A dating guide turned into being surrounded by female ghosts?

Chapter 17 Night Runners

Lin Yue's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Disappeared? What do you mean?"

Song Jiale stretched his slightly sore neck. "I'll continue from where I left off. You'll hear it soon enough."

"Ever since that most terrifying nightmare, the boss gave up and left when he couldn't get any information out of him. But Brother Luo's condition got worse and worse. Doctors, sorceresses, all sorts of people came to see him, but nothing could help him. He couldn't be cured."

"That old hag found Brother Luo troublesome, so she used a big iron chain to lock him in a small, enclosed room, forbidding him from going out even once."

"But then something strange happened."

Song Jiale said in a low, somber tone.

"I don't know which day it was, or who discovered it, but the room that was used to lock up Brother Luo suddenly became empty."

"Brother Luo escaped?" Zhao Lang asked.

"Hehe, it would have been better if we had escaped. That's what makes this so strange." As Song Jiale spoke, he didn't even realize that his eyebrows were almost furrowed together.

"The entire room was sealed with nails to the windows and chains fastened to the door. The chains were so worn from being locked for so long that they had rusted. The room was so narrow that there was only a tiny opening, barely wide enough to pass food or water through. It was a room that was theoretically impossible to escape from."

Song Jiale suddenly looked at Zhao Lang and asked, "Brother Lang, if it were you, how would you get out?"

Zhao Lang was taken aback by the question. "Me? Well... then the only option is to break down the door?"

"No, that house wasn't damaged at all; it remained exactly as it was."

Lin Yue interjected, "You mean, this is a secret room that, theoretically, should be impossible to escape from without being destroyed, yet Brother Luo still suddenly disappeared?"

"That's right, this is like seeing a ghost. Although Brother Luo is stupid, he is very tall, over 1.8 meters tall and weighs nearly 200 pounds. His build is similar to Brother Lang's. Such a strong adult man mysteriously disappeared from the house without a trace."

"It's like some monster ate him up," Song Jiale murmured, as if he were possessed.

Lin Yue now understood why Song Jiale used "disappeared" instead of "missing" to describe the incident.

Indeed, the only fitting description for such a strange thing is "disappearance".

"Damn, why does this sound so creepy?" He Yifei rubbed his cold arms.

"Don't get angry yet, the real trouble is yet to come," Song Jiale sneered.

Lin Yue immediately perked up his ears; he had a premonition that this might be the information he needed.

"Since then, things have become unsettled in the neighborhood. Sometimes you can hear hurried footsteps outside empty houses. Sometimes you wake up in the morning to find that all the animals kept outside, such as chickens and dogs, have suddenly died. Sometimes you can see strange figures appearing in the streets."

"These signs are too unusual. People in our area have started to speculate that the old hag found Brother Luo troublesome, so she killed him and took his remains away, disposing of them without anyone noticing. After all, she was the one who locked the chains, and only she could open them."

"And the strange phenomena that have appeared in the neighborhood are the ghost of Brother Luo returning to haunt the area."

He Yifei yelled, "This is murder! Why aren't you calling the police right now?"

"The police were called, but after some questioning, they ruled out the old hag as a suspect, and then... the case was classified as a missing person case, and the police left."

"So what exactly happened? A perfectly healthy person just died like that?" Zhao Lang asked.

"If only I had known, but after the strange phenomenon appeared, the most terrifying thing happened."

"One morning, a strangely dead body suddenly appeared dozens of kilometers away from our place."

"In the words of the adults at the time, they never imagined that anyone in this world could die like that."

Song Jiale is a very good storyteller.

With just one sentence, he aroused everyone's curiosity.

"That person actually ran himself to death."

Lin Yue's heart skipped a beat.

Did you run yourself to death?

Night run assignment...

"Tell me in detail," he urged.

"Did he run too hard and die suddenly?" Zhao Lang also offered his opinion.

"It was sudden death, but the situation is far more complicated than you imagine."

Song Jiale recalled carefully, "It is said that the person was also a seasoned night runner with excellent physical fitness and several full marathon experiences."

"But this is the same person who ran like crazy all night long."

"I ran until my feet were eroded and my shoes were full of blood."

"I ran until the skin on my lower limbs cracked."

"I lost almost ten kilograms of weight from running."

"I ran until dawn, when my body completely collapsed. My muscles were torn repeatedly until they became rotten flesh like cotton wool. I could no longer stretch or bounce even a centimeter. That's when I lost my balance and fell headfirst onto the road."

"He clearly had countless opportunities to stop, call for help, or rest before he died."

But he just didn't.

"Just keep running, even if your feet are covered in blood, even if you run yourself to death."

"Then why did he do that?" He Yifei asked.

"I don't know. No matter the reason, even a lunatic wouldn't do something like that, right? But the investigating officers once revealed that, according to the surveillance footage, the thing that person did most while running was to repeatedly look back with an extremely terrified expression."

Looking back?

Why would they do that?

unless······

"Something is chasing him," Lin Yue suddenly murmured.

Only in this way can we explain why that person kept looking back.

Because he was afraid, extremely afraid.

Looking back repeatedly is to make sure you've shaken off the monster behind you.

Hearing Lin Yue's sudden remark.

"hiss--"

He Yifei gasped softly, shrinking his neck as he felt a chill run down his spine.

Zhao Lang remained silent, his expression somber, seemingly unresponsive to the story. However, the goosebumps on his tightly clasped arms betrayed his inner thoughts.

Song Jiale glanced at Lin Yue and said, "That's right, that's what I think too."

Lin Yue looked at her and said, "But what does this have to do with your area? Didn't that person die dozens of kilometers away?"

"Because that person is from our Huailou Street," Song Jiale said, shrugging.