C31 Horror In The Toilet

At the same time, Zhan Nanxi went out and invited a few friends over to have a drink in the private room he often occupied.

They were already 19 years old and considered adults, so the clubs allowed them to enter.

Inside the club, the hot and popular DJ played tunes that echoed in every corner.

"Hey, Nanxi, don't you have plans of going home tonight?"

"Of course I'm not going home. My good mood disappears every time I see that girl at home." Zhan Nanxi raised his head and drank deeply from a cup of Hiroshima iced tea. He ordered a table full of desserts.

Chocolate, cheese, meat floss, cream...You name it!

There were all kinds of mouthwatering flavors.

Previously, Elder Brother would limit the number of desserts he ate at home. Now that he was out, he could eat anything he wanted.

Zhan Nanxi was relishing his freedom.

"Can you guys help me out? I'm thinking of how to kick that brat out of the house."

Zhan Nanxi took a bite of the rainbow cake and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

"Well, let's be open to suggestions..." The young masters gathered together and made up their minds.

"Okay, you guys think about it and tell me later. I'm going to the bathroom."

Zhan Nanxi stood up. He walked unsteadily as he was a little tipsy from drinking.

He pushed open the door and locked it behind him. Then Zhan Nanxi squatted on the toilet.

Almost immediately, the colorful glass lamp on the ceiling above his head began to shake slowly.

It formed messy shadows on the ground.

Then, it started to make crackling sounds.

The temperature in the bathroom also began to drop noticeably.

Suddenly, a gust of chilly wind blew in.

Zhan Nanxi did not pay much attention to it as he was busy turning on the game on his phone.

At this moment, there was a loud cracking sound and the light above his head turned off.

"What's going on?" Zhan Nanxi muttered to himself. Then, he reached out and pressed the switch on the wall, but he found it to be defective.

Things were beginning to look bad.

He thought that the wires were probably short-circuited, so he paid no heed. Then he turned on the flashlight.

Above him, there seemed to be some kind of viscous liquid dripping down.

Was there a leak on the ceiling?

This was Zhan Nanxi's first thought.

He touched it subconsciously and found that there was a strong smell of blood. Under the dim light of his phone, he could clearly see that it was none other than a pool of thick black blood.

What the hell is going on?

Where did all the blood come from?

Zhan Nanxi's eyes widened in alarm, and his mind went blank.

The chilly wind in the bathroom began to blow even faster.

The coolness could be felt all the way down his spine and made him shiver all over.

But that was nothing compared to what happened next. He noticed that long black wet hair was starting to come out of the bathroom sink.

The long hair began to spread out bit by bit, like a growing vine. It crawled out crazily, extending out of the sink, and crept on the floor. It looked like it was going to wrap around his feet!

Only then did Zhan Nanxi react. He didn't care about wiping himself clean. He jumped up from the toilet and picked up his pants, ready to run.

However, he found that no matter how hard he twisted, he could not open the doorknob.

He was so anxious that sweat poured down from his forehead.

All of a sudden, two black misshapen hands with only three fingers reached in, accompanied by a strong gust of chilly wind.

The two hands, one on the left and one on the right, each held two Glyph Papers of different colors.

One was red, and the other was green.

A clear otherworldly female voice came from above. The voice sounded like it came from the deepest pit of hell.

"Young Master, which one do you choose, red or green?"