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Chapter 459: Set up a grave

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This is a great mystery. Rong Chuan rushed towards the third floor of the last recorded location. The time was twenty-four minutes to eight o'clock. Only the last minute was left from the originally set escape time, and the distance was The 30-minute stay given by the newspaper only left the last six minutes!

Rong Chuan didn't believe that this was the simplest method of beating the wall and blindfolding the eyes, because tasks of this level also used such ordinary methods, which obviously violated any characteristics, then everything that happened now had to be speculated to the most unbelievable level.

That is, the space has been tampered with!

The original deep apartment is indeed a real 18-storey building. When they entered from the bottom floor, the number of buildings that went upstairs has not changed. The fourth floor is also real, but they only come down again this time. This resulted in the disappearance of the four floors, and the terrible replacements of the upper floors increased by one.

The key, the most confusing thing for Rong Chuan is that if the fourth floor is really erased by spiritual power, then in order to maintain the number of floors at 18, the top floor should be 19!

So, whether the number that has been tampered with, the original eighteenth floor has really become the nineteenth floor is already a mystery, and they don't have time to verify it.

However, Song Zhuoming’s situation should have been dealt with soon, and they will gather again at that time. Due to the rewriting of the floor numbers, the original "eighth to thirteenth" that Song Zhuoming was responsible for, the numbers of these five floors should also be Will increase by one in turn.

Rong Chuan thought, if according to Song Zhuoming's observation and mind, it should not be difficult to find this terrible change, then only need to correspond to each other, then you can know:

After the fourth floor disappears, all floors are increased by one, and the eighteenth floor becomes the nineteenth floor; or after the fourth floor disappears, the whole building still has eighteen floors, which presents an incomprehensible paradox. s!

The former is very simple. The supernatural power only swallowed the fourth floor, but the total number of floors remained unchanged. This can also be explained by common sense: that is to swallow one, in order to ensure the number of eighteen, one more!

In this case, the number of floors has not changed, and the executors can still make long-term discussions;

But if it is the latter, then things completely change into another concept: one less than one of the eighteen floors, but it has not been filled. It stands to reason that the current deep apartment should only have seventeen floors, but!

However, in the eyes of all the executors, there should be only seventeen-story apartment buildings left, but it still looks, counts, and even walks, it is still eighteen floors!

This becomes elusive and incomprehensible, and the paradox of space will become an irreparable mystery!

Rong Chuan stepped on the hard steps, and gradually felt that something had become unreal. It was a precursor to the void of space and the slow collapse of the previous worldview. The answer to all this was only after Song Zhuoming and them merged. After the comparison, the most accurate answer can be obtained.

But his complexion is getting worse and worse, because he has a deep hunch that things will often approach the worst!

"Remember...record, this is the last one! We must go fast!" John whispered out of breath, now it's not ghosts hitting the wall, their actions are not half blocked, or the spatial change just now, it's not really what I wanted Keep them here.

Rong Chuan glanced at the time, and finally burst out at full speed and sprinted away. He took a pen and paper and rushed to the door of the first house on the third floor, and at this moment he was stunned...

On the side of the door of "301", the pure white wall is a little blackened, and there is no trace of carving on it, and even the wall is preserved better than the upper floor. This is the first serial murder case in the rainy night. There is no engraving symbol in the land of being destroyed!

This was unexpected by Rong Chuan. In his conversation with Song Zhuoming, there was already a rudimentary form, that is, the wall of the first resident of the "3rd to 13th floors" must have been carved by something representing an unknown meaning. symbol.

This is the sign of the victim...or a commonality!

But the weird situation of "301" suddenly appeared but it completely broke the only commonality. It was empty here, making Rong Chuan stunned on the spot. After a while, he wrote a few words in the place of "301" on the drawing. The word "no symbol, meaning to be determined".

Just after he was stunned, the watch made a tinkling sound, causing Rong Chuan’s body to shake. He looked down and saw that this was the alarm clock he had set in advance. It was already 8:25. Arrived at the last time.

With the movement of the pointer, he has repeatedly exceeded the retreat time set at the beginning!

Rong Chuan's complexion suddenly changed. He no longer missed this "301" strange thing, clenched the notebook in his hand and exhausted all his strength, and quickly fled.

When his figure appeared at the entrance of the corridor, the bodies of John and Lou Yun who had been waiting for a long time stood up from the ground and looked at him with some surprise: "So fast?"

"There are no lettering symbols on the wall of 301. I don't know what happened, but we have been in the apartment for 25 minutes. We must go quickly!" Rong Chuan pulled up John and Lou Yun from left to right. Make an emergency sprint downstairs.

"Song... Song Zhuoming never came! He never showed up!" Lou Yun's breathing was a little confused, and she stumbled downstairs.

She has been in the corridor for the longest time, and has been paying attention to the movement above, but Song Zhuoming's footsteps and figure never appeared from above, which gave her a bad feeling.

In Rong Chuan's emergency, he really didn't think about this problem, and even forgot about him. It wasn't until Lou Yun mentioned it that he suddenly thought that there was one less person in their line!

As he ran, he looked upstairs, "Song Zhuoming's speed shouldn't be slow, how could he not show up for so long!" His heart is also a little anxious, Song Zhuoming has not appeared yet, and at this moment, he is 30 minutes away from the last. The minute is getting closer and closer, if he is really left here, he will enter the mission ahead of time!

But, if you enter three days in advance, he will execute this unsolvable task for six days!

When Rong Chuan thought of this, his scalp numb, he felt too terrible just thinking about it, especially when he didn't understand the situation now, it was whoever entered and died!

"I can't care about him, we must hurry downstairs!" John looked at the destination that was getting closer and closer. Not only did the eagerness in his heart not disappear, but it became more and more serious. The closer he gets to the exit, the more his nerves become. Increase tension.

They fled extremely fast, and within two minutes, they returned to the lobby on the first floor!

Rong Chuan's eyelids were a little bit angry, and his heart was pounding. This was a response from a state of urgency. Before him was a messy scene. A lot of wind and rain moved the door that had been smashed into pieces. The raindrops hit the broken glass and tiles, clinking and mixing. The sound of thunderstorms and wind sounded extraordinarily messy.

At this moment, the three of them rushed to the gate without hesitation. Lou Yun and John took the lead and walked directly through the broken gate, breaking into the wind and rain, and their moods eased.

They have never felt the wind and rain in this kind of emergency situation. They did not expect that this kind of weather would give them a relaxing and calming effect.

John touched the crackling raindrops on his face and asked Rong Chuan to hurry up with a vague sight. He raised his wrist, the rain wet the dial, but it was vaguely visible that it had already shown that it was 8:28 in the evening. Minute!

Only the last two minutes are left.

But Rong Chuan’s footsteps stopped in the air the moment he stepped out of the gate. His face was baptized by the rainstorm, but he could still see his hesitation and struggle. The shouts and urgings of John and Lou Yun beside him were in his ears. The sound resounded, but the foot he was hanging in the air stepped back again!

When Lou Yun saw this, her eyes widened. She stretched out her hand and wiped her wet hair to the side, shouting in shock: "Teacher, what are you doing! Come out soon, there's no time!"

"No, I'll wait until the last half a minute, Song Zhuoming hasn't come yet!" Rong Chuan's words echoed in the ears of the two with the sound of the rainstorm. The voice was not big but it was extremely shocking.

John's face twitched, he touched the rain on his face again, blocked the watch, and said eagerly: "There is only one and a half minutes left, and it will reach half past eight. If something happens to Song Zhuoming, how can you save it?"

Struggle again appeared on Rong Chuan’s face. He couldn’t hear the sound of Song Zhuoming’s footsteps in the building, but after looking inward, he gritted his teeth and said, “Xu Lang wants me to take care of him as much as possible. Just abandon him like this, how can I explain?"

"You tell Xu Lang a fart! You don't owe him at all... You..." Lou Yun shouted in the wind and rain, as if unable to understand Rong Chuan's thoughts at the moment.

And at this moment, Rong Chuan seemed to realize something, and turned his head abruptly. There was a rush of footsteps on the left corridor on the first floor, and he approached the gate quickly!

Rong Chuan's expression was overjoyed. He stood at the door and shouted loudly: "Song Zhuoming? Hurry up, come on!"

By the time Song Zhuoming's thin figure appeared, the time had come for the last half a minute, and Rong Chuan stepped half of his foot outside the building, and stretched out his arms to wait for his arrival.

Song Zhuoming's face was also a little urgent. When he evacuated to the fifth floor, he was surprised to find that the number of the floor had begun to change, and this number could no longer match, and when he stopped, that The footsteps that followed him all the time did not stop at this moment, and the voice became more and more urgent!

Song Zhuoming understood what this meant, indicating that the hidden thing couldn't help it!

In desperation, he had to give up escaping from the middle of the corridor, and instead rushed to the corridor on the left side of the building, which delayed some time, and when he hurried to this place, there was nothing left. The last half minute.

And when he was about to reach Rong Chuan's arm, his body suddenly stopped. It was not caused by supernatural power, but he stopped actively. Then he slowly turned his head and looked behind...

At this moment, Rong Chuan also looked forward in horror. It was the corridor in the center. A hand was exposed at the corner of the stairs...

There was a rattle in that hand... No, it was a half rattle that was cut in the middle to be precise!

The weird buzzing sound of the previous response sounded again, and this time, the moment it appeared, it suddenly interrupted the thunder of the outside world!

That hand was manipulating the rattle, and the sound produced by the constant rotation, and at the moment Song Zhuoming turned his head, that hand slammed the rattle towards the direction of the hall.

The rattle lay a few times on the ground not far from Song Zhuoming, as if waiting for someone to pick it up, or that the hand was thrown over at this time, then its purpose is self-evident. !

Rong Chuan saw the figure that Song Zhuoming paused and turned slowly, and realized what was wrong, he said nervously: "Don't be fooled! It uses this thing to lure you back, we only have the last five seconds!"

Suddenly, Song Zhuoming breathed a long sigh of relief while standing there, as if the suffocation that had been suppressed for a long time was finally relieved, his body relaxed, he ignored Rong Chuan's words, and walked slowly back into the apartment sadly. !

The role of this half rattle is unknown, but it can have an impact on the real world, and its role is already immeasurable when it is used as bait by the evil spirit at this moment.

"Three seconds! Two seconds! One second!" John announced the final time loudly from the side!

"Song Zhuoming! Don't!"

Rong Chuan watched Song Zhuoming walk towards that side with his bleak figure, slowly picked up the half of the rattle, and then squeezed it out in the direction of the gate!

"Give it to Brother Xu for me and tell him that the tombs of the two brothers of the Song family are standing together!"

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