[BL] I Wasn't Born Lucky (Unlimited Flow)

Chapter 187

The further he went inside, the darker the light. Even if the light ghost was following above them, the two people still couldn't see beyond one metre in front of them. At the same time, the feeling of something shrouding the light became stronger and stronger.

Xiao Li could detect someone peeping behind him. The KTV ghost should be hiding somewhere and observing them.

At first, there were sporadic blood stains on the wall. This was followed by the constant blood stains and then turned into half bloody handprints in front of one of the closed doors. Yes, half. It was a bloody mark left by holding the corner of the wall.

Xiao Li tried to stimulate the scene in his mind. Due to something, the resident singer dug out his eyes. He covered his eyes with one hand and held onto the wall with the other because he couldn't stand firm...

"Under what circumstances would a person dig out their own eyes... mental illness, a hallucination?" Xiao Li spoke to himself.

In order to divert his attention, Pan Jiming tried to answer Xiao Li. "Too much pressure? He was a resident singer and unpopular. The housing prices in this city are the most expensive in the country. It might be the difference between reality and dreams."

"That alone shouldn't be enough." Xiao Li touched his right eye. "If it is really because of money, it is faster to cut your wrist then to dig out your eyes. It is also easier to think of."

The eyes were one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body. Few people would think of punishing themselves by 'digging out their eyes' unless...

Something was in their eyes.

Xiao Li wanted to reach out and pull the doorknob of the door. Before his fingers could touch the doorknob, countless bloodied hands slapped the door panel, leaving handprints one after another. The air was full of a bloody smell.

It was like a warning.

Pan Jiming was frightened and backed away to a certain distance. "I don't think we should go inside? Looking at this reaction, it must be very dangerous..."

In addition, he was just an ordinary businessman! Why did he follow? What was this Moriarty's magic?

Xiao Li didn't agree. "When a beast is desperate and has nowhere to go, what will it do if it encounters an enemy that wants to enter its nest?"

"Um..." Pan Jiming gulped and replied hesitantly, "It should be impossible to fight back so it will roar..?"

The claws of the beast couldn't be used but it still had a voice.

"Yes, if this ghost could do anything then it would've done so in your KTV. It didn't need to wait for me to come here to start." Xiao Li stated. "Although it is possible that this is caused by another cause, the likelihood isn't very high. The biggest possibility is that it is trying to frighten me."

He pushed open the door. Inside was a small private room for the resident singers to rest and change clothes. It could barely be called a backstage. There was a row of mirrors. On the table in front of the mirror, all types of makeup removers and cosmetics were cluttered which had long since expired.

The thing that set this room apart was the font on the mirror. Every mirror was filled with crooked words. At first, it was written with lipstick but later it became blood.

[Itchy, itchy, itchy.]

[Why are my eyes so itchy? How can I stop the itch in my eyes?]

[I can sing. Don't do this. It's okay if my eyes are red. I can wear cosmetic contact lens to cover it. I can go on stage. Let me go on stage. I love singing.]