Is the elevator stopping on the 6th floor now?

The elevator has been running for so long, how can it still be on the 6th floor? The shaking sensation of tremor and the feeling of weightlessness brought about by the inertia under the feet are so obvious, and it is not at all an illusion that He Harmony, who has a clear mind, can produce by himself, which also shows that it is impossible for the elevator to have an accident and stay on the 6th floor.

So why is it the 6th floor? Could it be that there is a problem with the floor display board inside the elevator? In this case, it is a technical problem.

"Uh-huh...... After getting out of the elevator for a while, you must call the property, I don't know where to spend so much property fees!" He Huan snorted coldly, thinking secretly, and breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that he is too suspicious, and he blames Li Minghao's damn faggot, holding a bunch of ghost talismans around He Hui all day long, and claiming that he knows what spells. "By the way, take care of that guy too!"

But, is that really the case?

As a young and excellent surgeon, He Harmony's thinking speed and adaptability have never been bad, and the long list of analyses was only in a moment, when Harmony's eyes moved away from the display board, the elevator door had just opened, and it was pitch black outside, only the big "6" on the wall, which was particularly dazzling.

He Hao was panicked, he clearly remembered that when he was taking the elevator, he had met almost every floor of the neighbors, so he was also fortunate to see the reminder signs on almost every floor, but he did not find and never heard of the situation that the floor reminder signs were wrongly pasted.

He Huan was a little hesitant, to go out or not to go out? This is a question.

He Huan shook his head in annoyance, at a loss, and the elevator seemed to be dead, no longer moving, no matter how desperately He Huan pressed the door closing button, the elevator was still wide open, and did not obey the order.

"Ah......h ......"The ceiling of the elevator room emits the sound of electricity from an unknown source.

He Huan was so frightened that he trembled, at this time he was like a frightened bird, all the grass and trees.

"Knock, knock!knock!" All that left the world was the sound of He Harmony's heart beating.

"Whew!huh!" The sound of heavy breathing made He Huan's lungs almost unable to withstand the pressure and burst!

As a staunch materialist medical scientist (well, the title of "medical scientist" is self-appointed by He Huan), He Huan once did not believe that there were strange forces and gods in this world for a long time, and the so-called psychics and various supernatural phenomena in his eyes were just some good dramas directed and performed by some people who were greedy for fame and profit. However, time has passed, and at this time, He Harmony's three views are changing dramatically, and all that is left in his mind is the professional term that he often sees in horror novels - ghosts hitting the wall!

Although the track of the elevator is longitudinal, fixed, and can never be circular, the only thing that is similar to the current situation is the ghost hitting the wall. No matter how the elevator runs upwards, it always stays on the same floor, which is exactly the same as the principle of ghost hitting the wall, the only difference is that the ghost hitting the wall can also be explained by science, and the problem encountered by the sad He Harmony is simply beyond the scope of science and cannot be explained.

He Harmoni's legs had begun to tremble, and when he was dissecting a corpse alone in the middle of the night at the age of ten in the medical school, He Harmony had no horror. But now, when science can't explain human ignorance, ignorance becomes more and more terrifying when science can't explain it!

"What to do...... What should I do......" He Huan's lips moved, his eyes were fixed on the outside of the elevator, and he didn't dare to blink. His mind became dull as his gaze was fixed, and it took him a long time to remember to take out his phone from his pocket, and he quickly glanced at the screen, and sure enough, there was no signal at all.

"This is probably called the Ghost Realm, which is an independent space created by ghosts. He Hui remembered that Li Minghao had popularized these basic supernatural knowledge to him.

"The ghosts in the ghost realm usually want to persecute the living, or complain about grievances, so they will pull the living into the ghost realm and experience some horror or re-enactment of the scene to achieve their goals. ”

"So, the easiest way is to do some dirty and obscene things, so that the ghost can't stand you, just like the story of Song Dingbo's ghost hunting, maybe you will be out of danger......" Li Minghao's words rang in He Huan's ears.

"Well, I see!" He Hui came back from his thoughts, blinked his sour eyes quickly, and his gaze was still on the big "6" in front of him.

He Huan stiffly raised his fist clenched because of nervousness from his side, opened his hands, pinched his waist with both hands, took a deep breath, his head rose slightly, puffed up his breath, his eyes narrowed slightly, he opened his mouth, and scolded: "I'm XX, you're OO! You lame ghost animal!Shameless little bitch! Do you know who Lao Tzu is?Ah?Lao Tzu I+#@¥amp; amp; amp; amp;%*……”

A minute later, He Huan was tired, but the elevator didn't move. For a whole minute, I greeted the ghosts who didn't know that they were still alive and the ancestors of the N generations, and made up nonsense to scare a ghost, He Harmony used up all kinds of foul language that he had seen on the Internet, and finally his mouth was dry and he ran out of food, but unfortunately from the current effect, this trick is useless, He Harmony, and failed to "influence" the ghost.

He Huan licked his dry lips and looked around, but the ghost did not appear, the elevator did not move, and he still did not dare to go out.

He Hui decided to use the second method, he rubbed his nose and squeezed out some tears half-truthfully. He simply sat on the floor, crossed his legs, and began to chatter. From being bullied in elementary school, to the failure of his first love in middle school, to seeing the social reality in college, and finally to all kinds of unhappiness after work, except for some memories that He Huan didn't want to mention, He Huan almost talked about himself as the worst person in the world, the big name is "unlucky", the nickname is "sad urging", and the people in the rivers and lakes call it "unsmooth hero". He Huan cried for a long time with snot and tears, but the elevator did not move at all, and a trace of coolness came in from outside the door. It has been proven once again that tears and so on are useless.

"Okay! You are unkind and unjust! It seems that you can only use that ultimate!" He Huan exhausted his patience in the toss, and also strengthened himself, and in desperation, he finally made up his last mind and made a decision. It was this decision that changed He Huan's lower body, and even changed He Huan's second half of his life......