The battery of the mobile phone was running low, and Chu Ping did not dare to take it out casually.
Chu Ping looked into the room and felt a dark thing twisting back and forth not far away, like a sack containing a living animal.
"Old Xie Tou?"
Chu Ping walked forward quickly and wanted to untie the sack.
"Uuuuuu——"
Lao Xie's mouth must have been blocked, Chu Ping only heard a "wuwuwu" sound from the sack.
"Don't be afraid, Lao Xie Tou, I'm here to save you."
While Chu Ping comforted Lao Xie's head in the sack, he began to untie the rope tied to the sack.
The sack was untied, and a man got out of it. Because something was stuffed in his mouth, he was still shouting "wuwuwu" just after he came out of the sack.
At this time, Chu Ping's brows were already knitted together.
"Why is it you? Where is old Xie Tou?"
What emerged from the sack was not an old bald man at all, but a slovenly homeless man.
The homeless man's hands and feet were tied, and a piece of rag was stuffed in his mouth. When he heard Chu Ping's question, he kept pointing behind him with both hands.
Chu Ping felt something in his heart. He turned his head and a sharp knife passed by Chu Ping's ear.
Chu Ping swung the stick in his hand and held it tightly, then smashed it behind him.
There was a "bang-" sound, as if the stick hit something.
Chu Ping looked up and saw a black figure rushing out of the door.
Chu Ping did not chase him, but untied the rope from the homeless man.
After the tramp's rope was untied, the first thing he did was run outside, screaming while running.
"Don't go there!"
Chu Ping was worried that the homeless man was in danger, so he dragged him back.
The homeless man resisted desperately and wanted to get out of here, as if something outside was attracting him.
"It's too dangerous outside! You can't go out!"
Chu Ping persuaded the homeless man earnestly, but the homeless man seemed not to understand and kept yelling "wow" and gesticulating at Chu Ping.
"A mute?"
Chu Ping understood why the homeless man had been silent.
"Is Ah Xiao outside?"
The homeless man nodded wildly, and then screamed again.
"Axiao was captured by that figure?"
The tramp still nodded.
Chu Ping suddenly discovered that he seemed to have a good way of communicating with mutes.
Chu Ping
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It calmed the homeless man's mood a little.
"Where is the man you took away? Where did he go?"
Chu Ping was worried that Lao Xie would not understand, so he gestured to him again.
The tramp seemed to have thought of something terrible, and screamed louder, with a look of horror on his face.
"What happened to Old Shatou? Why did he scare the homeless man like this?"
The homeless man wanted to hide, but when he thought that Axiao was still in danger, his eyes instantly became firm, and he didn't know where he got the strength to throw away Chu Ping's hand and rushed out of Room 201.
"Why did you run away!"
Chu Ping had no choice but to follow.
Fortunately, the homeless man ran relatively slowly, and Chu Ping did not step forward to stop him, but just kept hanging behind him.
Now the tramp is Chu Ping's only way to find Lao Xie Tou.
Passing by Room 203, Chu Ping glanced inside subconsciously, and vaguely saw a red shadow floating out of the bathroom in Room 203.
"Fuck!"
Chu Ping hurriedly withdrew his gaze, quickened his pace, and came to the homeless man's side.
He didn't bother the homeless man, but stayed by his side silently.
"Having someone with me makes me feel more at ease."
Chu Ping breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
The tramp's steps didn't stop and he continued to move forward. He seemed to know where Axiao was being taken.
The fragrance of the surrounding flowers is getting stronger and stronger, as if the whole person is in a sea of flowers.
Chu Ping didn't know where this weird floral fragrance came from, but he was sure that it was not that simple to suddenly hear this kind of floral fragrance in a building full of weirdness.
Chu Ping continued to follow the homeless man.
Now the homeless man is the only one here who has seen Axiao and Lao Xietou, and Chu Ping still hopes that the other person will lead him to find the whereabouts of Lao Xietou.
"Going upstairs?"
The homeless man reached the top of the stairs and continued walking up without stopping.
"There is a strange being on the third floor. Would you like to go and see him and ask him to help find Old Xie Tou?"
Chu Ping began to think about the boy behind the white door.
The homeless man didn't seem to know what tiredness was or what fear was. He only saw a smile in danger.
When we arrived on the third floor, the homeless man finally stopped.
"arrive?"
Chu Ping looked at the homeless man in surprise, wondering
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What is he going to do.
The strange floral fragrance still filled the air. Chu Ping felt a little weak and leaned against the wall to rest for a while.
The viscous liquid covered the whole body, and the stench of the rotting corpse mixed with the strange floral fragrance, forming an indescribable smell.
Chu Ping subconsciously held his breath.
The homeless man seemed to be unable to smell the smell at all. He just stood at the top of the stairs, looked around, seemed to have identified a place, and ran towards it.
"Room 303?"
Chu Ping stared blankly at the house number hanging on the door. He didn't know whether to open the door.
The homeless man on the side saw that Chu Ping didn't seem to want to open the door, and felt a little anxious. He kept saying "squeaking" on the side.
"Are Ah Xiao and Lao Xie Tou really inside? There are spiders inside."
Chu Ping didn't say the next words. He wanted to tell the homeless man that if the two of them were really inside, they would basically be dead.
The homeless man didn't care about this. Seeing that Chu Ping didn't open the door, the homeless man suddenly pushed Chu Ping away and started to pull the door handle violently. However, the door seemed to be locked from the inside. No matter how hard the homeless man tried, the door remained locked.
It's motionless,
The homeless man was helpless and had no choice but to pin his hopes on Chu Ping.
Chu Ping felt helpless for a while.
The black swinging stick hit the door handle hard.
The sound of metal intersecting came, and the door opened in response.
The tramp was overjoyed and rushed into the room happily.
Chu Ping also saw the scene in the room. The spider he saw before was gone. A boy was lying on the ground in the center of the room. He seemed to be unconscious.
When the homeless man saw the boy on the ground, he recognized him at a glance. It was Axiao.
"Ah, ah, ah──"
The homeless man was moved to tears.
Chu Ping did not relax his vigilance, because there was still one missing person here.
The black figure suddenly rushed out and slammed into Chu Ping's chest.
Chu Ping stumbled and fell directly to the ground.
The black shadow rode on Chu Ping, and the sharp knife in his hand was already pressed against Chu Ping's neck.
The cold touch, like an electric shock, quickly spread throughout the body.
"Old Xietou!"
Chu Ping couldn't believe his eyes. The man riding on him and holding a knife to his neck turned out to be Lao Xie Tou.
