Hell App

"Boom boom boom."

"Boom boom boom."

No one inside the door answered, and the people outside kept knocking on the door.

In the room, Bai Yan could clearly hear Liu Kui's snoring and Li Hao's dreams. It can be said that no one except him can stand up and open the door to outsiders.

Who will knock at this point?

In the middle of the night, in this unfamiliar environment, Bai Yan couldn't help but think of the story retelled by Tian Anqing, the horror story about the knocker.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The knock on the door continued.

At this point, Bai Yan had already confirmed that the knocker was definitely not the player who entered the game together. If it was a player, he would speak when he knocked on the door.

Then, this ‘person’ can only be a ghost.

Perceiving that the person is not good, Bai Yan adjusted her breathing, trying to make her breathing smooth, like a sleeping person.

Then, without saying a word, he continued to lie down like a corpse, counting the time in his heart.

After knocking for a quarter of an hour, the continuous knocking on the door finally stopped.

In the dark, Bai Yan waited patiently for ten minutes, but did not hear any more knocks on the door.

Is the ‘person’ who knocked on the door gone?

Bai Yan didn't move, afraid to get out of bed to find out.

After a short while, he slightly opened his closed eyes again, and quietly observed the surrounding scene with the cover of his fingers...

Bai Yan's eyesight was not very good, and he did not dare to open his eyes too much, so the eye he opened only had a field of vision the size of a finger.

However, the sight of just a finger joint is also shocking enough.

With the moonlight flowing into the room, he vaguely saw that there was a ‘person’ who had quietly stood by his bedside at some point.

Because the field of vision to see is limited, there is no way to judge whether this ‘person’ is lowering his head, watching the eye in his fingers.

How long did it stand in front of his bed?

Did it come in from the moment the door knocked and stopped?

All kinds of horrifying assumptions flooded into his mind, making Bai Yan miss half of his heartbeat, and almost forgot to maintain a normal breathing.

He tried his best to stabilize the breathing rate, but the knocker was no longer satisfied with just standing and watching. Its figure paused for a moment before it began to shake violently.

Bai Yan looked at the front without blinking, but in the end he saw limited things. He used his imagination to speculate wildly about what happened before him, but before he thought too much, he found that a spherical object appeared in his field of vision, and it became bigger and bigger...

Immediately, Bai Yan realized something, and he immediately closed his eyes.

Almost at the same time, he felt a hard object touch his fingers, and there was a brush that opened and closed gently, and a soft bead rolling on his finger.

He knew that these were the eyes of the knocker.

The knocker took off its head, and put its eyes...closely on his fingers.

Although his eyes are covered by fingers and long and narrow eyelashes cover his eyes, if he still keeps his eyes open at this time, even if it is just a slit, he will not escape the sight of the knocker.

In an instant, Bai Yan's heart was cold.

At this moment, he can weave a complete picture in his mind without opening his eyes.

The knocker held his head with his hands, stared at his eyeballs motionlessly through his narrow fingers, and listened to his breathing with his head close to him. Its hands are moving on his chest, seeming to be listening to his heartbeat, as long as it finds something wrong, it will do it without hesitation.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

His heart beats very fast.

After the knocker came in, the room returned to silence without knowing it.

Except for the rustling clothes rubbing, the snoring and sleep talk have long since stopped, and only a few people are breathing one after another.

From start to finish, the knocker never spoke.

Time was spent in a stalemate of one person and one ghost. After a long while, the knocker seemed to give up and scared him up. Bai Yan only felt his pillow sink, and there seemed to be something more beside his head. Then, a rustling of footsteps went away, and the knocker seemed to have gone.

Bai Yan was totally unlucky.

...

Sleeping with the head of the knocker, Bai Yan didn't know how he stayed till morning.

As it was about to dawn, the knocker came again and took away its head. But Bai Yan remained motionless, for fear that it would deceive him, and turned back halfway.

After a hard night passed, Bai Yan dared to tentatively narrowed his eyes when he heard Li Hao's puffy waking up and the sound of the alarm clock he had ordered last night.

After he was sure that the knocker hadn't stood still, and his head beside the pillow had indeed disappeared, he dared to stand up and sighed faintly.

Seeing the sunlight outside the window, Bai Yan was so grateful for dawn for the first time. He sincerely hoped that the knocker would stop calling himself the lucky one tonight.

There is a headrest next to him, which really affects the quality of sleep.

After going to the bathroom to wash up, Bai Yan put on his tuxedo neatly and ate a compressed biscuit for breakfast.

In the morning, like any qualified housekeeper, Bai Yan first ironed the day’s newspaper for the host, and then respectfully brought the newspaper and breakfast into the room, witnessing the host reincarnate with the starving ghost, and gobbled it up. A hodgepodge of rotten snakes, cats and mice.

While ironing the newspaper, Bai Yan secretly took a peek at the contents of the newspaper, but unfortunately did not find any valuable news.

He has never seen a popular star in the entertainment section of the newspaper; he has never heard of the superpowers that have stirred the world in international news.

Even the date printed in the newspaper, March 22, 2010, is completely different from the real world time.

Nothing can remind them more clearly than this newspaper that this is another world.

At eight o'clock in the morning, after serving the hostess's breakfast that was still disgusting and dressed, Bai Yan, Lu Tianyi, and Liu Kui followed behind the host, ready to go out with him.

The owner’s car is a luxury car that also cannot recognize the brand. Liu Kui has no knowledge of the local road conditions. Fortunately, the car has a clear navigation, so with the help of the navigation, the old driver successfully drove the car to the destination. No accident happened along the way.

When it arrived at the destination, it was almost ten o'clock.

The place where everyone settled was a remote and desolate rural area, and the male host came here for the purpose of participating in a club formed by the local rich.

Before coming here, the host didn't reveal to Bai Yan what this club was for, nor did he ask him to prepare anything for this trip. He only brought a book with him.

When the four got out of the car and walked to the gate, a man appeared and hugged the host enthusiastically.

The two happily recounted the old times before they went in together. Upon seeing this, the three followed suit and stepped into the club one by one.

After entering, the three of them couldn't look around, so they all used their peripheral vision to observe the configuration of the club.

Not long after following the male host, the three of them saw a sign in a conspicuous place with the three characters ‘Head Demon’.

Seeing this name, Bai Yan suddenly had a bad feeling.