False evidence

Chapter 84 Mysterious Phone Call
When I woke up, I practically jumped out of bed.

Outside the window, the rain intensified.

The room, which already had poor natural lighting, was still very dim.

I sat on the edge of the bed, breathing heavily:

Was it really a dream?
Or was it a hint given by a cryptic language?
Thinking of the terrifying scene in my dream, I wiped the cold sweat from my face and grabbed my phone.

The time in the upper left corner shows 6:40.

"Consider it a warning... It's not too late!"

I tried dialing three different numbers in a row, and all of them said – the number you dialed is not in service.

I lowered my hand that was holding the phone and swallowed hard.

He chuckled dryly and muttered to himself, "You're really crazy. Scripture is based on people. If you can really dream about things other than people... dream about numbers... ha, even if it's just dreaming about the second-prize lottery numbers..."

"Buzz...buzz...buzz..."

The phone suddenly vibrated.

When I saw the annotation on the screen, I was taken aback.

The words displayed above are four characters: Shuangshan Cemetery!
I only met Yang Wudao twice in total;
Even the dreamlike scene in the second-floor study... only happened three times;

Li Ping was entrusted to place his ashes in Shuangshan Cemetery;
Li Ping told me this afterward;
It's impossible that Liping left my number with the cemetery, so why would the cemetery call me?

I was completely baffled. Seeing that my phone was still vibrating, I pressed the answer button and then subconsciously pressed the record button.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

"where?"

"where?"

The voice coming from the receiver seemed to be an echo of myself; whatever I said, the other person said, even in the same tone.

I couldn't help but feel a little flustered: "Who are you?"

I thought the other party would just parrot what I said before.

To my surprise, I was met with a long silence.

I looked at my phone screen more than once, and it always showed that I was on a call!
In a daze and feeling lost, I put the phone to my ear again.

Before I could even speak, a voice suddenly came through the receiver: "Oh, so that's how you use this thing."

"Who are you?!"

The more I tried to calm down, the louder I roared.

I could almost hear my own echo coming from the phone.

After a long silence, the voice came through the receiver again: "It's me."

"Who are you?" I asked again.

After a moment of silence, the other person calmly asked, "Who are you first?"

"three……"

I suddenly became alert. "You called me. Don't you know who I am?"

There was another moment of silence on the other end, this time lasting a full minute, before a voice finally came through the receiver: "132...316..."

I instantly shuddered!
Isn't this the number I saw in my dream?

"Are you bald?" I remember it very clearly. I saw this number in my dream because of a bald man with a very repulsive appearance.

"How could I be bald?"

The other person seemed to hesitate for a moment, then said loudly, "Friend, although we are strangers who have met by chance, it is fate that we can talk to each other..."

His voice was quite pleasant for a man, but listening to him speak sent chills down my spine, and the hairs on my body stood on end. That was because I realized his voice wasn't just coming from the receiver; it sounded like the person making the call was right next to me!

The other party continued, "Friendship is based on honesty. Your refusal to give your name is out of wariness. Ah, there's really no need for that..."

The sound became clearer and clearer, and the overlapping sensation became stronger and stronger.

I felt a chill run down my spine, and instinctively turned my head to look in the direction of the sound. I shuddered violently.

Right in the corner of this room, there stood a person!

The man was wearing a white robe and had his back to me. His back looked quite handsome, but he was bowing his head slightly, which made his posture rather strange.

I instinctively held my breath and looked closely before realizing that he was in that position because he was talking directly into his phone.

I live alone in the whole house, so how come this person is in the room?
Moreover, it's this strange outfit...

I silently got out of bed, still holding my phone, and tiptoed toward the person.

He stopped when he was less than three steps away from the other person and shouted, "Who are you?"

Both the person on the other end of the receiver and the man in front of them clicked their tongues simultaneously.

After a moment, he said in a slightly displeased tone, "I am Lü Xin."

I was trembling violently.

Now I'm certain that the person I'm talking to is the one right in front of me.

He actually called himself—Lü Xin!
The other person seemed unaware that I had come up behind him, and then said in a very puzzled tone:

“I just dreamt about some very bad things happening. It might just be a dream, but it felt very real. In my dream, on this little glowing box, I saw a string of foreign characters... the same set I just told you about.”

The little box that lights up—that's obviously a cell phone.

"You dreamed about it too?" I blurted out.

"Also?" The other person visibly shrugged one shoulder. "Did you dream about it too, just like me?"

The intense shock left me speechless for a moment.

After a moment of silence staring at the man's retreating figure, he seemed unable to contain himself any longer. "Putting everything else aside, I believe what I saw in the dream was a warning. If the woman in the dream is someone I know and care about, even if it's just a dream, I will definitely find a way to remind her and prevent a tragedy from happening."

I glanced at the silver chain on my right wrist, transferred the phone to my left hand, clenched my right fist, and took another step forward. "Are you really Lü Xin?"

As soon as the question was asked, the other person suddenly turned around.

His long robe instantly became incredibly worn, making it impossible to discern its original color.

His face was not only deathly gray, but his eyes had also shrunk to the very edge, revealing most of the whites of his eyes, making him look as if he were standing on a high place, looking down at people in an eerie way.

Seeing that grotesque, deathly face, my heart jumped into my throat.

Isn't this the corpse I saw hanging in the charcoal kiln?

He really is Lü Xin!

Terror filled every cell of my body. I could no longer control myself and swung my fist at the face of the dead man in front of me...

A sudden, violent swaying sensation came over me, and I convulsed. I opened my eyes and found myself still in bed, and I was already sitting up.

There was no one else in the room, and my phone was lying quietly on the bedside table.

"A dream within a dream?"

Even though I understood this, I still broke out in a cold sweat.

Looking down at his right hand, he saw that the silver chain was still there, but there were several bluish-purple marks clearly visible on his wrist.

The marks were probably caused by my body being tense while I was sleeping.

Could it be that it wasn't just a simple dream, but rather Lü Xin's consciousness, truly beginning to invade and dominate my body?
A sudden burst of heavy rain startled me from my daze.

It's really raining. Could the tragedy from my first dream really be happening in real life...?

(End of this chapter)