The nights for the Jiang family have been spent in this manner recently.
Only then could they sleep peacefully; once they moved away from this place, they would encounter terrifying things.
At first, at night, they would feel something pressing down on their quilt, making sleep heavy and suffocating.
Later, while sleeping, they would feel cold hands caressing their bodies, and in the morning, they would find a lot of hair shed.
Finally, once night fell, as long as they were not in the living room, any corner of this villa would reveal horrifying sights.
Human bodies crawling like spiders on the ceiling, eyes peeking from the gaps of the wardrobe, children playing terrifying games under the bed...
Even if you curled up, covered yourself with the quilt, and saw nothing, it was useless.
Because then you would discover that a cold, broken body would share your quilt, its pale face meeting yours!
In short, once night came, no one dared to leave alone.
Jiao Xinlei did not want to stay with them, but she also felt too scared to sleep in her own bedroom alone.
The human-headed dog lay comfortably among the crowd, occasionally stretching its legs to scratch an itch. It looked less like being in a terrifying demonic lair and more like a warm family gathering, a stark contrast to the somber atmosphere of the Jiang family.
Jiao Xinlei's attention drifted, and the human-headed dog had already come to her feet, nuzzling her thigh with its human head, its expression one of pure enjoyment.
But while it enjoyed itself, others did not see it that way. The human face making dog-like expressions was incredibly horrifying to Jiao Xinlei, and she almost screamed again.
However, she suddenly felt something was amiss. Being nuzzled by this dog, she actually felt quite comfortable. Her body, chilled by the sinister aura of the villa, began to warm up!
The Jiang family couldn't sense this aura, which was why they avoided the dog. But Jiao Xinlei now felt that perhaps this dog was the very reason this family could still survive in such an environment.
At this moment, she recalled Wen Wen's words: the family's problem was not with this dog but with something else!
As she thought, her expression became awkward; she needed to use the restroom.
The family hadn't eaten or drunk much during dinner, so she had been the only one feasting, and now she felt the urge to relieve herself.
She suddenly understood why the family ate so little at night; in this house, going to the bathroom in the middle of the night was also a terrifying ordeal.
"Um... could someone accompany me to the toilet?" Jiao Xinlei asked softly. She knew her request was unreasonable, but the urge was as fierce as a tiger, and it couldn't be suppressed.
The family of four did not respond. Jiang Wenyue pointed to a bucket in the corner and said with a wry smile, "If you can hold it, please try to bear with it. If you can't, you can use that bucket. I don't recommend going to the toilet."
Jiao Xinlei looked pleadingly at her close male friend, Jiang Wenhu. But Jiang Wenhu shook his head with a troubled expression, "You might feel embarrassed, but in this villa, it's best not to go to the toilet at night."
Jiang Wenhu was now arguably the most rational among the family, but he also didn't want to go to the toilet at night. If it were just about being scared, that would be one thing.
As things stood, for this family, a hand reaching out from the toilet or blood flowing from the faucet was something they could face calmly.
But the thing in the toilet didn't just scare you; it would shove what you had expelled back at you!
It wasn't just scary; it involved physical harm and extreme disgust!
However, he couldn't explain this to a young girl, so he could only tell her it was best to use the facilities near them.
Jiao Xinlei gripped the bamboo sword in her hand. Ultimately, she couldn't bring herself to relieve herself in front of everyone. So, she stood up, preparing to go to the first-floor bathroom herself.
"This bamboo sword feels warm in my hand. Detective Wen probably wasn't lying; this bamboo sword should be effective against those things."
There were lights in the corridor, and the short walk didn't involve any incidents, which put her at ease.
Jiao Xinlei had never lived in this house before, so she didn't know what horrors awaited her.
She closed the bathroom door and locked it. She was somewhat wary of the family too; in such an environment, humans were not necessarily safer than ghosts.
Suddenly, something happened. The long bamboo sword in her hand hit the washbasin beneath the mirror and fell to the ground. She quickly bent down to pick it up.
It was because that bamboo sword was her emotional anchor; having it gave her a sense of security.
When she held the bamboo sword, the warmth she felt made her feel reassured.
But as she looked up, her eyes happened to glance at the mirror, and suddenly her spine chilled, her hair stood on end, and cold sweat instantly covered her entire body.
The reflection of herself in the mirror had not bent down with her!
She looked up in terror, her eyes wide, staring at the mirror, her teeth chattering. She was losing control out of fear.
The reflection of herself in the mirror gave Jiao Xinlei a sinister smile, and then this small bathroom suddenly transformed into a ghostly, demonic lair.
The light turned yellowish, everything in the villa exuded an ancient aura, the mirror surface began to blur, and it seemed as though many figures were about to crawl out!
Blood-red handprints began to appear on the walls, the sound of dripping water, the crackling of electricity, all sounds seemed to be amplified and carried a terrifying atmosphere that was completely absent before.
Jiao Xinlei closed her eyes and screamed, but her scream could not escape this small bathroom.
With the bamboo sword in hand, she waved it around the cramped bathroom. She didn't see that the ghosts in the room were all evading this bamboo sword. Su Dan Novel Network
If she had been calm enough, this bamboo sword would have protected her safety under these conditions. But she was just wildly flailing the sword, unable to harm any of the spirits.
However, even if she hadn't been holding the bamboo sword, she wouldn't have been in mortal danger.
The malevolent entities in this house had been targeting this family for over a month, but they were still alive. It wasn't that the entities didn't want to act, but they were unable to.
If they could have done so, the family would have been torn to shreds on the very first day they moved into this villa.
The Jiang family asking Jiao Xinlei to go to the toilet alone was also because they knew that at most, she would only be startled.
Jiao Xinlei was terrified to the extreme, continuously waving the bamboo sword. After a while, she grew tired from swinging it, and the terrifying noises outside seemed to have ceased. So, she stopped.
She cautiously opened her eyes, afraid that the moment she opened them, she would see something terrifying.
In the horror movies she had watched, situations like this might result in seeing a frightening face upon opening one's eyes, so she was prepared.
But to her surprise, she saw nothing. All the previous anomalies had vanished. It was just a bathroom, left in disarray by her bamboo sword.
She had long lost the urge to use the restroom now; if that urge wasn't scared out, it would generally be scared back...
Therefore, Jiao Xinlei quickly opened the bathroom door and walked out. Upon seeing the scene before her, her eyes widened.
In her eyes, the world had transformed!