The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Pretend to be a ghost Chapter 160: The ceiling is not the ceiling, and the floor is not the floor

This song may not have that much impact on ordinary people.

Even if they have heard of the many cases of artist depression and suicide many years ago, most people's impression of this song may only stay on the title of the song.

But it's different for people in the circle. People in the circle avoid this song like snakes and scorpions, as if they really believe that this song will bring death and bad luck.

Yu Minghao's back shirt was soaked in cold sweat, and his heart felt hairy for a while, and then he heard a voice approaching their direction.

Pan Jing and Li Yixun seemed to be petrified in place, only the sound of their heavy panting could be heard, but no matter how Yu Minghao twisted and shook the stretcher, neither of them reacted at all. Didn't feel the same at all.

Only the hands of those two people were still holding the stretcher tightly, but they didn't leave Yu Minghao behind.

Yu Minghao didn't know whether to thank him or to cry without tears.

He felt a movement, which seemed to be coming from his scalp.

His breathing stopped suddenly, his body tensed subconsciously, and he didn't dare to make any more movements—as if as long as he did so, the movement would not be attracted.

Yu Minghao opened his eyes helplessly and palely, feeling something approaching.

He should close his eyes, maybe he won't be afraid if he can't see.

However, he opened his eyes very wide again, squinting sideways uneasily and laboriously.

Maybe people are so contradictory, the more afraid they are, the more they refuse to close their eyes.

Yu Minghao heard footsteps coming from the far ceiling above his head. The pace was very uniform, like Oxford leather shoes stepping on a layer of elegant red carpet tiles. The sound was muffled but clear.

Yu Minghao paused, feeling that something was not quite right.

He thought about it for a while, and then suddenly realized—over the ceiling?Footsteps?

Yu Minghao was terrified, his gaze turned back suddenly, and he stared at the ceiling above his head.

It was only at this moment that Yu Minghao really saw what the ceiling of this floor looked like.

Very different, kind of indescribably weird.

Who would put a red carpet of short hair on the ceiling?

Where the red carpet does not reach, there are tiles that are so bright that they can almost be used as bronze mirrors.

Yu Minghao murmured in his heart: This doesn't look like a ceiling at all...

Yu Minghao still wanted to see more, but lying on a stretcher, his sight was blocked, and what he could see was at most such a "one-acre-three-point land".

He pursed his lips, still wondering where the dull footsteps came from, how could it be the ceiling?Not even Spider-Man can walk on the ceiling in Oxford shoes.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly, the surroundings seemed to become noisy, and Yu Minghao could gradually hear the voices of many people ringing around, and the feeling that his scalp was sticking to his scalp and made him shiver suddenly disappeared.

Yu Minghao breathed a sigh of relief.

Just someone.He thought to himself, no matter who it is, some popularity is much better than the current silence.

"It's really painful..."

"It's so hot, it hurts so much, who will help me..."

"Stop that music! Stop it!"

"Why am I still here? Why am I still alive?"

"I saw someone dancing among the thorns, with red brocade around her ankles and blue satin around her neck... She is the most beautiful girl and the most talented dancer I have ever seen."

"It's a pity, it's a pity...she wore red dancing shoes."

At first, Yu Minghao couldn't hear anything clearly among the many voices, but then, gradually, the other voices became softer, leaving only a man's voice.

The man's voice was ethereal and sad, as if he was telling a story about a familiar friend.

"Red dancing shoes?" Yu Minghao inevitably thought of that fairy tale.

The girl, who was not at all religious, was so preoccupied with dancing during church that she finally put on a pair of pretty red shoes and danced tirelessly until she begged the woodcutter to chop off her feet.

And those bloody feet wearing red dancing shoes still happily stepped on the syllables, jumping and jumping into the distant forest.

Yu Minghao didn't know if the man mentioned "red dancing shoes" had this kind of meaning, but he thought that it must have nothing good to do with the description "unfortunately".

He took a deep breath, pricked up his ears and continued to listen, but found that the man got up at some point and stopped talking.

"Someone got in among us..."

"I smell it, I smell it, it smells so bad, it doesn't belong to us, it's here!"

"Who is it? Who's here? Get out! Get out!"

"I'll find it, shhh - I'm coming..."

The voices of other people sounded sparsely again, but this time, what they said made Yu Minghao's hair stand on end, and his soul almost flew away.

No matter who it is, it sounds like a lunatic, and it is definitely not a good thing to come to them.

These words are still babbling, it seems that everyone is determined to find them, and the movement becomes more and more obvious.

Yu Minghao was trembling all over, kicking the restraint belt on his feet frantically, and trying to grab Pan Jing with his hands that could move slightly more.

He scratched Pan Jing's arm several times, and finally brought him back to his senses.

Pan Jingmeng shivered, regained his senses, immediately lowered his head, trembling, and immediately loosened the things that were fixed to Yu Minghao without saying a word.

Yu Minghao was stunned for a moment, and then he was ecstatic.

"Let's go, let's go!" Pan Jing urged in a low voice, and tugged Li Nixun behind him again.

Yu Minghao rolled over in embarrassment from the stretcher, took a quick and rough look into room 808, but saw nothing.

He was taken aback, and subconsciously asked in a low voice: "Where are those people just now?"

Pan Jing let out a heavy "shh" and didn't dare to say anything. He dragged Li Nixun with one hand and Yu Minghao with the other, and walked out quickly.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom"

.........

The sound of dull footsteps came from overhead.

Yu Minghao looked up subconsciously, his eyes were blank and empty, until he saw what was on the ceiling—he took a breath and almost cried out, but Li Yixun, who had just recovered, suddenly covered his mouth.

Yu Minghao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he took two steps back in horror.

Overhead, someone was standing and walking towards them.

It's just that those people were all standing on the ceiling with their heads hanging upside down, and they didn't look at them at all.

Those people and them are like a mirror in the middle, which is reversed, or mirrored.

Yu Minghao finally understood at this time, why he always felt that the ceiling looked weird-it was because the ceiling should be the ground for feet to step on.

Why did Pan Jing and Li Yixun feel that the entire eighth floor was weird when they came in? It was because the entire eighth floor had been reversed. The angel sculptures that were originally painted on the dome had all reached the feet, and the originally translucent and reflective floor tiles had arrived. Go up to the ceiling.

Yu Minghao suddenly felt a little dizzy, he staggered two steps and fell to the ground.

The people above the head were still walking. Their skin was bloodless gray, and some even had blood holes that had pierced arteries on their hands and necks. It was shocking to see.

Not to mention Yu Minghao, who is "well-informed", but even Li Nixun and Pan Jing, who didn't believe in strange powers, also noticed something strange and frightening at this moment.

Yu Minghao's feet were weak. He lay on the ground, but raised his head vigorously, staring at the ceiling, staring at the ceiling, walking back and forth, searching for the "people" of the "intruders".

The "person" kept thinking in his mouth: "This is the place. This place smells the worst... But where is it? Where did you hide it?"

The "person" walked around while talking.Li Nixun and Pan Jing also heard his words, and they didn't dare to show their anger, and stood motionless.

Suddenly, the man stopped abruptly. He lowered his head, as if he had noticed something, and remained motionless.

Li Yixun, Pan Jing and Yu Minghao also remained motionless, staring closely at the man's movements.

Yu Minghao's eyes turned to the ceiling. The floor tiles on the ceiling reflected so brightly that they could be used as a bronze mirror. Yu Minghao could just use the ceiling to observe the movements of those people.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

He can see those people through the ceiling, so those people can also see them through the ceiling...

Sure enough, the person who had stopped walking slowly lowered his waist, and his face moved closer to the ceiling and to the bright and reflective floor tile.

Yu Minghao could even see clearly what that person looked like and the expression on that person's face. He saw that person's gaze slowly turning, and finally settled on the small reflection of their group on the floor tiles.

Yu Minghao's expression froze - he was discovered.

The man's gaze, through the floor tiles, seemed to be staring at Yu Minghao. Yu Minghao's heart felt cold. Such staring made him feel as if the blood in his body was frozen.

The man stared at the floor tiles, and smiled slowly and stiffly, as if he hadn't laughed for a long time.

"I found it..." he said hoarsely.

Yu Minghao suddenly felt his scalp tingle and explode. He took a deep breath, and when the man finished speaking, he straightened up and raised his head.

The man raised his head, almost bent his head and neck in half, and looked upside down.

A pair of eyes covered with a layer of white matter looked at them, maintaining that stiff, piercing smile on his face.

The man raised his head and walked in front of Pan Jing. There was a distance of nearly half a meter between them. This distance of half a meter was undoubtedly a comfort and guarantee at this time.

The man's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the eyeballs almost fell out of his eyes. He stood on tiptoe comically, and raised a hand, as if he wanted to grab it, but he couldn't reach it. He just grabbed it in midair.

He squeezed the air in his palm, looked up at Yu Minghao and his party strangely, and said again: "I found it."