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This was the first time Zhou Yan heard someone describe the evil god as good-looking.

Most of Zhou Yan’s impressions of evil gods come from anonymous horror novels. In his works, evil gods are usually villains, and words such as blood, horror, and dirty are usually used to describe evil gods.

Probably because the evil god left a bad impression on Zhou Yan in the book, so that when Zhou Yan saw the hand tearing the sky in the picture, it was really difficult to have any positive emotions towards that hand. In the severe pain that almost tore his head apart, he watched numbly.

Zhou Yan pulled out his hand and looked down, then hung to the side again, casting a slender shadow on the ground: "It's not good-looking."

Zhou Yan closed his eyes in disgust, and his voice was colder than the cold wind blowing on them: "It's the ugliest hand I've ever seen."

As if he didn't expect Zhou Yan to have such a reaction, Lu Chenzhao was stunned for a moment, and asked with a smile: "Is it really that ugly?"

Zhou Yan nodded.

Lu Chenzhao stretched out his hand in front of Zhou Yan and shook it, teasing him with a smile: "Actually, you think the evil god's hand is ugly because you have seen too much of my hand?"

Zhou Yan: "...Comparing yourself with evil gods, you really don't have to be so self-deprecating."

Lu Chenzhao withdrew his hand, squinted his eyes and smiled, hiding his true emotions: "You seem to hate evil gods?"

It’s not enough to hate it, but he really doesn’t like the evil god, so Zhou Yan said to end the topic: “It’s good that you know.”

Lu Chenzhao took half a step towards Zhou Yan, and the corners of the coats of the two of them were stuck together by the wind, and then blown away by the wind.

Lu Chenzhao turned his head to look at Zhou Yan, with a little expectation in his eyes: "Do you want to know, my opinion on evil gods?"

"No need." Zhou Yan said coldly, "Except for those who have a good impression of the evil god, no one would describe him as good-looking."

"You misunderstood, I'm not praising the evil god, but you." Lu Chenzhao smiled, his eyes bent like lake water rippling under the moonlight, "I said that sentence while looking at your hand."

Probably because the two of them were too close, at the end of the sentence, Lu Chenzhao's fingertips happened to brush against the back of Zhou Yan's hand.

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment.

Lu Chenzhao's expression and movements when he said that sentence, as well as the overlapping shadows on the ground, became clear again...

Soon, everyone came to the door of House 106 and stood outside to watch Lu Ran enter.

Sensing the sympathetic gazes around him, Lu Ran stopped, turned his back to them and said, "Don't look at me like that, maybe I'll still be alive to see you tomorrow."

After Lu Ran finished speaking, he lowered his head.

What's the use of being alive tomorrow, even if he survives tonight, tomorrow night will be another torment.

He gripped the doorknob tightly, with several veins protruding from the back of his hand: "If...if I die tonight, I hope my death can help you all."

Before anyone else could speak, Lu Ran opened the door and walked in, then slammed the door shut.

On the way back to the 101 bungalow, Ning Luan was absent-minded until he entered the door, then grabbed his hair and asked Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao: "Is there any way to help Lu Ran?"

Lu Chenzhao raised his finger and pointed to the second floor: "You go to the bathroom on the second floor to take a shower at midnight, and nothing will happen to Lu Ran tonight."

"I don't want to change my life. Even if I do, it will be his turn tomorrow." Ning Luan frowned and shook his head, and asked again without giving up, "Is there really no other way?"

Lu Chenzhao smiled: "Pray."

Ning Luan: "...What are you praying for?"

"Pray that Hongwa Village Hotel doesn't want to punish him tonight, but just wants to play with us, or pray that the danger he faces is not too fatal." Lu Chenzhao lay on the sofa leaning on the armrest of the sofa, looking up at the ceiling, with a very serious tone Unserious, "If you have any unreliable beliefs, you can try to pray to that person to save his life."

Ning Luan would not think wildly when he heard such words, but it was different in Hongwa Village.Thinking of the books Lu Chenzhao and Zhou Yan read before they were pulled in by the APP, Ning Luan's scalp went numb instantly, and he looked at Zhou Yan in a panic: "He...is he implying that I pray to the evil god?"

Zhou Yan glanced at Lu Chenzhao who was resting with his eyes closed, and said to Ning Luan, "Ask him yourself."

Before Ning Luan could figure out how to ask, he saw Zhou Yan walking up the stairs to the second floor.

Seeing this, Ning Luan chased after him: "Maybe we are the ones who have the accident tonight. Don't sleep too deeply. If you hear anything, just call out. I won't watch you die."

Zhou Yan stood on the steps and looked back at Ning Luan: "Don't close the door when you are sleeping."

Ning Luan was a little confused: "Why?"

Afraid that you would be cold before people entered, Zhou Yan said flatly: "You open the door too slowly, delaying things."

Ning Luan: "..." Does this still remember the last time he opened the door slowly?

The room card of the 101 bungalow was still on him, and Ning Luan was worried that something would happen to Lu Chenzhao because he gave him the room card, so he quietly lay down on the ground near the coffee table while Lu Chenzhao had his back turned to him, and flipped the room like a marble. Card bounced under the couch.

That night, Zhou Yan fell asleep very early, but still slept restlessly, having the same dream as last night.

What is slightly different is that at the end of the dream, when he saw the pair of eyes hidden in the dark depths again, those eyes looked at him for a longer time than the last dream, and Zhou Yan's head hurt even worse.

When he woke up, Zhou Yan's mouth was dry, and he turned his head to look at his phone, it was one o'clock in the middle of the night.

After arriving in Hongwa Village, all the software in the mobile phone was gone except the Horror Recycling Field APP, and it became extremely power-saving. It had not been charged for more than a day, and the battery was still at 80.00%.

Glancing at the empty water bottle on the table, Zhou Yan sat up and was about to go downstairs to drink water.

Lu Chenzhao is not outside his door tonight.When going downstairs and passing by the sofa, Zhou Yan saw that there was no one on the sofa.Turning his head, he saw that the door of Ning Luan's room was wide open, and he was the only one inside.

Zhou Yan took a mineral water bottle and wandered around the first floor, even checked the bathroom, but there was no Lu Chenzhao anywhere.

Is he on the second floor?

Zhou Yan went upstairs, except for the bathroom on the second floor, he searched everywhere, but did not see Lu Chenzhao.

It will never be out.

Zhou Yan took the water bottle and entered the door. Just as he unscrewed the cap of the bottle to drink, he heard a chuckle from the window.

The wind poured in from the gap in the window, and the thin curtains swayed left and right, revealing the familiar figure standing behind the curtains.

Lu Chenzhao pushed open the curtains, and slowly walked in front of Zhou Yan, with a smile on his brows and eyes: "You have traveled so many places and in such a hurry, are you looking for me?"

"Find water."

Zhou Yan turned sideways to Lu Shenzhao, raised his head and took a sip of water.

"Really? I guess, your bottle of water..." Lu Chenzhao looked down at Zhou Yan's Adam's apple rolling as he swallowed, "I found it in the bathroom on the first floor, right?"

Zhou Yan looked at him coldly and didn't speak.

"I heard it." Lu Chenzhao smiled and rolled his eyes, "I heard that you took water from the dining table, walked around the entire first floor, and then went up to the second floor to find me."

Zhou Yan's face became even colder.

Lu Chenzhao took a few steps forward and looked straight at Zhou Yan: "Is it difficult to admit that you are worried about me and looking for me?"

Zhou Yan pointed at the door, his tone was so cold that there was no emotion mixed in: "Go out, I'm going to sleep."

"Good night."

Lu Chenzhao smiled and waved at Zhou Yan, then turned and left.

Zhou Yan closed the door behind him, and locked the door by the way.

The wind got stronger, Zhou Yan went to the window and closed it.

When he raised his hand to grab the handle of the window, Zhou Yan suddenly realized that something was wrong. He remembered that he closed the window before going to bed. When he woke up in the middle of the night, there was no one near the window. He was the only one in the room on the second floor, even he was on the first floor. When looking for someone, I always pay attention to the movement around me.

So, when did Lu Chenzhao arrive on the second floor, and where did he come from?

Zhou Yan looked down and found half a shallow footprint on the originally spotless window sill.

He closed the window and stood there for a long time.

At seven o'clock the next morning, there was a scream on the first floor of House 101.

Zhou Yan had already woken up by now, and went downstairs with his coat.

Ning Luan held the room card in his hand, stood in front of the coffee table and looked at Lu Chenzhao who was sleeping on the sofa, with a look of daring to speak out.

Zhou Yan said coldly: "What happened?"

Ning Luan looked helpless: "I threw the room card under Lu Chenzhao's sofa last night before going to bed. I didn't expect the room card to appear next to my pillow again in the morning."

Lu Chenzhao put his hands on the back of the sofa, and sat up lazily: "This is not an example, if you don't want the room card, just get out, don't force me to throw you out."

"Oh." Ning Luan responded in frustration, and said after a while, "The three of us are standing here well, does it mean that something happened to Lu Ran?"

Zhou Yan glanced at Lu Chenzhao, and said lightly, "Probably."

Ning Luan tentatively said, "Then... shall we go and have a look?"

Ten minutes later, Zhou Yan, Lu Chenzhao, and Ning Luan arrived at the door of House 10.

Outside the door of Bungalow 106, Xu Wenkai and Ji Qiunan, who live in 105, looked pale. They glanced at Bungalow 106 from the corner of their eyes uneasily, as if there was something that could eat people inside, making them restless all the time.

Ning Luan asked Xu Mengmeng: "What happened, why are Ji Qiunan and Xu Wenkai's faces so pale?"

Xu Mengmeng said in a low voice, "They heard the screams from House 106 last night, and they were so scared that they dared not close their eyes for the rest of the night."

Ning Luan said anxiously: "Then Lu Ran..."

Xu Mengmeng: "It's hard to say, it's probably gone."

A few minutes later, Xiao Liu came with the person in charge of carrying the corpse.

Those who dared not enter the door stayed outside, and only five people went in with the body bearers.

The pungent smell of blood came from the half-closed door of Lu Ran. Zhou Yan, Lu Chenzhao and they walked to the door together, and saw that the floor of the room was covered with drag marks one after another, like dragging belts. The traces left when the blood was on the body.

Not seeing Lu Ran in the room, Ning Luan breathed a sigh of relief: "Lu Ran is not here, he may still be alive."

Xu Mengmeng, who was standing behind Ning Luan, patted Ning Luan's arm, and pointed to a corner beside the bed: "...Look there."

Ning Luan looked over and saw a bright red hand dripping with blood on the ground below the edge of the bed.

The person in charge of carrying the corpse walked over with the stretcher, stretched out the gloved hand to the hand, pulled it lightly, and pulled out a severed hand from under the bed, only the part above the wrist.

Xiao Liu screamed in fright, refused to stay here any longer, turned around and ran out.

Thinking that the corpse might be under the bed, the person in charge of carrying the corpse knelt on the ground and looked under the bed, but found nothing.Among them, the man in the hat who had talked with Zhou Yan and the others stood up and looked at them: "It's too dark under the bed to see clearly, can you help us carry the bed to the side?"

Zhou Yan, Lu Chenzhao, and Ning Luan walked over.

The five of them grabbed the edge of the bed and lifted the 1.8-meter double bed.

The moment the pillars of the double bed left the ground, a dull, heavy sound reached everyone's ears.

Lu Ran, who was fixed under the bed board, fell to the ground and rolled to Zhou Yan's feet.

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