The screams stopped abruptly, and Wang Jin looked at a man and two heads with two heads and two heads. He was in a good mood.
The Qing officials couldn't break their housework, and Wang Jin didn't understand the three relationships.
He doesn't need to understand.
Although Zhang Dalong was a mixed, he was cheating everywhere, but he was willing to help himself, so now he can stand here and stand here.
Wang Mengde and Qin Xue, their heads are just because they don't want to go with Wang Jin.
In Wang Jin's eyes, there are only two residents in this community.
Either join, or break.
What just want to accompany Xiaoxue, Wang Jin didn't want to believe in their ghost words.
One more neutral resident is an unstable factor.
What Wang Jin wants to do now is to eliminate instability while expanding the forces.
Zhang Dalong looked at the two heads, and his expression was a bit complicated, but it was more happy.
The expression on Qin Xue and Wang Mengde's face is also very complicated, and there are regrets and resentment.
But Wang Jin didn't care about this at all. He cared for another thing.
The residents here are the products of doctors' experiments. Although they also have the ability to heal, they are not very strong.
However, if the wounds are in contact with each other, they can still heal barely.
However, now in this broken situation, they can only heal extremely slowly when they are not dead.
"Hmm ... not too stable."
Wang Jin looked closely, and then frowned.
Their heads and their bodies seem to be linking with some links. Wang Jin looked at it carefully. It was a suture for root surgery.
At this moment, Zhang Dalong and Qin Xue's headless bodies are attracted by this silk thread.
Wang Mengde has only a head, but it is completely arguing for Zhang Dalong, but there is no problem.
But Qin Xue's body seemed to be crawling slowly in the direction of the head.
As long as there is enough time, it will still heal together.
"Oh, right."
Wang Jin suddenly thought of something, and then asked Azhu to bring the half -cut child over.
The child pressed a few fingerprints, and Qin Xue's headless body quickly covered a layer of frost, no longer moving.
"It's convenient."
Renard looked at the half -child with a smile, and seemed to forget that he had just been frozen to death.
"Let's go, we should try to knock on the door now."
Renard nodded, removed the bandage on his arm, and used the cloth strip to bring his hair backwards and tied it into a small braid.
The blue eyes are shining under the night sky. As long as you don't speak the Northeast dialect, it is quite a bit like foreign entrepreneurs.
"call."
Wang Jin accidentally splashed the blood on his hand, then sorted out the collar, and slightly adjusted the position of the ghost hit the wall vest, making it look not so obvious.
Hands were slightly shook, and the fruit knife was hidden in the sleeve by Wang Jin.
Wang Jin's face showed a gentle and kind smile, which seemed so attractive.
Next, I will start flickering.
Zhang Dalong froze, covering the big wound on the shoulder with clothes, and then touched his bald head.
He really couldn't help it, no matter how camouflage looks like it is.
The three stepped together and walked into the unit door of Building 41.
"Brother Wang, there are twenty -three floors in Building 41, but there are only four households."
What Zhang Dalong said is also a gangster that has been hitting in the society for many years. At this moment, he took the initiative to introduce the situation.
"In addition to our family and Wang Mengde who live on the first floor, there is also the girl who jumped from the top floor, a young man who lives on the sixth floor, and a single mother on the 13th floor."
"Um..."
Wang Jin nodded and then began to think.
There are twenty-three floors, but there are only four households.
But the lights on Building 1 are far more than that.
He made a rough estimate and found that there were at least ten lights.
What’s even more strange is that none of the floors Zhang Dalong mentioned have lights on.
"The lights are not turned on when people are inhabited, but the lights are turned on when no one is inhabited? What is this rule?"
Leonard seemed to have noticed this, patting Zhang Dalong on the shoulder and asked.
"Ahem, brother, you don't know something."
Zhang Dalong's expression changed instantly, then he lowered his voice and spoke slowly.
"Those rooms with the lights on are not like us."
"I don't have much education, so I can't explain this clearly."
Zhang Dalong scratched his head, smiled sheepishly, then frowned and spoke.
"No one has ever lived in those houses, but there are always cries, laughter, and even the sound of playing mahjong in the middle of the night."
"It's like, they're not dead."
"As a half-dead person, it may be a little strange to say this."
"But my intuition tells me that if I walk in, I will really die, and I will completely burp."
Zhang Dalong shrank his neck, as if saying this would make him feel scared.
"When did this start?"
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and then said.
"It's been happening since I first started living here, but I don't really like visiting each other, so I only heard people talk about it after I became like this."
"When doctors lived here, they didn't dare to enter those houses easily."
As if he was afraid that Wang Jin would die, Zhang Dalong quickly added.
"That's it."
Wang Jin nodded, and then looked away from the lights.
If you look at them for a long time, you will find that these lights seem to have an inexplicable attraction, and people can't help but step into them.
Because they look warm, harmless, and misleading.
It's as if this lamp is lighting the way home for you, giving you a feeling of home.
But it is these lights that make Wang Jin's inspiration jump wildly.
"It's true, you'll die if you go in."
Wang Jin frowned and decided to stay away from these brightly lit rooms.
He is not here to seek death, and he should try to avoid things that can be avoided.
"Then why don't you turn on the lights?"
Wang Jin suddenly thought of this, and then turned to look at Zhang Dalong.
"After turning on the lights, sounds that don't belong to me will gradually appear in the room."
Zhang Dalong said slowly, then raised a hand.
There are only three fingers on his left hand. The little finger and ring finger are missing. The incision is smooth and clean, as if it was born this way.
"People will gradually become confused when in the light. I turned off the light at the last moment, but for some unknown reason, I still lost two fingers."
Zhang Dalong paused and then said.
"I had become like this, but my fingers still hadn't grown back."
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.
This light can even affect Kaitan's self-healing ability, causing irreversible and permanent damage.
Extreme danger.
Wang Jin didn't even dare to let lunatics or black men go in to find out.