Seeing himself appearing on the balcony of the building dozens of meters away, San Pang immediately shuddered and said, "Four-nine, that..."
I said: "Don't ask me, I don't know either, but it must have something to do with Room 2102. The balcony opposite should be some kind of mirror-like illusion."
"Is it a hallucination?" The third fat man seemed a little regretful, and his original hope suddenly turned into nothing. This feeling was not only for him, but also for me.
But at this moment, I suddenly saw the shadow of a third person appearing on the balcony opposite!
The figure looked like a hunchbacked old woman. She appeared suddenly without any warning at all, and her behavior made me shudder.
I saw that the old woman was holding a kitchen knife usually used for cooking in her hand. She walked silently behind San Fatty on the balcony opposite, then raised the kitchen knife high, making a gesture of stabbing San Fatty's head.
Cut it up.
Because this scene was so terrifying, I almost subconsciously wanted to shout out to remind the three fat men opposite me. But as soon as the words came to my lips, I suddenly remembered something: the scene on the balcony opposite was not from our side.
Mirror illusion? If so, doesn’t it mean that the old woman who appeared on the opposite balcony is also on our side?!
Thinking of this, I immediately turned my head, and then I saw that the old woman who appeared on the balcony opposite had actually appeared behind us, and the kitchen knife in her hand was about to hit the three fat men on the head!
Subconsciously, I raised my foot and kicked away the unaware San Fatty beside me, narrowly allowing him to avoid the old woman's knife.
The fat man who had just escaped death was completely ungrateful. He raised his head and wanted to scold me. However, when he saw the old woman holding a kitchen knife in her hand, he immediately understood what had happened.
The old woman's sneak attack was destroyed, and she immediately turned her anger towards me. She turned the kitchen knife in her hand and slashed towards me. Originally, I wanted to resist, but the old woman swung it like a madman.
The kitchen knife left no room for me to fight back, so I could only quickly move to the side to avoid it.
But the space on the balcony was limited, so I was quickly forced into a corner by the old woman.
Seeing that I had no way to retreat, suddenly, I heard the sound of gunshots. The old woman was hit in the chest, and then just like the scene when she appeared, there was no sound, no sound.
The traces disappeared before my eyes, and what came into my sight instead was the fat man who was still holding a smoking pistol.
I took a deep breath, suppressed the anxiety in my heart, and then said "thank you" to the third fat man.
He smiled at me and then stretched out his hand to pull me up.
"I really want to thank you. If it weren't for you, I would have been split in two just now. By the way, what do you think that old woman was just now?"
I recalled it for a while, and then said: "That old woman looks familiar, she seems to be the old woman we saw on the wall cabinet!"
"It's true!" After I reminded her, the third fat man also widened his eyes and said, "So is the old woman's ghost just now? Then didn't I just deal with her? Can we leave now?
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After that, the third fat man walked back to the living room excitedly.
However, I am not as optimistic as he is. Judging from the situation so far, I always feel that things will not end so simply. When we were in the stairwell, the third fat man once shot He Hao's ghost, but he didn't
It has no effect. Even He Hao, who was summoned by the room to stop us, is resistant to supernatural bullets. Then the old lady who may have caused this room to become a haunted house is even less likely to be shot by the three fat men.
The supernatural bullet is the solution.
Sure enough, after I entered the living room and walked to the entrance, I saw the three fat men beating the door of the house as if to vent their anger.
I asked: "Still can't open it?"
The third fat man turned his head a little decadently, looked at me and said: "Sijiu, I finally figured it out. This room is basically playing tricks on us. It first lets us see the people on the balcony, making us think we can find someone."
We asked for help, and then an old woman who looked like the owner of the house came to attack us. It would be fine if she killed us. Even if she didn't succeed, she could let us experience the feeling of failed hope again."
"Now that you have figured it out, you should cheer up. We will definitely find a way to escape!" I tried to encourage the third fat man.
"Yes." The third fat man gave me a weak smile, "Even if we can't find a way out, people outside will notice that we are missing."
"Is that really true?"
Suddenly, the three fat men and I suddenly heard this sentence.
I saw the third fat man looking at me with surprised eyes, and quickly shook his head at him, indicating that what he just said was not mine.
At this time, another voice with a completely different voice sounded again: "You will all die here!"
This time the third fat man and I heard clearly that the sound just now came from the living room, so he and I rushed into the living room. The third fat man still had a gun in his hand, ready to shoot at any time.
As soon as we arrived in the living room, Sanpang and I found the source of the sound just now, but none of us thought that the sound was neither a human nor a ghost, but a TV set in the living room. To be precise,
It is this television that speaks to us through the voices of the actors in the different TV series it plays.
Seeing that the TV was on, the third fat man's first reaction was to touch the light switch on the wall, but found that the light still could not be turned on. This meant that there was still no electricity in the room, but the TV was
It was opened without electricity!
"Stop trying, you damn fat man!"
"You will all die here!"
"No one can leave!"
"die!"
"die!"
"die!"
This TV is like someone switching channels with a remote control, constantly switching the pictures on the TV, and the characters on the TV are also shouting out their lines in a timely manner during the switching. When combined, it sounds like this
It's like the room is threatening us with death through the mouths of actors on TV.
And its threat obviously worked. The irritated Fatty Three jumped over and reached out to turn off the TV. However, he found that the TV switch did not work at all. He unplugged the TV wire and the TV also stopped working.
The screen is still playing.
Finally, the fat man couldn't bear it anymore, so he took out his pistol again and fired several times at the TV. He didn't stop until the magazine was empty. By this time, the screen of the TV had already been smashed.
He couldn't make any sound either.
Seeing Fatty Three changing the magazine, I suddenly realized something. I reached out and grabbed him and said, "Fat Fatty Three! How many supernatural bullets do you have left?"
Hearing my question, the third fat man probably suddenly realized something. He quickly checked his backpack, and finally took out a magazine from it and said: "Four-nine, this is the only one I have left. What about you?"
I took out my pistol, shook my head at him and said, "I only have this one magazine in the gun. Don't waste any more bullets. I was watching the TV just now to anger you and make you waste it."
For bullets!”
"What the hell is going on with this house? It almost seems to have its own intelligence?"
"Leave this house alone, please calm down. The supernatural bullets we have now are the last weapons we have to deal with ghosts. If we want to leave here, or persist until rescue arrives, we must use them sparingly.
!”
"Yes, yes..."
At this time, I suddenly noticed that the fat man's eyes were fixed on the wall behind the TV, so I also walked over and looked in the direction where the fat man was looking.
As a result, I saw that what the third fat man was looking at was actually a bullet hole in the wall caused by the bullet he had just fired.
What made the Third Fatty and I couldn't help but gasp was that inside the bullet hole, the two of us actually saw a stream of bright red liquid flowing out of the bullet hole like a waterfall.
I couldn't help but touch the liquid, then put it to my nose and smelled it.