infinite danger

"This is just your guess. Do you have any way to prove it?"

Veins popped up in the hand holding the cup, Ji Cheng was filled with remorse, and he couldn't hold his breath.

If he hadn't insisted on opening door 3 to "discover the details", he and Chenyu could have avoided the death condition.

"Ji Cheng, stop messing around, I think his guess is right." Chen Yu patted Ji Cheng's shoulder lightly: "If you can't finish the task before midnight, maybe another person will die. Let's start quickly."

"There are four floors in the area where we can move, and we searched separately.

Ah Ming, Qipao sister and Huya are in charge of the second and third floors, Ji Cheng, Tall Man and I are in charge of the fourth and top floors. Does anyone have any comments? "

Chenyu regained the dominance again.

"Wait, is Huya referring to me?"

Ji Siwei pointed at himself blankly.

This name is a novelty.

"Yes." Chen Yu smiled: "If you have no objections, let's split up."

After speaking, he took Ji Cheng and the tall man upstairs.

"Let's start too." The cheongsam woman said, "I want to be in charge of the double-numbered room."

"Okay, I'll be in charge of the odd room." Ah Ming looked at Ji Siwei: "You're in charge of the living room and kitchen, and if you're in danger, yell."

Ji Siwei raised his baseball bat and said with a smile, "It's okay, I have a weapon."

Ah Ming looked at his pale and slightly thin wrist, and that face that was as bright as the moon, and suddenly remembered the head-on blow that this guy gave to the beheaded woman, shook his head, turned and left.

The living room became silent and empty again, with the windows open in broad daylight, the room was still dim, and a vague evil spirit spread in the air.

Ji Siwei tried to turn on the light, but as soon as he pressed the button, the light tube above his head flickered frequently, making harsh noises, and he had to turn off the light again.

There are many places in a house that are suitable for hiding corpses, such as the living room and kitchen, which are relatively empty places, Ji Siwei first inspected the walls for any abnormalities.

His eyes swept across the four walls, and then slowly looked down. The north wall was obviously damper and colder, with some mold and moss growing in the corners, and some scattered small things were piled up. puppet.

"The little puppet I picked up yesterday, why is it here?"

The wheelchair ran over the masonry floor, Ji Siwei approached the pile of small parts, picked up the puppet, and looked at it.

The little puppet was dirtier than yesterday. There were several cuts on the red overalls, and there were also small cuts of different shades on the puppet's arm. The cuts were neat and neat, which should be caused by a sharp weapon.

"If I survive, I'll give you a new dress."

Gently wiping off the dust on the puppet's face with his fingertips, looking into those dark eyes, Ji Siwei suddenly felt that the puppet actually had a soul.

Putting the puppet into his arms and wrapping it in a blanket, Ji Siwei raised his baseball bat and knocked on the damp wall, the dust fell all over the wall, but there was no problem with the wall.

"Not in the wall."

Putting away the baseball bat, Ji Siwei began to check the lockers one by one.

He remembered Ah Ming's advice, so he didn't touch any drawers.

The surrounding area was extremely quiet, save for the sounds of wheelchairs moving and cabinet doors opening.

Ji Siwei bent over, every search required a lot of effort, after searching for a while, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

But not only did he not feel the heat, but he also felt a little damp and cold on his back. That feeling was like a malicious gaze firmly stuck to his back.

Somewhere in the house, someone was watching him.

Maybe not a person, but something.

The strings in his mind tensed instantly, Ji Siwei quietly clenched his baseball bat and turned his head quickly.

Turning around, he was startled.

A square mirror stood on the cabinet behind him, and a completely unfamiliar face was reflected in the clean mirror.

But here he is alone.

Ji Siwei pursed his lips, and the person in the mirror also pursed his lips, with small dimples appearing on his cheeks.

Now, he finally knew what the cheongsam woman meant when she said that he "looked like this in the copy".

It turns out that in the dungeon, the appearance is different from the real one.

From the moment he entered this weird world, Ji Siwei's three views were completely shattered, and he quickly accepted this discovery.

What worries him now is that the sense of voyeurism still exists, too strong for people to ignore.

He suddenly remembered what happened to him when he moved in.

At that time, Cun Tou said that there was something staring at him in the room, and they rummaged through the boxes and cabinets for a long time, but found nothing, and finally decided that Cun Tou was suspicious.

Now it seems that it is not suspicious at all.

Pretending to be unaware, Ji Siwei continued to open the cabinet to check.

However, in the sound of the cabinet door opening and closing, other sounds seemed to be mixed in.

Gently, quietly, like the sound of someone crawling on the floor with their palms pressed.

rustling... rustling...

Sensing that the thing was getting closer and closer, the chill on Ji Siwei's back became even worse, and the hairs stood up, like ants crawling on his back.

The wheelchair shook slightly, and Ji Siwei was sure that something was about to climb onto his wheelchair!

Ji Siwei bowed his waist slightly, clenched his baseball bat tightly, and waited for the opportunity with his breath held.

The heart was beating violently, sweat dripped down the chin and seeped into the collar, and every second was extremely tormented.

With a breath of cool air caressing the back of his neck, Ji Siwei's eyes were filled with coldness, and he swung his stick back without hesitation!

The baseball bat smacked solidly against something, and suddenly there was a blood-curdling screech.

The wheelchair was shaken by a large movement and almost tipped over. Ji Siwei quickly stabilized the wheelchair, turned the direction as quickly as possible, and looked behind him.

I saw a person who looked exactly like him at the moment, propping up on the floor with two oddly long hands, with a deeply sunken forehead, dripping with blood, staring at him resentfully.

It breathed with its mouth open, revealing two rows of fine and sharp fangs.

The lower body of the thing was stretched out like a piece of soft chewing gum, all the way to the mirror on the cabinet, and there was a line of wet slime on the floor.

It actually crawled out of the mirror!

"Tick...tick..."

The mirror ghost's blood kept dripping. Stimulated by the smell of blood, its expression became more and more ferocious, but it did not move for a long time, as if it was afraid of something.

Although the blow was exhausted, it was impossible to injure it that badly. Ji Siwei followed its line of sight and found that the top of the baseball bat in his hand was wrapped with a thin red mist of blood.

Could it be because the blood of a beheaded woman was stained on this baseball bat, so it has a strong evil spirit and has the ability to control evil with evil?

The moment Ji Siwei lowered his eyes, the mirror ghost roared heart-piercingly, jumped up, his palms turned into claws, and attacked Ji Siwei's head!

"boom!"

Ji Si was not afraid of danger, and swung a baseball bat at the mirror ghost's wrist!

When the mirror ghost's skin touched the baseball bat, it made a sound of flesh being burned. It screamed and quickly stopped.

Ji Siwei took advantage of the victory to pursue it, aiming at its head and hitting it with a stick.

Ji Siwei looked gentle and refined, but his hands were steady and accurate, he was a real person who didn't talk harshly much.

The baseball bat was soaked red by the mirror ghost's blood, and the red blood mist on the top became heavier and heavier, overflowing with evil spirit.

The mirror ghost probably has never suffered this kind of loss from a living person. At first, he wanted to scratch Ji Siwei's face with his teeth and claws. In the end, his body became more and more transparent, and he could only hold his head and let out a sobbing sound.

Taking advantage of it being blinded, Ji Siwei threw out his baseball bat and smashed it at the mirror on the cabinet.

With a "crash", the mirror surface shattered, and the fragments flew everywhere. Before the mirror ghost could find another hiding place, it screamed and turned into black mist, dissipating in the air.

The living room was eerily quiet, Ji Siwei took a breath, manipulated the wheelchair to carefully release the fragments of the mirror, and picked up the baseball bat.

The blood mist on the upper end has dissipated, and it looks no different from an ordinary baseball bat.

"What's going on? I seem to hear screams."

The cheongsam woman ran out when she heard the movement, and asked nervously.

"It's okay, there are monsters in the mirror, I eliminated one.

Pay attention, there may be more than one. "

Ji Siwei wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and didn't mention the danger he just experienced.

"Mirror Ghost? Is it weak?"

The cheongsam woman looked at Ji Siwei, who was sitting in a wheelchair, as gentle as jade, and said in doubt.

Ji Siwei thought for a while, then nodded: "It doesn't look very smart."

"Don't worry, since you can fight well, I don't have to worry about it." The cheongsam woman asked, "Did you find anything here?"

Ji Siwei shook his head: "No."

"I didn't find it either." The woman in the cheongsam spread her hands: "Let's go and meet up with Sister Ming, she seems to be in Room 3."

The bloodstains on the ground disappeared at some point, and the strong smell of blood also seemed to disappear. Room 3 was as clean as before, with no corpses or blood written on it.

Ah Ming stood beside the bed with a serious expression, raising his hand to knock on the decorative background wall from time to time.

"It's hollow here, and there may be a dark cabinet inside."

From the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of the cheongsam woman pushing Ji Siwei's wheelchair over, Ah Ming pointed to the wall and said in a low voice.

"No wonder I think this room is narrower than other rooms." The cheongsam woman's eyes were full of hope: "Maybe the corpse is hidden in it."

Ah Ming nodded: "It's possible, come and help me move the bed away."

The two worked together to move away the heavy bed, and soon found a secret door with a keyhole on the background wall.

Ah Ming raised his eyebrows, pulled out the thin hairpin from the cheongsam woman's bun, and began to pick the lock.

"You are really eighteen kinds of martial arts, proficient in all of them."

The cheongsam woman's tone was full of admiration, and she stared at Ah Ming's movements without blinking, trying to steal the teacher. Unfortunately, Ah Ming's speed was too fast, and she opened the lock in less than a minute.

After the secret door was opened, an indescribable smell overflowed.

Everyone took a closer look and found that there was indeed a humanoid figure lying horizontally inside, tightly tied with black plastic bags and red strings.

Joy overcame fear, and the cheongsam woman offered to help drag the corpse out without Ah Ming even asking.

"It's really a corpse! We've completed our mission!"

The cheongsam woman laughed with joy in her voice.

"Don't rush to be happy, look, if there is a person here, the height is estimated to be 1.7 meters five, and it is impossible to be that tall at the beginning of time."

Ji Siwei looked at the bloated humanoid figure and felt that it was not optimistic.

"Open the bag for an autopsy."

Ah Ming pulled out the dagger from his boots, and cut the red rope without saying a word.