Chapter 0008: The sound of chopping meat downstairs
In the dark and eerie Room No. 4, the walls were covered with knife marks like wounds. The white paint on the surface had fallen off, revealing the blood-stained interior of the wall, which was a shocking sight.
Holding the dagger, I sat on the edge of the bed, just like Sister Hong did before. Although I was physically tired, I still stared at the door with wide eyes.
There was dead silence all around.
Time passed slowly, and gradually, fatigue and sleepiness came over me, and my eyelids became extremely heavy. But just as I was about to fall asleep, I suddenly heard a strange sound, and I woke up with a start.
Bang, bang, bang——
Bang, bang, bang——
It sounded like a knife hitting a chopping board, accompanied by the crisp clinking of bowls and plates.
This sound is very common and has been heard in many people's kitchens, but when it appears at this time and place, it makes people shudder.
Chop the meat!
The sound of chopping meat came from downstairs, and it sounded like it was right below Room 4.
The old landlord is still awake late at night, chopping meat?
My mood became tense again, my eyes widened and all desire to sleep disappeared.
It was already past 3 a.m. and the live broadcast room was quiet; the viewers seemed to have gone to bed.
Without the company of fellow netizens, there was only a strange woman in a coma beside me, and a deep fear rose in my heart.
Imagine a bun shop with a reputation for selling barbecued pork buns with human flesh, and you hear the sound of chopping meat in the middle of the night. What would you think of?
Bang, bang, bang——
Bang, bang, bang——
The sound of chopping meat was unusually clear in the eerie and silent hotel, striking my fragile nerves again and again.
A horrifying scene emerged in my mind.
The ferocious-looking old man was holding a bloody kitchen knife, chopping the meat on the chopping board again and again, and the meat on the chopping board...
I shuddered suddenly and didn't dare to let myself continue thinking about it.
Maybe this old man has some special hobby, and he likes to chop meat and make dumplings in the middle of the night?
I just escaped a disaster, so it's better to have less trouble than more. As long as the old man doesn't do anything to me, I don't care what he does.
Even though I comforted myself like this, it was impossible for me to fall asleep. There were still more than two hours before dawn, so I might as well just stay up all night.
I glanced at Sister Hong. Her breathing was steady and she seemed to be sleeping well. There shouldn't be any more problems.
After getting up from the bed, I walked back and forth in the room, stretching my sore hands and feet, and then there was nothing else to do.
The room is so small, and I don’t know if there are any ghosts guarding outside, so I don’t dare to open the door rashly.
Looking at the empty live broadcast room, I suddenly miss my fellow viewers.
With them chatting and joking, not only the fearful and depressed mood is diluted, but time also passes faster.
"anyone here?"
There were only a few viewers left in the live broadcast room, but no one responded. I guess they must have fallen asleep with their phones in their arms.
The 'bang bang bang' sound of chopping meat continued. The old landlord seemed to be stomping particularly carefully and seriously, and it was unknown when it would stop.
It makes people feel upset and uneasy.
Holding the soul-suppressing talisman tightly in my hand, which I wasn't sure if it would be of any use, I felt that time had never been so unbearable. I almost couldn't help but go downstairs to find out what was going on.
The task given for the live broadcast is to stay in room 4 for a whole night. If I run out in the middle of the live broadcast, it might be considered a failure.
I don't dare to try it easily.
“Just bear with it!”
I took out a tissue from my bag, crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into my ears. Finally, I felt a little better.
Fortunately, after about an hour, the terrifying sound of chopping meat finally stopped.
The bun shop returned to silence and I breathed a long sigh of relief.
Just hold on a little longer, the day will soon dawn. I hope nothing terrible will happen again tonight.
But according to that law, the more you fear something, the more likely it is to happen.
As dawn approached, the creaking sound of footsteps on the wooden stairs could be heard outside the corridor.
The old man went upstairs?
What was he trying to do by running upstairs at this time?
An ominous premonition came to my mind, and I tiptoed out of bed, walked to the door, and put my ear to it.
There were soft footsteps in the corridor, getting closer and closer.
The old man is here!
Feeling a little nervous, I looked left and right, and finally crawled under the bed.
Turn your phone to silent mode, cover the screen, and calm your mind.
The other person was obviously an old man in his twilight years. I didn’t know why I was so scared and my eyelids were twitching so badly .
Click——
The locked door was opened again, and with a creaking sound, the door was pushed open.
"Wife, don't worry, the dipping sauce will be ready soon." It was the old man's hoarse voice , and he seemed to be talking to someone.
What is the dipping sauce he's talking about?
Click, the light turns on.
The dim light came on, and from my angle, I could only see a pair of feet wearing black cloth shoes walking in.
There was only the old man alone, so who was he talking to?
The black cloth shoes stopped by the bed, less than a meter away from me, and my heart was pounding.
"Damn it! Why is there nothing?" The old man's shocked voice came. He seemed very angry and walked back and forth in the room quickly. After a while, he stopped beside the bed.
"Without dipping sauce, my wife will be unhappy." The old man spoke again, his voice full of weirdness.
My heart trembled inexplicably, and the feeling of uneasiness spread instantly.
Originally, I thought that Sister Hong was weird enough and tonight’s experience was terrifying enough, but the fear these two combined gave me was not as great as the old man at this moment.
The old man was standing beside the bed, and seemed to be doing something, but I couldn't see him at all as I was hiding under the bed.
The strong sense of uneasiness was like a big, powerful hand, tightly gripping my heart. I felt that if I didn’t get out, the consequences would be disastrous!
I gritted my teeth, grabbed the old man's skinny ankle, and pulled hard.
The old man was caught off guard, his body staggered and he fell to the ground.
Ding Dong!
At the same time, a bloody kitchen knife fell next to the old man.
really!
Before the old man could react, I quickly crawled out from under the bed and grabbed the kitchen knife.
The old man was shocked, his weathered face wrinkled, and his cloudy eyes looked at me angrily.
Sister Hong on the bed has woken up. She is curled up at the foot of the bed, hugging the quilt. She is looking at the scene in the room with a bad expression, as if she is thinking about something.
"Come here quickly, the boss is not a good person." I shouted to her anxiously.
Sister Hong understood what I meant, and slid off the bed like a fish, and ran behind me barefoot.
The old man got up from the ground, staring at me coldly with a gloomy face. His eyes were indescribably terrifying.
"Don't come over here. Don't think I don't dare to hit an old man!" I waved the kitchen knife at the old man a few times.
Unfortunately, it didn't pose much of a threat. Instead of being afraid, the old man strode towards me.
His expression was ferocious, and his old face began to distort. It felt very strange, as if something was trying to get out of his body.
At this moment, a thin ray of light shone through the window onto the white floor tiles.
The day has finally dawned!
