Just when the ghost approached, Lou Bin suddenly raised his head, his eyes turned white, and a drop of blood and tears flowed from the corner of his eyes. His originally dark skin became as pale as paper, and his body was like a puzzle, with pieces broken into pieces and dark.
Red blood flows from the wound.
Lou Bin's hands and feet were twisted and deformed at a strange angle, and then bent over, and the white arm bones protruded from the bend.
Finally, a red blood thread stretched out from Lou Bin's back, and then spread into the wall.
The blood threads beat rhythmically, like a blood vessel transporting blood to Lou Bin.
"It hurts so much——"
A shrill wail came from Lou Bin's mouth, a sound that seemed to make ghosts tremble.
All the ghosts and monsters in the corridor stopped, as if the fascinating piece of delicacy in front of them had turned into deadly poison.
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Chu Ping, who was lying on the door, didn't hear any movement outside, so he guessed that something was going on, so he carefully opened the door to a crack.
At this time, a red background photo was lying in front of the door, but Lou Bin inside had long since disappeared.
Chu Ping took out the swing stick behind him.
"Didn't this guy run away?"
Chu Ping was a little unsure about the situation.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the distance of the corridor. Chu Ping looked in the direction of the sound, but the corridor was dark and he could only vaguely see a black figure moving in the distance.
When the flashlight shone through, Lou Bin's face was covered with blood, and his body was like a building block split into countless small pieces. Dark red blood flowed from the wound, and then slowly gathered into a river at his feet. His eyes turned white, and the corners of his eyes
He was still bleeding, and his hands and feet were bent behind him at a weird angle.
This is clearly what he looked like when he died.
Chu Ping was startled by Lou Bin's appearance and almost dropped the flashlight in his hand.
Lou Bin in the distance seemed to feel the stimulation of the flashlight. He turned his head suddenly and stared at Chu Ping with his white eyes. There was still a bit of minced meat in his mouth. He opened and closed it as if he was chewing something.
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"It hurts so much——"
A cold, miserable, and desperate voice came from Lou Bin's mouth. His bent arm was twisted like a twist. The walls on both sides were peeled off, beating flesh and blood, and blood streaks spreading from the flesh.
, like a tentacle, penetrated deeply into Lou Bin's body. The originally shattered body began to tremble non-stop at the moment the blood thread penetrated, and he murmured in his mouth.
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"It hurts - it hurts - it really hurts -"
Chu Ping was shocked. He didn't expect things to turn out like this.
"How could it be like this? What happened just now?"
While Chu Ping was distracted, Lou Bin's body rushed towards Chu Ping like a puppet on strings.
The mouth opened, and streams of blood flowed from it.
"It hurts - it hurts -"
Lou Bin was getting closer and closer to Chu Ping, and the pain on his face was clearly visible.
"It hurts, I hurt so much——"
Chu Ping turned around and returned to the room. The door closed, and Lou Bin's figure followed.
"Bang--"
The door trembled, as if the entire door was about to be knocked open by Lou Bin in the next moment.
"Bang-bang-bang-"
Lou Bin's head hit the door hard, and the bright red blood stained the entire door.
"It hurts - it hurts -"
Lou Bin's painful wails still echoed outside the door, as if he wanted to vent all the pain he had experienced during his lifetime.
Chu Ping threw the backpack on the ground. The "Atou" inside seemed to feel Lou Bin's despair, hiding in the backpack and shivering, not daring to come out.
Chu Ping was speechless for a while.
"Why are you so cowardly? If the sky falls, Sister Jiang will hold it up. Are you afraid of a ball?"
Chu Ping kicked "Ah Tou" who was hiding in his backpack and shivering, looking like he hated iron.
"You said who would hold up the sky if it fell?"
The reddish-brown diary in the backpack had been flipped through at some point, and the blood-red pages looked particularly coquettish.
When Chu Ping heard Jiang Qing's voice, he immediately changed his appearance. He was so flattering that the "head" beside him couldn't bear to look directly at him.
"Sister Jiang, help me, the big brother in the photo went berserk and is outside."
Chu Ping never thought that Jiang Qing could come out of the diary.
Jiang Qing ignored Chu Ping and walked straight to the door.
The minced meat in the gasoline barrel was watching a show there. Unexpectedly, Jiang Qing suddenly walked in his direction, which caught the minced meat in the gasoline barrel by surprise.
As soon as the lid of the gasoline can was closed, Jiang Qing kicked the entire gasoline can away, looking like an overbearing and unreasonable official lady.
The gasoline barrel rolled to the side with a "gurgling" sound. The lid of the barrel was opened, and the minced meat inside was scattered on the floor. The strong smell of gasoline mixed with the smell of blood came to the nostrils.
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Chu Ping pinched his nose and looked at the pile of minced meat scattered outside. Among them was a piece of meat the size of a palm, hiding in the pile of minced meat and shivering like a frightened kitten.
The body of No. 4 was decomposed by the man in the suit and stuffed into a gasoline barrel. It seemed that his soul had been completely devoured by the faceless woman in the mirror.
Chu Ping wanted to reach out and grab the piece of meat, but Jiang Qing's voice rang out at this moment.
"You'd better not touch it."
Chu Ping was stunned. He didn't expect Jiang Qing to say such a thing.
Before Chu Ping could ask why, the door of room 514 was opened by Jiang Qing.
Lou Bin, who was going crazy outside, was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what was happening. The bloodshot threads around his body quickly wrapped around Jiang Qing.
"Bang--"
The door was violently closed from the outside. Chu Ping only saw the bloodshot threads on Lou Bin's body wrapped around Jiang Qing. As for what happened to Jiang Qing, Chu Ping didn't see it at all.
Chu Ping blinked, somewhat confused as to what Jiang Qing was doing in this series of operations.
The reddish-brown diary automatically turned to another blank page without any wind.
The bloodshot threads spread, and several lines of blood words slowly emerged from it.
"Jiang Qing lost face with you before."
The text is short, but it explains the problem very well.
Jiang Qing is outside, so the one talking to Chu Ping now is naturally the other resident in the diary - Xu Xia.
"I dare to go out to find a place."
Chu Ping didn't expect that Sister Jiang would be so concerned about face.
"Hehe, Sister Xu is better, gentle and virtuous."
Chu Ping took advantage of Jiang Qing's absence and chatted with Xu Xia for a few more words.
Xu Xia seemed a little shy after being praised by Chu Ping, and she didn't speak for a long time.
"Bang--"
The door was kicked open from the outside. Chu Ping, who was squatting on the ground and staring at his diary, was startled and jumped up from the ground.
A photo was thrown in front of Chu Ping.
Lou Bin, who had dark skin, was lying inside, looking as if he had fainted.
When Chu Ping saw that Lou Bin had been dealt with, he immediately beamed with joy, hurriedly stuffed the photo into his jacket pocket, and then said to Jiang Qing, "Thank you for your hard work, Sister Jiang."
Looking up at Jiang Qing, Chu Ping seemed to feel that something was wrong with her eyes, like a piece of unmelted ice in an ice cave, staring at Chu Ping.
