Tomorrow night, Chengyan quickly grabbed Qi Yi's arm and dragged her back to the room. When the sound of the chainsaw was dragging her towards this side, she closed the door tightly. With trembling fingers, she hung the lock back, pressed it hard, and firmly locked herself. Lock back to room 2.
The sound of the chainsaw touching the iron gate sounded close at hand, and Qi Yi and Ming Wancheng couldn't help but take a few steps back. Although they all knew that it was fake, the moment the door opened, the dark and terrifying corridor and the man who looked like a butcher gave them a great visual impact, and the terrifying immersion made them break out in a cold sweat at the same time.
Qing Huan was lying on the iron window and looked this way. She was going to watch them welcome the victory. Unexpectedly, the door only opened a crack, and the two of them even came back. See what's behind the door.
"Xiao Yi, A Cheng, what's wrong?"
Tomorrow night, Cheng pointed to the iron door with a stoic expression on his face: "Is it open outside?! Why didn't you go out? Is that corridor also a secret room?"
Because the sound of the chainsaw moved to Room 2, Bai Jinqiu and Cen Ziyan in Room 3 could breathe a sigh of relief. Cen Ziyan was terrified at first, but when she saw the sound of the chainsaw go to the next door, she still leaned on the barbed window tremblingly. On the side, he comforted Ming Wancheng: "Acheng, don't, don't be afraid."
Tomorrow night Cheng looked at the tears in Cen Ziyan's eyes, and sighed: "I'm not afraid, I'm just surprised, Ziyan, you should take care of yourself, you're crying all over your makeup. Alas... This is good, there is one more level outside, look Come on, let's spend the night here today."
Qing Huan interrupted on the other side: "Isn't that person outside coming for ten minutes every half an hour? Wait for him to leave in a while, Ah Cheng, you guys go out and check the situation."
"The corridor outside is really terrifying, just like the murder scene." Cheng was about to cry tomorrow night. "Master, I beg you to solve the puzzle quickly, so that we can still be friends in the corridor."
"We are only two numbers away, and it should be very soon." Qing Huan originally thought that it would be better for them to go out tomorrow night, if they got a good seat, they would be able to follow. But now it seems that there is still a secret room outside. The six of them are expected to be bound together and cooperate. Whoever comes and sits is the same. I believe that no matter who gets the box, he will be willing to let others sit over there.
Thinking of this, she said to Cheng and Cen Ziyan tomorrow night: "Let's not fight anymore, anyway, it's a lottery in the end, and where we sit is purely based on our luck. Now don't care about anything else, let's go out together, What do you think?"
Tomorrow night, Cheng and Cen Ziyan nodded.
No one wants to spend a whole night in such a ghost place, whether it's a spooky ward with bloody people, a dark laboratory full of formalin smells, or a messy restaurant full of spiders, it's definitely not a good idea. A comfortable place to sleep.
"Then let's keep looking and try to enter the corridor together."
Obviously, neither Cheng nor Qi Yi would want to explore the corridor alone tomorrow night, so they tried their best to search again. Nanyang in Room 1 seemed to have slowed down a bit. Although there was still vigilance in her eyes, she could be distracted by the combination lock. She also understood that the way to not be in the same room with the spider was to go to another one as soon as possible. Space for spiders. Qing Huan tried to turn around, she listened to help, and soon heard the correct password.
When they tried it out, the people outside the door had already finished sawing for ten minutes, which happened to be an empty space.
After communicating with Qi Yi, the doors were opened on both sides at the same time, and the four entered the dark corridor. Although Nan Yang had been shrinking behind Qing Huan in the house, when she was really facing such a terrifying unknown area, she still stood in front of Qing Huan, holding Qing Huan's hand to keep Qing Huan safely behind her .
Looking at the woman in front of her who finally straightened her back and regained consciousness, Qing Huan smiled and sighed. Nanyang, who was facing the spider, and Nanyang in normal state were completely two people, and the contrast was so big that people couldn't laugh or cry.
The amount of dry ice in Room 2 was terrifying. When Cheng and Qi Yi walked out tomorrow night, they were still cold, and Qinghuan could feel the coolness from far away.
Nanyang's facial features are more accessible than other people's. Before other people have adapted to the darkness of the corridor, she already has a rough idea of the situation in this corridor. The corridor is not long, so it is the length of three rooms strung together. At the end near Room 1 is a heavy iron door with a combination lock on the door. The other end is a corner, I don't know what's going on there.
After the four people observed the iron gate, they went to the corner to explore together.
In fact, Nanyang could have listened to the password again, but they had already tried out the password of their own room in this way. After all, they came to record the show, not really trapped in a dangerous place. The show team spent a lot of effort to arrange these, but we still have to respect the efforts of the staff.
Besides, aside from those ugly spiders that made her uncomfortable, she was pretty comfortable the rest of the time. Several people here have good personalities, and it is not unbearable to be with them. The most important thing is that this is Qing Huan's work. Before long, every picture here may be cut into a full-length film and put on the Internet for millions of people to click and watch. She can't trick Qinghuan.
She also understands that the last time you did something like trying a password, the show team might give you the title of "Luck King", and doing it one after another would greatly damage the overall effect of the show and be extremely scolding.
So let's just follow the process honestly.
There is not much space behind the corner. There is a closed door with red paint. There are bursts of the sound of an electric saw cutting meat. It should be the butcher who comes to saw the door every half an hour. On the other side is a toilet, and the door curtain is dirty and tattered, making people look at it and not want to touch it at all.
"What should I do? Can I get in?" Tomorrow night Cheng pointed to the dark toilet.
"Is there any other choice?" Qi Yi shrugged, "Come on, the one with the chainsaw will come out later."
"...I am advanced."
Nanyang walked at the front, stepping on the threshold of the toilet before everyone else, and mobilized his eyesight to take a look at the internal structure.
The toilet is not big, the tiles are mottled and incomplete, the walls are covered with unidentified liquids of taupe and dark red, and a dim yellow chandelier is flashing intermittently overhead, and the sound of electric current can be heard from time to time. The sink is full of dirty blood, and above the rusty faucet is a half-smashed mirror. The mirror is very turbid, which is standard in horror movies. People just look at it and feel that there is something to be removed from it. Drilled out.
The whole toilet was filled with a smell of disinfectant and rotten flesh, which was disgusting.
"Do you want to search for clues in this place..." Tomorrow night Cheng covered his mouth, only to feel that the smell here was more disgusting than the formalin smell in Room 2, "I really want to vomit."
"Nothing is placed outside," Nanyang raised his chin succinctly towards the three dilapidated wooden door compartments, "the stuff is inside."
Qi Yi and Qing Huan exchanged glances.
There will be no living people inside, right
Nanyang seemed to be able to read the question in Qinghuan's eyes, and continued lightly, "No one, it's a dead thing."
Qing Huan was even more shocked.
dead? ?
Or dead animals? ?
Nanyang pursed his lips, looked at Qing Huan, realized that his words were inappropriate, and added, "I mean, it's an item."
Qi Yi breathed a sigh of relief and was a little helpless: "Boss Nan, you finished speaking in one breath, it scares people to death."
Nanyang: "..."
Tomorrow night, Cheng and Qing Huan walked over first. Both of them wanted to open the wooden door, and they looked shy again. Nanyang saw that the two of them were hesitating, took two steps forward without saying a word, and opened the wooden door in the middle compartment with an expression on his face.
She opened the door without warning, without giving people any psychological preparation, and several people were shocked.
There is really nothing scary in the compartment, just an ordinary toilet, a toilet that is too dirty to see its primary color, a water tank that has been yellowed for a long time, a cramped and narrow space, and a camera from a program group in the upper left corner.
There is a thick bag on the toilet with a label: 2.
They opened two more compartments and found an equally thick bag on each toilet, with the number 1 on the first one and the number 3 on the third.
It should be a package of supplies prepared for the three pairs of them.
Qing Huan tried to weigh the bag. It wasn't heavy but definitely not light. She thought about it and suggested, "How about we take these things back to the room and take them apart slowly?"
"it is good… "
The word "good" was only halfway through Ming Cheng's mouth, when she heard a loud noise outside, which scared all her words back into her stomach.
There was a sound of the iron door being kicked open, and then there was the sudden and clear whistling sound of the runners pulling the chainsaw.
The butcher came out again.
Qi Yi patted the frightened Ming Wancheng on the shoulder soothingly: "It's okay, he just went to see our room..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the terrifying sound of a chainsaw coming towards the toilet unexpectedly, getting closer and closer.
hum—
hum—
Suddenly there was a panic in the toilet. Tomorrow night, Cheng and Qing Huan couldn't help but take a few steps back. Qi Yi also froze, dumbfounded in place.
Nanyang opened the door of the last compartment, grabbed the three people who were temporarily irrational, and stuffed them into the compartment one by one. After she finished stuffing, she also went in, firmly closed the compartment door, and hung the latch. .
This compartment was originally small, and there was a toilet occupying the space. It was really difficult for four people to come in at once. The innermost person, Cheng Cheng, was about to stand on the toilet lid.
"I rely on..." Ming Wancheng couldn't help swearing swear words.
Qing Huan shook her head at her and pointed to the camera above, indicating that the program was being recorded.
Nanyang kept looking at Qing Huan, silent for a long time, suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Come here a little bit."
Qing Huan was now squeezed between Qi Yi and the toilet, and it was difficult to move and her posture was uncomfortable. When she heard Nanyang calling her, she carefully moved towards Nanyang. When she moved to his side, Nan Yang stepped aside a little and let her stand in the corner of the wall, facing her and supporting the two walls with his arms, creating a comfortable space for her.
Tomorrow night, who was holding the toilet tank, became sour again.
Because it was too crowded, even if Nanyang tried his best to make room for Qing Huan, the two of them were still close together. Qing Huan naturally hugged Nan Yang's waist, pursed her lips, and listened to the sound of the chainsaw outside.
Nanyang lowered his head, completely unaware of the potential danger, but just said in Qinghuan's ear, "Don't be afraid."
"Do I look scared?" Qing Huan couldn't help laughing. She curled her fingers and scratched Nanyang's waist at an angle that the camera couldn't see. "Isn't it one-tenth of your fear of facing spiders?"
Nanyang heard her tease him, his ears flushed red, and he murmured softly: "People always have something to be afraid of..."
Besides, if it wasn't for the lifetime of Qinghuan who turned into a spider, who always escaped from prison in the middle of the night and bit her toes too many times while she was sleeping, she wouldn't be afraid of spiders like this.
"Okay, we won't go back to room 1 for a while, so you don't have to stay with the little spider, okay?"
Nanyang nodded dully, "Okay."
Qing Huan looked at her drooping eyelashes, her heart was so soft that she couldn't help it any longer. She raised her head, looked at the camera above, and said politely, "Director, cut this trouble later, thank you."
cut off
Cut what
Tomorrow night, when Cheng was still in doubt, he caught sight of her master Qing Huan leaning forward, closing her charming eyes, a touch of pink on her cheeks, and gently kissed Nan Yang's lips. a bit. At the moment of kissing, there was a small sound of "Boom~".
Nanyang's ears instantly turned red.
Tomorrow night Cheng holding the toilet: "… "
Qi Yi squeezed under the water tank: "..."
Qi Yi's face was dark, and he gritted his teeth:
"You two... can you hold back a little?"