life copy game

Chapter 354 Spreading Pollution
Eisen's family lives on the twelfth floor.

Compared with the place where Nell and Jorn live, this building is considered a relatively good residential building, with only eight households on each floor.

In the residential building where Nell lives, there are 34 households on each floor, and each household is crowded in a narrow and cramped room.

Eisen's house number is 1208, the innermost one on the whole floor.

This building is a smart access control. Enter the access account number, it will automatically connect to the head of the household, and choose whether to open the door according to the access rules set by the head of the household.

Generally speaking, the head of the household will take a look at the appearance of the visitor remotely, and then choose whether to open the door.

After He Ao entered Eisen's house number, the screen of the access control machine in front of him flickered, showing a dark scene.

"Who are you?"

A hoarse voice sounded slowly, and something faintly reflecting light appeared in the depths of the picture, it seemed to be a bloodshot eye.

He Ao has already prepared his identity, "Boss asked me to come to you."

"it is good."

To He Ao's surprise, the other party didn't ask further questions to verify his identity, the voice on the screen responded, and then with a soft sound, the door was unlocked.

He Ao's identity is not false, because among the few Icewolf gang members he asked for directions, there was indeed one person who was ordered by the Icewolf gang boss to visit Eisen.

Because Eisen hasn't shown up for several days, no one can contact him.

He Ao stretched out his hand and pushed towards the gate of the access control.

"whee"

The moment he touched the door, a sharp chuckle like a feminine boy echoed in He Ao's ear.

He Ao ignored the chuckle, opened the door and continued to go in.

There were bright lights in the corridor, but the whole corridor was quiet and permeating.

He Ao went straight to the entrance of the corridor and pressed the elevator.

After entering the elevator, his fingers paused for a moment as he pressed towards the twelfth floor.

As his physical fitness improved, so did his eyesight. This elevator seemed to have just been cleaned. Most of the elevator floor buttons were clean, with only a few superimposed fingerprints.

The elevator buttons on the twelfth floor were densely packed with a large number of fingerprints.

Many people have visited the twelfth floor.

He Ao thought about it, but the movements of his hands were not slow. He pressed the elevator button, and the elevator went up quickly, and soon reached the twelfth floor.

1208, where Eisen lives, is at the deepest part of the corridor, passing other residents on this floor along the way.

When He Ao passed through the doors one by one, he unexpectedly found that all the doors on this floor were either half-opened or half-closed.

Some of the doors were pitch black, others were lit but no one was moving, and there was an eerie silence around them.

It's as if the owners of these houses are in a hurry to do something and will be back soon.

He Ao glanced over these doors, and a family seemed to have just got married. Through the crack of the door, he opened his eyes and saw the brand new wedding photo of the owner hanging on the wall.

Vaguely, He Ao felt that someone was watching him in the dark, but he didn't care, and went straight to the end.

The door at the end of the corridor was closed.

Howard looked up at the house number of this door, 1208.

The golden doorplate reflected a faint crimson under the light of the corridor.

thump -- thump -- thump --

He knocked on this door.

click -

A pale man opened the door. He covered his right eye with one hand, opened the door with the other, and said slowly, "Come in."

There was a dim light in the room, and Howo stepped in across the threshold.

His eyes fell on the source of the dim light, which was a dim yellow floor lamp covered with a layer of red gauze.

boom--

The open door was suddenly closed.

The man who was walking in front walked behind He Ao at some point, his hoarse voice sounded slowly, "There is something wrong with the light at home, I haven't had time to change it, do you want some coffee?"

As he spoke, he walked slowly towards the kitchen without waiting for He Ao's response.

He Ao looked at his back and found that his movements were a little uncoordinated. Normal people move with their body leading their head, but Eisen's steps seem to be moving forward with his head and body separately, but synchronized. .

He Ao glanced around the room.

The decoration of the whole room is extremely simple, there are only sofas, coffee tables, and cabinets next to the walls.

All the walls are covered with rough dark wallpaper that reflects uneven light.

He Ao reached out and touched the wall, it was a little wet.

He walked to the only sofa.

The sofa is covered with various photos of people sitting on the sofa, the background is very dark, and all the photos have a certain consistency.

Their photos only included the lower half of the body, with the head cut off.

These body-only photos are stacked together, as if fused together.

"Come on, have some coffee."

Eisen walked over, his right eye was covered by a piece of gauze, holding a mug of dark coffee in his hand, stirring it constantly with a small spoon.

He Ao looked up at him, didn't take the coffee, but raised his wristband and showed the photos of his eldest brother and second sister, "Have you seen them?"

When Eisen saw these two photos, he paused obviously, and then said hoarsely, "Come on, drink coffee, and I'll tell you after I'm done."

"Is there a possibility," He Ao tilted his head, watching him calmly, "I'm not negotiating terms with you?"

Eisen, who was holding the coffee, froze, and his hand stirring the coffee stopped halfway.

A drop of wet liquid dripped on He Ao's cheek, he raised his head, and under the dim light, painful cheeks came into view.

In the place where the chandelier was originally hung, there were distorted and painful heads floating one after another, staring at He Ao with their empty eye sockets.

Blood dripped on He Ao's cheek.

Among these people, He Ao saw the newlyweds in the wedding photo he had glimpsed earlier.

"Fix the lamp...Fix the lamp..."

A hoarse whisper came from He Ao's ear, and Eisen, who was originally pale, suddenly burst into a rage, and poured the coffee in his hand on He Ao.

He Ao jumped forward, dodging the spilled coffee, and a strong smell of blood came, it seemed that the coffee was mixed with blood.

But it seems that the smell is not limited to the coffee, it also permeates the room, the whole is filled with a strong smell.

"Fix the lamp...Fix the lamp..."

Eisen's head rolled off his body, and then floated in the air. The gauze over his right eye fell off, revealing an empty eye socket.

"Fix the lamp...Fix the lamp..."

The painful heads hanging from the ceiling also screamed distortedly, and these shouts carried some kind of crazy raving, invading He Ao's mind.

Eisen's headless body took out two small knives out of nowhere, rushed towards He Ao, and the knife pierced He Ao's heart.

His feet are closely bonded to the ground, as if they are integrated with the whole house.

The surrounding walls began to wriggle violently.

The rough wallpaper that He Ao just touched seemed to be not wallpaper, but a wall of flesh and blood. The cabinets leaning against the wall squirmed and turned into tentacles.

The whole room seems to have turned into the body of some kind of monster, and He Ao is now in the body of this monster.

"Fix the lamp...Fix the lamp..."

Violent ravings echoed in the space, and the heads without eye sockets hanging above He Ao's head also opened their mouths, biting towards He Ao.

He Ao dodged and landed on the other side, and only now did he see clearly that those heads were not suspended in the air, but were suspended and controlled by lines.

The same goes for Eisen's head.

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the wriggling wall, grabbing his shoulder, and then, more and more arms stretched out from the wall, grabbing He Ao densely.

He Ao took a step forward, dodging these arms, and looked up at the heads that were attacking densely in the sky.

All the silk threads that hang the heads are connected near the chandelier in the center of the ceiling, and that chandelier is the only thing in the whole room that leans against the wall without turning into flesh.

Holding the double swords in his hands, he jumped and flew to the roof with these heads on his feet.

He pierced the flesh and blood of the ceiling obliquely with one sword, fixed his body, and split the chandelier with the other sword. With the split of the plastic cover, a wriggling and beating heart like a light bulb appeared in He Ao's body. in view.

When He Ao stared at this heart, the whispering in his ear instantly intensified.

A distorted cheek appeared above the heart, it was Eisen's cheek, he looked at He Ao hanging on the ceiling, and muttered to himself, "Fix the lamp...Fix the lamp..."

"crazy?"

He Ao frowned.

That's right, it's not surprising that this situation is not crazy.

He turned on Super Memory, and from the perspective of Super Memory, countless distorted phantoms gathered behind this heart.

That was the man who was killed in this house.

There are not only Eisen's neighbors, but also some strong-looking gang members who seem to be the ice wolf gang who came to Eisen.

Eisen's phantom was also mixed in.

After everyone entered this room, they never went out again.

This madness should be curable.

He Ao thought for a moment, and while chopping off his head, he mobilized the power of Chao Yi.

Mental disturbances can affect the soul.

The huge impact acted on the chaotic phantom, tearing out Eisen's incomplete soul.

The face on the heart regained his senses in an instant, he looked at He Ao, and said in panic, "Help me, I want to live..."

He Ao raised his bracelet and showed the photos of his eldest brother and second sister again, "Do you know these two people?"

"I know," the face on the heart said tremblingly, "The boss asked me to catch them before and torture them about the whereabouts of something important."

"What about after that?" He Ao casually split off a flying head and watched him calmly, "To tell the truth."

"After that..." The heart stared at He Ao's blood-stained cheeks, and felt that He Ao was more terrifying than the crazy monster he was. He said tremblingly, "We have tortured for a long time, but nothing came out. Boss wants us to get rid of them..."

He Ao's hand holding the short sword tightened suddenly.

"Please, save me, save me, I don't want to die...I want to live..."

The chaotic soul began to tear Eisen's soul again, and his cheeks were gradually painful.

"My eldest brother and second sister also want to live."

He Ao grasped the sword in his hand, pierced this squirming heart with one sword, and the majestic blood splashed out, covering his body.

The whole room began to tremble violently, and those squirming flesh and blood began to lose control.

He Ao pulled out the sword stuck in the ceiling, fell to the ground, split the chaotic wriggling flesh, and left the room.

The sense of spying came again, He Ao turned his head and saw the half-hidden door of 1208 next to 1206 being slowly opened.

A boy in white pajamas poked his head out and looked at He Ao carefully. He was still holding an old night light that seemed to have been damaged.
"Brother, is that monster dead?"

"The one inside is dead,"

He Ao turned around without looking at the boy, and seemed to continue walking towards the elevator.

"That's it."

The boy lowered his head, a smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

Two fleshy tentacles covered with eyes protruded from his back little by little, and slammed forward.

At this moment, a sharp pain came from his heart, and the blood-stained sword tip pierced his chest.

"The ones outside are dead too."

He Ao pulled out the dagger and inserted it back into his waist. The expression on the boy's cheeks became stiff, and he fell forward and fell to the ground.

The boy's back was empty except for his heart.

He Ao looked at the room, those gathered souls had already started to dissipate, pained heads in the sky fell to the ground one after another, they stared at He Ao, the corners of their mouths seemed to outline a thankful and relieved smile.

He Ao withdrew his gaze, picked up the damaged night lamp that was held tightly by the young man on the ground, and cut it open with a sword, revealing the dark heart shining with red light.

Like He Ao's old sword, this night light is connected with that unknown god.

It's just that people who come into contact with this night light don't have such strong mental resistance as He Ao, and they completely degenerate into crazy monsters.

He Ao didn't know whether it was Eisen who had peeped into the deep secret, or the dead boy in front of him, but in the final analysis, they all turned into twisted madness in the end.

As He Ao split the night light, the red streamer seemed to gather and merge into He Ao's twin swords.

The materials of these two swords are very common, but because of the blessing of those black hearts inside, they are sharper and stronger than ordinary swords, so He Ao has always kept them.

Following the influx of those red streamers, He Ao swung his sword, and the two swords seemed to be stronger.

His eyes swept over the night lights on the ground. Someone was deliberately spreading these god-related items and spreading madness.

He Ao sheathed his sword and walked into room 1206. This room was well preserved. He slowly and carefully cleaned the blood on his body in the bathroom.

Then he left the room, threw the bloody and damaged windbreaker into the door of 1208, walked back to the end of the corridor, and pressed the elevator.

A pitch-black metal sphere rolled into the doorway of 1208 and landed on the blood-stained windbreaker.

Drop drop-

A rush of red light shone on it.

The moment He Ao stepped out of the door of the building, a violent explosion resounded in the sky.

Those twisted flesh and blood cannot be seen by ordinary people, and the pollution may spread.

He Ao touched his waist, which contained the high-explosive grenade he bought from the wanderer camp in the wilderness. At this time, one grenade was missing.

He bought a bowler hat from a roadside stand and pressed it on his head.

At this moment, everyone was attracted by the violent explosion, and He Ao's reward announcement flashed across the big screen in the nearby shopping mall.

His figure disappeared at the end of the street.

　Two-in-one, a little too much to write, a little later.

　
(End of this chapter)