Chapter 101:

On the ceiling, two corpses with weird faces were hung in the air, and a long rope connected them.
An upper sling diverged from the middle and tied two nooses.
The man and the woman were next to each other, their necks severely strangled, and their sticking out tongues were stinking purple and blue.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Bai Yan closed the closet, and the toes of the two dead bodies continued to sway, kicking the closet down and down, making a heavy noise.
Bai Yan looked up at the dead body. The two dead bodies were his guardians a day ago, his nominal father and mother.
Now, their faces are terrifying, and Tieqing's faces are full of crazy smiles.
This scene is undoubtedly very intriguing, but unexpectedly, Bai Yan looked at the faces of the two people, but felt that it was much more comfortable than their tenderness and gentle looking at their faces.
At least it won't make him feel upset in his stomach and make him feel nauseous. hope.
Bai Yan stared at the faces of the two quietly. The flushed face was a little sick, as if he wanted to engrave this scene deeply in his mind, and he would continue to think about it in his later life.
After looking at it for a while, Bai Yan shifted his gaze over the two of them.
On the back of the two dead bodies, two pieces of paper were pasted with pushpins.
The thumbtack went through the hair of the two of them and pierced deeply into their scalp, but they were already dead, no matter how deep the thumbtack was, they would not feel pain.
The paper nailed to the skull is two insurance policies.
As the two bodies swayed in the air, the two insurance policies also fluttered with the wind, making a faint sound of origami, adding a weirdness to the current deadly environment.
Bai Yan saw this for the first time, but strangely, he just knew what it was.
Occasionally, some strange knowledge flashed in his mind. Bai Yan didn't know why, a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes, but he still focused on the insurance policy.
Because of his height, he climbed onto a chair, tried his best to tiptoe, and raised his small body a bit.
However, he had exhausted his means, and he was still too far away from the head hanging high from the ceiling.
So, he could only raise his head, squinted his eyes to examine the contents of the insurance policy, and slowly recognized the writing on it
This is a survival insurance.
Survival insurance means that the person who buys the insurance must live to the time specified in the policy before he can receive the insurance money.
If the person who bought the insurance died midway, he would not be able to get back the insurance premium he paid, and the insurance money promised by the insurance company had nothing to do with him. Who would let him live under the agreed age.
Liu Yan and Tian Zhe, they both bought survival insurance, and paid huge insurance premiums for this.
The time they have agreed with the insurance company to receive insurance money is 99 years and 100 years respectively.
They must live at least 99 years before they can receive insurance money.
But the two are in their thirties.
One hundred years later...Most people will not survive that time.
And they are already dead, and the insurance company is even more happy, and they don't need to pay a penny.
Normal people will naturally not buy this kind of weird insurance.
But before dying, who knows what they think?
He raised his head for a long time, and Bai Yan's neck was a little sore.
So he removed his eyes from the back of the dead body's head, turned his head to the side, and wanted to rest his neck.
His gaze passed the window inadvertently, and he almost couldn't stand on the chair—
A man in a dark suit was putting his face on the window, with a sly smile on his face, staring at himself from the glass window.
"……"who are you?
Bai Yan did not ask this question.
This is the seventh floor.
There is no place to stay outside. The person standing outside the window must be a ghost!
Bai Yan didn't know when he stood outside or how long he looked at him, but he vaguely knew one thing, he might not be able to escape.
He might die!
Realizing this, Bai Yan couldn't help looking up at the two dead bodies next to him.
The longer the death, the more terrifying the expressions of the couple.
Bai Yan felt that he was very afraid of death, but when he thought that he would become a corpse hanging on the ceiling, he couldn't help but feel excited, and there was a faint expectation in his heart.
He was stared at by the suit ghost outside the window, and died in his hands. He must be treated the same as Tian Tian Zhe and others who have already died, right?
Recalling the desperate screams of the two people last night, Bai Yan lowered his eyes lightly, and his delicate fingertips dropped to the back of the chair, as if he had given up resistance and was slaughtered.
Just close your eyes, and people outside the window will soon come in from outside.
Then, he can experience the pain and despair before his death like his dead parents.
It must be quite pleasant.
Yes, it must taste good, but you can't die now...
You can’t...
Can't what?
Bai Yan opened his eyes, and his pale gray eyes were filled with confusion.
He felt as if he had forgotten something important, and he must not die until it was completed.
If he died like this, he would be very sorry.
What did he forget?
Bai Yan felt that things that would not be remembered must not be very important, otherwise he would not easily forget.
However, the emotion remaining in his heart drove him, making him unwilling to think that he would die now.
Forget it, he still struggled reluctantly.
If he died after struggling, there would be no way.
So Bai Yan raised his eyes to the window, and whispered towards the man outside the window: "Who are you?"
Hearing the voice of Bai Yan, the smile of the man outside the window widened.
He opened the window and crawled in from outside.
He was holding a stack of insurance policies in his left hand, and the paper was shaking.
The man in a suit took a pen out of his pocket and smiled with a pen and paper: "Hello, I belong to the Happiness Insurance Company. Anyone who purchases insurance from our company will get happiness."
Bai Yan glanced at the couple who were hanging from the ceiling, and had reservations about this.
Bai Yan didn’t say a word, and the man in the suit didn’t care. If no one else left, he continued: "I think you are not old and you can live for a long time. So, you can buy it for two hundred years. After two hundred years, our company will I will pay you back a lot of money."
"..."
Bai Yan looked at the contract handed over by the man in the suit, but did not accept the pen and paper.
When the corners of the man in the suit were grinning at his ears, he whispered, "I have no money."
"What do you mean?"
The man in the suit lost his smile, his face turned gloomy, but in a blink of an eye he grinned wider, and said in a mournful voice: "You mean, you don't plan to buy insurance, do you?"
"I have no money." Bai Yan repeated honestly.
The face of the man in the suit became more gloomy and even began to change color.
Bai Yan was struggling very perfunctorily, and didn't expect much of his escape.
Just when he thought that the talk was broken and he could wait for death with peace of mind, his eyes hurt, his light gray eyes became blood red, a scarlet liquid full of rust smell fell from his eyes, and two meandering blood marks crossed. The face flows along the chin to the neck.
Bai Yan blinked his stinging eyes. He smeared the blood on his cheeks with his fingers, and he was very confused by the red on his fingertips.
Because there was still a ghost in the room, Bai Yan didn't wonder why his tears suddenly turned red.
He looked at the man in the suit and wanted to see what he would do next.
He didn't promise to buy insurance. Will the man in the suit pull a rope around his neck and hang him on the ceiling together?
Bai Yan tried his best to ignore the unwillingness in his heart, looking at the man in the suit with full expectation.
However, what made him a little depressed was that the man in the suit was suddenly silent as he watched with expectant eyes.
He seems to have forgotten that there is this person in vain.
The man in a suit stood in the room for a while, as if he had forgotten the purpose of climbing into the room.
He looked around the room for a while, and finally moved his eyes to the two corpses.
The man in the suit paused for a second, then fetched a seal from his jacket pocket. He tore open the belly of Tian Zhe, stained with blood in his body, and stamped a seal on his and Liu Yan's faces.
After doing this, he put away the seal.
Then, the man in the suit walked out of the broken door with the insurance policy in one hand and the mobile phone in the other.
Throughout the whole process, he ignored the words, as if there was no such person in the house.
"..."
Intermittent blindness?
Is the ghost's eyes bad?
This thought flashed through Bai Yan's mind, but he didn't have time to think about it, and it quickly became like a fragment, and his brain was dizzy.
At the same time, the snaking blood and tears finally stopped from the eye sockets, and the dazzling blood color in the pupils slowly faded, returning to the light gray color, leaving only a crimson mark engraved in the depths of the eyes.
It was pitch black in front of Bai Yan, and before he passed out completely, he faintly heard the footsteps in the corridor.
On the stairs, the voice of a man in a suit was going away.
Bai Yan's last impression was that the man in the suit was still on the phone when he went downstairs.
In the corridor at night, the dialing sound of a man in a suit echoed
"Hello, sir, I am from Happy Life Insurance Company..."
...
When Bai Yan woke up again, the sky in the window was still very gloomy.
Unconsciously, he was in a coma all night.
Looking at the night outside the window, finally there was no face stuck outside the glass, and no one was standing.
Bai Yan got up from the chair and looked around dazedly.
On the ceiling, the corpses of Tian Zhe and Liu Yan began to decay and deteriorate, emitting an unbearable stench.
At the gate, the anti-theft door collapsed on the ground, and the door was wide open. I don't know why the neighbor did not call the police for a long time, letting the smell of the body run out of the house and spread in the corridor.
Without eating for three days, Bai Yan felt that he would starve to death if he did not eat.
He licked his dry lips, took an apple from the refrigerator and ate it.
After an apple was eaten, Bai Yan threw it to the core, still sitting on the chair, staying with the two corpses, and had no intention of leaving.
He hadn't figured out what to do afterwards for the time being, but from time to time he looked up at the bleak-looking dead body, but soon he didn't need to think.
A loud noise came from the corridor--
"Hey, the fifth floor, the sixth floor...the next floor is the house of the hapless couple? It's exhausting to run to the seventh floor in one breath."
"Lao Zhang, your body is really bad. You can't climb the seventh floor? My brothers will have to carry the corpse down from the seventh floor. When you go up, you should rest first, but don't get tired and throw the corpse down halfway. "
"I heard that the hapless ghost is a husband and wife, and I don't know how they died. Can they offend the ghost at home?"
The vigorous voice gradually approached, Bai Yan looked towards the door, and two men with body bags walked into the door, listening to the conversation should have come to collect the body.