The flashlight shines forward, and the endless darkness seems like a monster with a huge mouth, waiting for the arrival of prey.
Chu Ping took another look at the door with the number "4" written on it. The blood-red door made the viewer feel uncomfortable.
"Let's keep moving forward."
Chu Ping was not sure whether Lao Xie and the bald man had entered this door, but Chu Ping knew clearly that when he looked at this door, there would always be an inexplicable fear that slowly rose from the bottom of his heart.
.
"This is an independent space that seems to have no end at all."
Continuing forward, the walls on both sides are covered with mottled scratches, as if they were graffiti, and they seemed to be telling something.
"Snapped--"
The loose light bulb on the roof suddenly fell and hit Chu Ping right in front of him. The broken glass flew in all directions and splashed around, reflecting the light from the flashlight like stars in the night sky.
Frowning his brows, Chu Ping shined the flashlight above his head at the exposed wires, as if he was regretting that he didn't hit anyone passing by.
Continuing to move forward, Chu Ping was extra careful. He didn't want to be hit in the head by something like this. Although it was not fatal, the pain would still make him feel very uncomfortable.
After walking forward for another five or six meters, Chu Ping suddenly stopped and shined the flashlight in his hand forward. Another red door appeared not far away.
At this time, Chu Ping already had a plan in mind.
"Another door appears. It looks like there should be a number on that door, too. It should be the number three."
According to his reasoning just now, if a door appears, it means that this door does not exist independently.
"There should be at least two more doors like this."
Although Chu Ping had the answer in his mind, he had no intention of relaxing at all. The experience during this period reminded him all the time to be vigilant at all times.
When he came to the door, to Chu Ping's surprise, there was no number "3" as he imagined on the blood-red door. Instead, it was still the number "4".
"Another 4..." Chu Ping glanced behind him curiously, as if he was looking for the door with the number "4" written on it.
It was just pitch black behind him, and when the flashlight's light shone through, only a few scattered glass shards that had just been scattered on the ground reflected the flashlight's light.
Chu Ping took another look at the blood-red door in front of him. The number "4" on it seemed to be the logo of this door.
"Did I guess wrong? All the doors here have 4 written on them?"
The blood-red door still made Chu Ping feel scared.
"It's better to keep moving forward. I always feel that there is some terrifying existence hidden behind the door."
Thinking of this, Chu Ping continued to move forward without hesitation.
"Snapped--"
Chu Ping was startled when a familiar voice reached his ears. Then he shined the flashlight and saw only pieces of broken glass scattered in front of him.
Chu Ping was confused, and then he shined the flashlight above his head. The exposed wires seemed to be laughing at him, trembling continuously.
"Why... why are the light bulbs here so weak?"
Although Chu Ping was confused, he didn't think much about it and continued to walk forward. After only taking a few steps, he stopped because a blood-red door appeared in front of him. Let him
What's even more surprising is that there is a "4" written on the door. "Another door with a 4 written on it."
Frowning, he turned to look at the light bulb that had just fallen to the ground, and then looked at the blood-red door in front of him. Chu Ping vaguely guessed something.
"Ghost hits the wall?"
Chu Ping took a breath of cold air. He was a little confused now. After all, this was the first time he encountered this situation.
"Maybe it's a coincidence. Let's take a closer look."
Chu Ping continued to move forward. His heart no longer had the peace it had before. He didn't want to just keep spinning around here.
"Snapped--"
The light bulb fell from above and smashed in front of Chu Ping. The exposed wires above his head seemed to mock the lost man.
Chu Ping quickened his pace and continued to move forward. As he expected, after taking a few steps, he saw a blood-red door appearing there. The number "4" on it looked so dazzling at this time.
"Do you have to let me in through this door?"
Chu Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, and now it seemed that there was only one way to choose in front of him, which was to push open the bloody door with the number "4" written on it.
He raised his hand and put it on the door, while the other hand tightly grasped the old-fashioned mobile phone in his pocket. As long as there was something slightly abnormal inside, Chu Ping would summon Qi Ming immediately.
The blood door was not as heavy as Chu Ping imagined, and with just a slight push, the closed door opened a gap.
"No danger?"
Chu Ping was a little unsure. After all, in his heart, after he opened the door, he had to have some other reaction.
"There's no blood mist, hair or anything like that."
Chu Ping took a flashlight and shined it inside. The crack in the door was not big, but after the light shone through, he could vaguely see something shaking back and forth inside.
"Is there anyone inside?"
Chu Ping was surprised that he never thought that there would be anyone in the room behind the door.
"Is it Old Xie Tou and that Dalang?"
Chu Ping thought of the two people who ran into the darkness first.
"Creak——"
The door opened wide, and Chu Ping stepped in. The room was as dark as ink, and the light of the flashlight was like a beacon guiding the way forward, which was very obvious.
Looking by the light of the flashlight, there were indeed people in the room behind the bloody door, but the number of people didn't seem to be as small as Chu Ping had just seen outside through the crack in the door.
"Why are there so many people!" Chu Ping's eyes widened. With the light of the flashlight, Chu Ping counted them carefully, "Twelve people! There are actually twelve people here!"
The twelve people in the room were wearing hospital gowns, their eyes were lifeless, like walking zombies who had lost their souls, just standing in the room stupidly.
Perhaps because he had been in darkness for a long time, when the light from the flashlight in Chu Ping's hand shone in, the people inside actually reacted.
Twelve pairs of eyes looked at Chu Ping in unison. The eyes like those of a dead person caused inexplicable fear in people's hearts.
Chu Ping was also startled when he was looked at by the people wearing hospital gowns in the room, and then he turned off the flashlight, plunging the room into darkness.
In the darkness, Chu Ping groped backwards based on his memory, trying to find the direction of the door and then leave from here. After all, there was something abnormal about this room.
When Chu Ping took five or six steps back, he froze there because he discovered a problem, that is, when he just came in, he had never walked so many steps.
"The room has changed! The door is gone!"
Chu Ping turned around and suddenly turned on the flashlight. He wanted to use the light of the flashlight to find the location of the door.
But as soon as the flashlight was turned on, Chu Ping saw a sickly face appearing in front of him.
"ah!"
Chu Ping was startled by the sudden appearance of the face and almost dropped the flashlight to the ground.
"Who are you!?"
Chu Ping stepped back continuously, keeping distance from the person who suddenly appeared.
"I only saw him after I turned around just now. In other words, this person should be hiding behind me. What does he want to do?"
Chu Ping narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the other party warily.
Only then did Chu Ping finally see the other party's appearance clearly.
The hospital gown on that man looked a bit old, his hair was disheveled, his face was bloodless, and he looked sick. The only thing that was different from the others was his eyes.
Chu Ping could see madness, rationality and excitement in his eyes.
"Crazy and rationality can appear in the eyes of the same person. What does the excitement in his eyes mean?"
Chu Ping subconsciously took the flashlight and shined it on the other person again, only to find that the person who suddenly appeared seemed to be looking at him too.
"Is it because of me?"
When Chu Ping thought of this, his whole body trembled, as if he had met a perverted little girl.
"who are you?"
Chu Ping was not sure whether he could communicate with the other party, but in this situation, he could only give it a try.
"Shh-"
The man made a silent gesture and took a step forward at the same time, as if he wanted to get closer to Chu Ping. But when the other person took a step, Chu Ping took another step back, completely maintaining a certain distance with the other person.
distance.
"Keep your voice down, turn off the flashlight," the man saw that Chu Ping seemed to be deliberately keeping a distance from him, so he did not move forward, but lowered his voice, "Don't disturb them."
The man pointed behind Chu Ping.
Chu Ping did not look back because he understood what the man was referring to.
"Don't disturb the twelve people behind you? Are they sleeping?"
Chu Ping nodded slightly, but did not turn off the flashlight. After all, in the dark, he was always at a disadvantage. If he turned off the only light, then if the other party really attacked him, Chu Ping would really be prepared.
nothing.
"My name is Jia Yi, and I am responsible for watching over them here."
"Watch them?"
Chu Ping was a little confused. According to what the bald man said just now, there is no freight elevator on the second floor of the city center hospital. Moreover, Chu Ping had been walking towards this place just now. He could feel how far this room was from the elevator. If this place was really
If it is a city center hospital, it will definitely be a large space.
So Chu Ping also suspected that this place should be another space created by some weird existence.
"They are all patients. Didn't you see the hospital gowns on them? They were sick and were sent here by the doctor, and I am responsible for watching over them. The purpose is to prevent them from running out."
When the man named Jia Yi mentioned taking care of the twelve patients, Chu Ping could clearly see a trace of disgust in his eyes.
"What exactly is this place?" This is something Chu Ping has never understood.
"Here I call it the second layer that doesn't exist."
Look, I have an agreement with the ghost, just remember the domain name:
