Terror is resurging, but only I am.

Chapter 18 She tried to unlock your phone

"You clearly introduced yourself by your name, Yan Ming."

The old woman outside the door smiled easily and continued, "Quickly open the door for me. The hospital is not safe tonight. I just saw a lot of ghostly things. I don't know what happened."

Yan Ming did not respond, but kept recalling the whole process of his time with the old woman, confirming that he had not revealed his name.

The only time his name was revealed was on the registration form at the front desk, but he didn't say anything at the time, and the old lady wouldn't have known that his name appeared on the registration form.

Now, this thing outside the ward can be clearly named.

Not right.

Moreover, given the old woman's personality, she wouldn't just stand patiently at the door waiting for him to open it. If she found Yan Ming so suspicious, she would probably just force her way in.

Anyway, she has the ability to breathe out her breath, which can effectively counteract the ghost eye, so she is not too afraid of Yan Ming's reaction.

Therefore, Yan Ming remained completely silent, and in the current situation, he naturally did not respond at all.

The fact that the ghost outside the door wanted him to open the door proves that the ghost can't get in anytime soon, so they had to resort to this deceptive method.

Yan Ming looked at the window behind him. He had chosen the second floor, which wasn't too high, and it served as a backup plan for escape.

"Yan Ming... Yan Ming?"

The old woman called out a few more times outside the ward and tried to peek inside, but there was still no response. In the end, she could only turn around and leave dejectedly, disappearing down the corridor.

Yan Ming noticed this and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was too afraid to open his ghost eyes next to the old woman outside the door, for fear that it would cause the two ghosts to make contact.

The ghost old woman almost completely copied the old woman, even the part about being "locked on by the ghost's eyes" was so similar. This level of imitation basically indicates that her abilities are not simple.

However, she needed someone to open the door for her to enter the ward. With such strict restrictions, Yan Ming absolutely did not want to get involved.

He waited a moment to make sure the ghost at the door had gone far away, then checked the time on his phone.

It was already 1 a.m., and it was unclear how long the turmoil in the hospital would last.

Yan Ming had charged his phone while waiting until 10 p.m., so the battery was almost full and there was no need to worry about that.

During his free time, he had studied the software on his phone. Most of the software was not working properly. For example, he could not beat short video apps, which would display "Your location is not in the service area".

A few social media apps are still usable, such as Baidu Tieba and Xiaohongshu, but the content has been heavily censored, turning them into something resembling a primitive forum.

Before 10 o'clock, you can still see people posting and replying, but after 10 o'clock, it seems that everyone in Wangcheng is asleep, with an extremely healthy lifestyle.

Looking at the posts that no one replied to, Yan Ming inexplicably felt as if he were wandering around a deserted city.

The content of the posts is basically the same old stuff; hardly anyone talks about phobias or paranormal topics.

He was worried about leaving traces, so he didn't search much.

Just as Yan Ming was starting to relax, a message popped up on the screen.

"Is Yan Ming there? It's me, Grandma. Something happened in the West Building."

The message came from "People Nearby" and was sent using the WeChat app.

Yan Ming quickly scrolled past the message, turned off his phone screen, and looked back at the small window on the ward door.

The ghost old woman hasn't arrived yet. Did she get the old woman's phone, or did her abilities influence the phone?
"Damn it, you have to carry your phone around all the time in this Wangcheng," Yan Ming muttered under his breath.

Given his habits, if he were bothered by this kind of nasty old woman outside, he would definitely throw his phone out of the office building and never use it again.

But not now. Losing his phone would risk losing his memory, and the third save he had worked so hard to get would be reset to zero, and he would most likely die as a result.

Yan Ming couldn't imagine how he, who knew nothing, could survive in the darkness of a night parade of ghosts.

The screen then lights up again, and a message appears on the main page.

"Yan Ming, I know you're in the East Building. You ruined my surgery and drove away my patients. I'll make you suffer a terrible death!"

This is……

Looking at the text message, Yan Ming found it hard to connect it with the gentle and refined Dr. Zhang he had met for the first time.

It feels like the same old tricks of that ghost.

This ghost can not only impersonate these people, but it can also obtain their information.
Judging from the fact that the ghostly old woman could call out his name, the information presented to him to "believe" was probably not fabricated.

In other words, Dr. Zhang's surgery may have really gone wrong, and the brain-damaged patient was forced to transfer to another hospital.

The entire hospital was preparing for this patient's surgery; she seemed to be of high status, at least to Dr. Zhang, a very important patient.

Forget it, forget about this for now.

Yan Ming had a vague premonition that he had offended a powerful figure, but he didn't care much, since he had previously considered leaving Wangcheng.

At worst, we can just run away. There are so many ghosts out there; maybe there are other habitable ghost realms.

"Bang bang bang bang."

After knocking on the ward door four times, the ghostly old woman's voice came from the corridor.

"Open the door, Yan Ming, please! I shouldn't have transformed into an old woman. There are too many ghosts outside. Being a cat-faced old woman is such a disadvantage. I can't even hide. There are ghosts all around me. I'm so scared, waaaaaah..."

The old ghost outside the door rambled on and on, sounding very aggrieved.

Yan Ming, who was inside the door, found it somewhat amusing. It seemed that the old woman had changed her approach. Knowing that her disguise had been exposed, she decided to stop pretending and start playing the victim.

So it sounds like the cat-faced old woman is a pretty well-rounded ghost.

They possess exceptional physical abilities, are incredibly brave in direct combat, and can even use their breath to force ghosts to reveal themselves or retreat.

The downside is just as the old woman herself said: she has almost no ability to hide, unlike the beggar ghost who can become invisible and evade.

"Open the door! Open the door! Let me in and hide for a bit! Please, Yan Ming, I know you're a kind-hearted young man."

The old ghost outside the door pounded harder and harder, making the building vibrate with loud bangs.

Yan Ming cursed his bad luck, worried that the commotion caused by the ghostly old woman would attract other strange things.

So he tidied up his things, looking out the small window of the ward as he backed away, intending to leave through the pre-prepared escape route.

Seeing that Yan Ming inside the room remained unmoved, the old woman outside the door became even more anxious.

"No, don't go that way! Open the door for me, or you'll be in big trouble! She'll take you away, believe me!"

The old woman screamed at the top of her lungs.

Yan Ming, on the other hand, had the male corpse stand in front while he prepared to climb out the window and leave first.

Just then, he suddenly heard an extremely faint sound.

"Click."

He recognized the voice almost immediately.

It's the latch on the window of the ward behind me!

The stick insect girl once unlocked the window lock...

Is someone outside the window?!
Yan Ming hurriedly turned around and reached out to pull the curtains, wanting to see what was outside the window.

But then he noticed a head bobbing back and forth outside the light-filled curtains, swaying excitedly.

"Father, my dear, please release the little lamb!"

This sound is...

That stick insect?
Yes, the stick insect fell down the building nearby, and now that the old woman is making such a fuss, it's attracted this guy.

As the girl's cheerful nursery rhyme drifted into the room, the windows and doors of the ward opened automatically.

The night wind rushed into the room, making the curtains rustle loudly, and Yan Ming was able to see the girl outside the window through the gap between the two curtains.

The girl now seems to have nothing but a head, and that head is broken and battered, as if it has been gnawed by something.

High above, it seemed as if something was suspending her head upside down, using her slender and flexible cervical vertebrae as a rope, causing her head to swing back and forth like a yo-yo.

Yan Ming acted decisively, quickly pushing the male corpse aside and using his ghost eyes to control the body to block the ghostly old woman who had barged into the ward. He then jumped directly out of the window.

There's no way to escape if we head towards the ghost grandma; we have no choice but to risk rushing out from the girl with the swaying head.

Yan Ming's actions seemed to have caught the girl off guard. His body plummeted straight down, while his head visibly froze for a moment before turning back to chase after him. Ghost Eye!

Yan Ming seized the opportunity and released his ghost eye in front of him. A pair of ghost hands reached out from the crack in the wall, firmly grabbed his hand, and threw him into the window.

He smashed the glass with his body, rolled to reduce the impact, and then quickly got up and ran out of the room.

Fortunately, I can summon the Ghost Eye to reduce the kinetic energy of jumping off the building; otherwise, if I had injured my foot, it would have been all over.

Without time to think, Yan Ming could only run towards the empty outpatient building.

There's a ghostly old woman upstairs, a wandering man outside, and Dr. Zhang who's gone mad over on the west side of the building. There's really not much room left for him.

He moved quickly between floors, his mind filled with a floor plan of the entire hospital.

By listening to the sounds, Yan Ming could roughly figure out the route the two ghosts were taking to chase him.

The only good news is that these two ghosts aren't allies, so they're not cooperating to surround and intercept Yan Ming, giving him some breathing room.

The line where the blue tiles met the white walls stretched backward. Yan Ming walked quickly, feeling incredibly grateful that he had practiced running diligently over the past six months, which allowed him to shake off the two ghosts behind him by running at full speed.

However, this may mainly depend on him occasionally summoning the ghost eye next to the old woman and then reaching out his ghost hand to hold her back; otherwise, given the old woman's speed, she would definitely catch up with him in no time.

As the sounds behind him gradually subsided, he slowed his pace, forced himself to calm his breathing, and quickly quieted his body.

There's no way to escape; this hospital isn't that big. We can only find a place to hide for now.

Yan Ming peered around the corner to make sure the two ghosts hadn't caught up with him yet, so he chose a toilet to hide in.

Almost all the rooms in the outpatient building were closed. He had tried to open the doors, but they wouldn't open, and breaking the windows would be too obvious.

For now, you can only hide in the toilet. There is a window at the back of the toilet, so even if the exit is blocked, you can try to escape through the window.

During his time in hiding, Yan Ming turned his phone's brightness to the lowest setting and kept it completely silent to ensure that he wouldn't be discovered by the ghost because of his phone.

Just then, a new text message popped up on my phone.

"Yan Ming, stop running. Grandma has already taken care of the danger for you. Come out. We agreed to go find Dr. Zhang together."

Along with the photos, there was a unique combination of a dark catgirl and a little girl.

The old woman was splattered with sprays of blood, making her face look even more ferocious against the backdrop of the blood.

If a normal cat-faced old woman could still be seen as kind and gentle, then this one is an absolutely ferocious cat, like a demon that has walked out of hell.

The girl's cervical spine was wrapped around her wrist, and the chain was several meters long.

The girl was clearly not dead yet; on the contrary, she seemed even more energetic, her face covered in blood, but she had a strange smile on her face.

Bad.

These two ghosts seem to have teamed up.

Yan Ming realized this and felt a chill run down his spine.

Ghosts may attract each other, and when they come together, they become even more terrifying.

Their abilities are already quite unique, and when combined, they can unleash even more unexpected power.

For example, Yan Ming once used the combination of the Beggar Ghost and the Peeping Ghost to unleash the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts, but now he feels like he's even screwed over himself.

"boom."

The sounds upstairs sounded like footsteps, but seemed heavier.

It was the sound of a head hitting the ground. Because each hit was accompanied by a gush of blood, the sound when it was swung around even had a sticky quality.

With each step the old woman took, she would shake the girl's head, slamming it against the ground, the sound echoing throughout the building.

"Father, forty good boy, please let the little lamb out~"

The cheerful nursery rhyme started playing again, followed by the sound of the door opening automatically.

The old ghost was very powerful, but she couldn't open the door. However, the nursery rhyme by Liu Liutou happened to be able to open the door automatically, and the two really had a special chemical reaction.

No, no.

Why are they walking towards me?

Did the old hag know I was here?!

Why?
As Yan Ming listened to the increasingly approaching footsteps, he began to wonder how the old woman had been able to find him.

At first, the ghostly old woman would just show up at the door...

Does it have an automatic target acquisition function?

It shouldn’t be.

Is there some special connection between us?
Ghost eyes!

Suddenly, Yan Ming had an epiphany and remembered the ghost eye that had been bound to him ever since he met the old woman.

So he sat in a blind spot, gritted his teeth, and mentally switched to "Doctor Ghost".

The familiar feeling of paralysis washed over him, and he carefully held his breath, hoping he wouldn't be discovered.

After Yan Ming changed, a soft "Eh" came from upstairs, and then the old woman's footsteps began to quicken, pacing around the neighborhood repeatedly.

"how come?"

"What about people?"

"Why can't I find it?"

"Yan Ming, where have you been hiding?"

"No, did the beggar ghost steal you?"

As if she had thought of something, the old woman turned around and ran towards the inpatient building.

"call--"

As the footsteps faded into the distance, Yan Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After waiting for about five more minutes, he finally took out his phone to check the situation.

However, he was surprised to find that his phone wallpaper had changed.

The original wallpaper was replaced with a chibi-style nurse, but the angle was extremely strange, like a selfie taken from below.

The nurse smiled sinisterly, staring at him through the screen.

Then a system message appeared on the screen.

"She attempted to unlock your phone at 01:05."

(Read the author's words)

　Does anyone know the nursery rhyme for this chapter? "Ama, forty good boy, please let the little lamb out." I've always been curious about it.

　　I remember when I was in elementary school, I suddenly woke up one night and it was incredibly quiet around me, there wasn't a sound at all. The residential building at the time was next to a canal, and a few hundred meters upstream from the canal was the dam of our county town. Every year, many people would go to the dam to drown, and every year I heard that someone had drowned.

　　I even suspect it's some kind of ritual, since people drown every year, so why do so many people still go swimming or bathing?

　　That night was extremely quiet. I heard two little girls, seemingly holding hands, running and singing nursery rhymes as they skipped past from the direction of the ditch.

　　“Ama, forty good boy, please release the little lamb.”

　　I heard it very clearly because there was no other sound except for their clear, childlike voices.

　　Later, I asked many people if they had heard this nursery rhyme, and they all said no.

　　I've remembered it for over a decade, but I still can't figure out where the nursery rhyme came from.

　　Does any knowledgeable reader know the answer?

　　It might not be the exact sentence, but I felt like I heard those words.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)