Weird Regulator

Gu Xingjian's reputation is no less impressive than Li Yi's, and he is recognized as the number two figure in the top ten branches.

Ji Li, who barely knew the ten store managers, naturally didn't know Gu Xingjian's character and abilities.

It was just the stunning opening that gave Ji Li a great sense of oppression.

But for some reason, Gu Xingjian had a very kind smile from beginning to end, but when Ji Li caught his eye, he felt very uncomfortable.

Compared to Li Yi, who was straightforward and disdainful of intrigues, Gu Xingjian made him feel like a poisonous snake, even though he never showed his fangs.

Ji Li had no reason to refuse Gu Xingjian's invitation. After all, he didn't know what the store manager's task was until now.

The two of them started walking side by side towards the shattered door, walking into the darkness through the wind and rain.

Since it was daytime, the lights were not turned on inside the building, and there was not much dim sunlight squeezed in. There was no difference between the corridor and the night.

Ji Li walked up step by step, always paying attention to his surroundings.

This is a standard Hong Kong-style old building. The corridor is in dilapidated condition. The original paint of the handrails has been basically polished off, revealing a rusty black surface. It feels weird when you touch it.

The steps are not cement floors, but are covered with white ceramic tiles. This layout that originally looked very neat has become extremely dirty due to the fragmentation and disappearance of large areas of ceramic tiles.

Ji Li stepped on the steps and climbed up the stairs. He found that the platform area on each floor was extremely small, and there were a large number of daily necessities and garbage bags piled up.

There weren't many flies in this weather, but the smell was still unpleasant, making the already narrow corridor even more crowded.

“As you can see, this is a Hong Kong-style tenement building.

The whole building has eighteen floors, with twenty-five households crammed into each floor. The distance between the doors is extremely close from the outside, and the slightest movement can be heard from the next door.

I really can't figure out how I can survive this. Isn't there no secret at all?

As Gu Xingjian went upstairs, he told Ji Li, who was looking around, about the basic situation of the building.

Ji Li nodded silently. When he reached the fourth floor, he looked towards the slightly dark corridor. It was exactly what Gu Xingjian said.

On this long corridor of tens of meters, there are countless carpets at the door. Many shoes, shoe cabinets and daily garbage are blocked at the door. There is also a dark red cabinet at the end of the wall directly opposite.

Generally speaking, bicycles, wardrobes, shoe racks, garbage, and even bath buckets are piled in the corridors on each floor, making the already cramped environment even more chaotic.

When he reached the tenth floor, Ji Li discovered that the door of a house was open, and dark red lights were shining from inside.

what is that?

Gu Xingjian glanced in the direction Ji Li pointed, and then said with a half-smile:

Have you heard about the Goddess?

Oh? You mean the house on the tenth floor is where the goddess lives?

Ji Li frowned. He knew that this tenement building was where the store manager was tasked, so the appearance of a goddess was not a good sign.

Gu Xingjian nodded, with just a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, but he still responded seriously.

The goddess in 1013 is named Mrs. Hu. It is said that she has been a goddess for fifty years and is very famous in this area. You see, there are still businesses coming to the door even on heavy rain days.

Ji Li hesitated for a moment. He didn't know if this old lady Hu was the kind of goddess he thought she was, but it didn't sound like Gu Xingjian was joking.

Is this reasonable?

It's really unreasonable, but I have to say she does have some skills.

Gu Xingjian kept walking, obviously not very interested in Mrs. Hu, so he added: But not much.

Ji Li slowed down his movements and allowed Gu Xingjian to say such words. Then this old lady Hu was probably not an ordinary character.

When he left the tenth floor, he casually glanced down again, only to see half a human face suddenly appear on the edge of the tenth floor corridor!

That half of the face looks like a woman, but it has a bald head.

The other half of his face was blocked by a wall. The dark eyes on the face without eyebrows and hair were round and full of bloodshot eyes.

The corner of her mouth turned down as if she was crying, but there was no sound, so she just watched him leave.

Ji Li was not frightened, but he didn't know whether the woman was a human or a ghost, but it seemed even weirder to have such a weird existence on the tenth level with a goddess.

He silently noted the weirdness of the tenth floor in his mind and continued upward.

When he reached the twelfth floor, he heard an even more chaotic situation.

Below the twelfth floor, there was almost no sound, as if all the residents did not exist.

But here, Ji Li first heard a roar. A man was roaring at the top of his lungs, followed by the fierce sound of pots and pans being broken.

There was also the faint sound of a woman sobbing and wailing.

Gu Xingjian walked straight up without stopping, without looking back:

There is a young couple living in 1203. The husband domestically abuses his wife every day, three times a day on time.

On the thirteenth floor, the sound of mahjong tiles being pushed and shoved echoed throughout the entire floor, and the sound was extremely loud, alternating with the sounds of domestic violence below.

Ji Li looked around and saw that at the end of the corridor on the thirteenth floor, there were three mahjong tables, and a dozen residents of different shapes were crowded together. It was obvious that the entire floor had become a chess and card room.

The smell of cigarettes, alcohol, and sweat lingered, and Ji Li left quickly after taking one look at it.

The fourteenth floor... is even more special.

This corridor is covered with white banners, white wreaths, and even a simple miniature mourning hall at the end of the corridor.

The door of the innermost room on the fourteenth floor was open, and a black square object was exposed.

The child of the 1424 family died, and the coffin has been suspended for a year and a half. There has been a coffin there since I first came here.

Gu Xingjian's words made Ji Li feel the weirdness of this building again, and couldn't help but ask:

Are you sure there are still bodies inside?

Hearing this question, Gu Xingjian showed his signature smile again, turned around and said something meaningful:

Do you think these weird things are still important?

Ji Li remained silent, and as he continued to climb up, he saw another wonderful scene in this building.

Before he reached the fifteenth floor, he heard the sound of women laughing and men moaning one after another. In broad daylight, not a single resident on the entire fifteenth floor had their door open.

The lights inside are so dim that they are even comparable to the goddess Hu on the tenth floor, but there is a pink cloth hanging at the door of every door here.

The fifteenth floor is a red light district...

The weird look on Ji Li's face became darker and darker. The fourteenth floor stopped the spirits and the fifteenth floor sold silver. There was only one floor between them. This situation was really unexpected.

The situation in this building far exceeded his imagination. Logically speaking, as a mission place, there shouldn't be so many factors, including so many living people.

He had already made some assumptions when he walked up from the tenth floor and saw so much domestic garbage, but he didn't expect that the situation on the eighth floor would be so complicated.

Among all the weirdness, what should the final mission place look like?

Until Gu Xingjian finally stopped, he looked towards the corridor on this floor and said softly:

arrive.

Ji Li glanced at it and saw a door reflected in his eyes. It was the only door on this floor.

The curtain at the door made of strings of cans swayed gently in the breeze, making a crisp and weird sound.

On the red carpet, there is a copper incense burner unreasonably blocking the front door, with three pillars of fragrance stuck on it.

The curling green smoke rose up and slowly drifted away. What Ji Li saw was the eighteenth floor.