Chapter 120

Ri Yan didn’t know what to do. He didn’t have time to rush to the elevator and the sound seemed to come from the stairs. Apart from these two methods to leave the ninth floor, all the rooms in the corridor were locked. The only one that could be opened was the room that didn’t exist. However, it was undoubtedly a dead end. It was like drinking poison to quench thirst.

“Wu, wu, wu…”

The crying was getting closer and closer. Ri Yan could tell that it was a female crying. The woman should be a bit older because her voice wasn’t delicate. It was hoarse and coarse.

Ri Yan wanted to collapse in place. His eyes were moist and he covered his mouth as he stared in the direction of the crying on the other side of the corridor. There was nothing, even though he could clearly hear that the source of the cry had turned from the stairs and entered the corridor.

What was going on? His mind stalled for a moment. Then he hurriedly used the selfie stick to set up a live broadcast, directly entering the live broadcast room from a button on the live broadcasting device.

The moment Ri Yan started, the audience who had subscribed to his room got the news.

[What happened? Is the anchor going to stream more? Fortunately, I am a cultivating immortal. I am the champion of staying up late tonight.]

[You haven’t gone home? Isn’t tonight’s horror movie enough?]

[Anchor, why is your face white? Are your kidneys deficient? Why are your eyes red?]

Ri Yan was unable to pay attention to what the barrage was saying. He quivered as he adjusted the angle of the camera and looked across the corridor. This time, the shadow of a person appeared in the camera.

It was a woman with long hair. Her head was bowed and her long hair was separated on both sides of her cheeks. Her hands covered her face and her body shook as she sobbed and slowly walked toward Ri Yan.

She was crying. The woman was dressed in white and the hem was messy, as if it had been torn by others, revealing a pair of nude feet. The toes of the feet were black and from the ankles down, covered with spots of varying sizes.

[What the hell is this?]

[Oh my god, the anchor is so poisonous late at night. I want to die. I won’t be able to sleep tonight. This crying is terrible.]

[Where are you? Not out of the hotel yet? I was almost scared to death by you. My heart jumped out of my throat.]

The woman approached step by step, her crying like a mosquito’s wings hovering by Ri Ya’s side. He really couldn’t bear such fear and didn’t want to sit in place. Eventually, he covered his face with his arm and rushed into Room 909. He closed the door tightly, put door the selfie stick and grabbed a chair to block the door.

This wasn’t enough for Ri Yan. He looked around in a circle and unplugged the TV. He moved the TV to the chair, reinforcing it with a heavy object. In fact, if the bed hadn’t been fixed in place then he would want to move it over. Having done all of this, Ri Yan crouched in the corner and reopened the barrage.

There were tears in his eyes as he stammered out words. “You may not see me again. I really shouldn’t have opened the door… I opened the door of a strange story. Since then, I have encountered all types of strange things. I… I might die….”

Outside the door, the crying was getting closer and closer. Nothing was more terrible than the fear before death. Ri Yan covered his face and burst out crying. He groped around for the mobile phone. “I… I’m going to call my mother.”

[How… how could this happen? Where is the handsome guy who was with you before? Isn’t he here?]

[Anchor, don’t do this. I will also panic. I’ll help you forward the post to see if I can stir up a bit of heat for you.]

[Wait… the door that doesn’t exist, legs chasing on the stairs, the weeping woman… why do these all seem like strange stories I’ve heard about?]

Ri Yan was desperate. He pinched his nose and felt like he had just been dragged out of water. At this time, he saw this comment and paused in his phone call. He asked, “The latter two are also strange stories? I’ve only heard about the first one.”

[Yes, the non-existent room at Cavill Hotel is the most well-known while the other two aren’t very famous. I was very young when I heard my grandmother talk about them. I had long forgotten and only remembered now.]

[The legs chasing on the stairs are about a person walking on the stairs and two legs will chase after them. The weeping woman is about a woman who fell in love with a man and was pregnant before marriage. She gave birth to three children for him but the man didn’t want to marry her and cheated. Finally, one day, the woman couldn’t help it. She drowned her three children in the bathtub and then herself in the river. After her death, her soul turned into a weeping woman who is looking for her children.]

“H-However, I’m not her child.” Ri Yan wiped away tears and talked to the audience. “I.. if I say that, would she let me go?”

[I don’t know. It is just one of the strange stories I’ve heard. My grandmother said there were a total of six. I don’t remember the others very well…]

“Did your grandmother say how to break the strange story?”

[She didn’t… Ri Yan, I’m sorry. I’ll ask for help from my grandmother again.]

Ri Yan wanted to con asking but there was the sound of crying outside the door. There was no doubt that the weeping woman had stopped at the door. The thin door, the chair and the heavy thing on it… were obviously impossible to stop her.

Once Ri Yan thought of the words on the screen, he gritted his teeth and yelled, “You… listen to me, I’m not your child! You have found the wrong person. Hurry away and find someone else, I’m begging you. Your children are waiting for you to find them!”

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On the other side, Ri Yan stood up in the corner of Room 909 with a disbelieving expression.

Due to the long time he crouched down, his feet were numb. This didn’t hinder the joy of survival in his heart. At this time, Xiao Li was surrounded by a soft halo. He wanted to run to hug the other person but the weeping woman was still standing at the door. He didn’t dare leave and could only stop in the room, expressing his feelings toward Xiao Li with his eyes.

The screen of the live room was quickly filled with comments:

[It turns out… this is the operation of a big man. 66666. There was such an operation.]

[Maybe my mind is wrong but I don’t think this is short enough. I’m imagining how the weeping woman would look with shaved hair…]

[Me too. Think about my childhood nightmare. If Sadako’s hair was an inch long then… it doesn’t seem so scary.]

[Oh, this is the feeling of the heart. I’m moved by Moriarty, it is my heart.]

[A horror movie has become a comedy movie. Give this big man a cappuccino.]

The author has something to say:

Weeping woman: I’m crying loudly tonight.