Xin Miao also came to the courtyard at some unknown time, doing a few basic dance movements for a while, and then looking up at the entrance of the patio on the top of the building.
Weidong bought a few bean paste buns from the restaurant and called her over to eat.
Although Xin Miao has been classified by the concierge into the category other than "people", he still has the instinct of "people" when facing bean paste buns.
The old man Li Taiyong said, "You all go to Yin, I'm watching this child."
So, the other six people continued to look for seals and signatures in the building, six people, exactly six floors, each person responsible for the first floor, try to find from unexpected places.
In the words of Shaliu - don't miss every tile seam.
Shaliu volunteered to be in charge of the first floor dealer. Ever since I heard that there is a shop that sells second-hand goods, and some of the goods are collected from the upstairs residents, Shaliu decided that there must be something that everyone wants in this shop. .
Others subcontracted upstairs. When a few men went upstairs, Qin Ci couldn't help but say, "I just find it strange. Who the hell was knocking on the door last night, why only 410?"
"And there's a weird red whistle left in front of Gate 410." Ke Xun's expression was a little teasing.
Wei Dong turned to look at his roommate: "Aren't you always watching by the window?"
Zhu Haowen: "I didn't watch the 'giant face moment'."
"… "
"When the knock on the door rang, there was no one at the door of 410." Zhu Haowen said blankly.
This statement is completely consistent with what Mu Yiran saw last night.
"Could it be that the old man who knocked on the door could be invisible? Or, is the person knocking on the door someone else?" Qin Ci couldn't figure out the reason.
Mu Yiran suddenly said: "I just want to know, before yesterday afternoon, did Shaliu discuss with any of you about 307?"
Everyone thought about it carefully, and finally Qin Ci said: "Yesterday, when she took a nap, she knocked on our 307 door, saying that she wanted to know more about 307's situation, because according to her analysis, 307's resentful spirit is likely to be the first One knocks on their 410 door, and she wants to prepare in advance."
"And then?" I don't know how many people are saying.
"We let her in. She rummaged through the room for a long time, but found no valuable clues," Qin Ci frowned and fell into memory, "but... We did find some information about that from the drawers in the room. Regarding the old man, the old man who used to live in 307 was a very kind person. He saved a lot of money on weekdays to help people who were more difficult than him, especially those who were hopeful elementary schools... There are many funded people in the drawer. Letters from elementary school students, and letters of praise from schools."
Everyone remembered that the old man who helplessly called "Wang Fu" last night had such a life.
"However, we haven't found the pot, and it's hard to say what's in it..."
Mu Yiran suddenly asked, "What was Shaliu's reaction at that time?"
"She was a little disappointed, but Uncle Li comforted her and said that the old man who used to live in 307 should be a kind person, and maybe he wouldn't hurt people at night... Shaliu listened, but soon began to worry about other things, afraid that he would not be there at night. If there is a dead person, there will be a meeting the next day to choose someone..."
Mu Yiran showed a clear expression: "No one is completely sure about the selection of candidates for the meeting, so some people will be eager to move before the meeting."
"No wonder, when we cracked the secret of bamboo shoots on the sixth floor yesterday afternoon, Salix showed a panic that did not match his character." Ke Xun also felt that the performance of Salix yesterday was a bit abnormal, "The inference of bamboo shoots breaking the ground is terrible, but Sha The atmosphere created by Liu is more terrifying, even a little alarmist."
Wei Dong also seemed to realize it: "Yesterday at the dinner table, she suggested jumping out of the window."
"It's really tempting to jump out of the window, because it's a forbidden condition that NPC has never put forward. Sha Liu should also want to know what the consequences of jumping out of the window will bring, but she herself is not willing to try the law, so We need to choose someone to help her test." Ke Xun looked at Xin Miao who was jumping downstairs - Sha Liu is indeed a ruthless woman, she has no guilt in the face of Xin Miao, and she also shied away from Qiu Lu's death. Two clean.
Qin Ci also gradually came to understand: "If jumping through the window is really a shortcut, then after others have come out of the way, Shaliu can follow suit in the future; on the other hand, if the way of jumping through the window does not work, Shaliu will also take the opportunity to get rid of it. One or two people, so that you can avoid the next day's death election - either way, it's only good for Salyu."
After several men analyzed this incident, they felt more and more terrible about this woman.
"Why did the old man choose 410? Who was knocking on the door of 410 last night?" Wei Dong was still puzzled.
"Have you noticed that the knock on the door last night was smaller than usual?" Mu Yiran said.
Qin Ci was the first to nod: "Yes, the voice is a little low and a little boring."
"That's because the knock on the door came from inside." Mu Yiran slowly said the result.
Everyone was taken aback at this time: "What? Is the door of 410 people knocking on their own?! Is it Salix?"
"Yes," said Ke Xun this time, "As long as Shaliu finds an excuse to go to the living room alone, he will be able to knock on the door from the inside to make a noise. This behavior has deceived all of us last night, not to mention the fact that he is in the living room. Among them, Qiu Lu - Sha Liu screamed after knocking on the door, making Qiu Lu mistakenly think that something terrible happened in 410, Sha Liu took the opportunity to knock over many things in the house, creating the illusion that someone broke in, and then Encourage Qiu Lu to jump out of the window."
The whole result came to light, and people's expressions were different, some laughed, some angry, some sighed, and some remained expressionless.
In the end, Qin Ci sighed: "The external troubles are not settled, and there are internal ghosts again."
"I just don't know who is hanging the whistle." Ke Xun said.
"It's the old man from 307," Zhu Haowen glanced at the striking red whistle on the fourth floor, "after the 410 movement subsided last night, the old man came to the 410 door silently, hung up the whistle, and disappeared again. in the stairwell."
"Could it be that last night's horrific events will really repeat indefinitely?" Qin Ci said.
However, Zhu Haowen said: "No, I think the matter of hanging the whistle is full of imagination. Even if it is a cycle, it should be a spiral upward cycle."
Wei Dong looked at his roommate and suddenly felt that the other party seemed to be a little perverted...
For the whole day, everyone got nothing.
Shaliu rummaged through the thrift shop, but returned disappointed.
Sha Liu's emotions seemed uncontrollable. After all, the red whistle was hanging at the door of 410 where he lived.
At the dinner table, the old man Li Taiyong said seriously, "I have something to tell you."
Everyone stopped their chopsticks and looked at the old man who showed very little seriousness.
"Xiao Qin has already told me the rules in the painting. If there is no murder the night before, everyone will have a meeting the next day to elect a person to die," said the old man Li Taiyong, "I feel that this It's difficult, it's not just tearing the face and hurting the feelings, it's killing the lives of the same kind."
Everyone understands these principles, but rules are rules, and no one can resist.
"I just thought, if there is such a day, don't be embarrassed, you guys can choose me." The old man's serious expression showed kindness.
Ke Xun was the first to object: "Old man, we haven't reached that stage yet, maybe we can find the seal tomorrow! Besides, it's really at that point, and I'm reluctant to choose you."
"Little Ke'er, listen to me," the old man Li Taiyong smiled, "you are all in your prime, and there are too many things to experience. I am 76 years old this year, and I have experienced enough. An old life for a young life, I think it's worth it, I think it's not in vain."
Everyone's eye circles were a little red, and Ke Xun also felt that his eyes were hot. He looked at Shaliu sitting there with his head lowered, and wanted to ask the old man something, but he felt that there was nothing to say.
The old man Li Taiyong continued: "I've been thinking about this for the past few days, and I have already made a decision in my heart. You can do it when the time comes, even if it is the greatest respect for this old man."
In the paintings Ke Xun has experienced, although they are full of selfishness and calculation, he has also seen Zhou Bin's unshakable boyfriend strength, Geng's father and mother's desperate parental heart...
But the old man Li Taiyong in front of him is different from them. After all, these people are not related to the old man, and they only have a short relationship for four days... Can you get the gold medal for avoiding death just because you are young? Do you deserve to die because you are old
"When you go out smoothly, make sufficient preparations, gain enough experience, support each other, and strive to pass all the paintings in the back, and truly return to our world! At that time, you will be the strongest and most fearless group of young people, If you have great ambitions, go to build the country well, and if you don't have lofty ambitions, live your own small life well, and don't leave regrets in your life."
Ke Xun has always deeply remembered the words of old man Li Taiyong, and he can still remember them clearly after many, many years.
Including Mu Yi then came to talk about this old man, what he was talking about - an old man like a lighthouse.
…
The long-lost night came again. At more than nine o'clock, Shaliu came to 411 for help, saying that the big window of his room could not be closed.
Mu Yiran completely ignored the other party, as if he couldn't hear him.
In the end, Ke Xun went to 410 to take a look, and found that the large window facing the concrete wall was completely open, because the window was a wooden window that was pushed outwards in the past. To close it, the sash had to be closed. It's like it's dead, it can't be closed no matter what.
As if everything was to preserve the way Qiu Lu jumped last night.
Sha Liu had some doubts that Ke Xun didn't do his best to help, so he went downstairs to ask Qin Ci and others for help, and even alerted the concierge on the ground floor, but the window seemed to be dead, and no one could close it.
Just when Shaliu was anxiously looking for something to nail the window, the concierge gave a prompt to turn off the lights.
It's almost 11 o'clock, and Shaliu wants to cry but has no tears.
In the end, the whole building turned off the lights, and everything was silent.
Like last night, Mu Yiran and Ke Xun were guarding the small window without curtains.
From this angle, I happened to see the bright red whistle hanging in front of door 410, which was swaying gently with the night wind.
"If there's a knock on our door tonight," Ke Xun expressed his hunch, after all, 411 is the closest to 410, and once there is danger in Shaliu, the door next to it will likely be knocked on, "Then we must Find a way to clearly see the vision in the room the moment the door is knocked."
The white woman in 410 on the eve of the big night, and the old man in 307 on the eve of the night, all suddenly appeared when the door was knocked. If you can take the opportunity to carefully observe these visions, you may be rewarded.
Mu Yi nodded, looked at Ke Xun, whose face was covered with moonlight, and cast his eyes out the window again.
Ke Xun had just realized the other party's slightly wet gaze, but was gently put down by the gaze again, and a slightly satisfied sigh was born in his heart, and he also cast his eyes out of the window.
Outside the window is a dark bungalow, and the corridors are like the texture of bamboo shoots, and the top has been slowly converged in an arc...
In such a slightly eerie night, the red whistle hanging on the clothesline suddenly made a sharp sound, the first sound was a bit short, like a sound audition.
Soon, a long whistle sounded, blowing into a tone in the dark night—"Wang Fu—"
No one blows it, the whistle blows itself.