The corridor door was violently opened, and the sound of the metal door hitting the wall reached Little You's ears, giving her a glimmer of hope.
She had heard the man's voice on the phone before, and the other person was Mr. Jia who wanted to rent her house.
I thought I was in a desperate situation, but just when I was about to drown, a rope was thrown from the shore.
Xiaoyou knows that the ghost is in the house, but she has no other choice now.
Clenching his fingers, his chest rose and fell violently. After taking a deep breath, Xiaoyou suddenly pushed open the cabinet door: "Help! There is a ghost in the building! I'm here!"
She didn't bother to get her phone and rushed out of the room as fast as she could. When she ran into the corridor with high expectations, the scene in front of her was so despairing that it made her suffocate.
The rusty corridor door was intact, and no one kicked it in at all.
"How is that possible! I clearly heard the door being kicked!"
He grabbed his hair with both hands, fear seemed to be crawling all over his body like countless venomous snakes in an instant, and Xiao You almost went crazy.
"Han Fei, why are you stopping here? Aren't we going to the seventh floor?"
"Wait a minute, I always feel like there is something around me. Did you hear the cry for help just now?"
"No! Are you hallucinating?"
The conversation between the two men sounded right next to Xiao You, but Xiao You could not see their figures. It was as if they were standing in two different worlds, and this building was the corner where the two worlds slowly overlapped.
People with strong inspiration may be able to perceive something, but they can only perceive it.
"I'm here! I'm right next to you!"
Xiaoyou frantically asked for help. She held her hand and tried to dial the number left by Han Fei, but unexpectedly found that the time on her phone was frozen at 6:01.
"Help me! Can you hear my voice!" Xiaoyou's tears flowed out. She had no time to cry now. Terrifying footsteps sounded in the room, and a pair of wet shoe prints appeared somewhere on the first floor.
in a room.
The mirror next to the wardrobe reflected the top of the shoe prints. There was a strange man in the mirror. His neck seemed to be broken, sinking downward at a terrifying angle, while his spine extended upward.
It was as if his whole body was hung by a rope around his neck. He was hung for such a long time that his head and body were about to separate.
Xiaoyou accidentally glanced at the mirror. She was so frightened by the man's terrifying appearance that she didn't dare to stay where she was. She screamed, rolled and ran upstairs.
The corridor door was locked, and the corridor became extremely eerie. After the time was frozen, it didn't look like the place where she lived before. It seemed that she had somehow entered a world where ghosts existed.
"Xiao Jia, did you really not hear the cry for help? I feel like someone is right next to me."
"Don't scare me."
"My hands seemed to be able to touch my soul. I really felt someone running past me just now!"
The two men paused for a moment and then ran upstairs together.
"I'm right next to you! Why can't I see you! Why can't you see me either!"
Xiao You ran up like crazy, and the footsteps behind her followed her not far away. The man who was hanged didn't seem to be worried about Xiao You's escape at all. No living person could leave alive after entering this place.
"No, there is really something around us. She seems to be asking for help. I can vaguely hear her crying! She ran upstairs! Let's follow!"
"Slow down! Han Fei! Wait for me! I'm scared!"
The two men's voices closely followed the woman. They seemed to be synchronized with the woman in another world, moving together.
Forced by the sound of footsteps, Xiaoyou could only go back the way she came. When she came down, the corridor was still normal. When she ran back again, the apartment building began to age, as if it had been forgotten by time and was covered in dust in the corner of the world.
The cracks on the wall are spreading, and heads seem to be hanging down in the black gaps. Occasionally, eyes can be seen slowly opening.
The doors of every house are different from before. They have become darker in color, some are stained with blood that cannot be washed away, some have yellow paper on the door panels, and some have been sealed by the police.
From the moment you enter the closet and come out again, the entire building has changed, and everything is different from before.
Xiao You was so frightened that she ran upstairs crying. No neighbor came out to help her. Now she was completely dominated by fear.
Her brain couldn't think rationally, and her legs repeated the same movements mechanically. Xiaoyou didn't dare to look back, and she ran to the fourth floor in one breath.
The voice-activated lights on this floor were broken. The door of one of the houses was half open, and the faint cold light dispelled the darkness.
"Is anyone here? Help!"
Xiaoyou shouted for help and opened the door, hoping that the neighbors in the building could help her.
But when she looked inside the house, she felt as if her body was frozen, and the hairs all over her body stood on end.
There were no lights on in the dark room, and in the empty living room, there was only a TV playing a strange picture.
Among the black and white snowflakes, a black house can be vaguely seen. Inside, there are seven black villains and a red little girl. They kill each other, tear each other's bodies apart, and then repeat the process of piecing together.
This terrifying scene made Xiao You give up the idea of getting closer. She didn't dare to enter the house at all, so she turned around and ran towards higher ground.
When we arrived on the fifth floor, the voice-activated light emitted scarlet light, illuminating the white couplets on both sides of the door and the white 囍 characters in the center of the door into red.
As I passed by, I could vaguely smell a strange meaty aroma.
Turning around to look, Xiaoyou's face instantly turned pale. Sitting next to the family's dining table was a puppet wearing a wedding dress, its body covered with red threads.
When Xiao You looked at it, the puppet's head was pulled by the red thread, and it twisted around with a crunch!
"ah!"
She stepped on the air and Xiaoyou's mobile phone fell to the ground. The wet shoe print was already very close to her. She didn't even bother to pick up the mobile phone and climbed upstairs using her hands and feet.
The continuous shock and fear pushed Xiaoyou's body and mind to the limit, but she did not dare to stop. Her will to survive forced her to hold on.
She ran across the sixth floor and returned to the seventh floor, but Xiaoyou didn't dare to go in. She knew that the "ghost" first appeared in her home.
"Mom is not in the house."
The mother hanging on the chandelier disappeared, Xiaoyou's only hope in her heart collapsed, and her legs became weaker and weaker.
"The person who loves me the most is gone, and I don't know how much fear and torture I will face next. In this case, I might as well end everything myself."
Running up was a dead end, and Xiaoyou herself knew it. She was just running wildly in despair, and everything was in vain.
Xiaoyou did not go to the eighth floor. She was about to go crazy with fear and ran back to her home and rushed straight to the bedroom.
She opened the window there, and jumping down would end the fear. When she had nightmares in the past, when the fear was too much to bear, she would make such a choice.
"Yes, this is just a nightmare. I will be free soon!"
Opening the bedroom door, the window was right in front of him. Xiaoyou took one step at a time, and soon he could touch the night sky outside the apartment building.
"Yui!"
Heart-rending shouts rang out, and Xiao You turned back to look at the living room.
The mother, covered in blood, got up from the mirror fragments on the floor and threw herself somewhere.
Blood was spilled, and a strange man slowly appeared, and the mother began to fight with him for the bloody mobile phone.
Xiaoyou's mother's body was far less powerful than that of the strange man. The faint black mist emitted from his body could easily burn her skin, but she didn't care. While shouting to stop Xiaoyou from jumping off the building, she tried her best to save Xiaoyou from jumping off the building.
The last soul was poured into that mobile phone.
"mom!"
Xiaoyou also saw her mother fighting for her life. At that moment, her fear seemed to be suppressed by another emotion. With her trembling hands, she grabbed the chair in the room and ran over without thinking much, and fiercely pushed the chair away.
Hit the strange man in the living room.
The chair passed through the man's body without causing any harm to the man, but only aroused the resentment in the man's heart.
His eyes full of whites stared at Xiao You. At the moment when he was distracted, the mother dragged her broken body into the mobile phone.
At the same time, Han Fei and Xiao Jia rushed into Xiao You's room on the seventh floor. They looked at the empty living room. Just when they felt bad, Xiao Jia's cell phone suddenly vibrated with a call from a stranger.
"Unfamiliar number? Should we answer it?" Xiao Jia looked at Han Fei, but at this time Han Fei's expression was extremely solemn, and he was slowly walking towards the living room with a knife.
Seeing that Han Fei didn't speak, Xiao Jia casually pressed the button to answer.
As a result, the moment Xiao Jia chose to answer the call, the time on his mobile phone was frozen at a certain moment. The surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, and everything was aging. They seemed to be dragged into a certain place by "ghosts"!
Han Fei, who was walking forward, also stopped. He looked at the nearly two-meter-tall hanging man standing in front of him, and Xiao You, who was almost dying holding a chair, and took a slight breath.
"What the hell?!" Xiao Jia stood stupidly at the door with his cell phone in hand. His hand that answered the phone was still shaking.
"Save my daughter! I will do anything for you!"
The miserable screams came from Xiao Jia's cell phone and the cell phone in the palm of the hanged man at the same time. Han Fei did not hesitate at all. His reaction speed was faster than that of the hanged man. He took a step forward, flicked his hand and drew the knife, aiming it at the hanged man's chest.
Cut off the neck!
The silver light flashed across, and the hanged man's head fell directly to the ground.
"Come here quickly!" Han Fei shouted towards Xiao You. He knew that the hanged man couldn't be killed so easily, so he continued to hit him.
Han Fei still remembered the vital points of people. Every time he used his sword, he would go straight to the vital points. However, the vital points of ghosts were different from those of humans. Even if the hanged ghost had no head, his body could still move freely.
"How do you kill this thing?"
Having lost his memory, Han Fei acted entirely on instinct and tried his best to recall the ghost story in the script.
The reason for killing the boy's body before was to use a ritual to absorb the black mist from the boy's body and then let other ghosts eat it. Now the only thing Han Fei can rely on is the knife given to him by the clown.
"The thin black mist seems to be the hatred of the ghost, and the hanging ghost is also a resentment! If you want to really kill him, you must first disperse the black mist on him."
Han Fei took advantage of the fact that the hanged man didn't react and swung his sword wildly. He knew he only had one chance.
"Cell phone! Mom's cell phone!"
Xiao You, who was lying on the ground, saw Han Fei and Xiao Jia coming in. She felt as if two beams of light had passed through the thick clouds, and a little hope was rekindled in her heart.
She quickly got up from the ground, knowing that she must not cause trouble to Han Fei at this time.
Han Fei heard Xiao You's reminder and cut off the hanged man's arm with a knife. But even if his body was separated, the hanged man's fingers still held the phone tightly and refused to let go.
"Why can't this thing be killed?" Xiao Jia shouted from behind: "Han Fei! Watch behind you!"
The hanged ghost's soul was chopped into pieces by Han Fei, but with the help of the black mist, the wounds on the ghost not only began to heal, but some deformed-looking things even grew in some places, which didn't look like it at all.
organs that humans have.
The knife pierced the hanged man's hand. Han Fei immediately retreated after getting the blood-stained cell phone.
"Get out of the way first!"
When Han Fei suddenly encountered resentment, he was able to react immediately, which was far beyond ordinary people.
"Let's go!"
The three of them ran downstairs together, but Xiaoyou broke the bad news: "This building seems to be sealed, and there is no way to leave by normal means."
As the three of them ran down, they heard a horrifying sound coming from Xiaoyou's room, as if a person had pulled all his bones apart and then put them back together again.
"Xiao You, ask your mother to call the landlord! Ask what happened in that room and why there is such a hanged man hiding there!" Han Fei was also anxious. He just looked up and saw the hanged man.
It caused a great psychological impact on an amnesia patient.
When the Hanged Ghost was transformed, Han Fei and the others had already arrived on the first floor. They tried various "unlocking" methods, but they were unable to open the corridor door. It felt as if the entire night was blocked outside the door.
Trapped them inside the building.
"No!" Xiao Jia looked at Han Fei who had already started to cut down the door, and quickly tried to persuade him to calm down: "Did you hear the footsteps? Why do I feel like there are too many footsteps? Will the hanged ghost grow up again?
How many legs?”
"If we can't get out, we can only fight him head-on." Han Fei's heartbeat was very fast, but his brain was very calm: "With so many residents in the building, he must be more than just a ghost. Last night we saw someone on the fifth floor.
If you really can’t marry a ghost, just lure it there!”
"But what if we are fucked by two 'ghosts' at the same time?" Xiao Jia smiled bitterly. This was the first time he heard someone use this method to deal with ghosts.
"We will die against the last one, but we will still die against the two. Thinking about it this way, does it feel like we have earned something?"
Han Fei stopped talking nonsense and walked up with the knife: "In addition to the fifth floor, the room with the TV on the fourth floor is also very suspicious. When I passed there just now, I felt a different emotion in my heart."
"What are you feeling?" Xiao Jia followed closely behind Han Fei. Now he could only hug Han Fei's thigh tightly.
"It seems like I miss you."
"What are you pregnant with?" Xiao Jia could hardly believe her ears.
"How should I put it? For a moment, I felt like I was home."
This chapter has been completed!