C4 (1/2)

He could be considered a reputable person. However, ever since Fourth Aunt divorced him, he had never returned home, and only stayed in the backyard of his shop.

When I arrived, the whole shop was in darkness, only the dim light of the street lamps gave the atmosphere an extreme oppressiveness.

I knocked on the door, and when no one answered, I called again, but the phone was turned off, and I had no idea what the old man was up to, so I took the spare key he had given me from my pocket and opened the door.

Walking past the shop to the backyard, there was a small courtyard on the second floor. There was light coming from the rooms on the second floor, and one could vaguely see a shadow of a person. It should be Fourth Uncle.

”Fourth Uncle! Fourth Uncle! ”

I shouted a few times downstairs, but there was no reply from upstairs. I suddenly felt uneasy and quickly stomped up to the second floor.

There was no light in the corridor on the second floor. I turned on the flashlight on my phone and walked to the door, but just as I was about to push it open, the light in the room suddenly went out. It was completely dark, and my heart tightened as I grabbed my phone with one hand and picked up the door rod with the other.

It was pitch black inside the house. Borrowing the light from the cell phone, I could see a figure with his back facing me, squatting in front of an antique dressing mirror. The figure's posture was extremely weird, as though he was a Hanged Ghost who was holding onto his leg, giving off an uncomfortable feeling, but from his back, I could see that he was without a doubt Fourth Uncle.

I heaved a sigh of relief and put down the door rod. ”I couldn't reach you on the phone, so I told you not to say anything. I thought something had happened to you.”

Fourth Uncle did not say anything, his body was stiff and motionless, he continued to stare at himself in the mirror, as if he was possessed, causing goosebumps to form on his skin.

I gulped. ”What's wrong with you?” Didn't the numbers come out? ”What does that mean?”

But Fourth Uncle still did not speak, and remained motionless.

My heart suddenly thumped, my heart said something was wrong, and I immediately went towards the Fourth Uncle. But just as I was about to take two steps, a bell sound suddenly exploded in my ears, and I hastily looked at my phone. There was actually someone calling me, so I subconsciously glanced at the screen.

The phone call was actually from Fourth Uncle!

Instinctively, I looked up at Fourth Uncle. His hands were hanging by his waist and he didn't have any extra hands to make calls. But what was the matter with the phone?

Could it be that there was something that the Fourth Uncle needed to rely on just their phone to communicate with others?

I picked up the phone and said snappily, ”What the hell are you doing?”

On the phone, Fourth Uncle's gloomy voice came out: ”What are you doing? Where are you? ”

I raised my head doubtfully to look at Fourth Uncle, who was still standing stiffly in front of the antique mirror. He didn't even hear the sound of his voice, causing a wave of fear to rise up from my heart as I asked in a trembling voice, ”Aren't I standing right behind you?”

Fourth Uncle's voice exploded on the phone: ”Bullshit, I'm almost home from the car, when did you come to stand behind me?”

”What?” ”You're not home yet?”

I shouted in fear and raised my head to look at Fourth Uncle. I felt a chill on my back and a chill run through my entire body.

If Fourth Uncle is talking to me on the phone, then who is this Fourth Uncle in front of me?

A ghost?

I was frozen in place, my entire body shaking like a sieve. The Fourth Uncle's nervous voice came out from the phone: ”Bastard, what's wrong?”

I trembled as I said, ”Fourth Uncle, I have you right in front of me!”

Fourth Uncle asked in shock: ”You saw me?”