Tribute to the Demon King

There is nothing unusual about the ordinary porch, but because the sun can't reach it, the indoor environment looks quite dark.

More importantly, Zhou Yi didn't smell the slightest smell of blood.

"... huh?"

Unexpectedly raised his eyebrows, Zhou Yi sniffed the air again, but still didn't smell the corpse.

...Didn't Ryunosuke play with his art this time?

He felt a certain cold sense of crisis more and more, but he didn't feel the slightest killing intent.

With strong curiosity, Zhou Yi walked into the corridor from the entrance and stepped up the stairs.

In the corridor on the second floor, all the doors are closed, only the half-open door at the end is lit.

This is absolutely not normal.

But really? Thrilling.

Zhou Yi happily strode forward, and then pushed open the door.

—Entered the corridor of the entrance.

Author's message:

I haven't stayed up late for a long time. After adding a new update yesterday, I feel like my whole body is empty. I started to break out in a cold sweat while sitting in front of the computer...

Today we decided to go to bed early and take it easy, so there is only one update, I'm really sorry, readers QAQ

By the way, I saw some people in the book review area talking about the network problem... Thank you for your concern, but this has nothing to do with us.Feeling the conscience, our book is very clean and honest, absolutely manly! (chest out)

Finally, let’s talk about the results of the first order. The 24 first-order subscriptions within 3100 hours of being on the shelf are all ordered 2600, which is about a ratio of six to one to seven to one. It’s pretty satisfactory.Then add more to next Friday, after all, we basically only have Saturday as the day when we are free to catch up on sleep during the day...

If only one more chapter is added...it should be fine...right?

Chapter 32 Simple and easy-to-learn method of quickly clearing layers of fear

Pushing open the door on the second floor, Zhou Yi came to the corridor of the entrance again.

...Wait, the entrance?

Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked around.

Nothing special, just an ordinary entrance.

Perhaps it was because there was no ventilation for a long time, the air was slightly humid, and there was a smell of rotting wood.However, there was no smell of blood at all.

In addition, whether it is the shoe cabinet at the door or the carpet on the floor, they are exactly the same as what they saw when they first entered the door.

Wait, why am I back again?

Obviously opened the door at the end of the second floor, but came out from the door on the first floor... It can't be the boring guy who moved people down the stairs after meeting Shiding.

No matter that much.Anyway, let's try to see if we can get out.

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows and turned around.Then, unexpectedly, I found that the door that I had just opened and ignored had closed for some reason without making the slightest sound.

But Zhou Yi didn't show the slightest expression, just stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob, and turned it slightly.There was the dull sound of the machine spring locking.

—the door is locked.

At the same time Zhou Yi realized that the door was locked, he heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground behind him.For that dull, bouncy sound, it's either an apple or a solid rubber ball or something.

Suddenly, this scene seemed a little familiar.Zhou Yi let go of the doorknob thoughtfully, and turned his head.

What appeared in front of him was not an apple that fell to the ground, nor any balls, but a large number of wooden strips stacked on top of each other.

The rough wooden strips are covered with protruding spikes.The thickest is about the thickness of an adult's thigh, and the smallest is only about the size of a child's finger.There are at least four cubic meters when stacked together, and a large amount of sawdust is mixed to completely block the entire corridor.

In short, this will definitely not be something that can be moved over by looking back.

Back killing and infinite loop... Why does this routine feel a little familiar?

Zhou Yi looked at the pile of wood and fell into deep thought. The memory of more than 20 years ago gradually revived in his heart: "Is this... PT? Or layers of fear?"

Zhou Yi had some guesses about Caster's methods in his mind.He pondered for a while, then turned his head decisively again, reached out and turned the doorknob.

As expected—only a crisp click was heard, and the door opened smoothly this time.

Zhou Yi walked out, and there was a wall not far in front of him.He looked to the left and right, and realized that he should have come out of a room on the side of the corridor on the second floor, and to his left was the small room at the end that he had just entered once.

The difference from just now is that this time its door is closed, and there are no lights inside.

But there were some bright yellow lights coming from the downstairs stairs on his right.Judging from the brightness, the place where the light was on should be the living room on the first floor.

Zhou Yi dared to bet that once he got close, the chandelier would suddenly be smashed or fall off, and he could only rely on the moonlight for illumination, and then something flashed outside the window or something.

"...to be mysterious."

With such a strong sense of sight, the corners of Zhou Yi's mouth rose slightly: "This copycat technology... has a high degree of restoration."

He probably understood Caster's method.

Although I don't quite understand the principle, but this illusion or enchantment is about making people face their own fears.No matter how powerful a person is, there must be their own fears in their hearts.

If used properly, it might become an unprecedented killer... But unfortunately, things like terror have a time limit, and people can change.

Zhou Yi has long passed the age where he would have nightmares because of playing horror games.