Ring Guest

Lin Ye, a poor student who picked up scraps, found a bronze bell among the demolition ruins. The bell was silent, but surprisingly hot. From then on, the black-robed figure was always peeping in the dark, a flock of crows would circle around his attic, and even the landlord who was urging him to pay the rent would occasionally flash inhuman vertical pupils in his eyes. He thought this was just another layer of absurdity in life at the bottom, until that night the bronze bell exploded with ancient sounds in the palm of his hand, the "thing" outside the door rolled down the stairs, and a strange text message came with blood-smelling instructions: "At three o'clock in the morning, bring the bell to the cemetery." Lin Ye didn't know that this bell locked not only his life, but also a thousand-year-old secret that had been forgotten. When he walked into the night with the bell in his arms, black mist seeped from the cracks in the walls of the urban village, and the copper wires in the scrap pile began to twist themselves into formations. The seemingly ordinary faces - the old man who collected the scrap, the neighbor who took the credit card, and even the classmates who were dozing in class, all showed their fangs and scales in the moonlight. It turns out that what he picked up was not a bell, but the key to another world. The so-called "ordinary person" identity is just a disguise for prey. When the bell rang again, Lin Ye finally saw clearly: this world has long been the hunting ground of "them". And he may be the last "guest in the bell".