Just as Zhou Wen was about to raise his head, there was a sudden burning pain in his back shoulder. He howled, desperately trying to reach his left shoulder with his right hand, but he touched something... the shape of an eye on his left shoulder.
The eye on the left shoulder blinked, and the eyelashes brushed over Zhou Wen's palm, bringing a terrifying itch.
He has an eye on his back!
"The Eye of Satan!" Zhou Wen suddenly woke up, screamed out, and desperately tried to buckle the eye, a piece of flesh was peeled off in an instant, blood was dripping on his back, but the eye was still embedded in his flesh and blood.
Another drop of warm, sticky water dripped from the top of the elevator.
Zhou Wen finally remembered Xie Chi's words, and raised his head stiffly and slowly. The next second, a pair of cold and pale hands hung down from the top of the elevator, restrained his neck, and lifted him up a little bit. Hang up!
Xie Chi smiled slightly at Zhou Wen's squinting eyes and raised his head.
He successfully saw the appearance of the female ghost.
The female ghost hangs on the top of the elevator, her bright red dress is stained with blood, her belly is slumped, her abdomen is cut open, like a clam shell, half of her intestines are swaying in the air, and it seems that it may fall out at any time. .
Under her filthy black hair was a rotten face and protruding eyeballs. There was no black eye in the eyeball, but all the whites of the eyes were gray and muddy.
"Help... help!" Zhou Wen squeezed out the words with difficulty, and after a few breaths, his face turned purple like an onion due to suffocation.
Xie Chi was indifferent, with an indifferent expression, as if the terrifying female ghost in front of him and the corpse at his feet did not exist.
The eyes on Zhou Wen's back blinked faster, flashing a mysterious and faint red light, unpredictable and unpredictable, like the red dots of a radar. Once he found the prey, he would stare at him immediately, and he would not stop until the prey died.
"The Eye of Satan, is that the name?" Xie Chi remembered that Zhou Wen had just called out the name.
"Satan," Xie Chi understood the meaning of the word, and his heart was like a mirror, and he chuckled lightly, "Since it is a sacrifice for A Piao, then I will not disturb A Piao to enjoy it."
He took off his blood-stained white gloves, stepped back calmly, glanced at Zhou Wen, who was dying, and smiled sincerely: "Thanks to your active dedication, I can see the appearance of ghosts."
"Don't be sad, although you are dead, the spirit of self-denial will live on forever."
The female ghost's hand touched Zhou Wen's stomach, and in a few seconds, Zhou Wen's ending would be the same as Zhang Lan, whose body was still cold.
Zhou Wen's blood and tears meandered down, and it was not until he died that he finally realized that the person in front of him was more terrifying than a ghost.
At the last moment, his retinas reflected the filth and blood in the elevator, and the well-dressed young man standing nearby with a smile on his face.
…
The audience outside the horror film has long been fried:
[Will Zhou Wen die like this? ! ! ]
[Wori is only the first night, Zhou Wen was killed by himself]
[Skills are not as good as people deserve, Zhen Nima is ashamed and killed by a newcomer]
[Wow, this little brother is a bit... perverted, but I like it]
[His reaction was too fast, hey, he slapped your back without knowing it, his scalp felt numb just thinking about it, and he had a deceiving face ahhhhh]
[Laughing to see you die, what the hell, this contrast is so perverted]
[What kind of psychological quality does this newcomer have? I rely on it. I have been on the same screen with the ghost for so long, completely ignoring others]
[He should have offended Zhou Wen's agent by doing this to Zhou Wen... It feels very troublesome]
…
At the same time, outside the elevator, the newlyweds were in a mess.
The thin black man pointed at the elevator door and said in a trembling voice, "Why did this door suddenly close..."
"Brother Zhou and the newcomer will never close the door on their own initiative. After all, no one wants to stay in the airtight elevator, so it can only be... a ghost." The lips of the female newcomer were trembling.
"Then what now? Should we do something...?"
"But there are ghosts in there..."
The newcomer fell into a panic, but Yan Jing sat on the side calmly, and even wanted to cross his legs, but he felt too proud, so he finally held back.
With a "ding dong" sound, the elevator door suddenly opened.
The newcomers held their breaths for a moment, and involuntarily clamped their shoulders, their bodies stiffened.
Seeing the gentle and gentle male newcomer come out, they took a deep breath and said with a heavy face, "Your brother Zhou... is dead."
"What?!" The newcomer exclaimed, his face turned pale, their only old actor Zhou Wen actually died on the first night.
Yan Jing was also stunned. He didn't worry about Xie Chi at all, but he didn't expect Zhou Wen to die.
Xie Chi was silent for a few seconds before he said in a low voice: "He died heroically in the desperate fight with the ghost."
[Fuck, ah, ah, it's so dark, who can play with this Nima]
[It's perfect, it's so perfect]
[Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha xswl heroic sacrifice, self dedication]
After Xie Chi finished speaking, he ignored the roar of the newcomer behind him and walked to Yan Jing: "Go, come with me to the monitoring room on the first floor."
Yan Jing stood up immediately, followed Pidianpidian, and asked in a low voice what happened in the elevator just now as she walked.
The mobile app suddenly rang—
[The progress of the plot has been updated, the actor's first day's work is over, and he is officially off work. ]
[Now enter the free time again. In order to avoid the audience's impatience, the daytime passes at 3.0 times the speed. Actors are requested to grasp the time and return to the company on time before the next work. ]
"3.0 times the speed, that's the ****," Yan Jing couldn't help but complain, "Fortunately we slept at night, otherwise we would have to investigate and make up sleep for those few hours during the day..."
Xie Chi figured it out. The working hours are from ten o'clock in the evening to five in the morning, seven hours, seventeen hours during the day, and 3.0 times the speed, which means that they have more than five hours of free time.
Time is running out and he has a lot to do.
…
When he arrived at the monitoring room, Xie Chi sat in front of the computer and skillfully began to adjust the elevator video of Zhang Lan's death.
Yan Jing couldn't help, so she sat aside and couldn't help asking, "Brother Xie, what happened to you and Zhou Wen in the elevator?"
Xie Chi said lightly: "He was killed by a ghost."
Yan Jing was stunned for two seconds, and was extremely surprised: "Brother Xie, have you seen a ghost?!"
He hurriedly leaned forward to ask.
"Well," Xie Chi replied softly, "it's a female ghost, I'm sure she is the red-clothed ghost in the title."
Yan Jing's heart was beating wildly.
The video was transferred, and it was disappointing that there was only Zhang Lan in the picture, and the female ghost seemed to be unable to be captured by the camera.
The photo could not be captured, Xie Chi thought about it, and simply drew it himself. He pushed Yan Jing: "The paper and pen beside you are handed to me."
Yan Jing hurriedly touched it and handed it to him.
Xie Chi took the pen and paper and asked casually, "You said before that you saw a ghost hand, what does a ghost hand look like?"
Yan Jing stayed for a few seconds, busy trying to recall: "It's the hand of a female ghost, the skin is pretty good... The fingers are long and red nail polish."
Xie Chi said "um": "The female ghost hand I saw in the elevator is also like this, so it should be the same ghost. At present, there are only two ghosts in horror movies, one is the female ghost in the elevator, You can only kill people in the elevator, but it seems that you can play tricks outside the elevator."
"The other is the ghost baby we saw last night. The ghost baby can move around in the building at will. At present, it is stronger than the female ghost, because the female ghost can be avoided as long as we don't fall for her and don't get close to the elevator. risk."
Xie Chi said calmly, and the movements of his hands kept going.
Yan Jing nodded again and again, and the thoughts of Chaos became clear in an instant.
Because of his blindness, his ears were extraordinarily sensitive. He heard the sound of the pen wiping the paper lightly, and asked, "Brother Xie, what are you writing?"
Xie Chi: "Painting ghosts."
Yan Jing couldn't sit still: "Fuck you, brother Xie, can you still draw?!"
Xie Chi said casually: "Soul painter level."
Yan Jing breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, otherwise it would be too shocking."
[Fortunately he is blind and can't see hahahahaha]
[This fucking starts to fool people again I die laughing]
In a few minutes, a female ghost appeared on the white paper.
It was only a sketch, but the terrifying appearance of the female ghost appeared on the paper.
Xie Chi looked for the basic facial features from the distorted face of the female ghost, restored the direction of the skin, and drew out the possible appearance of the female ghost before she died - it was a beautiful and moving young woman.
Fair-skinned, plump, long hair, big eyes, thick lips, and a black mole above the corner of the mouth.
Pregnancy is very likely.
Xie Chi circled the word pregnancy heavily.
Zhou Wen and Zhang Lan died in almost the same way, with their hearts and lungs stuffed into their stomachs, and their stomachs stretched like pregnant women.
The female ghost's belly was also cut open, and the belly was loose. If she was really pregnant, the month should not be small, and the baby in her belly was gone.
Xie Chi turned the pen thoughtfully, the ghost baby who was only knee-high... was probably the child of a female ghost.
As long as he finds out what happened to this building eighteen years ago now, he should be able to solve the mystery.
Xie Chi spoke to Yan Jing succinctly.
Yan Jing racked his brains for a while, and suddenly became excited: "Brother Xie, do you think this is the case, the female ghost with the ghost baby was originally a third child, and the original female boss hated her, so she tried to invite her to the building, She was killed in the elevator, and then she felt displeased, so she cut out the child in her belly, raised worms on the living baby, and let those disgusting insects bite the baby to death."
Xie Chi was noncommittal, staring at his healed index finger.
Yan Jing's guess seemed to be very logical, but it missed a crucial part - what exactly is the function of this Gu.
Xie Chi faintly felt that things were not that simple.
With a "click", without warning, a drop of blood dripped onto the painting in Xie Chi's hand and slowly rendered.
Xie Chi raised his hand and touched it in disbelief. He... had a nosebleed.
He had his first nosebleed in twenty-one years of his life.
Xie Chi was a little dazed: "Mirror, what does it mean for a normal person to have an inexplicable nosebleed?"
"Get angry? The sky is too dry?" Yan Jing felt that this question was really nonsensical, "Or leukemia? That would be quite scary."
Yan Jing scratched his head: "What is a normal person, Brother Xie, you said it as if you were not a normal person..."
Xie Chi took a piece of paper to wipe off the blood, and frowned slightly. As pet 1.0, it is impossible for him to get sick, and he will always stay away from him if he gets angry.
But without any external force, he actually... had a nosebleed.
Xie Chi realized something, and suddenly looked at his index finger.
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