Born in the dark, Ended in the dawn

Wei Lan thinks that he is not a person who is easy to see ghosts. Except for seeing a ghost once in the hospital because of his extreme weakness, he has never seen it so intuitively.

But just now he saw Wen Peng's ghost clearly, and the chill all over his body seemed to be spreading from the inside out. Could this be related to the liquid he swallowed that night?

Rootless water!The term buzzed in Wei Lan's mind.

That's right, the 'Xiao Zixian' that appeared out of thin air was condensed from a weird mist, which can be regarded as rootless water, and it is the best medium to pass through Yin.But he didn't understand why 'Xiao Zixian' was afraid of swallowing this kind of thing, just to make himself see the devil every now and then?This kind of revenge is really childish.

Wei Lan followed out of the bathroom, and Wen Peng's soul dangled in front of the service desk, looking in the direction of the elevator from time to time, as if he heard something and was trying to confirm it, Wei Lan silently looked at everything in front of him.

It wasn't until Wen Peng finally made a move that Wei Lan followed at an appropriate distance. Even though he knew that the other party must not be able to see him, his body still instinctively kept quiet and moved with the smallest movement range, not wanting to disturb the other party.If Wen Peng suddenly looked back at him at this moment, his heart might be so frightened that it would jump out of his throat!

All kinds of strange associations were still echoing in his mind. Wei Lan couldn't help but stop when something strange happened, keeping a safe distance of three meters, and quietly observing the target's every move.

Wen Peng hesitated in front of the elevator, reached for the call button several times without pressing it, wavering back and forth, with a tangled expression of not knowing what to do, after shaking for three to five minutes, he decided to give up calling the elevator .

But after a ding, the elevator opened the door automatically, and there was no one in it.Wen Peng was also taken aback by this situation, and even stepped back a few steps and bumped into the vase behind him. The porcelain fragments shattered all over the ground, but there was no sound, and the surrounding silence was filled with a sense of disobedience.

Wen Peng looked at the elevator in horror and hesitated for a long time, then looked at the bottomless dark corridor, which was the only way to the emergency escape route.The unknown dark world always makes people feel inexplicable fear, but Wen Peng finally walked into the relatively bright elevator that gave people a sense of security.

Wei Lan walked in unceremoniously and stood beside Wen Peng, quite excited to experience this feeling of being completely ignored. Is this the so-called 'disappearance'?Never to be heard again, never to be seen again, just wandering in the world alone.

He unconsciously stretched out his hand and fiddled with Wen Peng's hair. Sure enough, Wen Peng noticed something, looked around the elevator nervously, scratched the touched skin, and flinched to hide in a corner of the elevator cabin.

Wei Lan curiously grimaced at Wen Peng's side, appreciating the panicked expression on his face.No wonder so many ghosts want to come out to scare people. They just want to find a sense of existence, but at this moment, in this space, the positions of life and death are reversed.

The elevator stopped on the eighth floor. As expected, Wen Peng stepped on the soft carpet tremblingly, walked through the dark and winding corridor, and stopped in front of the door of Room 819. Smoke billowed out from the crack in the door, and soon spread into the corridor.

on fire!

It was like watching a silent movie, everything in front of him was silent, Wen Peng was yelling with all his strength, and it could be judged from the shape of his mouth that he was asking if there was anyone inside.The force of knocking on the door weakened, Wen Peng raised the hem of his clothes, covered his mouth and nose and coughed profusely, staggered and touched the fire hydrant not far away, smashed the glass window, picked up the firearm can and smashed the door desperately.

Finally, the door opened, and at the same time, the thick smoke that filled the entire corridor suddenly disappeared like an illusion.Wen Peng tentatively walked into the room, not to mention the flames and smoke, the dark room was empty and there was nothing but the smell of detergent.

Sensing that the situation was strange enough, Wen Peng turned around in a panic and wanted to run out, but an accident happened at this moment. The door that was supposed to be smashed closed automatically with a bang. No matter how much he turned the handle, the door could not be opened. Unfortunately, Lan was locked in a dark room together.

There was a harsh rubbing sound, and the somewhat old wooden door of the bathroom opened slowly, and a bright light shone through the crack of the door.In the unknown darkness, human's instinct for light makes Wen Peng rush into the bright bathroom regardless, shivering in the corner constantly.

The tank lid on the toilet creaked, as if being pushed away from its original position, and fell to the ground with a shocking noise, Wen Peng was so frightened that he hugged his head tightly and curled up into a ball, not daring to look at it.

Maybe Wen Peng couldn't see what was going on here at that time, but Wei Lan saw that there were not only the two of them in this small space, but also another 'person', Chen, a doctor of medicine who had been burnt to pieces. Zhong, even though his face was so charred that he couldn't recognize him, his hideous, jerky-like death was exactly the same as that recorded in the dossier photos, and it was hard not to recognize him.

It was Chen Zhong who opened the wooden door of the bathroom, and it was also Chen Zhong who pushed open the toilet tank cover. He only glanced in the direction of Wei Lan, then squatted down and held Wen Peng's trembling hand, and stretched out to the inside of the tank cover.

Wen Peng, who was still desperately resisting this unknown force, suddenly calmed down, climbed close to the water tank cover in shock, carefully took out the thing hidden there, and put it in the palm of his hand tremblingly.

It was a small sealed plastic bag, and Wen Peng held it tightly in his hand, so that Wei Lan couldn't see what was in the bag.In the silence, the light click was particularly harsh, as if a tense nerve had suddenly broken off.

The outside door opened, Wen Peng staggered, even scrambled and rushed out of the door, regardless of whether the lights in the stairwell were dim, rushed all the way back to the lobby on the first floor, rushed to the front desk, grabbed his mobile phone and dialed a group Number.

Wei Lan was startled. It is not difficult to guess that Wen Peng's call was probably for him. Why didn't he receive it at that time?Or did the call never go out at all?

The next action of Wen Peng confirmed Wei Lan's guess. Wen Peng threw away the phone in a panic and picked up the landline at the front desk. He stopped pressing the number halfway, put down the receiver suddenly, and looked around the empty hall in horror.

wrong!It's not empty, Wei Lan's spirit is also tense.

On the walls, or doors and windows, gray and black figures continuously poured in from all directions. The figures twisted and showed a disgusting shape. They screamed in pain and broke free from the shackles. The rotten flesh fell to the ground along with the dark brown mucus, revealing the bones .