Chapter 21: 11th Floor

"Ding ---" The elevator door slowly opened, and a cleaner in overalls stood inside.

Everyone walked in one by one, "Lin Chen, have you ever lived in this kind of place before you were 4 years old?" My aunt pressed the button on the 15th floor, and the elevator door slowly closed again, Lin Chen leaned against the wall and sighed helplessly: "I forgot to live in it." www.biquge.info Lauren also sighed: Thinking about Lin Chen, he was really miserable, his entire childhood was wasted in the dark......

Everyone stopped talking, An Ran's eyes slowly stayed on the elevator buttons, it was obvious that this was an apartment that was some years old, the buttons of the elevator were worn out a lot, An Ran's eyes were puzzled on the buttons on the 11th floor, what made her puzzled was that the buttons on the 11th floor were different from other buttons, and the damage was significantly less than the others......

"Auntie, may I ask ......" An Yan pointed to the button and asked the cleaner, "Why is the button leading to the 11th floor different from others?"

"Few people went. She replied.

An Ran was a little surprised: "Why are so few people going?"

"Haunted. ”

"Haunted?" everyone asked in unison.

"Yes. The old aunt nodded: "Hasn't the girl who lived on the 11th floor been haunted since she was unjustly killed? “

"Wrongfully killed?" everyone asked in unison in surprise again.

"yes. At this time, the old aunt sighed: "What a handsome girl, she often helped me clean when she lived in room 1109, but it's a pity...... Ay. ”

"1109?apartment 1109?" Anzen said in surprise.

"I've always wondered why this apartment is called 1109?" asked Lauren.

"Don't ask the young man. At this time, the elevator had reached the 9th floor, and the old aunt walked out of the elevator while pushing the car, and the elevator door slowly closed again, leaving only a puzzled face that could not be surprised......

"Hey, Lauren. In the room, An Ran threw the towel to Lauren: "Do you believe what the old aunt said?" Lauren said: "If you don't believe it, I don't understand: even if that person is really dead, there is no need to seal all the floors." "Do you understand?" An Ran said on the side, "People are talking about hauntings, and hauntings are the point, okay?" “

"Oh, why are you talking about this?" Lauren saw the USB flash drive on the Anran table at this time, and couldn't help but run over, and happily took it in his hand and looked at it: "Wow, sister, isn't this the latest archaeological data CD? When did you have it? Play with me." "Don't look at Lauren's already a master tomb robber, but she still thinks of an eight-year-old kid in her heart. "I'm going to use this, and I can still play with it?" An Ran walked over and took it. "Lend me a little fun. Lauren begged her. "Not really. "That's it. Seeing that her sister didn't agree, Lauren, who was quick-eyed, suddenly snatched the USB flash drive, and An Ran was instantly angry and quickly reached out to grab it. Lauren ducked back, hit her back against the window, and the USB flash drive in her hand flew out of the open window without grabbing it, and fell down the wind. An Ran hurriedly leaned on the window to see that the USB flash drive had fallen to the balcony on the 11th floor.

"Lauren, I'll ban you from playing games for a month. An Ran was very angry: "Now that it has fallen on the balcony, what should I do? How can I find it?" "Don't worry, don't worry." Lauren hurriedly tried to find a way to dissipate her sister's anger: "Isn't it just the balcony? I'll accompany you to find it." Let's get it back. “

Just as they were comforting, my aunt and Lin Chen walked in, and they were very surprised to see An Ran's angry appearance: "Oh, you have taken explosives?" An Ran spoke completely without his previous gentleness: "It's okay to ask Lauren." The aunt looked at Lauren. "I ...... I just got my sister's USB flash drive to the balcony on the 11th floor. “

"What?" Aunt and Lin Chen were both taken aback, and Aunt hurriedly ran to the balcony to look: "...... This sucks. “

"yes, they all fell on the balcony. Lin Chen also leaned on the windowsill to watch.

"Oh, Auntie. Lauren said, "That, what the old aunt said, is not true." When people die and go to hell, how can there be unjust ghosts?"

"Bah, you young people know how to talk nonsense. My aunt said while cleaning up the bed: "There is a taboo in the theory of unjust death, and if you don't understand, you are not allowed to talk nonsense." “

"What's the taboo?, isn't it all death anyway?" Lin Chen said again.

"Bah, how can you talk about this child, and you will be retributed. My aunt said: "Of course, unjust death is different, the human body will walk across the ghost gate and the bridge, and the unjust soul will gather into a yin ghost to wander in the ghost gate, once the resentment rushes to the dead body, the unjust soul will run out and become a ghost in the yang world." “

My aunt went into the bathroom to do the laundry. "Hey, let's rest for half a night, and then go to the USB flash drive in the middle of the night, and then let's gather again." The three of them discussed in a whisper. "Okay. "That's it. After saying the time and precautions, they went back to their rooms to sleep.

After Lauren and Lin Chen left, An Ran turned off the light and lay on the bed tiredly, she was tired to death this day, if it wasn't for professional training, she would have been unable to hold it for a long time. Anzen yawned and covered her face under the quilt and fell asleep.

"Knock knock---" I don't know how long I slept, and suddenly there was a knock in the room. An Ran opened his eyes suddenly, looked at the door and shouted suspiciously, "Who?" It shouldn't be Lauren or Lin Chen. Even if it's cleaning, why do you still knock on the door when the guests are sleeping so late?" "Knock knock knock ---" came three more hurried sounds, and An Ran's heart was slightly scared: "Who? Is there something wrong?" The three voices in the silent night were particularly loud and terrifying. An Ran gently put on his coat and got out of bed, tiptoeing slowly towards the door, at this time, a gust of wind "rustling" blew in through the slightly hidden window. "Knock knock---" An Ran shuddered, and the voice was so hurried that it seemed to knock on the door. Anzen put his hand on the handle and asked a little tremblingly, "Excuse me...... Is there something wrong?" Knock knock knock--" Answering her was another very stiff, very cold knock on the door, An Ran held her breath, her right hand pressed down little by little, and with a slight "creak--" sound, the door opened a crack, and opened little by little.

Strange, nothing.

The hallway outside was dark and empty, and only the faint outline of the door on the opposite side could be seen.

"After the unjust death of the girl on the 11th floor, isn't this place often haunted......"