That's right, these laughter and scolding coming from the room are actually the nonsense of some gamblers when they play mahjong, and the whole Jinxiu Building D has become a casino that never closes!

I was dragged by the arm of a middle-aged man, and from time to time I met some strange "people" in the corridor.

Why are these "people" weird?

As we all know, normal people walk with their feet forward, but at this moment, the "people" in Building D are actually walking backwards with their feet back, as if their eyes are behind their backs.

Faced with this strange scene, the fear in my heart has reached its peak, but in order not to attract the attention of these "people", I had to suppress the fear in my heart and follow the middle-aged man non-stop.

While following the middle-aged man closely, I secretly opened my pupils and aimed at these "people".

It doesn't matter if you don't aim at it, when you look at it, you are startled, and you see that these "people" have skin and flesh and blood flowing all over their bodies, and they are not living people at all, but ghosts and evil ghosts staying in Building D!

"Even if the Splendid Building is a famous abandoned building, there won't be so many ghosts and ghosts all of a sudden, right? Could it be that someone in the dark has gathered them together? If someone did gather them, I think that person was most likely the one who controlled the male corpse.

"The man who controlled the man's corpse wanted to kill me, and it is estimated that he would also attack me in Building D, I must be careful every step of the way, if I am negligent, I will probably die in Building D." While there were still a few minutes left for the pupils to open, I simply looked at the middle-aged man in front of me.

There are more and more blood streaks on the middle-aged man's body, which originally only infected the clothes, but as time passed, the blood on the clothes began to condense into blood beads, which kept sliding down the clothes to the ground, causing a "tick-tock" sound of blood dripping in the building.

Listening to the sound of blood droplets, I looked creepily at the middle-aged man's neck.

Unlike his clothes and face, the middle-aged man's neck is very clean, and there is no stain on it, as if it has been specially cleaned.

"Purge, sometimes to erase some secret." With a frown and a deep sigh, I looked down my neck at the back of the middle-aged man's head.

This look almost scared me to death, only to see the middle-aged man's back of his head, actually inlaid with pieces of green and white mahjong!

No, these mahjong players are no longer green and white, because the blood and brains in the back of the head are constantly pouring on these mahjong, making them blood red all around!

Looking at the mahjong in the back of the man's head, I finally knew that the middle-aged man in front of me was not a living person from beginning to end, he was also a fierce and vicious ghost!

When I learned that I was being grabbed by the arm by a ghost, my whole body trembled.

As if sensing my trembling, the middle-aged man suddenly turned his head and smiled darkly: "Don't be afraid, as long as you play a few rounds of mahjong with me, I won't be afraid of you, but if you dare to run away, I want you to live rather than die." ”

With that, the middle-aged man who grabbed my arm crossed the long staircase aisle and came to the sixth floor above Building D.

After the middle-aged man went up to the sixth floor, he carefully distinguished, and then turned around and entered room 602.

"Room 602 in Building D? There seems to be a couple of girls living in this room, and the girls are still a couple who have broken the shackles. Confused, I followed the middle-aged man into room 602.

But as soon as I entered room 602, I smelled a thick, nauseating smell of blood.

I quickly covered my mouth and nose and looked around, only to see that the earth-shaking and terrifying changes had taken place in room 602.

The floor of the originally dry and tidy hall was occupied by pools of red blood, which were lying quietly on the ground, like a lake of blood when the wind was calm, and like a clear and traceless blood mirror.

Looking at my reflection in the blood mirror, I felt that the blood in my whole body stopped flowing: "There is so much blood on the ground, I'm afraid a lot of people have died." ”

There was so much blood on the ground that I wanted to stop, but the middle-aged man grabbed my arm and kept moving forward, and I had to step into this lake of blood in fear.

As I stepped into this lake of blood, the sneakers on my feet were all stained with blood, and they had become a pair of bloody shoes.

It didn't feel comfortable wearing bloody shoes, but because of the ferocity of the middle-aged man, I could only endure the discomfort.

In just a few breaths, I followed the middle-aged man across the hall and into the bedroom of room 602.

There was no blood in the bedroom, but there were more fluorescent sheep's heads on the originally empty walls.

These fluorescent sheep's heads propped up with bloodshot pupils stared at me sinisterly.

I only glanced at them a few times, then shifted my gaze to the rest of the bedroom.

The bedroom was empty, with no bed for sleeping or a wardrobe for clothes, only a blood-red mahjong table.

On the four sides of this mahjong table, there are four chairs that are also blood-red, two of which are empty and no one sits on them, but on the other two chairs, a figure sits on each of them.

Looking at the two figures on the chair, my pupils shrank in shock!

Because the two figures sitting on the chair are people I am familiar with.

One of the figures sitting on the west side of the mahjong table was the administrator who lived in Building 201, the sixty-year-old woman who helped me open the door.

"How did she end up here? Was it also caught by a middle-aged man? "When I saw the figure of a sixty-year-old woman, I couldn't help but guess.

The sixty-year-old woman was still wrapped in the sky blue dress, her face was still covered with a thick layer of foundation, and her feet were still stepping on the pair of red high heels, looking very charming.

When she saw me enter the bedroom, she gave me some excused looks, and then resumed her previous upright position as if nothing had happened.

"This sixty-year-old woman didn't seem surprised to see me appear, as if she knew it was me." I frowned, and then looked at another figure.

Another figure sitting on the east of the mahjong table was one of the girls who originally lived in room 602.

"There are two girls living in room 602, and since one of the girls is here, where did the other girl go? Could it be ......" Thinking of this, I couldn't help but turn around and look at the hall irrigated by the Blood Lake.

Seeing me turn around suddenly, the middle-aged man suddenly leaned into my ear: "Hehe, you are right, the other girl in room 602 has been killed by me, and the pool of blood in the hall is her relic." ”

"Why did you kill her? Can't you spare her life? "I stared into the eyes of the middle-aged man without fear.

"Hehe, who told her that she didn't want to play mahjong with me." The middle-aged man smiled coldly, then pointed to the mahjong table not far away and said: "The chairs in the east and west are sitting, and I am the master sitting in the north, so you can sit in the south of the mahjong table." ”

After saying that, the middle-aged man stopped grabbing my arm, but sat down on the chair located north of the mahjong table.

I was able to get out of trouble for a while, so I quickly looked at my arm, only to see that a large area of bruise had appeared on my arm where the middle-aged man had grabbed it.

I touched the black spot with my fingertips, and there was a huge pain in my arm.

"The bruises on my arms are weird, and I'll have to find a way to get rid of them later." Sighing secretly, I listened to the middle-aged man's instructions and sat down on the south side of the mahjong table.

Seeing that I had already sat down, the middle-aged man coughed a few times: "Since everyone is already together, let's introduce ourselves, and play mahjong after everyone is familiar with it." ”

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, he fell down and introduced himself: "My name is Sheng Yu, I am a native of Xicheng, and I am Chinese New Year's Eve five years old today. ”

The sixty-year-old woman was stunned for a few seconds, and then introduced herself for the second time: "The old woman's name is Zheng Xiujuan, her hometown is Hecheng, and she is sixty and two years old this year. ”

"My name is Liang Fan, I'm from ......," I paused and continued, "I'm also from Xicheng, and I'm twenty-two years old this year. ”

After I introduced myself, it was the turn of the girl sitting at the mahjong table to introduce herself.

But she first glanced at the middle-aged man in fear, and then introduced herself with a trembling body: "I...... My name is Ling Yumo...... Come...... From Nandu...... Now...... He is twenty-five years old. ”

As soon as Ling Yumo's trembling voice fell, the middle-aged man's voice rang out: "Ling Yumo, how can you speak slowly, please speak quickly next time, or I will send you to see your little girlfriend." ”

Ling Yumo was immediately startled, and hurriedly waved his hand and begged: "Yumo is wrong, Yumo must speak quickly next time, please beg Brother Sheng to spare Yumo's life, Yumo doesn't want to die yet." ”

"If you don't want to die, listen to me." The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and then took out a blood-colored porcelain bowl from behind him.

As the blood-colored porcelain bowl appeared out of thin air, a stench of rotting flesh welled up in his nose, which was very disgusting.

I looked into the blood-colored porcelain bowl with a pale expression, and about a dozen blood-colored severed fingers immediately jumped into my eyes.

These dozen or so blood-colored severed fingers are all extremely slender, and they should have originated from a young woman in her prime.

After Ling Yumo on the side saw the blood-colored severed finger in the porcelain bowl, the fear in his eyes became even stronger, and I couldn't help but guess: "Could it be that the blood-colored severed finger in the porcelain bowl was cut off from Ling Yumo's little girlfriend?" Otherwise, she wouldn't be so afraid. ”

The middle-aged man, as a demon, would not pay attention to Ling Yumo's fear, he put the blood-colored porcelain bowl on the mahjong table, and said with a serious face: "The rules of our mahjong play are very simple, that is, one round at a time, whoever loses a round will eat a finger, and in the process of playing mahjong, no one is allowed to give out of a thousand, if a thousand is caught by me, it is not as simple as eating a finger." ”