The shape of a baby was drawn with blood on the cotton pillow, so absurdly exposed to everyone's eyes.
Ye Xun's heart burst into uncontrollable anger for a moment, his fingers trembled slightly with anger, "Are you pretending to be pregnant?!"
Wen Renlian slowly became expressionless, he raised his head from the pillow, looked at the pregnant woman coldly, and suddenly punched the elevator wall.
Even the best-tempered Kuang Zheng stiffened his face.
The pregnant woman shrank for a moment, then raised her head with confidence, and said in a high voice, "What do you think? Are you capable of killing me?"
Now that it has been discovered, there is no need to put it on. The pregnant woman straightened her messy hair. She had seen through the characters of these people and was not worried that they would dare to hurt herself.
The only thing the pregnant woman has to worry about is the eccentric long-haired youth. But after seeing that he only dared to dismantle her trick and did nothing to her, she became reckless again, took out a powder puff from her pocket, and carefully touched up her makeup in front of the small mirror, He mocked: "How about I just pretend? Are you four big men trying to embarrass me, a woman?"
After making up the powder on her face, she took out her lipstick again, "Who made them so innocent, I said help and ran over, blame me for what? I dragged them to save me?"
After hearing her say this sentence, Ye Xun and the three of them were so angry that their chests were heaving violently, and their eyes were full of anger. But they had to admit that the pregnant woman was right.
Even if they knew that she had killed their companion, even if they knew that it was in a dream, the education and bottom line they had received could not allow them to do anything to this seemingly weak and real woman in front of them.
Are you really going to kill her
But it's just a dream here.
But don't kill? But the anger and sadness in my heart will not diminish because this is a dream.
In such a stagnant stalemate, Jiang Luo moved.
As soon as he approached, the pregnant woman was frightened and screamed. She pressed her back against the wall, fear lingering in her heart, as if she saw some hideous ghost, "Don't come here! You know who the person on the top floor is waiting for. Is he waiting for me! If you dare to do something to me, I will definitely make you look good when I get to the top floor!"
"The top floor," Jiang Luo raised his lips and smiled strangely, "So you want to go to the top floor."
The pregnant woman was cornered by him and looked at him in horror.
The beautiful face of the black-haired youth moved slightly closer to her, her lips were raised, and her cold white skin had no flaws. He lowered his head, the faint scent of his body lingering on the nose of the pregnant woman. Jiang Luo's brows and eyes were gentle, and she said to the pregnant woman as if she was facing her lover: "But what should I do, you may be dead to the top floor."
The pregnant woman shrieked, "You threaten me?! You want to kill me?!"
Her heart was beating faster and faster, and some unknown fear eroded her internal organs. She had a bad feeling that she would die at any time. The pregnant woman panicked and shouted to the three companions behind Jiang Luo: "He wants to Kill me, you still don't stop him?! Does he want to be a murderer!"
Wen Ren folded his arms and looked at her, Wen Yan sneered twice, stopping Ye Xun and Kuang Zheng who didn't know whether to stop Jiang Luo or not.
"How could I kill you," Jiang Luo raised his hand and stroked her cheek gently, making the pregnant woman tremble with fright, "but I guess the person you want to meet, or the ghost, won't let you live too long. Long."
The bad premonition is getting stronger and stronger, the pregnant woman sweats on her forehead, and subconsciously retorts: "Impossible, you lied to me!"
Jiang Luo smiled at her and said to himself, "Originally it was impossible, but now, that's not necessarily true."
When his hand was about to touch the earlobe of the pregnant woman, a bluish-white ghost hand suddenly stretched out from the wall against which the pregnant woman was leaning, and the ghost hand pinched the pregnant woman's neck tightly. , suddenly pulled the pregnant woman into the wall.
All this was as fast as a gust of wind, Jiang Luo reacted quickly and took a few steps back, staring at the metal wall of the elevator that reflected his figure.
His eyes were deep.
Chi You really looked at him all the time.
He only got a little closer to the pregnant woman, and Chi You was provoked by him, so he shot and killed the pregnant woman.
Jiang Luo lowered his eyes and turned to look at his companions, "Did you see what happened just now?"
Ye Xun and Kuang Zheng's anger hung in the air, and they shook their heads stiffly.
After Wen Renlian reacted, he laughed.
"Don't stand against the wall," Jiang Luo reminded, "Let's stand in the middle, this elevator is also hiding a ghost."
The four of them stood in the middle, back to back. At this time, they couldn't care about being sad. Ye Xun observed it carefully and said, "There are many small black spots on the wall. Is that the one who was swallowed?"
As soon as he said that, Jiang Luo discovered these inconspicuous little black spots that seemed to be hidden in the wall. He looked at these black dots and thought of the torn mirror in the hotel toilet. As the floors rose, would these black dots get closer to them
The elevator stopped with a "ding" sound.
They are on the tenth floor.
The elevator door opened and there was no one outside. Wen Renlian always felt something was wrong. He cautiously glanced outside, "Are we going out?"
Jiang Luo said, "Wait a minute."
Soon, the elevator closed again.
The elevator slowly ascended again, this time directly skipping the eleventh and twelfth floors. Wen Renlian pondered for a moment, "The floors where the elevator stops are irregular."
"Yes," Ye Xun nodded, and he had no hope in this world with a strange alertness and indifference in his eyes, "and every time it stopped, no one was waiting outside the elevator."
Kuangzheng tried to analyze with them, "Then why stop?"
The crowd fell silent.
Because they invariably thought of a worst but most likely outcome.
This is a ghost building, and elevators don't necessarily only serve people, they also serve ghosts.
Jiang Luo: "This is really..."
Wen Ren even sighed, "Starting from the first floor, the elevator has stopped four times in total, namely the third, seventh, eighth and just tenth floors. If ghosts enter these four floors, this It means that there are at least four ghosts around us."
Jiang Luo said, "There is another elevator ghost."
Wen Renlian smiled bitterly, "Yes, there is another elevator ghost."
Ye Xun thought disappointedly, if only Xiaofan was there, he could eat all the ghosts in one go.
Kuangzheng thought for a while, "It's not necessarily that ghosts will come in every time we stop, maybe there are ghosts who want to go down."
"This elevator has no buttons," Jiang Luo thought differently, "unless the ghost who entered the elevator has another ability to control the elevator to stop at the floor he wants to go down, I tend to stop every time because there is something outside. The ghosts are waiting. And the ghosts here are not easy-going ghosts." Ge Zhu's severed head flashed in his mind in the mall, Jiang Luo's eyes darkened, "If they didn't do anything to us, they really would Are you willing to go down?"
Jiang Luo thought not.
The elevator stopped again on the fifteenth floor.
The door slowly opened, and when Jiang Luo and the others were ready for the ghosts to come in again, the lights inside the elevator went out.
Jiang Luo seemed to feel something, and immediately looked around. I saw seven or eight pairs of greedy and terrifying green eyes suddenly appeared in the darkness, and the ghosts that had not been seen before appeared, smiled viciously at them, and rushed towards them fiercely.
Jiang Luo immediately said: "Run!"
The four people fled in an instant, and after they all got out of the elevator, the elevator door closed again. The ghosts who were left in the elevator looked distorted and watched them leave unwillingly.
They didn't take a single step until the elevator door was completely closed.
There was no danger, and several people breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the sign on the wall.
"This floor is the fifteenth floor and is divided into five elevators. Please choose an elevator to reach the top floor."
Below the logo are the five elevator doors on the fifteenth floor. The five doors are identical in color and size.
"Why do you need to divide the elevators again?" Ye Xun frowned, looking at the elevator doors one by one, "Are they trying to separate us?"
Jiang Luo was quite interested in such an arrangement. If it wasn't for the sullen anger of his three companions who had just died, he would have applauded Chi You.
He folded his arms and sneered, "Yes, they want to separate us."
Ye Xun's difficulty in making a choice came back again, and he showed pain: "It would be nice if Lu Yi was here."
Ye Xun didn't know which to choose, and Jiang Luo didn't dare to choose. After carefully observing the elevator doors, he gave up the two doors at the beginning and the end, and chose the middle position.
Wen Ren thought for a moment, but walked to the door of the first elevator.
Seeing that the two of them had already taken their positions, Kuang Zheng stood next to Wen Renlian. With the last two positions left, Ye Xun was still very embarrassed. His frown deepened, and suddenly he raised his head and asked Jiang Luo: "Jiang Luo, choose one for me."
Jiang Luo held his chin and thought for a while, and solemnly chose the last elevator for him.
Ye Xun's brows relaxed slightly, and he walked to another elevator without hesitation.
Jiang Luo: "…"
Ye Xun explained tactfully: "You also know your luck..."
Jiang Luo glanced at him faintly and pressed the elevator door.
The inside of the elevator is clean, with only one LCD screen hanging. Jiang Luo stared at the LCD screen for a few moments, and suddenly, the screen lit up.
Wen Renlian's figure appeared above.
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Wen Renlian felt that just as he stepped into the elevator, he went to another place. There was a door in the depths of my memory.
The familiar old apartment stairs, the familiar faded Spring Festival couplets, he returned to his childhood home.
He stood in front of the door, and the security door at this time was still an old-fashioned two-story door. The inside is a layer of wood, and the outside is a layer of iron bars. Half of the silver paint has fallen off, revealing the dirty primary color inside.
Wen Renlian understood, "Dream in a dream?"
There was a faint voice of conversation in the room.
A middle-aged man's voice that pretended to be kind but contained filth and malice sounded, "Isn't your child a son? This child really looks like a girl, look at this white and tender little face, it looks so cute."
Wen Renlian listened quietly.
This was the voice of his stepfather, and this sentence happened when he had just remarried with his mother.
There was a moment of silence inside the door, as if a scene had changed.
The greasy middle-aged male voice continued: "I bought a skirt for your son, let him wear a skirt in the future, it looks good in a skirt."
The mother hesitated: "This is not good..."
"What's not good!" The man's tone increased, and he said with anger, "After you remarried to me, there was no movement in your stomach for a year. I will raise your son for you. Isn't a girl's dress that costs dozens of dollars cheaper than a boy's clothes? You If you don't give him clothes, he'll just run away naked in the future!"
Mother was silent.
Wen Renlian tilted his head slightly, and the wig gently brushed past his ear, evoking a faint smile.
The hem of his skirt rested quietly against his body.
The scene changed again.
A childish and defensive voice sounded indifferently, "What are you going to do?"
The man's voice contained disgusting greed. He rubbed his hands and said, "Xiao Wen, will my uncle come to bathe you?"
Xiao Wenren said sharply, "Get out!"
After a short silence, "Crackling", the cluttered sound of many things falling to the ground sounded.
Wen Renlian heard enough of the excitement, he grabbed the doorknob and opened the door without hesitation.
Inside the door is a wet and messy bathroom, with a bathtub and piles of towels, shoes and brushes against an entire wall. In the middle of the ground, a middle-aged man in his forties with a sloppy belly and a protruding beer belly was pressing on a boy in a skirt.
The boy was struggling, his eyes full of anger and despair. But his thin hands couldn't resist the adults' suppression. The dress he should not be wearing was torn to shreds, wet by the sewage on the ground, and then lifted up eagerly by the middle-aged man.
Gradually, the boy seemed to give up his resistance. The middle-aged man relaxed his vigilance. He let go of the boy's arm and anxiously unfastened his waistband. At this moment, the boy's hand kept rubbing on the ground. He grabbed a glass bottle of shampoo and smashed it on the ground. on a middle-aged man.
The blood on the top of the middle-aged man's head was mixed with the white shampoo liquid. He glanced at the boy in disbelief and fell heavily to the ground.
Wen Ren, who was watching this scene, laughed out loud, raised his hand and applauded for his former self.
In the bathroom, the boy took a deep breath, crawled out from under the middle-aged man with difficulty, and walked over to the man's head to check.
A piece of sharp glass slag was inserted into the man's head, the boy tried the man's breath, and the man died.
Confusion and fear flashed across his face, and slowly turned calm.
The boy hugged his knees and sat next to the body against the wall until evening when his mother returned from outside and found him and the cooled body in the bathroom with his clothes torn apart.
Wen Renlian watched her mother cry while hugging her as a child. After crying bitterly, she stared blankly at the corpse for a while, and her expression gradually became firm.
She brought a clean dress to Wen Renlian to put on, and kept stroking Wen Renlian's head, "Will my mother send you to my grandmother for a few days? Your father and mother will take care of it, son, don't be afraid. ."
After speaking, her expression changed, and her expression was so serious that it was distorted and scary, "You are not allowed to tell anyone about this today! Including your grandmother! Do you hear? You have been playing outside today and didn't come back halfway. I’ve never met your father in the past! Wen Renlian, please remember that, no matter who asks you, you are not allowed to tell what happened today, forget it, forget it all, and don’t remember a single thing! I know! have no idea?!"
Xiao Wenren said uneasy: "Mom..."
She was only in her thirties, but her temples were already gray. Tears flashed in her eyes like a woman in her forties and fifties. She hugged Wen Renlian tightly, "Son, Mom, I'm sorry... Mom, I'm sorry..."
The lights in the room slowly went out, as if a play had come to an end. The corpse lying on the ground with its head smashed suddenly opened his eyes and stood up with a sinister smile. He picked up the glass bottle from the ground and walked straight towards Wen Renlian at the door.
Wen Renlian looked at the corpse and sighed, "This is the nightmare I have had the most since I was a child."
"I always felt that I didn't kill him," he said to himself, "or worried that he would turn into a ghost and seek revenge for me when he died. Now, this nightmare has become a reality."
At this time, the blood of the corpse on the ground formed a line of words: [Close the door and leave, you can pass this level and reach the eighteenth floor]
Wen Renlian thought thoughtfully, "So this is the last stage. As long as I close the door and ignore him, I can win."
He sighed, walked in, and closed the bathroom door behind him. Walking towards the corpse, after easily dodging the corpse's blow, Wen Renlian took the glass bottle from the corpse's hand with a fierce offensive, his face was expressionless, his eyes sharpened, "But even if I lose, I will. Kill him again."
The glass bottle in his hand plunged deep into the body of the corpse.
Wen Ren stabbed him more than a dozen times in a row, and blood splattered on his face. After the broken body no longer had the strength to stand up and fell to the ground, Wen Ren even threw the beer bottle and laughed.
The air in the bathroom became thinner and thinner, and Wen Renlian's face gradually turned blue.
His facial features and limbs became stiff, but his eyes were extremely content, and he kept such a laughing expression, and eventually suffocated in the bathroom.