Nine thousand years old

Chapter 15

"Hi, brother." Li Siyuan didn't expect He Yucheng to greet him, and responded politely after being surprised.

He Yucheng and Li Siyuan were in the same university at the beginning, but they were in different classes, and now they belong to the same company, so they can still be called seniors.

He Yucheng looked at the script in his hand: "Come to audition for Su Cheng?"

Li Siyuan replied politely: "Yes."

He Yucheng saw that this person was reserved, and smiled and said, "Come on, Director Chen is looking for me, I'll go first."

After He Yucheng left, Li Jian's mind turned again.

"My God, He Yucheng! You guys know each other! I, I... I didn't even ask him for an autograph! I... Uh..."

Seeing this man jumping three feet high, and someone beside him was already looking at him, Zhuang Yu covered the man's mouth with a dark face: "Do you really want to be beaten?"

Li Jian immediately shook his head.

Facts have proved that in the face of absolute force, the power of idols will be reduced, which also fully proves that Li Jian is not a true fan.

After the audition, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon, and the three of them found a dumpling restaurant to fill their stomachs, and they had to rush to the airport again.

It was past ten o'clock when the plane landed in City C, and Li Siyuan made up his mind to go back with the two of them, sticking his ass to the car, and Zhuang Yu couldn't laugh or cry, so he could only resign himself to his fate and drive.

Li Siyuan sat in the back seat, after thinking for a long time, he still sent a WeChat message to Mingli.

After waiting for a long time, no one replied, but Shao Chen sent a message asking if he would like to have dinner together tomorrow.

There is nothing to do tomorrow, so Li Siyuan agreed, and just about to put away the phone, the ringtone of the incoming call rang.

The caller was Xia Qing.

Li Siyuan frowned, remembering the cat face he saw at noon yesterday, he hesitated to answer the call.

Li Jian, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned his head, Li Siyuan sighed, and pressed the answer button, but the call had already been hung up.

"Who is it?" Zhuang Yu glanced at the rearview mirror and asked casually.

Li Siyuan said: "Xia Qing."

Zhuang Yu frowned: "Xia Qing?"

Unable to tell what it was like in his heart, Li Siyuan always felt that this call was very important, so he decided to call back.

Li Jian looked at Li Siyuan with an unpredictable expression on his face.

I called twice but no one answered, and the third time I called, the phone was turned off.

Li Siyuan felt that this was a bit strange, and the three of them were speechless for a while, so they could only call Wan Ji.

Wan Ji's leg was injured, and he has been staying in the hospital these days. He thought he was too busy in the hospital, but he answered the phone very quickly.

After explaining the matter clearly, Wan Ji quickly hung up the phone and tried to contact Xia Qing's other number, and called back a few minutes later.

"I can't get in touch with Brother Xia, can you take a look for me, I'm worried what happened to him."

Li Siyuan thought about it for a moment, but still agreed, and Wan Ji's worried tone eased: "Thank you, brother Yuan, I'll give you the address."

After hanging up the phone, Li Siyuan immediately looked up at Zhuang Yu.

Zhuang Yu disagreed with this matter. After all, Li Siyuan was a public figure. Xia Qing and him had always been at odds. With that person's character, it was not impossible to set up a trap.

This circle is messy, and if you are not afraid of [-], you are afraid of it.

Just when the two disagreed, Li Jian suddenly spoke.

"Xia Qing has an accident."

Li Siyuan and Zhuang Yu were stunned at the same time.

After a while of silence, Zhuang Yu took a step back: "Give me the address."

Li Siyuan didn't know what Li Jian meant by the accident, but seeing his expression, the situation was probably not good.

Soon the three of them arrived at Xia Qing's private residence. Unlike the place where Li Siyuan followed, this community obviously had stricter security measures. Fortunately, they had the password for the main entrance given by Wan Ji.

After walking through the layers of greenery for another ten minutes, the three found their place.

Ever since he said a word in the car, Li Jian kept silent. Li Siyuan pressed the floor button, feeling a strong uneasiness in his heart.

The elevator shook slightly, and then went up at an even speed. Li Siyuan turned his head to look at Li Jian, who was expressionless.

"What do you mean something happened?"

Li Jian stared at the beating red number, pursed his lips: "The aura from the phone call just now is not right... I can't tell."

Li Jian's tone was cold, completely different from usual, but Li Siyuan always felt as if he was wrapped in a layer of fog when he heard it.

The rising elevator made people's eardrums bulge slightly, Li Siyuan swallowed, and the elevator happened to stop at the 27th floor where Xia Qing's house was located.

The elevator door opened slowly, and Zhuang Yu walked out first, followed by Li Siyuan, only to realize that Li Jian hadn't followed after a few seconds.

"Let's go?"

Li Jian frowned slightly, looked around the elevator suspiciously, and then walked out hesitantly.

He raised his hand and rang the doorbell, but as expected, there was no one there. Li Siyuan looked at the cat's eyes, but he could only vaguely see a blurry red light spot, which seemed to be the light source of some electrical appliance. dark.

Zhuang Yu raised his chin at Li Siyuan: "Call Wan Ji, Xia Qing may not be at home."

Li Siyuan was unambiguous, and immediately took out his mobile phone.

Wan Ji hesitated for a while, but still gave the password to open the door, and let them enter the house to find someone.

"Brother Yuan, I'm sorry, if he's not here, call me immediately." Wan Ji spoke quickly, obviously worried.

Li Siyuan hung up the phone, entered the password, and there was a sound of unlocking, and the door opened.

Walking in the door, it was really dark inside, as if there was no one there.

"Xia Qing? I'm Li Siyuan, are you at home?"

"Xia Qing!"

No one answered even after shouting twice, Li Siyuan's eyes doubled for a moment, and he blinked uncomfortably, just in time to miss the faint light of the bracelet on his wrist.

After walking two steps forward, I felt the light switch on the wall. The orange one was not bright. After the door opened, there was a corridor.

There are many forks on the left and right of the corridor, and the corridor walls are full of wooden carved patterns, which are elegant and generous, and he even smelled a slightly charming fragrance around him in a trance.

But at this moment, the scene in this corridor seemed particularly gloomy. After sniffing carefully, he murmured, "Why do I feel weird?"

The only response to him was the air, Li Siyuan suddenly felt something was wrong, and turned around quickly, but found no trace of Li Jian and Zhuang Yu.

And that door closed silently without knowing when.

A firework exploded in his mind, Li Siyuan hurriedly stepped forward to open the door, but the lock seemed to be welded to death, even if he turned the handle and pressed the button, it didn't move at all.

The temperature seemed to drop a lot in an instant, and he turned around and put the bracelet on his chest, holding it tightly, not daring to use too much force, for fear that this life-saving thing might break.

The delicate flower buds on the wood carvings seemed no longer cute, like vines extending from hell. Li Siyuan tried to calm down his mood, took out his mobile phone and tried to contact Zhuang Yu.

But at this moment, his mobile phone shut down automatically, and he couldn't even turn it on.

This is really fatal.

Li Siyuan had a million regrets in his heart, he knew this would happen, Wan Ji would not come to Xia Qing's house even if he cried and knelt down to him.

The dark corridor seemed to extend into an abyss, Li Siyuan didn't dare to move a step, for fear that he would never return.

But the thing that trapped him was unwilling, a thick black mist floated from behind him, turned around stiffly, and he saw a black figure struggling to get out of the gate.

A pair of dark red light spots appeared, as if something was spying maliciously.

If you don't run, you'll be fucking cold!

Li Siyuan immediately ran into the corridor, and went to the living room in a panic. He didn't dare to turn on the light, so he could only grab the bracelet and run his brain quickly to think of a way.

He didn't know when Li Jian would come in to save him, but at this moment he suddenly missed Ming Li who could catch female ghosts with his bare hands.

Sure enough, brother Ming is more reliable!

Li Siyuan broke out in a cold sweat, and the temperature in the room was surprisingly low, he couldn't help shivering a few times when he suddenly calmed down and thought.

He was also afraid that the thing would break free from the gate and come after him. He couldn't jump out of the window at the height of the 27th floor, so he had to find a place to hide first.

Hiding in the thick curtains, Li Siyuan silently recited the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva of the South China Sea in his heart. After he finished the recitation, he suddenly remembered that the South China Sea seemed a little far away, and started muttering about Namo Amitabha Buddha and Daluo Immortal.

I almost asked the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea God of Wealth again.

But it didn't seem to be of any use, slight footsteps sounded not far away, Li Siyuan's eyes widened, and he clutched the bracelet tightly.

The sweat in his palms was a little slippery, Li Siyuan rubbed his sleeves, listening to the sound that was getting closer, he felt extremely anxious.

The curtain covering his body was pulled back, Li Siyuan's hands were shaking, and he kicked towards the opposite side with a violent kick.

"Fuck, are you sick?"

Li Siyuan was about to turn around and run, but stopped when he heard this voice: "Xia Qing?"

Xia Qing hummed impatiently, and sneered: "Trash."

Li Siyuan almost lost his temper and threw the string out.

"Your house looks like a haunted house. You call me trash. What is that thing at the door?"

Xia Qing raised his eyes indifferently, turned around and walked out of the living room. Li Siyuan didn't know why, so he could only follow.

"Things from outside won't come in, but we can't get out either."

Li Siyuan felt regretful in his gut: "What's going on, why did you call me?"

Xia Qing walked to the corridor, turned to a door inside, opened another corridor, and the flower carvings on the beams slowly changed from buds to blooming flowers.

It's just still cold, without the warmth of flowers blooming.

The panic in Li Siyuan's heart subsided a little, and he complained in his heart what kind of broken pattern his family is.

While walking, Xia Qing said lightly: "This started a few months ago. Someone taught me a spell, saying that it would make me rich and powerful."

Li Siyuan felt it was ridiculous: "Do you believe it?"

Xia Qing's expression was a little strange, but Li Siyuan couldn't see it.

"Believe it, why don't you believe it, I am 32 years old, but the roles I can take are all little sesame seeds that don't hurt or itch." Xia Qing turned his head, his eyes were cold: "Not everyone has such a good fortune like you .”

Li Siyuan didn't want to talk to him too much at first, but now he wanted to go out to find Zhuang Yu and Li Jian and drive home, but Xia Qing's words reminded him of the cat ghost Li Jian told him about.

'Someone wants your life. '

Xia Qing's footsteps stopped in front of a door, and he suddenly smiled in a low voice. Li Siyuan looked at Xia Qing in a startled state, feeling chills all over his body.

The light in the corridor was extremely dim, but it still allowed him to faintly see what overflowed from the crack in the door.

It was dark red, with a fishy smell.

blood.

When he raised his head in astonishment, Xia Qing beside him had long disappeared, and the door in front of him opened a gap strangely.

The male lead of the idiot horror movie opened the door and went in.

Li Siyuan didn't even want to turn around and leave, but there were long corridors in front, back, left, and right. Only then did he realize to his horror that the layout of the house was like a maze.

What made him even more horrified was that after going around countless times, he still returned to this door.

There seems to be more blood spilling from the crack of the door, and the Venus Iron Art next to the corridor door is still the same.

Li Siyuan only felt that the seconds seemed like years, as if something was secretly watching him, forcing him to open the door.

A low-pitched cry sounded from the depths of the corridor, hoarse and desolate, he couldn't tell what it was, but the cat suddenly flashed through his mind.

Even if it really doesn't sound like a cat at all.

There was a wolf in the front and a tiger in the back. Li Siyuan stared at the bracelet, his brain seemed to be a little lack of oxygen, and finally his heart sank, he grabbed the head of Venus Iron Art next to him and held it in his hand.

The large base is not light, which finally gave him some confidence.

After all, he was still an idiot, Li Siyuan gritted his teeth and pushed open the door in front of him, the strong smell of blood rushed to his face instantly, almost made him vomit out on the spot.

The pale moonlight illuminated the room, the man's body fell to the ground, and a blood-red animal was stepping on him, gnawing at his internal organs.

The blood gurgled and flowed like a dirty spring.

The slight sound of chewing echoed in his ears, and Li Siyuan seemed to be paralyzed by the scene in front of him, unable to move.

He could clearly see the corpse's face, half of which was the person's original appearance, and the other half was like a shaved cat, which blended together strangely and distorted.

The wood carvings extending into the room are still blooming and alive, and even the vines are stretched to the ground, absorbing the blood dripping on the ground.

The coquettish fragrance filled the room, but it was as disgusting as the blood.

Li Siyuan's mind gradually returned until the bracelet emitted bursts of scorching light.

Xia Qing... is dead.

Li Siyuan's head was buzzing, and he couldn't help clasping the iron art tightly, and the tiger's mouth was firmly stuck on the neck of the statue.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Xia Qing's deformed head slowly turning, finally facing his direction, his cloudy eyes rolled, and fixed into a pair of blood-red cat pupils, and his lips kept curling up, forming an unbelievable shape.

"You are late."