Ah Jian and Lao Wang saw the homeowner stagger and fall, and thought he was too scared to kneel down, and they were speechless.
Yuan Yuxue noticed Jie Zhouyan's little action and glanced at him slightly—without saying anything.
In fact, they really didn't have the time to pay attention to how miserable the homeowner was. Their attention was now focused on the elevator wall in front of them... if these things could still be called elevators.
Blood threads stretched out and undulated, climbing up the four walls of the elevator like blood vessels. The hard and smooth surfaces turned into soft, scarlet pieces of flesh, tightly wrapping them up.
They seemed to be wrapped in "living" flesh, or in a cocoon, and the feeling under their feet made them completely unaware that they were still in an elevator.
The walls of the elevator were still moving slowly, like living pieces of meat, or like the stomach of some creature moving... This latter guess obviously gave the players a bad feeling. They looked at the blood oozing out of the pieces of meat on all sides, and couldn't help but feel a slight headache.
Even if you haven't experienced the effects of blood yet, you can guess that there will be no good consequences if you encounter it.
Ah Jian took a step back coldly, took out the peach wood sword and drew a sword mark, guarding both sides, barely preventing the blood from spreading.
"Stand up."
As the blood and flesh slowly flowed over, Yuan Yuxue suddenly spoke. In this airtight and suffocating narrow space that seemed to be filled with strange smells, a very cold meaning was revealed, like the sudden fall of mountain snow in the hot summer, which clearly fell into the ears and made the confused mind become clear.
The homeowner quickly realized that the words were directed at him.
He hurriedly got up from the ground. When he fell just now, his face was very close to the flesh wall. He could almost smell the fishy smell coming towards him, and his mind became blurred. But when he heard Yuan Yuxue's voice, he did not slow down at all. Not only did he jump up from the ground, but he also tactfully moved closer to Yuan Yuxue.
He finally understood who he could rely on at this time.
Jie Zhouyan, who was being stared at by Yuan Yuxue, said: "..."
He hesitated for a moment, but still didn't take a step.
So the homeowner thought he had escaped the torment of the ghost.
Not only was the blood flowing slowly over, but the flesh walls were constantly contracting, actually moving closer to Yuan Yuxue and the others.
The original elevator room was about seven square meters, and because of the change in the shape of the walls, no one might have realized that these "walls" were slowly shrinking. But for a robot like Yuan Yuxue who was extremely sensitive to data, he easily discovered this change. It was foreseeable that if they stayed any longer, they would be trapped in the elevator room and swallowed by these squirming flesh walls.
The current environment was still dim, with only a faint red light flashing wildly, making it impossible to tell whether it was the emergency light of the elevator or the color reflected by the blood.
But Yuan Yuxue raised her eyes slightly, and her dark eyes reflected the constantly interweaving red light, but she still looked very calm, like a deep ravine.