Haunted Places Live

In 1919, the First World War had just ended...

Even if Lynch was born after that, he would be nearly a hundred years old by now, and even experienced World War II...

Seeing Chu Yang's shocked look as if his world view had been shattered, Jiang Shitu seemed very satisfied.He let out a hoarse and ugly laugh, and sat back at the dining table with a cigarette in his mouth, "I can't see it, can you? He seems to be better than his mother, not only has a very high talent in singing, but also is very good at acting. You You can search for it. In the early 30s, a young Broadway actor even starred in several black-and-white movies, including Hollywood ones, which were once very popular. Unfortunately, shortly after the war broke out, he suddenly disappeared. Until now No one remembers it anymore. His name is Edgar. Ashur. Lin (Edgar. Ashur. Lin)."

Chu Yang quickly took out his phone and searched for the name.At first, I couldn't find anything, so Jiang Shitu said, "You're using the cell phone of the Presbyterian Church? Then you can search on Google, I'm afraid there are more information."

Chu Yang is dubious, can Google be used in mainland China?But thinking that Lynch can even access the dark web, they must have some inhuman super-powerful wall-climbing techniques... He tried to enter the Google website, and found that he was connected, and then entered Edgar.Ashur.Lin name, and immediately popped up a lot of old black and white photos, and even Wikipedia.The first photo was a bust of a slightly younger Lynch wearing a straight suit from the 30s. He raised his jaw slightly, his eyes were blurred, his lips were slightly opened, and he seemed to be casually looking at the lens of the camera.

Chu Yang only felt his scalp go numb.Seeing a familiar and vivid face appear in this way in an introduction article in English titled "Those Popular Actors of the 30s Gliding across the Sky Like Meteors", the feeling of confusion is as if It's like the dead are resurrected.His introduction under the photo lists half a dozen movies from the 30s, and the names of many Broadway comedies.The author of the article said that his oriental ancestry gave him an unpredictable and profound charm, and his identity as a royal descendant gave him a sense of heaviness that is difficult for ordinary young male stars to possess.He seems to be perfect for any role, from the elegant and sad prince in "The Lost Castle", to the rough and spitting farmer in "The Mountains", or "Wind Smoke Plataya". The romantic but strong and tenacious Greek warrior who sacrificed his life for freedom can also be the evil and ugly devil in The Devil.It's a pity that he died young, otherwise he might become like James.A great actor like Stewart.

Looking at those words, Chu Yang felt as if he was reading another person's story.He can't connect this man with Lynch anyway...it's crazy...

According to Wikipedia, after the outbreak of World War II and Britain joined the coalition forces, Edgar.Asher.Lin later chose to fight, and was later killed in the battle of the Dunkirk retreat.

Dunkirk... World War II... All kinds of familiar names were twisted into strange runes before his eyes.Those concepts that are too far away are like novels to Chu Yang's post-90s generation. Even if they are learned in history class, they are just for errands, as if they never really happened.

But Lynch has actually experienced those?And why is it said that he died in the great retreat?

He put down his phone and suddenly felt that he had lost any appetite.He frowned tightly, trying to sort out his thoughts.If he had really lived that long, when did his power of observation awaken?When did you join the Presbyterian Church?If grandpa is really a member of the Presbyterian Church, wouldn't he know it?Why did you seem very surprised when you saw those things of grandpa?

"He asked you to live with me, probably because he wanted to tell you his life experience through me? Hehe, he can't do anything without a purpose. If I were you, I would be more careful." Jiang Shitu's appetite has improved , eating meat with big mouthfuls.

Chu Yang asked, "Why doesn't he age? Is it the color of the stars?"

"Well, it seems to be. Mary Campbell died because of excessive use of star color, and then he inherited it."

"Where's his father?"

"His father... You should ask him about it." Jiang Shitu's attitude suddenly changed subtly, and he seemed to be suddenly sensitive to this topic.

Chu Yang slept very late that day, and he kept searching the Internet for Lynch's former name and identity, as well as his mother's information.It's just a pity that no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find a single word about Lynch's father.

Jiang Shitu on the other side of the bed was already snoring like thunder.Even in the middle of the night, the mild milky white lights on the walls of the room would not go out.About because the hounds are black and don't want to see any darkness?

Sleepiness weighed heavily on his eyelids, and Chu Yang finally put down his phone and lay down on the sofa.While half asleep and half awake, he suddenly heard someone calling his name.

He slightly opened his eyelids, and found a figure sitting beside him.He thought it was Jiang Shitu, so he said in a somewhat vague voice, "Dr. Jiang, what's wrong?"

"I told you, you are an angel, you have to free yourself, you can create better music." The figure said in an intoxicated tone, reaching out to him, as if wanting to touch his face.

In an instant, Chu Yang suddenly fought a cold war, completely refreshed.

That nightmarish voice, that weird man who was always following him and watching him... He sat up suddenly, grabbed the glasses that had been broken but had no time to replace them, put them on tremblingly, and looked around.

There was no one beside his bed, the entire white spherical space was clear at a glance, and there was no place to hide people.However, his whole body was still tense, he was panting heavily, and cold sweat was slightly oozing from his forehead.

Is it a hallucination?

He swallowed, goosebumps still densely distributed on his arms.He hesitated to lie down again, telling himself that it was just a nightmare or hallucination, and that this place was safe... He lay with his eyes closed for a while, and finally his consciousness began to blur a little again.

Suddenly, someone whispered softly and quickly in his ear, "It's all your fault, it's your fault, we're all guilty, and no one can escape. It's all your fault, it's your fault. We're all guilty, and no one can escape." "...

Chu Yang opened his eyes again, and there was still a soft white in front of him, without a single figure.

That was Song Liangshu's voice.

He still remembered that the last time he saw Song Liangshu alive was two days before the latter committed suicide.Song Liangshu locked himself in the room and saw no one.He made some food and sent it to Song Liangshu, but the other party took it and fell to the ground blocking his face.

"I don't want to see you again." Song Liangshu said to him coldly, "Get lost."

At that time, Chu Yang only felt pain in his eye sockets, and he had to use all his strength to stop crying immediately.

He knew... he knew that he killed the people who committed suicide under the influence of his piano, that he destroyed so many families, that he killed all of them, that he ruined the future of every member of the band.

"You can't continue to spoil yourself like this. It's my fault that things have turned out like this, and it has nothing to do with you." Chu Yang supported the door panel hard to prevent him from closing it, and said eagerly, "Do you understand, it's all me One person's fault!"

Song Liangshu smiled at him, that was the last time he smiled at him, but the smile was so sad and full of irony.

"I should stop you... We are all guilty, and no one can escape."

After speaking, he suddenly exerted force and closed the door.No matter how much Chu Yang knocked on the door, he would not respond.

Chu Yang guarded outside his door all night, and he dragged his heavy body away at dawn.Another day later, Zhu Heze told him that Song Liangshu would not answer anyone's phone calls, and Chu Yang suddenly felt a strong fear, an indescribable shivering feeling of cold hands and feet.He forcibly picked the lock of Song Liangshu's apartment, and then saw Song Liangshu's body in the living room.

Her lips were bright red and her complexion was rosy, as if she was still alive.That's a sign of potassium cyanide poisoning.

He sat up from the sofa, grabbed his hair with both hands, and then began to bite his wrist hard with his teeth, wanting the physical pain to relieve the crazy panic and congestion in his chest.His teeth had scratched his skin, but the smell of blood reassured him a little.So he bit harder.

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault, it's all your fault..." Whispering voices reappeared, filling the air like ghosts, even if he covered his ears, he couldn't stop them.He raised his bloodshot eyes, but saw Song Liangshu standing in front of the elevator door, still wearing the off-white top and light gray pajama pants he wore when he died...

His lips were bright red, and his ears and neck were covered with equally bright red spots.The beautiful eyes that had been secretly infatuated with Chu Yang were bloodshot and red, and they stared at Chu Yang with endless hatred.

Chu Yang only felt that the skin on his chest was torn apart, exposing a bright red heart.He felt that it was difficult to breathe, and he couldn't help but grabbed the collar with his hands.

"Why don't you die?" Song Liangshu tilted his head slightly, and said in an almost curious tone, "Why don't you want to die? If you die, the world will be much safer. No one will miss you, no one cares about you , What is the meaning of your life? Do you know? I know you like me, but I hate you. I think you are so boring, even if I like men, I won't like you!"

"Don't treat me like this..." Chu Yang murmured in a low voice, closing his eyes and not wanting to continue looking at the terrifying hallucination.His body swayed back and forth, and his eyes gradually became blank.

"Get out, get out! Accept the punishment you deserve. I've already made atonement, why do you want to run away?" Song Liangshu's voice still surrounded him, preventing him from breathing for a moment.

The sound tormented him for a whole night, until early in the morning, when Jiang Shitu woke up, only to find that Chu Yang was sitting on the sofa with his knees in his arms, his eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were dull.The wrist was bloody and bloody, and the blood stained the shirt he was wearing.

Jiang Shitu hurriedly found a first aid kit from a cabinet, and cleaned the wound on his wrist.During the whole process, Chu Yang was at his mercy, keeping his eyes on the direction of the elevator.

"It's an illusion, isn't it?" Jiang Shitu looked up at him.

Chu Yang nodded.

"The closer you get to the day, the more frequent the hallucinations will appear, and they will intensify. They will try their best to force you to leave here." Jiang Shitu said in a hoarse voice, "You must not be affected by them."

Chu Yang's dull gaze slightly turned to Jiang Shitu's face, "Why were you marked by them?"

Jiang Shitu was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice, "It's a long story, but I'm different from you. I was killed by my own curiosity and fame."

Chu Yang asked, "You won't be affected by hallucinations?"

"At the beginning, I would, but then the hallucinations gradually decreased, and they only appeared every now and then. I don't know if they knew that I would never go out anyway, so they gave up."

On the second night, Chu Yang dared not fall asleep.But he was so sleepy that he couldn't bear it anymore and fell into a light sleep on the sofa.

This time, he was back in the hospital in Vancouver.The crowd was expressionless and passed by him, and he seemed to be the only one walking against the crowd.Gauze was still wrapped around his wrist, and blood was faintly oozing.

In the innermost ward, grandpa was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and a breathing mask on his mouth and nose. He had already fallen into a coma, and only the heart rate monitor made regular beeping sounds.

I don't know if Chu Yu's always elegant and upright face is the reason for relaxation at this moment, it looks different from usual.It's like losing some kind of support.The hands covered with age spots were slightly curled up, and he reached out to hold them, but he only felt a dry coldness.

His only remaining relative...

Chu Yang squatted down beside the bed, tightly clutching Grandpa's hand, tears fell from the corners of his eyes one by one.

"Don't go..." He begged in a low voice, "Don't leave me..."

However, in the dream, the grandpa with his eyes closed said, "Come out, come out, we can be together forever."

Chu Yang saw Grandpa's hand slowly raised, pointing to a silver-white elevator door that appeared on the side at some point.

Chu Yang felt a strong sense of terror.He let go of his grandfather's hand, stood up and took a few steps back.

"You killed someone, Xiaoyang. You are a murderer." Grandpa sat up slowly, eyes still closed, "Those children killed by you, those families destroyed by you, how do you still have face? Live on? Come out, come out with me. Grandpa will take you to a place where there will be no more pain."

As she said that, Chu Yu opened her arms, as if giving him a hug.

Chu Yang shook his head, "No..."

Lynch said he would come back, he had to wait for Lynch to come back...

Chu Yu's face was distorted at that moment, and there was a slight deformation. He suddenly yelled angrily, "You unfilial son!!! Come out!!! Come out!!!"

Chu Yang turned his head and ran away.However, he heard a sudden uproar behind him, and when he looked back, he saw countless Chu Yu rushing out of the room.They did not walk on their legs, but crawled like reptiles on the walls, ceilings, and floors, rushing towards him swiftly.Their joints were twisted in the wrong and impossible direction, and their faces were slightly different from the real Chu Yu's, which became more and more out of shape in the ferocious expression.

Chu Yang ran wildly, with only one thought in his mind.He has to wait for Lynch to come back.

At this moment, he fell off the sofa and woke up suddenly.It was around five o'clock in the morning, and he felt his legs and feet were sore and weak, as if he had just run wildly.

He took out the cell phone Lynch gave him, found Lynch's number, and wrote a text message, "Are you coming today?"

He hesitated for a long time before pressing the send button.

Unexpectedly, the other party replied to the text message almost immediately, "I may arrive in the afternoon. What's the matter?"

"Nothing, I'll wait for you."

After sending out the short message, Chu Yang felt much more relaxed for some reason.Obviously, just seeing the other party's text messages can give him such a great comfort, which makes him a little panicked.

To his surprise, an hour later, just as Jiang Shitu woke up, the elevator door opened and Lynch strode in.

Chu Yang was stunned, "Didn't you say you will come in the afternoon?"

Lynch smiled at him, "I miss you, can't I pick you up earlier?"

Chu Yang vaguely knew that Lynch must have sensed something was wrong with him, so he rushed over early.There was a slightly warming feeling in his chest, similar to that of drinking a cup of warm milk in the morning.

Jiang Shitu was still wearing his tattered bathrobe, "Yo? Are you leaving now?"

Lynch's eyes caught sight of the gauze on Chu Yang's wrist, and he frowned slightly, but didn't say much, "Well, the Presbyterian Church is ready. Xiao Yang, pack your things, let's go."