Gu Meng made sure that there was no movement outside, then carefully opened the door and looked out. In the corridor, the dead silence that is typical of the haunted time in the middle of the night has been restored. If it is accompanied by a dark and gloomy background music, the feeling may be even better.
The back of Gu Meng's neck felt cold, and she swallowed her saliva tensely. He is also a normal person, and he would be afraid in such an environment alone, but his teammates disappeared one by one, such a difficult situation forced him to act.
Before leaving, he looked back at the number on the door - "002", planning to come back to pick up Enjin after finding someone else. He whispered the house number three times silently, sure he would not forget it, turned his head and walked towards the place where Peter Pan disappeared.
At Sanchakou|Junction, a big hole was broken in the ceiling above, and a piece of plastic board was broken and glued to it. Standing below, Gu Meng looked around and saw an ax covered in a glass box next to the rust-red water pipe.
Using his elbow and the base of the flashlight, he shattered the glass mask and knocked down the ax hanging diagonally on the wall. Although I don't know if this red-painted ax will come in handy, but it's not harmful to hold it, in case you need to defend yourself.
Peter Pan was dragged into the ceiling, so Gu Meng also prepared to go up.
The top of the second floor is not too high, but it is not something that a man of normal height can climb up casually. Gu Meng had to go back to the room and move a chair out. He stepped on the chair, first threw the flashlight and the ax up, and then propped himself into the hole into the ceiling.
The ceiling is narrow and cramped, and the neck can't be straightened up, so it can only be pressed low. In addition, the dust inside is lingering, which makes people's faces itchy. All in all, it is a very unpleasant place. Gu Meng swept away the dusty feeling in front of her with a wave of her hand, and took the flashlight to shine forward. The four walls of the ventilation duct were cold iron gray. After extending for about ten meters in front of him, he turned right. Obviously there was no second way for him to choose.
Gu Meng looked down at the aluminum pipes below again, which were covered with a thin layer of gray, and showed a light golden color under the light of the flashlight. Because of this, when Ivy dragged Peter Pan between the pipes, he was able to Leaves a noticeable drag mark.
Seeing this, Gu Meng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, at least there was still a trace to find Peter Pan.
Gu Meng held a flashlight in one hand and an ax in her arms, and crawled along the traces on the pipe. During the process, there were only the "grumbling" sound of knees hitting the bottom when crawling, his own deep and shallow gasps, and the sharp and short-lived groans when the wind drilled through the pipe. The cuboid pipe was narrow and cramped, and the dark place where the lights couldn't see seemed to be full of strange things, waiting patiently and maliciously in front of him.
Gu Meng tried not to think too much. At this time, once the imagination is unleashed, it will be difficult to contain it, and he will fall into an endless cycle of fear. He focuses on the drag marks on the pipe wall, and gently Humming a song, if you listen carefully, you will find that it is a nursery rhyme—
"There was a caterpillar
like to hang out
dear children
Don't be nervous to see it...”
At every corner, the singing would pause abruptly for a moment, and Gu Meng's figure would also pause for a moment, preparing her mind before moving on.
It would be too exciting for him if he bumped head-to-head with a ghost who was also crawling and kneeling on the ground as soon as he turned a corner. Thinking of this, Gu Meng's humming sound was a little weak, with obvious tremors. Fortunately, after singing that nursery rhyme, he could think of Enjin, thus giving birth to the confidence of "just come, it's nothing!".
Darkness and fear prolong people's perception of time. Gu Meng doesn't know how long he has been climbing, he always feels that it has been as long as a century, and the dusty drag marks on the pipe wall stopped abruptly before his eyes.
Gu Meng took the flashlight to shine forward, and saw not far ahead, the ventilation duct no longer extended, but a fracture appeared. He hurriedly speeded up to the edge of the fault, only then did he see that there was a space of five or six square meters ahead.
Gu Meng crawled out of the ventilation duct, patted the ashes on his trousers and stood up straight. When he looked around, he found that he was stepping on a red and rusty barbed wire. Through the fine mesh, he could barely see the two In the aisle of the building, the floor reflects a layer of water under the beam of the flashlight.
Just as she was about to raise her flashlight to look up, Gu Meng heard a weak voice calling: "Brother...is that you?"
Gu Meng felt relieved, who else could it be if it wasn't that unlucky boy Peter Pan
The bright yellow light beam was lifted upwards, and indeed, Peter Pan was hanging pitifully on the vine, a short distance from the ground.
The vines bound Pan Peter's upper body in circles like ropes. Because the young boy couldn't find a point of support, his body tilted slightly, and slowly rotated around the bundle of thick ivy, like a pendant on a wind chime.
"Brother..." Peter Pan was weeping as he spun around, and he tilted his head and looked down, "Brother, what should I do? I feel like I'm going to die."
The ghost knows how the frail boy spends these ten minutes, hanging half dead, not knowing what will happen next, lonely and helpless, going through these things is almost worse than death.
"Hold on, I'll get you down now." Gu Meng pretended to laugh at him relaxedly, "Why are you crying? Can you look a little boy?"
Who would have thought that after saying this, Peter Pan cried even harder. He was still sobbing and choking before, but now he let go without any scruples, weeping profusely.
"Who said boys can't cry? Boys are human beings, and they have joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys, and they can cry as well as laugh." Pan Peter cried and howled, speaking indistinctly, "Brother, I didn't expect you to come looking for me. I, I thought I was doomed—”
The final coda drags on longer and more gracefully than the mourning one.
Gu Meng rubbed her ears, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, crying is scarier than ghosts, please keep your voice down, don't attract strange things."
Pan Peter tuned in quickly, not daring to delay for a second, and then let out a breathless sound.
There are rough concrete walls on all sides, a red water pipe is installed in the corner, and there is nothing to climb up. Gu Meng thought for a while, and glanced at the ax in her hand.
He raised his face and discussed upwards: "Peter, let me chop you off."
"..."
Pan Peter raised his head and tail, jumped in the air like a fish, and was startled: "Brother, am I a branch or a coconut? Do you have to cut it?"
Gu Meng waved the ax in his hand and said, "I'll throw this up, and if I'm lucky, I can cut off the vine..."
There was still half a sentence behind, but for Peter Pan's benefit, he didn't continue.
Peter Pan glanced at the red-painted ax and pouted, obviously having a clear understanding of his situation.
He spun half a circle in the air, and then Gu Meng said: "A little bit of luck can cut off my head."
"... What do you think?" Gu Meng said without retorting, "If it doesn't work, I'll think of other ways."
With his hands tied, Pan Peter kicked his legs twice in the air, knowing that according to the current situation, it would be embarrassing for Gu Meng to think of other ways.
"Brother, you throw it according to your feeling. If you really chop your head off, I won't blame you." The little boy took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and looked down on life and death again, "But before you throw it, there is one thing I want to ask you. Brother, you must leave the game alive. When the time comes, help me find my master Tony... He owes me three months' salary, help me to collect it, you take it... "
Peter Pan was pushing hard, when he suddenly felt his upper body loosen, he was stunned for half a second, and then he fell straight down.
"Ah!!!"
"Boom—"
Peter Pan was still wrapped in vines, and fell on the barbed wire fence, sending up a cloud of dust. Grinning his teeth in pain, he opened his eyes only to realize that he had fallen to the ground.
Gu Meng stood aside and said with a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, it's within range."
The ax hit the water pipe with a "bang" and bounced to Pan Peter's feet.
Peter Pan hurriedly drew back his feet and murmured in shock: "Don't, don't, my little jiojio..."
Just at this moment, the severed vines on the top crazily twisted into a pillar and swooped down. Gu Meng quickly grabbed Pan Peter's collar and pulled it aside, followed by a loud noise, and the vines hit the wire fence.
If that hit hit Peter Pan, it would have punched him out of a bloody hole.
Pan Peter was so frightened that he yelled and screamed, and twisted into an earthworm on the ground.
The twisted vines did not move after clinging to the barbed wire, but made a rustling and tightening sound, as if they were exerting strength and shrinking in secret. After a while, the entire iron grille was lifted abruptly, and was suddenly dragged by the vines and bounced back to the top.
"This is..." Peter Pan stared blankly, forgetting to twist.
Gu Meng illuminated it with a light, and found that the barbed wire was quickly bent, twisted, and swallowed by dense vines, as if chewing food.
"Let's go." Gu Meng said, knowing that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, if she is dragged back by those ivy again, it is very likely that she will be folded into a strange shape and swallowed.
"Where are you going?" Pan Peter looked at him without making up his mind.
Gu Meng glanced at the gap where the barbed wire was lifted. Below is the corridor on the second floor.
Peter Pan followed his line of sight, and made a bitter face: "Brother, it's too high, I might break my leg when I jump down."
"You can do it." Gu Meng sighed, and at the same time, before the ivy above was about to move, she kicked the trapped Pan Peter down from the hole.
"Brother!!! Tell me before you act next time!!!"
At this time, on the other side of the two aisles.
Gu Meng hugged Bo Ye tightly, frowned and said, "Don't listen to you saying sorry, can we find a room and have a good chat?"
"No." Bo Ye held the dagger in his backhand, and stabbed it into his carotid artery quickly and accurately, "Candi can't tolerate sand in his eyes."
Gu Meng's eyes widened in an instant, and she staggered back two steps with her hands on the side of her neck, looking at Bo Ye in disbelief: "Why..." It was probably because she stabbed her throat, and there was a vague "grunt" sound when she spoke.
Unable to support himself, he fell back against the wall and gradually slipped and fell.
"Unfortunately, I didn't escape from the Snow Mountain dungeon the first time, so I couldn't enter the Smart House." Bo Ye walked towards the wall leisurely, squatted down, and said with a faint smile, "Besides, I'm really not Gu Meng." The dishes... Enjin's cultivated dishes may be more to his liking."
He pulled out the dagger by its handle, and a large jet of green liquid immediately spewed out from the carotid artery of the unknown creature disguised as Gu Meng.
Bo Ye got up with a little disgust, took a step back, slowly rubbed the dagger on his sleeve, and said indifferently: "You are pretending too much, and your acting skills are not up to par."
"..."
The unidentified creature covered its neck that was oozing green liquid, and its appearance gradually changed. Mildew green spots appeared under the cold jade-like white skin, and the warm eyes were like soot on the paper, which rapidly expanded into two scorched black holes, and there was a strange "cracking" sound in his throat, and he was writhing like a cramp neck.
"I... I will never let you go if I'm a ghost..." Until the last moment, he was still acting dedicatedly.
Bo Ye paused for wiping the blade, and looked at him: "... Sir, aren't you a ghost?"
"..." Li Gui stopped all twitching and writhing in an instant, blinked his scorched eyes, and seemed to be lost in thought.
After a while, he lowered his head and whispered silently: "...that's right."
"..." Bo Yefo said.
Then, the ghost by the wall turned into a cloud of indistinct black mist in deep thought, and dispersed in the humid air in the corridor. like a phantom.
Bo Ye put away the dagger, and after dealing with an unknown object, he turned around and walked back. Since the thing led him to go to the right just now, it means that Tang Zhi is probably on the left side of the fork.
Fortunately, that thing would not take the initiative to hurt people, and it would disappear once it was seen through. If it was really led into the room by him, it might be difficult to get out.
While thinking about it, when he turned a certain corner, he collided with a person.
The two were unprepared, they were both taken aback.
Bo Ye hadn't recovered from the incident just now, and his first reaction was to turn him around and press him against the wall.
The shaking flashlight beam stopped, and in the bright yellow halo, Tang Zhi pressed his face sideways against the wall, and there were a few gray and black marks on his fair face from nowhere, like a poor little boy who had just returned from wandering.
Tang Zhi was dazzled by the close-up light, and glanced sideways at Bo Ye, his eyes were red, and he blinked with grievance and dissatisfaction.
After finally getting rid of the entangled vines, he rushed to find Bo Ye, but he was treated so roughly when he first met, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
Looking at him, Bo Ye slightly loosened the grip on his hands, but he still couldn't let go of his guard so easily, and said softly, "Say a word and prove that you are Candi."
"..." Tang Zhi was unhappy, thinking he was strange, and gradually began to struggle to escape his confinement, pursing his lips, stubbornly silent.
Bo Ye got closer, suppressed him even harder, and threatened him in a low voice: "Cooperate, you must be happy if I give you a knife?"
Tang Zhi only felt a rush of hot air in his throat, his eyes filled with mist, and he raised his voice and shouted: "Bo Ye! You bastard!"
Bo Ye let go of his hand, turned the person over and hugged him tightly, and said with relief, "Okay, it's my baby."
This person can't do without scolding.
"Let go!" Tang Zhi was so angry that he wouldn't let him hug him, biting and hitting him.
"Hiss... Be good, be good, don't bite, listen to my explanation." Bo Ye comforted Tang Zhi repeatedly, stroking Tang Zhi's back up and down, and said, "Just now..."
Once someone says "you listen to me to explain", it will not be explained later, and it will almost become a certain law.
Before Bo Ye could finish speaking, a heavy object suddenly fell not far in front of the two of them. After the muffled sound, there was a howling at the top of their lungs—
"Brother!!! Tell me before you act next time!!!"
Because of the ivy entrenched on the ceiling, Gu Meng was worried, so after meeting Bo Ye and Tang Zhi, she proposed to leave this passage first.
The four of them walked back, and along the way, Bo Ye wanted to hold Tang Zhi's hand flatteringly: "Baby, listen to me."
"I won't listen!" Tang Zhi walked ahead, mercilessly shaking off his hand.
Bo Ye persevered: "Listen to my explanation."
Tang Zhi said angrily, "If I don't listen, I won't listen!"
Bo Ye said, "Give me a minute and let me explain."
Tang Zhi's eyes were red, and he covered his ears: "I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen!"
"..." Peter Pan couldn't stop listening, and said to Gu Meng, "Brother, I think they can play it on a loop all night."
"Love lowers IQ." Gu Meng sighed, and turned to Bo Ye, "Brother, can you explain directly? My ears are almost callused."
Bo Ye frowned, and briefly concluded: "Before Candi appeared, there was someone pretending to be Gu Meng to seduce me."
"..."
After throwing a sentence, everyone else was stunned.
Pan Peter said: "...that picture is so beautiful that I dare not imagine it."
Gu Meng scratched the end of her eyebrows: "This is really the most disgusting joke I've ever heard."
other people:"… … "
"Teacher Gu seduced you..." Tang Zhi pretended not to care, but in fact he cared terribly.
He turned his head to look at Bo Ye, and asked casually, "Then how did you respond?"
Gu Meng corrected: "Hey, that's not me..."
Bo Ye replied: "Hack it to death directly."
Gu Meng: "..."
Peter Pan: "...my Brother Ye is indeed a good man who is infatuated."
The four of them were chatting, but Tang Zhi stopped suddenly.
Gu Meng stopped and turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
Tang Zhi said, "The Penrose ladder."
Peter Pan looked bewildered.
"A geometric paradox." Tang Zhi explained, "The four ladders are connected end to end, and you can go up or down along the stairs in an infinite loop. It is impossible to have such a ladder in the three-dimensional world, unless you use vision The effect confuses those who walk in it."
Peter Pan was still at a loss: "So?"
Tang Zhi looked at the door on the right, and said, "If you want to create the illusion of Penrose stairs, the design of the corner in the building is the key."
Gu Meng looked over with him, and found that the door on the right was installed close to the corner of the corridor. Looking to the opposite side, there is a distance between the edge of the cell door on the left and the edge of the wall, and the two doors are asymmetrical across the aisle.
Bo Ye stepped forward and pushed open the door that aroused Tang Zhi's suspicion, and a downward staircase suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Stairs!" Pan Peter shouted excitedly, "We just came up from here!"
"So it's hidden inside the door." Bo Ye said lightly.
Gu Meng felt much more relaxed, and said, "We found our way, we can go back."
Bo Ye said: "Candi and Peter stay here to guard the gate, Gu Meng and I go to find Enjin."
Tang Zhi held his hand, unwilling to separate.
Gu Meng saw it and said, "You guys go first, I remember the house number, it won't take long."
Less than a minute after Gu Meng left, Peter Pan leaned against the door and yawned long.
He shook his head and said uncertainly: "I was probably too nervous just now, and I felt very sleepy when I relaxed."
Bo Ye was sitting on the stairs, and Tang Zhi was sitting beside him, bent over his lap, without any movement.
"Candi's already asleep." Bo Ye looked over his head, smiled fondly, and loosened the sleeves of Tang Zhi's camouflage jacket to cover his arms.
Afterwards, he also leaned against the wall a little weakly.
Bo Ye was about to close his eyes and take a nap when he suddenly thought of something, sat upright again and said, "It's time."
"Ah?" Peter Pan rubbed his eyes, turned his head sleepily to look at Bo Ye's back, "What time..."
After speaking halfway, he also stopped, and finally understood why he suddenly felt sleepy.
Peter Pan turned to look at the corridor, and said anxiously: "Then Gu Meng..."
Enjin felt that her consciousness and body were completely separated, and she was immersed in the deep sea.
He just kept sinking and sinking, watching the gray beam of light passing through the sea level pull away little by little, even if he was unwilling, there was nothing he could do. The world outside is a mess, and everyone seems to be having trouble, and he can't help at all.
Enjin wanted to wake up strongly, knowing that he couldn't just fall asleep like this, but he couldn't feel the existence of his body, and the fact that he was out of control made him a little anxious.
At this time, there was a voice that slightly stirred the water around him, but he couldn't hear clearly, and all the movements were muffled by the dead seabed.
Enjin secretly tried to lift her finger, but unfortunately she couldn't move, and her whole body was still sinking.
The voice next to his ear rang again, accompanied by the gurgling sound of water, muffled and indistinguishable, and Enjin became more and more irritable when he heard it.
Until those few words came in vaguely—
"wait me back… "
It's Gu Meng.
Realizing this, Enjin stretched out his last bit of strength and stretched out his hand towards the light beam...
In the room, Enjin took a deep breath, as if a drowning person regained oxygen and woke up with his eyes open.
After sitting upright, he froze in place for a moment, looked around, and found that he was still in Prisoner 07's room.
Enjin propped herself up and stood up, becoming very sober, and was about to go out to look for Gu Meng immediately.
He was still somewhat conscious when he just fell asleep, knowing that someone was dragged away by the ivy, wondering if Gu Meng was okay...
While thinking this way, Enjin happened to hold the doorknob, and the touch in his hand changed in an instant, turning into a thin, soft and cold thing.
Enjin looked down and saw that there was an extra ivy in her hand, she was startled, she threw it off and threw it on the ground.
He slowed down for a while, opened his right hand, frowned and stared at the palm, and felt something flowing under the skin and between the blood vessels. Although he couldn't see it, the feeling was very intense.
Enjin shook her hand, thinking it was an accident, and when she was about to open the door again, she let out a soft "tsk".
The doorknob was gone, or rather, turned into ivy, which he threw to the ground.
At this time, a few fragment-like images flashed through his mind. Enjin thought of something, hesitated for a moment, and pressed his hand on the door.
In the next second, he watched helplessly as the iron gate melted under his palm until it disappeared.
Enjin looked at the corridor in front of her, her hand raised in mid-air was still there.
He said to himself dully: "What is this..."
total console.
A cat-like teenager twirls around in a swivel chair, leaning over to rest his elbows on the countertop.
Looking at the picture in the video, the tails of the long, narrow and upturned eyes were bent.
"Master." He said in a soft voice that was different from ordinary people, "Have you awakened your ability?"
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Thank you Heng Tang for the mine~