When Shen Bing just walked out of the door, the man just climbed up from the ground. He crawled very hard. He covered his chest with one hand and supported the ground with the other. He finally stood up from a squat when a pair of legs suddenly appeared in front of him.
He slowly raised his head and met Shen Bing's lowered eyes.
In just a moment, he squatted down and immediately fell back down.
Half of it is passive and half of it is active.
Shen Bing didn't want to make too much noise, so she kicked him lightly and said coldly: "Get up."
As soon as the man listened to the order, he got up from the ground in one fell swoop. He was so fast that you couldn't imagine how he was just lying on the ground screaming in pain.
Shen Bing's expression did not change, "Go downstairs."
He walked in front, his voice was small, and there was no movement in the dark corridor. The man behind him didn't care about this. He stepped on the stairs with a muffled "thunk" sound, which shook the whole building slightly.
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Shen Bing retracted his foot that was about to stretch out. He turned around and looked at the strong man who was preparing to go down the stairs and said, "Go back."
The man's legs had already been stretched out. Shen Bing's sudden words made him tremble in fright, and he almost took his legs back.
Shen Bing stared at him, his eyes getting colder and colder, which made the man's heart tremble.
"What's wrong?" He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked cautiously.
"Keep your voice down." Shen Bing glanced at him and continued walking forward.
The man responded in a low voice, lifted one foot out, and landed lightly on the steps, fearing that the sound would be too loud and startle Shen Bing.
After going downstairs, Shen Bing stood at the top of the stairs waiting for him. The man walked down, being cautious all the way.
"How did you get in?" Shen Bing stood there with his hands in his pockets and looked at him, his silhouette looking resolute in the dim light.
The man stood at the top of the stairs and looked at the door standing there. There was a faint moonlight coming in from outside, and the moonlight was shining on most of the room.
"Comed in through the gate." The man answered knowingly.
Shen Bing frowned, "Do you know what I asked?"
The man lowered his head and said nothing.
"The key was also given to you by Miao Yanru." Shen Bing said firmly, looking at the man without blinking.
The other party's silence was regarded as acquiescence.
"What's your name?" Shen Bing asked.
This time the man was willing to speak, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Wang Wei."
"Yes." Shen Bing walked to the door, took out the key from his pocket, opened the door, and motioned to the man: "Get out."
The man went out quickly, and Shen Bing immediately closed the door as soon as he went out.
The man stood outside and hesitated for a while, followed by a burst of joy. He thought he was going to be punished, but unexpectedly he was kicked. Although it was quite painful, it was still bearable.
Shen Bing returned to the room where Miao Jian was staying. The room was a bit messy, the quilts had fallen on the floor, and the door was open. As soon as Shen Bing entered, she saw the quilt falling on the floor.
He picked up the quilt and put it down on the bed. He took off his shoes and lay directly on the bed. He smelled the faint fragrance on the quilt and his mind was in a mess.
He suffered from insomnia, and so did Miao Jian.
Miao Jian tossed and turned in bed unable to fall asleep. Finally, she lifted the quilt and sat up from the bed.
It was dark. She looked around and got up from the bed. She suddenly wanted to see what was in this room. She turned on the light, stood up and walked to other rooms.
The other rooms are different from Shen Bing's. They are just empty rooms with no furnishings, not even a wardrobe or mattress.
From the looks of it, this seems to be a new house that hasn't been decorated yet. But in such a deserted place, it doesn't matter if it's decorated, it's still not unoccupied.
Miao Jian turned around several other rooms. The lights on the second floor were all turned on and it was bright. She had not seen such bright lights and such a spacious room for a long time.
In fact, it only lasted a few days, but she felt that the days were like years.
Miao Jian touched the wall and looked at the rooms. The lights in the corner room were a little darker. She walked along the corner, and there was still a slight sound when her feet stepped on the ground. There was still a faint echo in the empty room.
Miao Jian walked forward and stepped on something vaguely, which made the soles of her feet uncomfortable. She moved her feet away and squatted down to look at the thing she was stepping on.
It's a nail, with dust on it and a little bit of red.
Miao Jian took it in her hand and looked at it again and again. There was nothing to figure out, so she threw it away. When she lowered her head, she suddenly found that there was a little color around her feet.
It's a bloody red color, no, it's a bloody red color.
Miao Jian moved her feet further and found that it was either a lump or a large piece. It was just covered by dust and could not be seen clearly.
Miao Jian spread the dust with her hands, and the scarlet color became much brighter. Miao Jian's pupils suddenly opened wider. She thought it was paint. After the decoration, there was paint left on the ground accidentally or accidentally.
, but she found that it wasn’t——
It was an obvious and bright blood stain, but it was covered in dust and a little chaotic, making it impossible to see the true nature of the blood stain.
Miao Jian was so frightened that she took a step back. She fell backwards and sat down on the ground. Suddenly she raised her head and found that there were blood stains even on the corner of the wall, which was more obvious than the ones on the ground.
It seemed that it was sprayed on, and the blood stains were stained a little here and there on the low wall. The whole thing looked like an abstract and flamboyant blood plum painting.
Miao Jian stared at the wall with her eyes open, and her heart was beating "dong-dong". She could hear her own heartbeat in her ears, and in time with the heartbeat, some pictures appeared in her mind.
The unknown man was pressed to the ground, and a man with a hammer inserted a sharp nail into his body. Hot blood flowed out from it and flowed all over the floor...
Miao Jian's scalp was numb. She almost crawled out of the room. She was trembling so much that her shoes were gone. She shrank into the bed with her bare feet, her body was shaking crazily and she was sweating profusely.
A lot of it came out.
Unimaginable images kept flooding into her mind. She held her head and kept praying not to think about it, not to think about it, not to think about it at all.
But her brain was out of control, and those bloody scenes kept pushing into her mind. Miao Jian covered her head with the quilt and gasped for air.
The fear from the bottom of my heart, the blood stains in my mind.
Really out of breath, Miao Jian had to let a little air out from a small hole in the quilt for her to breathe.
But it was useless. An overwhelming fear enveloped her. Surrounded by the lonely ghosts of the complaining house, Miao Jian seemed to hear piercing wails one after another.