Lin Qian crushed the note casually and looked at the mirror on the dressing table. His figure was not reflected in the mirror, only the door of the room behind him.
"A ghost mirror? It looks supernatural and ordinary."
He didn't pay attention to other things. The things in front of the dressing table were useless. He picked up the ghost mirror and the ghost cabinet, turned around and walked out of the bride's room.
Squeak.
The room was pushed open, Zhang Dong looked at the young man carrying a mirror and a red cupboard, his expression was very calm:
"Is it done?"
After hearing Zhang Dong's inquiry, Lin Qian locked the door again, walked to Zhang Dong's side with the ghost cupboard and ghost mirror, got a chair and sat down directly.
"What's done here is done, and the rest is not yet done."
Looking at the young man who was not polite at all, Zhang Dong smiled and said disapprovingly: "Then you'd better hurry up."
"I understand." Lin Qian looked at the darkness above the patio, thought for a moment, and then continued: "I'll leave these two things with you. If you meet the right person, you can give them to him. As for these two things,
Just let him study it on his own. Of course, if you want to tell him, just tell him, it doesn’t matter.”
Looking at the two supernatural objects in front of him, Zhang Dong narrowed his eyes slightly: "You are kind-hearted. If these two things are used properly, many things can be solved."
"Okay, I'll just accept this."
"Thank you very much." Lin Qian said.
"It's okay, do you have anything else to do? If not, just leave quickly, don't delay me to take care of my old age here." Zhang Dong glanced at Lin Qian, and started to drive people away.
This young man always feels uncomfortable when he stays here. He always has the illusion that he is going to be eaten, which makes him very uncomfortable.
Hearing Zhang Dong's words, Lin Qian didn't care: "Okay, then I'll go."
After saying that, Lin Qian sat up and walked towards the outside of the old house.
"If you don't want to send me off, let's go." Zhang Dongpi said with a smile.
Lin Qian just pretended that he didn't hear anything and left the old house without forgetting to close the door when he walked out.
From beginning to end, Zhang Dong did not ask Lin Qian what the situation was like at that time, nor what his specific purpose was, nor what Lin Qian's name was.
Lin Qian had no intention of saying anything, and the two reached a tacit understanding.
Don’t talk too much in just a few sentences, just talk in a simple way and talk deeply...
"Interesting little guy."
Zhang Dong looked at the ghost cupboard and ghost mirror at his feet. The coldness lingering on them was very ominous. He smiled and carried the two items into the back room.
The two chairs placed under the eaves returned to the hall by themselves, and everything seemed so harmonious.
Outside the old house.
In the dark alley, Lin Qian opened an old notebook and looked at the contents. The illusory ghost cabinet next to it moved with Lin Qian.
"The bus will arrive here in a day. I don't have time to wait, so I have to go through this supernatural place and wait at the next stop of the bus."
Lin Qian put the notebook away, and the illusory ghost cupboard disappeared. Lin Qian was already used to it. The ghost cupboard was originally so weird.
Walking towards the end of the path, Lin Qian disappeared into the darkness. The swaying woods and the branches with claws and teeth looked particularly strange.
In an old corridor, several people wearing college uniforms from the Republic of China period were running quickly towards the stairs. In the dark corridor, footsteps and breathing could be heard in the air.
Several people ran forward with frightened expressions, and some even looked back behind them from time to time. When they saw something in the darkness behind them, the panic on their faces became even more intense.
The sound of people rushing downstairs was heard, and the "people" in the darkness followed them unhurriedly.
"What the hell is this! Cheng Yu, didn't you say there are no ghosts in this world? Is it all feudal superstition? What is the thing behind you?"
"You ask me, how do I know? When the teacher taught us, he clearly said that there are no ghosts, but this is obviously not the case now."
On the way downstairs, a girl broke down and questioned the boy running in front. The boy also looked broken, and he even felt a little desperate.
"You guys, you still have the leisure to ask questions here. Zhao Ying, do you think those dead classmates can come back to life after you have asked the answer?"
"No, that's impossible. They're already dead. It's all because of us. We have nothing to do with their deaths."
"If we hadn't insisted on entering this old building, they wouldn't have died, but they are already dead, very dead. All we can do now is to survive and get out alive, because that's the only way,
Their deaths will not become meaningless."
"So do you understand what you have to do now?"
A boy wearing glasses running among a few people panted and yelled.
After hearing his words, a glimmer of hope arose in the hearts of the other people. The boy's words seemed to have some magic power, making them less tired.
"So now we should unite as one and escape together, and then report to the organization and let the organization avenge the dead classmates!" One of the short girls said with an indignant look.
"No, what I mean is that someone needs to stay to stop the aftermath. If no one stays to hold that ghost thing back, we will all die sooner or later!" The face of the man with glasses became a little ferocious, and he said: "The horror of that thing,
Everyone knows in their hearts that we have no way to deal with it. The only way to survive now is to escape from here, but our speed is not as fast as its speed."
"I believe you all know this. If no one stops it, sooner or later we will be caught up and killed."
As he said these words, everyone's expressions changed. One of the boys started scolding him directly: "Li Qian, do you know what you are talking about? Are you crazy? You even said such a thing."
Even if you can say it, you are still not a human being!"
The boy's roar echoed in the noisy corridor, but after a while, no one echoed him. The boy looked at the others in surprise.
Their silent attitudes, without exception, indicated one thing: they were tempted by the bespectacled man's proposal, and for a moment the boy looked indignant.
"you!"
But before he finished speaking, he felt his head was suddenly hit by something, and the world began to spin. Because of the sudden attack, his steps were unstable and he fell directly into the stairs.
The person in front seemed to have expected it and hurriedly dodged. The person behind him stepped directly over the boy. The man with glasses threw the brick in his hand on the boy's head with an expressionless face.
He didn't say a word, and quickly followed the others downstairs, shooting the first bird, and whoever objected would feed the ghost first.
The human heart is like this, so vicious in the face of death.
Hot blood flowed from the boy's hair and flowed in the dark stairs. The boy endured the concreteness and dizziness in his head and tried to struggle to get up.
But after several attempts, he failed. The waves of drowsiness in front of him made him unable to determine whether his hands and feet were moving.
The footsteps in his ears were fading away, and soon disappeared from his mind, replaced by a new one.
It was very low and dull, as if something was hitting the ground.
He was breathing heavily, and he was full of confusion. He couldn't figure out why his usually amiable classmates would abandon him like this, and why his roommate, who was usually very close to him, would plot against him from behind.
Why does the girl I like the most run for her life in silence? Why...
The boy tried his best to open his eyes that were covered with blood. He looked at the person walking up the stairs, a "person" with nails on his head who they released from an old suitcase.
He showed a miserable smile and asked in a low voice toward the thing that could not be called a human: "Why?"
But what responded to him was not the man's words to answer his questions, but a hand holding a nail and driving it toward his head.
"It's so heartless." The boy closed his eyes in despair.
Blood flowed towards the stairs below, the sound of skulls being pierced by nails echoed in the quiet stairs, darkness surged, and footsteps sounded again.
The "man" started to go downstairs.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the silent corridor.
downstairs.
"How could it be so fast!"
The bespectacled man listened to the sound of footsteps again above his head, and his expression changed. Not only him, but the expressions of others also became ugly.
Two of the girls were even shivering.
"What should I do? That thing is catching up with me again!" Zhao Ying looked above his head in horror.
"What else can we do? Let's continue asking people to delay. I calculated that we can leave this ghost building by going down to the seventh floor at most." The man with glasses said.
Hearing what the man with glasses said, the eyes of the others became panicked. The man with glasses glanced at the others and locked his target in an instant.
He looked at the short girl running in front with a ferocious look in his eyes.
Feeling the sight from behind, the short girl's face changed drastically: "Li Qian! What do you want to do!"
"What are we doing? Don't you know what we are doing? The reason why we are doing this now is because of your curiosity. You must open the suitcase and tell us that there is probably something related to feudal superstition in it. What's the result?"
"Those classmates who opened the box all died because of your opinions. Now you actually ask me what I want to do? What do you think I want to do?"
The man with glasses yelled angrily, and the expressions of the other people changed, but there was a look of joy in their eyes, glad that Li Qian did not choose them.
"you!"
But before she finished speaking, she felt a chill coming from her back, followed by a sharp pain. She looked at Zhao Ying in disbelief.
With a plop.
The girl passed out. Zhao Ying's lips trembled and she dropped the wooden stick in her hand. She murmured to herself: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. If not, everyone will die. I'm sorry. Besides, this is your fault.
This is not my fault, I am doing this just to survive..."
Looking at the girl who fell on the ground, Zhao Ying had a ferocious expression. In the dark corridor, the man with glasses glanced at the girl who fell on the ground and already regarded Zhao Ying as his next target.
No one paid attention to the girl lying in the corridor, and they quickly walked downstairs.
The distant footsteps and the unconscious girl illustrate the horror of the human heart.
But just when they ran to the next floor, their footsteps suddenly stopped. Zhao Ying, who was following behind them, was unable to stop the car due to the sudden stop, and was caught off guard and hit him directly.
The back of a man with glasses.
The attack from the soft flesh on his chest made the man with glasses almost fall to his knees.
The man with glasses glared at Zhao Ying and quickly adjusted his crooked glasses. He couldn't see without them. Besides, foreigners' things are very expensive.
"What's wrong? Why don't you leave?" Zhao Ying was a little scared after being glared at by the man with glasses, but even though she was afraid, she still asked.
Life and death were at stake, and they didn't have much time.
But the strange thing is that no one answered Zhao Ying's question. The boy in front looked at the stairs in front of him warily, with some uncertainty in his eyes.
In front of them was a young man in bright red clothes holding a notebook. He was going downstairs while reading the notebook in his hand.
The speed is very slow, just like ordinary people walking there.
That young man looked normal, his skin and clothes were normal, but this place was abnormal, this place was haunted, and how could a person come downstairs while reading a notebook in a place like this?
You know, they hadn't seen him before they came in.
"Is this a human or a ghost?" A boy swallowed his saliva and asked in a low voice.
"Nonsense, are there any other living people besides us in this place? Didn't you check with us when you came in?" The man with glasses cursed in a low voice.
Although the voice was very low, it could not be concealed in such a quiet place. It seemed that he was disturbed by the conversation between the two men in glasses, and the young man turned back to look at them.
"They all escaped here, so they are really lucky."
Lin Qian put away the notebook in his hand and pushed up his glasses. He had already noticed them. When he invaded here from other supernatural places, he noticed them immediately.
He saw every move they made, and he also saw the devil with nails on its head. He was a very scary guy.
"You, you are alive?!" Seeing Lin Qian speak, the man with glasses was a little shocked.
"No, it's not." Lin Qian smiled and looked at this vicious boy.
Well……
As soon as Lin Qian said this, everyone was shocked.
"Haha... Brother, don't be ridiculous, this thing is not funny at all." The man with glasses laughed dryly: "You look no different from a normal person. You can walk, jump, and talk. Just treat it as if you can talk.
Prove that you are alive."
The man with glasses looked at Lin Qian with determination. The thing behind him had been chasing them for so long without saying a word. It seemed to have no other purpose besides killing people.
The young man in front of him could not only speak, but also did not attack them as soon as he saw them. He did not believe that he was not a living person.
Hearing what the man with glasses said, Lin Qian smiled and didn't care too much: "It doesn't matter whether I am a human being or not. What matters is that there is something behind you that has been standing behind you for a long time. Haven't you noticed?"