Chapter 14 The Ringtone

Huai Yi didn't choose to call Jiang Cheng, but sent him a message, telling him Zhang Zhaowei's specific address.

Before long, he received a reply from Jiang Cheng: "For infertility, go to Shandong Technical School, find Lanxiang."

This was the code that Jiang Cheng and Huai Yi had agreed upon. Huai Yi, clutching his phone, pondered for a moment, and decided that a ghost definitely couldn't come up with such a flamboyant response.

There was no doubt that it was Jiang Cheng on the other end.

His purpose achieved, he prepared to leave.

But just as he turned around, the scene before him made his heart tremble.

The door to the morgue had closed at some point.

And Wang Changguo was gone.

When did that happen?

Huai Yi's senses were very sharp, but he hadn't noticed anything at all.

In an instant, Huai Yi turned off his phone, then lowered his body and hid in the darkness.

Something must have happened...

Otherwise, with Wang Changguo's courage, he would never dare to do something like this.

Huai Yi's thoughts raced, and he came up with several of the most likely guesses about the current situation.

First, and most likely, Wang Changguo was already dead, killed silently by the ghost through some unknown means.

Second, Wang Changguo discovered something, and then ran away on his own. He closed the door to the morgue.

He had once said when introducing the rules of the Nightmare World that ghosts rarely kill multiple people in a short period of time. Wang Changguo probably remembered this.

He left him here for the ghost to kill, and then found a chance to slip away.

That bastard...

Huai Yi had no doubt that Wang Changguo could definitely do something like that.

Because if it were him, he would too.

But no matter which it was, one thing was certain.

The ghost was in the morgue.

Right next to him!

Huai Yi held his breath, every cell in his body on alert. The nearby darkness was like a black swamp.

Even casting a glance into it felt like being swallowed.

In less than half a minute, Huai Yi's clothes were soaked with cold sweat. This was different from facing Jiang Cheng; the latter just wanted to achieve his goals through means.

But the ghost he was facing now was different. It just wanted to kill him, purely and simply.

Using his hand to shield the phone screen, trying to prevent light from leaking out, Huai Yi pulled up a stored number and immediately dialed it.

It was Wang Changguo's phone number.

That's right, he wanted to wait for Wang Changguo's phone to ring, use him to attract the ghost's attention, and then find a chance to escape.

If Wang Changguo wasn't dead, he was probably hiding somewhere, just like him, hoping to escape the ghost's pursuit.

He hoped he hadn't turned off his phone, otherwise, it would be troublesome, Huai Yi frowned.

A few seconds later—

"Often go home and take a look, go home and take a look, even if it's just to wash the dishes and do the dishes for mom."

"The elderly don't expect their children to make great contributions to the family."

"It's not easy for a lifetime, just for a reunion."

"Often go home and take a look, go home and take a look."

"Even if it's just to massage dad's back and rub his shoulders."

......

A classic song, "Go Home Often", resounded throughout the morgue, and a festive atmosphere instantly permeated the air, making people unable to resist following the rhythm.

Huai Yi never expected that someone would still use such a tune as a cell phone ringtone.

But what he didn't expect, and was even more terrified of, was the location from which this song was coming.

Not outside the morgue, nor from the darkness in front of him.

But... behind him!

Huai Yi almost jumped up instantly, and then turned around in the air, landing with his face towards his back.

At the same time, not caring whether he would be exposed, he turned on the flashlight on his phone, pointing it directly at... the rows of morgue freezers that were originally behind him.

His breathing was already disordered, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

The cell phone ringtone... was actually coming from the morgue freezer behind him.

How was that possible?

Wang Changguo's cell phone... how could it be locked in the morgue freezer?

Originally, according to his personality, he would never approach the morgue freezer, but at this moment, this festive cell phone ringtone was like a death knell, so loud that his heart was about to burst.

Even more bizarre was that he had already hung up the phone, but the song still played for a while before finally stopping.

He had already located the morgue freezer from which the ringtone was coming.

Left side, third layer, second to last one.

A relatively remote location.

If it weren't for this incident, he might never have noticed it.

God knows what kind of courage he had mustered to make up his mind to pull open this morgue freezer. In this environment, he couldn't help but think.

He borrowed the power of the door again.

Fortunately, this time there was a response.

Dense scales covered his upper body, both arms, including his vulnerable neck. He looked very frightening now.

His upper body swelled up, and even more frightening was the power he now possessed.

He could easily tear apart a Komodo dragon.

The morgue freezer was pulled open like a huge drawer, and inside was a corpse covered with a white cloth.

Feet facing out, head facing in.

Huai Yi, panting heavily, slowly lifted the white cloth. When he saw the cell phone clutched tightly in the dead man's hand, Huai Yi's pupils trembled.

That's right, it was Wang Changguo.

He was dead.

As the last part of the white cloth was pulled away, the scene before him made Huai Yi take a few steps back abruptly. Wang Changguo's head... was gone.

The muscles at the broken neck were twisted, and large chunks of muscle were torn. It felt like it had been bitten and torn off by some beast.

But this wasn't a zoo, how could there be large beasts?

It was a ghost.

Only a ghost could have done it!

After the initial fear, a trace of doubt appeared in Huai Yi's eyes. He looked at Wang Changguo's body and felt that something was wrong.

Soon after, he realized what it was.

Logically speaking, Wang Changguo had just been killed, and couldn't have been dead for more than 10 minutes. Then his body, his blood, should be warm.

But after he touched it, Wang Changguo's body was ice cold.

He hadn't just died!

Wang Changguo had been dead for some time!

He must have... he must have been killed by the ghost when Jiang Cheng and the others left him alone!

The Wang Changguo who had been following them all along... was fake!

No wonder they hadn't encountered the ghost for so long. It turned out that the ghost had already infiltrated.

Damn it...

The next moment, the dancing melody tore apart the silence that originally belonged here. Huai Yi saw in horror that the cell phone in the hand of the headless corpse rang again.

The number displayed on the screen... was actually his own.