Under the Bed

Introduction to the work "Ghost Pressing the Bed" In the third week after moving into an old-fashioned apartment, Lin Mo was pushed to the brink of collapse by the "ghost on the bed" that came exactly at 3:14 every night - cold hands, a hoarse voice in his head, and scientific explanations all failed. Until he pulled out a blood-stained notebook from under the bed, which recorded the horrific experiences of previous tenants. The latest line of blood words clearly read: "This person has a special constitution and is suitable for long-term breeding." Mrs. Liu, who lives alone next door, avoids trouble at the cost of losing an eye. Fortune teller Zheng reveals the truth: this house was once a morgue in the 1980s, and resentment nourished the "bedservant" who made a living by sucking in yang energy. The only way to survive is to bring back the long-lost "Bed God". In the seven-night showdown, the bed maid squirmed from the ceiling to the floor, from hitting the bed to shaking the house to phantom sounds that corroded the heart. On the verge of losing consciousness, Lin Mo used the spell as a shield and the incense ashes as a city, and finally faced off against that old, eyeless face on the seventh night. The bed mattress turned into charred ashes, and the peach wood bottle under the pillow also shattered into powder. After dawn, Lin Mo filled in his experiences into his notebook and stuffed it back into the gap between the bed boards. But in the dream, the bottle that Mr. Liu had left empty had been replaced with a new dark red liquid; under the bed, a new line of young words quietly appeared: "The next one will be better." This is a story about ancient fears dormant and reborn in the concrete forest. It is also a fable of "the end you think may be just the restart of the breeding cycle".