"I don't know why, but I always feel that my recent skin is so dry..."
The woman muttered to herself, stroking her fingers to her cheek.
Under Lin Huai's naked eyes, the originally white and greasy skin quickly dehydrated, dried out, and turned yellow. Bloodshot cracks spread across the woman's cheeks, like the borders dividing Eurasia.
Gray-red Yin Qi rose along the base of the wall, and the woman's pitch-black eyes gradually became blood-red.
"It's so strange..." the woman said, "My face is..."
Her nails dug into the cracks in her cheeks like knives and forks into the skin of a burnt sweet potato.
Under the almost pitch-black skin was buried blood-red flesh, and that woman seemed to be tearing off her scorched face abruptly!
This woman is actually a red-clothed ghost!
There are indeed many ghosts in this apartment, and even ghosts are not uncommon. However, red-clothed and ordinary ghosts are two completely different concepts. The probability that a ghost can become a red-clothed ghost is less than 1%.
The white-collar worker on the wall that Lin Huai had seen downstairs looked like an ordinary white-clothed ghost. This woman living in 701 can become a red-clothed ghost, which is enough to show that she suffered great pain before her death.
"I seem to remember something..." she murmured, "It's so hot, my face... being pressed on the fire... so hot..."
Amidst her resentful moans, the originally smooth and white wall of 701 gradually turned yellow and curled up!
Scarlet blood dripped from the ceiling and along the wall... The ghost of 701 is about to awaken.
"No, Miss, you're talking to yourself a little bit." The player who should have been terrified put one hand on the door, "I haven't made a move yet, why are you awakening so soon?"
Lin Huai felt more and more that this dungeon was a bit cheating. He acted so friendly that this woman awakened her memory of being a ghost on her own. If it were someone else, he might be killed by the ghost before he killed the ghost.
The woman's evaluation of him seemed unheard of, her blood red eyes turned to Lin Huai: "What are you here for?"
Lin Huai was quite sure. When this woman took off her face, it was the time when she completely awakened the memory of death.
If it were an ordinary player who saw Li Gui awakening in front of him, he might have screamed and fled away. But fleeing the battle has never been Lin Huai's style. At this moment, he is not fighting alone. Behind him is a whole apartment of residents living and working in peace and contentment (although they are all ghosts), and there is also a Chu Tianshu lying in the property management room.
Lin Huai didn't mind fighting the female ghost directly, and fought until she lost her memory after awakening the ghost's memory. But he was afraid that he would accidentally beat the female ghost to death. After all, Lin Huai's beating never aimed at saving the victim's life.
After thinking for a while, the originally bleak seventh floor has gradually become a heat wave. Blackened palm prints kept appearing on Lin Huai's back, and the woman from 701 raised her face under her hair again at this moment: "You..."
Lin Huai: "Excuse me, shall we add a WeChat account?"
Female ghost:
Under the confused eyes of the female ghost, Lin Huai raised her WeChat, looked at her screen, and enthusiastically introduced: "I happen to have a product here that can moisturize the skin. You can check my circle of friends, I This product has been promoted in the circle of friends. This product is different from the products on the market. It is all natural and does not contain any chemical ingredients. Even the Queen of France used it, and it became popular in Paris within a day... "
Female ghost:
The female ghost seemed very shocked by his reaction, and the black handprints that had spread on the wallpaper gradually faded away.
"You can try it first, I put a few samples on the first floor, I'll take you downstairs to get them!" Lin Huai said enthusiastically, "You don't buy those so-called regular products, they are all deceitful , our hydrating product is made of pure Chinese herbal medicine, it can not only be used externally, but also taken internally... "
Female ghost: "No, no need."
Her blood-red eyes returned to normal under the attack of Lin Huai's long string of words, and even her chapped skin gradually returned to its original state.
"Oh, we are all neighbors, how can I lie to you?" Lin Huai said, "My skin also lacks water after giving birth, so I rely on this product to recover..."
His voice suddenly stopped.
Lin Huai silently retracted the promotional words for WeChat business that he had searched temporarily on Baidu, and smiled at the woman in front of him.
Now that the goal has been achieved, a little accident in the process is acceptable. Lin Huai thought freely.
"Just now..." the woman made a weak and shocked voice, "You said you..."
Lin Huai: ...
"Actually, it's a very normal thing here." He said softly, "You don't have to worry about it."
woman:…
"I have basically understood your situation." Lin Huai smiled, "I wish us a happy relationship in the next few days, by the way..."
"If your skin is dehydrated, don't rub your face too much." He pointed to his cheek, "You can make up for the lack of water. If the skin falls off, it will not be easy to sew."
woman:
In the shocked and terrified eyes of the woman, Lin Huai waved his hand and boarded the elevator.
After visiting the 6th and 7th floors, the next step is the 5th, 3rd, and 2nd floors.
A man in a baseball cap and a girl in a blue sweater lived on the fifth floor. When the woman in the blue sweater opened the door, Lin Huai smelled a strong smell of formalin on her body.
The woman in the blue sweater didn't seem to want to talk to Lin Huai very much. Her face was still tear-stained and swollen. After seeing Lin Huai, she said in a low voice, "I'm on the phone with my boyfriend."
Lin Huai vaguely heard the man's roar on the other end of her cell phone: "Zhao Ruyun, are you dirty, huh? Let me ask, are you dirty?"
Lin Huai wanted to say something else, but the woman had already closed her door with a "snap".
Lin Huai: ...
The former pink sweater woman lives on the 3rd floor. On the other side of the woman in the pink sweater lived an elegant male painter.
As soon as Lin Huai entered the second floor, she was overwhelmed by the scene in front of her.
In 201, there are lovers sitting. The door of the room was wide open, and she appeared to be crying to her female friend.
"I want to run away from home!" Lin Huai could hear the voice of the couple in the corridor, "I'm done with this place, I'm going back to pack my luggage tonight!"
Her girlfriend seemed to be comforting her all the time, but the couple was crying all the time. Lin Huai felt that she really couldn't get involved in this youthful scene. But he was very relieved that it was better to hear human beings tearing apart while alive than to hear human beings screaming while dead.
Thinking this way, he came to the door of 202.
As soon as he came to this door, Lin Huai felt something was wrong.
All the digital signs in front of the door are in the form of Arabic numerals, and this 202 is no exception.
However, the 202 on it... is actually reversed!
Just as he was about to knock on the door, the door belonging to 202 opened without a sound.
"Squeak—"
In sharp contrast to the crying in 201, there is the silence in 202.
Lin Huai looked up, and there seemed to be a lot of dust in 202, but he didn't see the person who opened the door. He was confused, but a little girl's voice came from below him: "Little brother, who are you?"
This voice is delicate and crisp. The little girl in a floral dress raised her head and looked at Lin Huai with innocent eyes.
Unlike the other rooms, this 202 obviously gave him a strange feeling. Lin Huai glanced at the 201 opposite, squatted down, and looked at the little girl: "Little friend, I am the new property manager here."
As he spoke, he looked past the little girl and looked inside: "Are your parents there?"
"Mom and Dad are going to work." The little girl said sweetly.
"Really?" Lin Huai said, "It's already ten o'clock in the evening... Don't you turn on the lights at home? When will your parents come back?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and stroked the little girl's hair with concern: "If your parents don't come back, it's not safe to stay at home alone."
There is something very wrong with this little girl. This is Lin Huai's intuitive conclusion.
Lin Huai couldn't see through the aura lingering around her. Therefore, he wanted to know more about the little girl, especially when the little girl's parents came back, so as to make a safety confirmation. If the little girl's ghostly parents are not around, it will be easier to deal with the little girl's affairs.
"Daddy said, Mommy won't come back." The little girl said innocently, "But he left me a lot of food, enough for me to eat."
The two sentences she said had nothing to do with each other. The little girl blinked her black eyes, and suddenly said: "Little brother, your eyes are so beautiful."
"What about your father?" Lin Huai asked with concern, "When will your father come back..."
Suddenly, he heard the sound of something rubbing against the ground in room 202.
"Daddy didn't come back, but I kept the watchdog dog." The little girl continued to answer irrelevant questions. "The dog is better than daddy. It can watch the door, is very loyal, and will play with me."
She blinked, and suddenly smiled innocently. She pulled Lin Huai's sleeve and said sweetly, "Little brother, do you like dogs? Do you want to come and see my dog?"
There was great power coming from her hand, and Lin Huai's eyes turned red at that moment.
"Little brother, come to my house to play." The little girl said softly, "I can let the dog play with you, and I can also give you delicious food... Do you like playing marbles? I like playing marbles the most. La."
"I have now..." the little girl counted her fingers innocently, "one, two, three, four... four marbles, four black marbles. Oh, it should be three, looking for a marble At that time, the marble struggled too hard and was crushed by me."
While the little girl was communicating with Lin Huai, the couple who had been sobbing in the next room finally stopped crying.
"I'll go back to pack my luggage tonight." She said bitterly, "I want to make him regret it!"
Her friend wiped her tears for her. She took a tissue and said, "Strange."
"What's strange?"
"The new property manager, I just saw him come to the second floor. There is only one room on the second floor. What is he doing in the power distribution room next door?"
"I don't know." The couple thought for a while, and then said, "By the way, didn't you just buy a new suitcase? Lend me the suitcase."
They were chatting, and Lin Huai here also grabbed the little girl's hand.
Lin Huai didn't know for the time being whether the little girl's perception of her identity was a human or a ghost, so it was difficult to turn her face for a while. He held the little girl's hand and said in the most gentle tone possible: "Well, it's not impossible to play with you."
The little girl blinked and seemed very happy: "Is it really possible?"
"However, dogs should be happier playing with dogs." Lin Huai said softly, "You wait here for a while, in fact, I also have a dog, but it's just a little uncomfortable, and I'm still sleeping downstairs .I'll bring him up tomorrow to play with your dog and..."
He added: "I'll play marbles with you tomorrow."
"But..." the little girl lowered her head, her voice a little aggrieved, "Many people who said they would come to play with me never came back..."
"Because they are all dishonest people." Lin Huai said, "And I am an honest and trustworthy person."
"But… "
"How about it." Lin Huai said with a smile, "Let's pull the hook."
"What is a hook?" The little girl blinked.
"That is, use my little finger to hook your little finger."
As Lin Huai said, he took out the package. He took out a finger he had obtained in Meizhuang before, and put it in front of the girl.
"Now it's your turn." Lin Huai still smiled, "Take out your little finger, too."