When two 1s meet, there must be a 0

The door of the master bedroom where Yan Nanfei sleeps is facing the living room sofa and the side of the TV. From this, one can clearly see that the LCD TV hanging on the wall has been turned on at some point, emitting a gloomy light. The whole living room was dim and dark, and there were bursts of laughter from the audience from time to time, revealing an unspeakable weirdness and horror.

Yan Nanfei looked at the sofa opposite the TV with all his eyes, but there was no one or anything sitting on it watching TV, and there was no other sound except the sound of the TV.

Could it be that he was too sleepy to turn off the TV?Yan Nanfei suddenly wondered for a moment whether it was really him who hadn't turned off the TV, but this thought was almost fleeting, because as long as he recalled a little, many flaws could be found, and this explanation could not be tenable at all.

So here comes the question again, how did the TV turn on by itself?

Thinking of this, Yan Nanfei had another bold guess, he wondered if a thief broke into the house, and the thief tried to cover up his voice of stealing things.The TV was turned on, but unexpectedly he lived in this house alone?

If so then he is in danger.

Yan Nanfei closed and locked the door again, went to the window and drew the curtains, planning to wait for dawn before going out to see what was going on.

He didn't sleep the whole night, and he listened to the movement in the living room with a high level of nervousness. He waited until seven o'clock in the morning, and the sky outside was already bright. Even if there were thieves or ghosts, he should have all gone.

Yan Nanfei took a coat and put it on, then opened the door of the room that made him tremble all night. During the day, the living room was the same as usual. There was nothing different. He opened a few drawers and checked. Some of the valuables inside were the same. No less, obviously, there were no thieves in his house.

But he would rather be a thief. In this way, there is no way to explain why the TV turned on by itself in the middle of the night. Could it be that the ghost who went to his bed in the middle of the night really turned it on?

Thinking so carefully, Yan Nanfei didn't dare to follow this line of thought any longer, he shook his head and walked to the edge of the sofa, not daring to sit down immediately, he first carefully looked at the whole sofa, even the bottom of the sofa I didn't let it go, and after confirming that there was really no problem, I sat down as if relieved.

This night of fright and fear was more tiring than going to work, it was simply too torturous.

Yan Nanfei leaned on the sofa and let out a sigh of relief, stretched his hand to the side, wanting to take the pillow over and hug it to watch TV, but he didn't touch the pillow, but touched a small thing, he turned his head to look.

It's the black skull room card.

How can it be?Hadn't he already locked it in a drawer?Why did you come to the living room again?

Thinking of Yan Nanfei, he immediately walked into the room, opened the locked drawer on the top, and looked through it. The envelope was still pressed at the bottom, but the contents inside were gone.

This series of weird and terrifying supernatural events suddenly appeared in his house of less than 150 square meters. Yan Nanfei didn't dare to neglect, so he quickly grabbed his phone and called Ji Chengxiao.

"The user you dialed is busy, please try again later..."

He called three times in a row, but no one answered. He called Bai Xin and Xiaolong again, but they were all on the phone without exception.

This is hell.

Why is no one answering the phone in broad daylight?Is it really that busy?

Yan Nanfei stuffed the phone back into his pocket, and turned his eyes to the black room card on the coffee table again. He picked it up, looked at the address on the back for a while, and then came to the computer by accident, clicked on the browse I searched this address with a browser, but the search results were all popular science spam, which had no reference value at all.

Could it be that his search method is wrong?Yan Nanfei thought to himself.

He just sat in front of the computer and searched all morning, but the results were not what he wanted.

Yan Nanfei leaned on the computer chair and rubbed the center of his brows, feeling upset all of a sudden, what is this all about?Is his house haunted?

At this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly, and Yan Nanfei took it out to see that it was a message from an unknown number, with the same address and room number written on it as the one on the back of the key card, and there seemed to be other A countdown, and a sentence that is eerie and weird.

Countdown: 12 hours.

Welcome to the [-]th floor of hell.

What do you mean?

Yan Nanfei stared at this message for a long time, as if he understood something, did it mean to ask him to find this place?But the address was fake at first glance. He couldn't think of any hotel or community called the [-]th Floor of Hell. If there was a real one, are you sure someone would dare to live there?

From now on, Yan Nanfei will receive the same message on his mobile phone every hour, but the countdown time on it is gradually getting shorter.

Countdown: 6 hours.

Welcome to the [-]th floor of hell.

This message was like a talisman, every time Yan Nanfei came, he felt his body became weaker, his lungs began to ache, and he felt nauseous and wanted to retch.

No way?Is it really impossible to hide?

Yan Nanfei faltered for a moment. Sure enough, people are really afraid when they face death. Those who say they are not afraid are all warriors.

Before he finished feeling this short life, there was a sudden colic in his chest, which caused him to fall to the ground, biting his lip in cold sweat, and after that, he lost consciousness.

Not knowing whether he was dead or alive, Yan Nanfei seemed to be pushed in a daze, and that push was quite forceful, pulling him back from the abyss.

At the same time, an old and elderly voice sounded in his ears.

"Young man, wake up, the registration time is almost here."

Yan Nanfei struggled and slowly opened his eyes, and saw an old man with a white beard standing condescendingly next to him and looking at him, with a cane in his hand, he looked like an old man in the neighborhood who was about to go out for a walk Stance.

"Who are you? Why are you in my house?" Yan Nanfei felt that something was wrong as soon as he finished speaking, he looked around, it was still his house, it looked like a wilderness, and he Lie in the middle of the road.

"What is this place?" Yan Nanfei changed the question.

The old man shook his head, touched Yan Nanfei's foot with his cane, and urged: "I don't have time to explain to you, get up quickly, after the registration time, I'm really going to die."

"Registration time? What registration time? Where is this? Underworld? It doesn't look like it."

Yan Nanfei had already stood up from the ground, followed the strange old man and walked along the road. He saw that at the end of the road, there was a very luxurious building, the exterior decoration was comparable to a five-star hotel It will be several times more luxurious!

The old man in front suddenly laughed, and replied as he walked: "Young man, you guessed half right. Let me call this place the [-]th floor of hell, but this hell is not that hell, it's just a nickname, but you can Don't underestimate this place, here, there is no reason for everything that happens, what is unusual is reasonable, and ordinary is truly abnormal."

After finishing speaking, the old man paused and asked, "Did you bring the room card?"

"Room card? Is this the black key card with a skull printed on it?" Yan Nanfei touched his pocket and found that the room card was stuffed in his pocket. He took it out and handed it to the old man for him to see.

The old man glanced sideways and nodded, "That's right, that's it, you just have to bring it, if you don't have it..." When it came to the old man hesitant to speak, the ending sounded long and he just didn't want to continue.

"What will happen?" Yan Nanfei asked.

"I will die." After finishing speaking, the old man raised his head to look at the gloomy sky, clicked his tongue, quickened his pace, and immediately distanced himself from Yan Nanfei, and said as he walked, "Hurry up, we are about to die." It's raining."

Yan Nanfei didn't expect this frail little old man to walk so fast. He spent the first half of his life practicing race walking, right?

"Wait for me, grandpa." Yan Nanfei trotted to keep up, his body was not in good shape, and he hadn't done strenuous exercise for a long time, his body would not be able to bear it, he would be out of breath .

The old man turned his head and took a look at Yan Nanfei's dying appearance, slightly frowned his white eyebrows, and slowed down his hair a little.

"Young man, why is his body so delicate at such a young age? It won't work. If you are in poor health, you won't be able to find a girlfriend."

"I have a boyfriend." Yan Nanfei said.

The old man smiled mysteriously and stopped talking nonsense with him.

Yan Nanfei and the old man walked on the road for about half an hour, and finally reached the end of the road, and they were standing at the entrance of this utterly luxurious hotel.Yan Nanfei looked up at the big golden characters engraved on the top of the hotel gate, and three black lines appeared on his forehead.

The name of the hotel is really called: eighteen layers of hell.

The old man led Yan Nanfei, who was still holding his forehead, and strode into the revolving glass door of the hotel. As soon as they entered the door, it rained heavily outside the house. "the sound of.

"Is the road so hot?" Yan Nanfei asked strangely looking at the road outside the door that kept emitting white smoke.

The old man took him by the hand and walked towards the front desk of the hotel while explaining to him: "It's acid rain, which is more terrible than sulfuric acid. If a living person stands outside for a second, he is basically a dead person. Now I understand why I have to leave. Is it so fast?"

While speaking, the two of them had arrived at the front desk of the hotel. There were two very tall young ladies standing in the front desk. They were wearing the uniform black uniforms of the hotel. Lips was smiling as they walked over.

"Welcome to check in, the [-]th floor of hell." One of the taller ladies smiled politely, speaking in a gentle voice, never letting go of the corner of her mouth, and took out a black folder from under the front desk , opened it and took a look, then looked up at the two people standing outside the front desk, and said with a smile: "Your room is on the fourth floor, please go up."

As soon as the lady at the front desk finished speaking, the old man dragged Yannan to the elevator and walked quickly, his expression was not very good, as if he had seen a ghost.

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Nanfei asked subconsciously.

Without saying a word, the old man stretched out his hand and pressed the elevator button. After entering the elevator, he said, "Those two were laughing ghosts just now. If you stay at the front desk for a long time, you may be directly recruited."