Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

After returning to his room, Ding Mu took out his mobile phone to look at it.

The ratio on "Ten Nights Yin Mountain" has become "1:5".

The head of a resident of Yinshan was given away.

Only the next day, six people died, and an average of three people were sent away a day.He didn't know if this speed was fast, but no matter where he was, he had never seen such crazy dead people, one after another, one after another.

In the entire site, there are quite a few people in the mountains, and less than fifty people outside the mountains. Looking at it this way, if you really insist on not finding clues, when the fog is naturally cleared, all the people outside the mountains in the site will probably die. .

You can move around during the day, but everything is under the strict surveillance of servants. There is very little time to move freely, and the places you can reach are also limited. Moreover, judging from the people who have died here in the past few days, even if they are not in the dark If you walk around, you will die at some point because of the changes in the poems.

This is forcing them to act at night.

Before telling Guan Yi, he didn't dare to act rashly. He didn't have such agility, nor did he have such a strong sense of fighting.

He thought, it is not easy to change the painting for Guan Yi during the day. The painting is large in size and has a big target, and the poems in the painting cannot be taken out. Guan Yi changed the painting when he realized it.

"We've finished washing, it's your turn." There was a knock on the door, and it was the resident next door.

The shower room on their floor was obviously not enough for so many people to take a bath at the same time, so according to the assignment of the housekeeper, they entered the shower room in groups of ten to clean.

This building is a similar "mouth"-shaped building, but the "mouth" is not sealed, and an opening about half the length of the opposite building is left on the north side. Each section is divided into rooms by "ABCD". Fifty rooms, more than 20 pairs of rooms, the layout of each room is the same, there is no difference.At the four corners of each floor and at the end of the corridor, there are toilets and showers. To avoid suspicion, the male and female showers are separated, one at each end and different on both sides.

After the stimulation this morning, Ding Mu hesitated the moment he stepped into the cubicle. After all, he just learned that someone died in the cubicle where he went to the toilet yesterday.

Just a plank away from him.

The passing of life is just around the corner, how can this not make him uncomfortable.

He looked at the man next to him who didn't think too much, frowned, took a deep breath, and entered his own cubicle.

The hot water can dispel the coldness in the body, and it can also take away some of the haze in the mind. While letting the hot water wash over his body, he recalled what he had seen during the day.

There was the sound of water all around, and there was no other sound, which gave him the illusion that he was the only one here. This illusion was quite scary. He touched the goose bumps on his arm, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and sighed .

It would be nice if Guan Yi lived with him for a long time.

But as soon as this thought came up, he felt something was wrong, and he didn't know exactly what was wrong, but he suddenly felt a little palpitation, as if he had discovered something.

what?what exactly is it?

His intuition was always one step ahead of his brain's reaction, and he covered his eyes with his hands stiffly, feeling the surrounding environment carefully.

Can't hear anything but the sound of water.

Yinshan's sense of peeping has always existed, so there is no need to be too vigilant about this, but it is not this that really scares him.

Is it true that I think too much?

He froze for a long time, finally slowly relaxed his tense muscles, and sighed almost imperceptibly——his heart suddenly rose to the top of his throat!

He knew something was wrong.

In this sigh, there are clearly two lines of voice.

One is himself, and the other is of unknown origin.

He no longer dared to move rashly, and was directly impacted by the hot water.

"Do you want toilet paper? Do you like red paper or blue paper?" The voice sighed again and sounded faintly from the next door.

In his ears, except for the sound of water, no other voices could be heard.

It made him feel alone and helpless.

He tried to call out, "Is anyone there?"

No one, just the sound of water.

The voice asked again: "Do you prefer red paper or blue paper?"

Ding Mu really didn’t want to answer, if he answered red, he would be skinned to death, his whole body would be stained red with blood, if he answered blue, he would be strangled to death, and his whole body would turn blue and purple, if he answered any other color, he would be dragged directly into hell.

Answer what color is dead.

He never imagined that even if he didn't go to the toilet at night, he would meet the red cloak weirdo. Even, he was not in the toilet now, he was in the shower.

He felt faint cold air from his heels to his legs, as if someone exhaled the cold air.

Not even hot water could warm that piece of skin.

Fuck, is this the end of the day?

In desperation, he got angry from his guts, and he didn't care about politeness, and cursed: "Who the hell wipes himself with toilet paper in the shower?! I want towels! You bastard, you always blow on my legs!" How angry are you?! I suspect that you can’t kick Lao Tzu’s knees if you jump up!”

The atmosphere froze for a moment, as if that thing was also considering the issue of whether paper could be used in the shower.

After Ding Mu scolded, he felt that the air-conditioning was no longer free from his body, and he didn't know if the thing had left or not.

I only heard someone knocking next door, saying: "Little brother, you didn't bring a towel?"

His hanging heart finally fell.

Fuck, scared to death.