Baili Xin observed these players silently.
Their movements were very swift. With a tug of their hands and waists, the human head was reluctantly pulled off the handle and thrown into the bucket.
Bright red blood immediately dripped down the apple and fell to the ground.
The amount of blood was not large. Not long after it fell to the ground, it was quickly absorbed by the earth and disappeared without a trace.
Not long after a head was picked, new fruits quickly grew on the branches. These small fleshy balls, only the size of a fist, beat rhythmically like a heart.
The players opened their eyes one by one, but they did not blink. Because their eyes were overly tired, they were already covered with red bloodshot. But despite being so tired, they still had sweet smiles on their lips.
Baili Xin wanted to walk out from behind the tree, but was grabbed by Dijia.
He turned his head and saw Dijia shaking his head at him.
The bucket was not very big and could only hold six or seven heads. The players moved quickly and picked a bucket of apples in just over ten minutes.
They seemed to have lost some instructions and stood there in a daze.
When the last group of players finished picking apples, the players began to line up in a very orderly column and move in one direction.
Baili Xin and Dijia looked at each other, and when the players were almost the same distance away, they followed them silently.
Carrying the heavy loads of fruits, they returned step by step along the same route.
In the silent night, Baili Xin could only hear the footsteps of the players in front of him.
As the building in front of him got closer, Baili Xin noticed something unusual.
The place we return to should be the Red Apple House.
The building that appeared in front of him, although approximately at the location of the Red Apple House, was not that building.
A courtyard entangled by dark vines appeared before him.
The fog began to spread around. Baili Xin turned around and looked back to where he came from. The fog was thick behind him, and the apple orchard had long disappeared in the fog that appeared at an unknown time.
The players in front suddenly quickened their pace.
Baili Xin just followed them vaguely at first, and now the players at the back can only vaguely see his blurry figure.
Baili Xin grabbed Dijia beside him and subconsciously quickened his pace.
The fog is getting thicker and thicker.
Baili Xin followed them for a while and finally saw the players stop.
He looked carefully and could vaguely make out a large iron gate in the thick fog.
The big iron gate was covered with rust. Above the gate, two rusty black metal crows stood facing each other.
Then, Baili Xin heard someone knocking on the locked door.
Soon, in the pitch-black fog, Baili Xin heard heavy footsteps coming from behind the iron gate, accompanied by bursts of coughing.
The cough was very severe and continued, as if the lungs were being vomited out of the body.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Baili Xin finally saw who was coming.
He was an old man with a hunched back.
The old man, wearing a black butler's uniform, walked shakily to the front of the big iron gate with a cane, stopped, slowly raised his head, and stared at the players holding "apples" in front of him through the iron gate: "You are here again."
The old man was thin and old, his face was so thin that his bones were visible, and his eyes were deeply sunken in his eye sockets, like a skull.
He has a hooked nose, a pointed chin, and black spots on his face and body. I don’t know if they are age spots or death spots.
There was a sound of metal colliding, and then the chain wrapped around the iron door was untied.
There was a sharp "click, click" sound of the door opening, and the old man's voice wrapped in gravel rang out: "Come in."
On the way here, Baili Xin had been holding Dijia's wrist. Just when he was about to sneak in through the fog, the old man with spots on his face raised his head and glanced at the man and the ghost, and said sinisterly: "Without fruit, you can't come in, go play somewhere else."
"Please make way. Other children are coming in."
besides
Baili Xin looked back in surprise and saw several dark figures vaguely appearing in the fog behind him.
The black figure became clearer as the distance got closer, and its entire appearance gradually appeared in Baili Xin's eyes.
Some were headless ghosts, some had long tongues, and some had their necks chopped in half, with their heads hanging miserably on their necks...
Strange-looking ghosts appeared in front of the iron gate one after another, each ghost holding a head in its arms.
Can you only enter if you hold the fruit
Baili Xin looked hesitantly at the fog in which he could no longer see the road ahead.
The thick white fog muddied the dark night, and everything seemed so unreal and weird.
Even if he couldn't see it, he still remembered the way to the apple orchard. But there was something strange about this place. If he left and came back, would he still be able to find this courtyard in the thick fog
The man next to him leaned close to Baili Xin's ear and blew gently on Baili Xin's earlobe. A low sound that only the two of them could hear came into Baili Xin's ears.
"If you can't turn back, you'll be stuck in the fog forever."
The man's voice was magnetic and hoarse, with a strong smell of male hormones. His breath was very cold, and when it blew on Baili Xin's earlobe, Baili Xin felt a little hot instead.
Baili Xin's body twitched uncontrollably and he took out a card from his backpack.
A-level stealth card.
He had won this card from the fraudster Emil when he was in Punkland on the 50th floor.
Baili Xin turned over the back of the skill card and saw its skill introduction.
Stealth card, level A, can hide the body, and is not easily detected by any detection. Permanent use card, CD 30 minutes, stealth duration 5 minutes.
At the end, there is a line of small words.
The skill card has been forged, gaining additional skills: combined invisibility.
The user can make people or objects nearby invisible at the same time. Invisibility condition: the player needs to keep in contact with the invisible person or object when using it.
Baili Xin tilted his neck up, leaned over to Dijia's ear and whispered softly, "Don't leave my hand."
Unlike Dijia's cold breath, Baili Xin's breath was warm.
Dijia swallowed secretly and nodded firmly.
This time, without waiting for Baili Xin to grab him, Dijia took the lead in grabbing Baili Xin's wrist.
The delicate and soft touch immediately spread through the skin into the body, and Dijia was stunned for two seconds.
Baili Xin had been keeping a close eye on the old man, waiting for the right moment to take advantage of the situation, and did not notice anything unusual about Dijia.
Just as the old man turned around and looked at the yard shrouded in thick fog, Baili Xin instantly activated his skill card.
Ding! The invisibility card has been used successfully, and the duration is 5:00 minutes. The countdown begins below.
In the upper right corner of the screen in my mind, a countdown appeared.
Time starts to tick by at 5:00.
Baili Xin looked down at his skin. From his own point of view, his body and Dijia's body became translucent at the same time.
He stretched out his free hand and could see the grass directly through his palm.
The invisibility time was only 5 minutes. Baili Xin winked at Dijia, walked to the gate, and went in right under the old man's nose.
The old man was checking the fruits brought by the ghost when a special smell suddenly wafted under his nose.
He stretched his neck and sniffed, looking curiously at the empty space.
After just a quick glance, he turned his gaze back and continued to check the fruits of other ghosts.
Just a few seconds after Baili Xin entered, a dull bell rang.
When the ghost outside the iron gate heard the sound, his expressionless face suddenly became impatient and he began to push forward.
The originally orderly group of ghosts suddenly became crowded and restless.
As the bell rang, the old man's expression suddenly changed: "Today's reception is over, everyone go back."
The ghosts were still pushing and trampling forward. During the process, a fruit in the hand of one ghost drew an arc in the sky.
A black line that no ghost could see suddenly flew out and wrapped around the fruit. The fruit in the sky immediately fell along a strange track and suddenly disappeared into the air.
The little ghost who saw the fruit disappearing: "..."
Where is my fruit
What about the fruit
Why is it gone
Is it haunted
No, he is a ghost!
Woo woo, that was the delicious fruit he had been looking for for a long time, how come it disappeared
Two rows of almost invisible footprints appeared on the grass and blended into the last group of ghosts.
Baili Xin held a round head in his arms. It was a very young head, and judging from the face, it was only about five or six years old. The head was well-shaped, as round as a ball, and the chubby face was not only not offensive, but also looked festive, a bit like a doll in a New Year picture.
There is a small peach-shaped mane on the top of the head, and two big, sparkling, watery eyes are open, looking at the man and the ghost in front of him with great curiosity.
Baili Xin: "..."
Nowadays, after being single for a long time, even ghosts seem handsome to me.
The ghost in front still looked distraught, with empty eyes, walking aimlessly in the corridor.
Baili Xin held the fruit in one hand and pulled Dijia in the other, flexibly overtaking one ghost after another and finally catching up with the main group of players.
Compared to the ghosts who only picked one fruit, the players can really be said to be a wealthy family.
The surroundings were still shrouded in deep and strange fog, and the only thing that could be seen was the cobblestone path beneath my feet.
Baili Xin followed the player, walked through a long cobblestone path, and finally came to a huge house.
The fog is getting thicker and thicker.
Baili Xin followed the players closely, but could only see the three or four people closest to him.
In front, there was the sound of metal buckling on a wooden door.
Then the wooden door made an old creaking sound, and soon, the front moved again.
The invisibility countdown in the upper right corner has also reached the last second.
When Baili Xin was about to reach the door, a man, a ghost and a fruit appeared.
There was also an old man standing at the door.
And this old man looked exactly like the old man I saw at the gate just now.
It's just that the two people are wearing different clothes.
The old man at the gate was wearing a black tuxedo, and the old man in front of him was wearing a pure white robe.
He just opened the door and stood by it without checking anyone's things.
As I walked through the gate, the thick fog disappeared immediately and my blurred vision became clear again.
This is a very spacious house, decorated in a strong Western style, or the Renaissance style of the 17th and 18th centuries.
The first thing you see on the first floor is a huge felt carpet with complex patterns.
Above the carpet is a mahogany staircase extending upward, with one corner of the staircase extending upward to the left and right.
And those players, after entering the house, began to scatter in all directions.
Some moved to the left side of the first floor, and some moved to the right side.
Others went straight to the stairs, splitting into two directions: left and right.
Baili Xin saw Xia Chi at a glance. He was walking up the steps on the right with Emil with a dull look on his face.
The buckets he and Emile carried were the fullest, and the heavy heads inside were about to fall out as they shook their buckets.
The head on top was teetering, more than half of it about to fall out of the bucket. It was obviously terrified, its mouth open, its teeth pressing hard against the edge of the bucket.
As the iron barrel shook, the head also swayed, with an extremely ferocious and desperate expression.
Baili Xin: "..."
For a moment, I suddenly didn't know whether I should feel more sorry for Xia Chi or for these heads.
Baili Xin entered the house and went upstairs carrying the chubby baby head.
Of course, Dijia followed closely.
Baili Xin soon caught up with Xia Chi and Emil, and kindly picked up the hair of the head with teeth that were about to break, lifted it up and stuffed it back into the bucket.
During the bumpy ride, the head turned back and looked at Baili Xin with gratitude.
Baili Xin: "..."
If that lonely head hadn't had too little hair, too much dirt in the eyes, and too many bloodshot veins, Baili Xin might have really been moved.
The spaces on the left and right sides of the stairs are different.
Baili Xin followed Xia Chi and the others to the right, only to find that the corridor on the left where players were supposed to appear was empty.
Obviously, their space was misplaced again.
There are surprises everywhere in the dead space.
The fog can make you lose your way, and this mysterious building also makes you unable to relax.
If you get lost here, it would be difficult to find your way back.
This corridor was very long, with many small rooms on both sides. But Xia Chi and his friends had a clear destination, so Baili Xin and Dijia followed them quietly until they reached the end of the corridor.
Push open the door at the end and you will see a huge kitchen with everything you need.
In the kitchen, there were already several ghosts of various shapes wearing bellybands, working hard at cooking.
Baili Xin looked up silently and glanced at the meal they had cooked.
Almost vomited.
Some plates contained ears, some contained white brains covered with bloodshot, and some contained eyeballs.
Hearing someone coming, the two ghosts looked back.
Baili Xin finally saw the ghost's appearance clearly.
Thick black fog wrapped around his body, and there was only one eye on his shoe-horn-like face.
Gui just glanced at them calmly, and then shouted to Xia Chi and Emil, "Hurry up and prepare the ingredients. The guests want to eat Pearl Jade White Jade Pills."
It paused, picked up the menu at hand, and began to read.
"2 plates of Pearl Jade White Jade Pills, 4 plates of Good Luck on the Journey, 3 plates of Blossoming Fortune."
"Why are the guests eating so much tonight? Are they trying to tire themselves out?"
Baili Xin pursed her lips.
Damn, I feel some physical discomfort in my stomach.
Pearl jade should be the eyeball.
Bon voyage, Shunfengerer, that's the ear.
There are also flowers in full bloom, flowers, brain flowers...
Beautiful, what kind of name did gods come up with this
When we return to the real world, will normal people still be able to eat it
Another ghost replied: "The ghosts who came today are cannibals, so of course they eat a lot. Hurry up and finish the work as soon as possible. Then we can relax in a few days."
Baili Xin looked at Xia Chi silently, and saw that Xia Chi and Emil had already walked to the tool bench carrying iron buckets and were processing the fruits skillfully.
Baili Xin: "..."
Sometimes, memory loss is not necessarily a bad thing.
Although these fruits are not human, their heads look very similar to human heads. If they woke up halfway and realized what they had done, they would vomit out not only the overnight meal but even their intestines.
No wonder there are dark spots under the eyes of those players during the day. They are all in a state of lack of sleep and excessive fatigue.
I don't sleep during the day and have to continue working here at night.
24 hours a day, non-stop.
Even the donkeys in the production team didn't dare to do this.
Listening to the conversation between the two ghosts, this is the kitchen, and the front hall is entertaining some cannibal guests.
Baili Xin winked at Dijia, who understood and immediately pulled Baili Xin out of the kitchen.
In my arms, the chubby little head of the lucky doll yawned, its big watery black eyes narrowed, and two tears hung from the corners of its eyes, obviously it was sleepy.
Baili Xin subconsciously patted the peach-shaped hair on the little Fuwa's head.
Fuwa yawned again, closed his eyes and dozed off.
The two walked out of the kitchen and came to a corner of the stairs where there was no one and no ghost.
In this secret and dark place, Baili Xin asked, "Is this where ghosts rest?"
Dijia: "Almost. This is the Eighteen Hells Hotel, where the ghosts rest and sleep every day."
Is it a hotel
"So these fruits are passes? Only ghosts holding the fruits can enter this hotel to rest?"
Dijia: "Your brain works pretty quickly. You guessed it right. The fruit is the accommodation fee."
Baili Xin frowned slightly: "So there should be more ghosts in this house than I thought?"
Dijia: “Yeah.”
Baili Xin leaned against the wall, combing the hair of the little head in his arms from time to time. "There are many undead in the Red Apple House, and there are many here as well. But in fact, is this the real home of the undead? Are the undead in the Red Apple House trapped inside? Shouldn't this be their final destination?"
As he spoke, his brows slightly furrowed, and he quietly told Dijia the clues he had obtained, "Just now the kitchen ghost said, 'I can relax in a few days.' In a few days, does it mean 'the fourth day'? Or 'the night parade of a hundred ghosts'?"
He glanced at Dijia, and seeing that Dijia was just staring at him intently without saying anything, he continued, "It seems that this question is beyond the scope of your answer."
This time, Dijia nodded.
The world of the living became a little more carbonized, and the world of the dead gradually began to reveal its essence.
This is a hotel, and as the name suggests, a hotel is a place to rest.
Baili Xin thought of the ghosts walking like zombies at the door, each of them looking tired and exhausted.
He lowered his eyes and saw the little head in his arms sleeping soundly.
If you want to know the truth about this hotel, you have to truly explore it.
Baili stood up from the wall and said, "Let's go."
Dijia: "Where are you going?"
Baili Xin had already returned the same way and walked down the stairs. Hearing Dijia's question, he stopped, turned his head and smiled at him: "Let's get a room!"
Emperor Ga: “…”
Stimulate!
The two returned the same way and came to the first floor, just in time to see the last ghost enter the house.
Unlike the players who were heading in all directions, the destinations of these ghosts were very clear. Baili Xin consciously followed the pace of the last ghost, followed the large group and turned left and right, then walked through a long corridor and came to a square long platform.
That was a reception hall.
Ghosts have their own morals. They went through the check-in procedures in an orderly manner, holding their heads in one hand and handing over room cards in the other.
Baili Xin was observing from behind. The ghost just took out the head in his hand and showed it to the front desk, but the front desk did not take it away.
The front desk was inefficient as hell. I waited for an hour before it was Baili Xin's turn.
Baili Xin followed suit and turned his head to look at the female ghost behind the front desk.
The female ghost obviously loved beauty when she was alive. She even wore bright lipstick on her lips, which made her already pale face look even paler.
What’s even more amazing is that two bright red blushes were painted on the pale face.
The female ghost glanced at the head and handed Baili Xin a room card: "Room 201 on the 18th floor."
Baili Xin stretched out his index finger and waved it between Dijia and himself: "There are two of us, uh... ghosts. I just saw there was only one ghost in front of us, and you gave us two room cards."
The female ghost rolled her eyes at him and said, "I only recognize heads, not ghosts. There are as many rooms as there are heads. Poor ghost, you have no head, but you want to imitate ghosts and pretend to be rich?"
Baili Xin: "..."
Those who suffer from drought will die of drought, and those who suffer from floods will die of floods.
Baili Xin struggled for a moment: "Is this a double bed or a standard room?"
The female ghost was getting a little impatient: "I don't know, go and see for yourself. Hurry up, there are people waiting behind."
Baili Xin: "... We are the last wave of guests."
When the female ghost heard this, her head suddenly stretched out from the front desk like a rubber and poked out.
Two seconds later, the head retracted: "You really are the only ones left."
She knocked on the front desk awkwardly, looked at Baili Xin, then looked at Dijia behind him, and then extended her dry palm to Baili Xin.
The tip of her slender fingers was painted with bright red nail polish. "Give me the card. I understand."
Baili Xin smiled.
Although the service quality was a bit poor, fortunately this female ghost was smart and knew what I meant as soon as I hinted at her.
The ghost girl changed a card and handed it back to Baili Xin: "18th floor, 321. I promise you will be satisfied. Okay, hurry up. There is only one elevator left. I have to get off work."
People have been working for 24 hours, why do you guys still want to go off work
Dijia took the card from Bailixin and shook it at him, "Let's go."
As he spoke, he had already taken two steps forward.
Baili Xin did not waste any more time and took two quick steps to follow Dijia.
It was obvious that Dijia had been here before. He quickly found the elevator and pressed the button at the last moment before the elevator closed.
The elevator, which was already closed with only a crack left, slowly opened again.
There were already more than a dozen ghosts standing inside.
Some were lying on the top of the elevator, some were crushed into a pulp...
Seeing someone coming in, the ghosts even consciously moved away to make some space for them.
But it's just a little bit of space.
Dijia frowned and said, "Go in, this is the last elevator."
Baili Xin has already stepped in: "Okay."
In the elevator, ghosts were next to each other.
Baili Xin was pushed to the edge, with Dijia clinging closely to him behind him.
Although it was crowded, the surroundings did not feel stuffy but rather cold because there were ghosts everywhere.
In order to avoid crushing the little head in his arms, Baili Xin could only put one hand against the elevator wall to create a small space for Fuwa's little head.
The little head in my arms is still sleeping soundly.
The elevator slowly rose. Baili Xin looked at the numbers on the elevator and found that the elevator was actually moving downwards.
-1st floor, -2nd floor...
The numbers jumped one by one, very slowly.
18th Prison Hotel, 18th floor, could it be the 18th level of hell
Just as Baili Xin was thinking, a pair of cold hands vaguely touched his waist.
The palms were broad and hard, and even through the sweater, Baili Xin could feel the coldness of the other person.
Baili Xin looked back and saw Dijia looking ahead very seriously.
He didn't look at himself, but his broad body wrapped him in the corner of the elevator, isolating him from the ghosts behind Dijia.
Just as Baili Xin was about to look away, his sight passed by and met the three eyes floating in the air.
Only a head was left of the ghost, with huge ostrich-like eyes embedded in its face and another upright eye on its forehead.
She looked at him with her eyes raised up, and her originally black pupils suddenly turned red.
A sense of strangeness flashed through Baili Xin's mind, and an instinctive sense of vigilance immediately arose in his heart.
He retracted his gaze and lowered his head slightly, but the corner of his eyes fell on the metallic inner wall of the elevator, and he observed the movements of the ghosts behind him through the reflective inner wall.
Soon, he realized that his vigilance was not without reason.
The three-eyed ghost raised its nose and sniffed the air. A sinister voice came out of its mouth: "Human, there seems to be a human smell in the elevator."
The originally quiet and peaceful room suddenly became restless because of the three-eyed ghost's words.
"Humans? Why are humans here?"
"Are they real humans, not those fruits used as meal replacements? Does that mean we can eat fresh human flesh?"
“Why didn’t I smell it?”
"I thought I heard a heartbeat."
"Do you smell it or not? I don't have a nose, don't bully me."
In the narrow elevator, the ghost's movements and sounds became louder and louder.
Baili Xin held his breath and his expression became serious.
If he were outside, he would be confident enough to subdue these ghosts.
But this is an elevator, where it is easy for people to get trampled or fall from a building. Who can guarantee that elevators are absolutely safe in the world of ghosts
Baili Xin glanced at the number on the upper right corner of the elevator. The elevator was about to land on the -7th floor.
Just as the ghost was getting restless, the cold hands quietly lifted up Baili Xin's loose sweater and reached in.
The warm skin was suddenly covered by coldness, and Baili Xin shivered involuntarily.
The hands invaded easily, passed over the tight waist and abdomen, and fell on the chest. The broad palms opened, and the cold touch covered the chest.
Baili Xin held his breath and his body spasmed even more uncontrollably.
His brows were slightly furrowed, and beneath his expression of trying hard to hold back a deep breath, his thick black eyelashes were trembling with fear.
Baili Xin lowered her head and bit her lip secretly. She pressed her palms against the elevator wall and stretched them out, her five fingers turning white due to the excessive force.
The cold body approached again, wrapping Baili Xin's entire body.
Dijia's low voice with a hint of forbearance came into his ears: "Don't think too much, I will cover your heart. And don't move, in my arms, your breath will be completely hidden."
Diga's fingertips moved slightly, whether intentionally or unintentionally, and his hard fingertips scratched the sensual honey color.
Baili Xin frowned and bit his lips even harder.
The cold big hand that was supporting his waist and abdomen slowly withdrew and moved along the sweater to Baili Xin's mouth.
A bony index finger peeled away Baili Xin's teeth that were biting his lips, and instead, a large palm covered his nose and mouth.
Although he covered his nose, Dijia left space for Baili Xin to breathe normally.
He also considerately moved his ring finger inside so that Baili Xin could bite his ring finger instead of his lips to relieve the pressure.
In my ears, the restless sounds of the ghosts gradually quieted down.
"There was no heartbeat at all."
"Eh, it seems that there isn't any. I just heard it wrong."
"I don't smell any living people either."
"Neither did I. I must have been craving meat so much that I was hallucinating."
"Today's food includes eyeballs and the like. Even though we can't eat living people, it's not bad to eat them. The taste is almost exactly the same. I like eating eyeballs the most. They are crunchy and delicious."
The topic gradually shifted, Baili Xin's eyelashes fluttered, and Dijia still maintained that posture.
Baili Xin looked up at the elevator display and saw that it had reached the -10th floor. There were only 8 floors left. If he held on a little longer, he would reach the destination.
Just as I held my breath, the light above my head suddenly flickered and flickered a few times.
Before the ghosts could react, the lights above their heads suddenly went out.
But after all, everyone was a ghost who had seen the world and was not afraid of the dark. No one reacted and they continued to discuss tonight's main course in the dark.
"To say it's crunchy, we also have to say 'bon voyage'. Each piece has small crispy bones and no fat, so it tastes really crunchy."
During the discussion, the lights above our heads flickered on and off for a few seconds before slowly returning to brightness.
Baili Xin was lowering his head. As the lights came back on, he also regained his sight.
The moment he could see, three blood-red eyes suddenly appeared in his sight.
The ghost with only three eyes sneaked under his nose when the lights were turned off.
Baili Xin's pupils shrank.
But it only shrank a little.
The three-eyed ghost with blood-red eyes stared at Baili Xin for a few seconds before tilting his head in confusion, and his red eyes turned completely black.
The elevator slowly stopped.
Baili Xin looked at the words on the elevator, it was -14th floor.
Several ghosts rushed forward and left the elevator in unison.
As the elevator closed again, the space became much more spacious.
But the three-eyed ghost was still there, and it was the only one left.
Dijia had no intention of letting Baili Xin go. Behind Baili Xin's back, the man turned around and looked coldly at the three-eyed ghost. His normal pupils had turned pure black without whites, and the black energy on his body began to gather ferociously.
The three-eyed ghost that was jumping just now suddenly lost all its arrogance. It shivered and huddled in the corner of the elevator, burying its head inside the elevator, curling up into a ball, its body trembling uncontrollably.
very scary.
This turned out to be an evil ghost.
This evil ghost is so scary.
Dijia sneered silently, turned his head silently, and looked down at the slightly thin and tall young man in front of him.
The young man arched his body slightly in order to protect the little head of the Fuwa on his chest.
He lowered his forehead, and in the reflection of the metal wall, he could easily see the young man's fluttering eyelashes and misty eyes.
The ends of the young man's eyebrows were tinged with brilliance, and I could even feel his soft lips with my ring finger.
There was still no trace of white in Dijia's eyes. He just stared at the young man quietly, as if he was the whole world.
Seeing the young man about to raise his head, Dijia leaned over, pressed his lips tightly against the young man's earlobe, and murmured like an evil ghost: "Shh, don't move. The three-eyed ghost is still there. Its eyes can see through any disguise. Once you leave my protection circle, it will find you."
Baili Xin: "..."
I don't know how much time passed before the elevator stopped again.
But no ghost got out.
Dijia's voice came to my ears again: "It's only the 16th floor now, not our floor. I'll take you down when we get there."
His hands were tightly holding the young man's chest.
The violent and fiery heartbeat was like a series of heavy hammers, hitting the evil ghost again and again, quickly, fiercely and accurately nailing into the depths of Dijia's soul.
Dijia felt the young man's warm and increasingly rapid heartbeat, and his soul was also shouting again and again.
The dark shadow reflected in the elevator danced wildly in this strong heartbeat.
The elevator opens again.
Dijia withdrew his hands regretfully and pulled Baili Xin, whose legs were shaking, out.
Baili Xin was planning to take a look into the elevator, but before he could do so, he was grabbed by Dijia and strode away.
The elevator door slowly closed, and the trembling three-eyed ghost was at a loss.
The last elevator is a one-way trip!
It should be on the 16th floor, but now the elevator is out of service and the door is closed!
It can only spend the night in the elevator!
Woo woo, help!
Baili Xin and Dijia quickly found the house number.
On the 18th floor, there is a very long corridor, with densely packed rooms on both sides of the corridor.
Room 321, at the end of the corridor.
Baili Xin opened the room casually, and the moment he saw the bedroom clearly, he was stunned.
In the middle of the bedroom is a huge red bed with a heart shape.
The big red bed was covered with rose petals.
At the head of the bed, there was a very good square package box, and you could vaguely see something written on it: Dus.
Baili Xin felt hopeless: "…"
Female ghost, come here, you say you understand, but you understand nothing!
I asked you to book a standard room, not a wedding room!
Dijia stood beside Bailixin with an expression on his face and commented: "Well, not bad."
Well done, little ghost girl!
The author has something to say: I am here~ continue to send red envelopes~