in her bedroom!

This suddenly shocked her heart: Could it be that a thief has come in?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but get goose bumps all over her body, and immediately picked up a chair and walked towards the bedroom tremblingly.

When she arrived at the bedroom door, she took a deep breath and slowly unscrewed the door handle.

The wind immediately rushed to the face, and the glass on the east-facing window was shattered all over the ground, and the area of ​​the shattering was quite large. However, there was no one in the bedroom.

Ling breathed a sigh of relief and thought maybe it was because the wind was too strong...

Putting down the chair, she went to get the broom and dustpan, and when she walked under the windowsill to prepare for cleaning, she was about to squat down when a hand suddenly appeared on the windowsill!

His heart shaking suddenly at this moment. Ling felt her throat was blocked and her whole body was surrounded by coldness!

She took several steps backwards, and after a long time she realized it, she shouted, "Who... who is it!"

But, before waiting for an answer, another hand appeared on the windowsill!

Ling's body fell to the ground, and her legs almost became numb. A wisp of black things began to emerge.

That's...hair!

A head completely covered by thick hair... reached into the broken glass window!

Just as the hand on the windowsill was about to continue to reach into the room, the clocks on the bedroom wall suddenly changed strangely.

At this moment, it is eight o'clock.

Suddenly, the pointer began to rotate counterclockwise. It was rapidly rotating counterclockwise. Soon, the time returned to 7:55.

At this time, Ling had just closed the cabinet door.

Time... is against the current.

At this moment, Ling raised her head and noticed the clock on the kitchen wall.

After thinking for a while, she came to the living room and picked up the MP3 and started to sound.

It's past eight o'clock.

Nothing happened.

Ling was still listening to the music leisurely.

But, for some reason, she always felt her chest was blocked. Although the melodious and beautiful melody echoed in her ears, she always felt...

It was like the tremolo of hell!

She has never been so upset.

She pulled off her headphones and turned on the TV again.

At this time, the news was reporting the tragedy of seven college girls committing suicide.

Seeing such news, Ling couldn't help feeling very uncomfortable. Her anxiety became more and more intense.

"What the hell is wrong with me?"

Ling thought she had always been a cheerful person and never thought about things like this for no reason. But she always felt that there was something terrifying about it in this room.

She has been married to her husband for only three months and has moved to the twelfth floor of this high-end apartment. Although she was not used to the new environment at the beginning, she thought she was still very adaptable.

But now this new house that should belong to her and her husband makes her feel like a nest of some beast. Even if she just sits here, she will have the possibility of being in danger at any time.

Finally, she could no longer bear the almost suffocating feeling, so she picked up the phone and dialed her husband's cell phone number.

"Hey, husband? Can you come back as soon as possible? I am always a little scared at home alone. Yes, please... please come back soon. Think about it, we are just married, you always say you have to work overtime, isn't this neglecting me?"

Ling simply used the trick of acting cute. She only hoped that her husband would come back soon.

"I'm sorry, Ling, you know that I am the manager of the company. Now it's the annual closing, and it's inevitable to have a meeting. Don't worry, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. I'll compensate you well at that time."

My husband said that, how else could Ling answer? He had to nodded in disappointment.

After putting down the phone, the uneasy feeling began to come to my mind again.

Moreover, she clearly felt the source of the uneasiness...

It's in the bedroom!

Ling herself felt it was ridiculous, but this idea was lingering.

Finally, I finally decided to go to the bedroom to take a look.

After pushing open the door, the first thing she did was turn on the light.

The entire bedroom immediately became bright.

The room was normal.

Ling breathed a sigh of relief and said with a little self-deprecating self-deprecating: "What's wrong with me... Isn't it just that my husband came back a little late? He was so suspicious."

She returned to the living room to listen to music. At this time, she gradually felt calm and she had fallen asleep without realizing it.

When she woke up, her husband had already gone home. She had a quilt covered with a quilt. Now, it was already past ten o'clock.

"You," the smiling husband poured her a glass of water and handed her to her, "I'm actually asleep? I'm sorry, my wife, I'll let you stay alone in the empty room when you get married. I'm sorry. I'll try to complete the company's work as soon as possible, and then I can find a way to ask for leave."

"Okay, I didn't blame you." Ling felt much more at ease when she saw her husband come back.

"But... you have to compensate me." Ling said this, closed her eyes and leaned closer to her husband's face. Her husband understood it and kissed her lips.

Ling's husband is Feng, and he is the general manager of an import and export trading company. After getting married, Ling worked as a full-time housewife at home. However, she is also an online novelist, and she writes about suspense.

"By the way... you won't think about it anymore, are you?" Feng suddenly asked, "You won't fantasize about the existence of that company anymore, are you?"

“Nosoran?”

"Yes, stop thinking about that thing. It's a thing in the past anyway, and the important thing is the future."

Feng's words made Ling feel much more at ease.

She thought: Yes, no matter whether the disappearance of Nosolan Company is a supernatural phenomenon, it has nothing to do with herself...

Late at night, Ajing was still staying in the study, flipping through a bunch of yellowed book books.

Many of these books were bought in the antique market. After spending a lot of effort, she finally found some records related to ghost eyes.

Runan always stayed by her side and searched for information with her.

"Finished..."

A Jing took a volume, pointed to one of the stories and said, "Look, this is a story about gods and strange ambitions. It mentioned Zi Tong. They are all classical Chinese, but I can roughly understand it. Unfortunately, the record is not very detailed. However, the age has been determined, and it was in the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period."

"Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms?" Runan remembered that it was a period of great division and separatism that China fell into a long period of great division and separatism after the fall of the Tang Dynasty. Many local regimes were produced, such as the Later Tang Dynasty and the Northern Han Dynasty. Did the records about Ghost Eyes begin so long ago?

A Jing, I want to find out the reason why the ghost eyes disappeared.

After John died, no one was able to fight against ghosts. Now they are all ordinary people.

Ajing remembers that in her dream, she saw her father being pulled into the back of a door by a group of deformed babies with purple pupils. Although she didn't know what that door meant, Ajing was sure that those babies and that door were all related to the ghost eyes, the mutant constitution she had in the past.

She doesn't think that the ghost eyes will disappear for no reason.

Why did everyone's supernatural constitution disappear suddenly? If ghost eyes are regarded as a link in this curse chain, what is the significance of the existence of ghost eyes?

This curse will never create excess. What exists means is necessary.

Obviously, since the purpose of the curse is to kill humans and give them despair and horror that they cannot escape, there is no reason to give them the ability to use ghost power, which is obviously very contradictory.

The day when the ghost eyes disappeared was just the time when everyone died in the Forgotten Curse incident. She didn't know if there was any connection between the two, but it was definitely that day, what happened.

His eyelids became heavier, but Ajing still wanted to continue reading, but Runanan advised: "Forget it, go to bed first. Let me see the rest. I still have a lot of knowledge about classical Chinese. Don't forget that I am a writer."

Ajing looked at Runan's caring eyes, and couldn't bear to refuse his kindness. In addition, she was so tired, so she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go to bed first."

Ajing came to the entrance of the study room and just opened the door, she collided with Runli.

"Ah...Ah Jing?"

"Ah, I'm about to go to rest." A Jing asked in confusion: "Don't you sleep? It's almost twelve o'clock."
To be continued...