Chapter 117: Survivors of Chengcheng
"Mmmm, Qin Feng Oni sauce~ I think your mourning stick may be more powerful than this boning knife, but you won't use it." Xu Simiao waved the black blade and said with a smile.
"Huh? Boning knives? I asked.
"Don't you see this like a boning knife? Okay, let's not talk about it, I feel like there's something upstairs, Ernie sauce~ Shall we go up and have a look. Xu Simiao had a playful look and stuck out her tongue at me.
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The staircase on the seventh floor is cleaner than the next few floors, as if due to the fact that someone has walked through it. The door at the top of the stairs was closed, and I couldn't push it down.
"Clogged with clutter?" My eyes flickered, and I thought about this possibility.
Xu Simiao also tried it, but there seemed to be something blocked behind the door, and he couldn't push it at all.
"Qin Feng Oni sauce~, what now?" Xu Simiao looked at me pitifully.
I couldn't stand her coquettish tone, and said speechlessly, "Can you not talk like this?" ”
"Don't you like that?" Xu Simiao raised her head and pouted.
"Since the seventh layer can't go up, forget it." Looking at the door, I shook my head and said, "I'm going to the Phaeton Building." ”
When we separated, Chen Liang and Zhu Yao made an appointment to meet at the Huiteng Building, but at the moment I can't be sure where I am in Chengcheng, and it is naturally difficult to go to the Huiteng Building.
"Qin Feng Oni sauce, let me try again." Xu Simiao pouted, took out the boning knife, and gently held it, and a black light flashed on the boning knife.
My eyes froze: this black light seemed to be similar...... This kind of black light has appeared on every suicide, isn't this kind of thing unique to housekeepers?
"Brush!" Xu Simiao walked up and slashed across the gate with a boning knife, which cut into the heavy gate like cutting tofu, and immediately tore a crack.
Xu Simiao cut the door lock, pulled it hard, and the door was suddenly opened by her, and with a bang, the sundries inside fell out.
Xu Simiao jumped back nimbly, dodging the clutter.
"Can the boning knife not only deal with ghosts, but also easily cut through doors?" I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, my mourning stick can only deal with ghosts, and without ghosts is just an ordinary stick.
"Hee-hee, Qin Feng Oni-chan, the door is open, let's go and search, I feel like there's something inside." Xu Simiao said.
"Hmm. Beware of ghosts. I reminded it, but after thinking about it, Xu Simiao's current state is only afraid that she is more powerful than me, and it is better to remind her than to remind the ghost.
Walking into the corridor on the seventh floor, I immediately noticed that this corridor was a lot less dusty, and it seemed that it was because of the frequent movement of people.
"Is it a ghost?" I put my hand on the side of the mourning stick.
Xu Simiao's face suddenly became calm and solemn, she carried a boning knife and slowly walked towards the aisle.
Suddenly, she stopped in front of a sealed room, a smile appeared on her face, and she sneered, "There's something in it, Brother Qin Feng." ”
"Huh?" I immediately grabbed the mourning stick.
"Open the door!" Xu Simiao shouted.
The surroundings were quiet, and Xu Simiao's voice echoed out, and it resounded back again.
"Don't open the door, do you? Think I can't open it? Xu Simiao's white and tender melon seeds had a sneer on her face, holding a boning knife in her right hand, and slashed at the door, snorting, and suddenly cut out a big hole, she kicked hard, and the door was immediately kicked away.
This is a toilet, so the four walls are not glass walls.
The toilet was pitch black, and something seemed to be watching us.
"Come out!" Xu Simiao shouted.
"Is it a ghost? The ghost is coming? ”
"What to do? Where are we going? ”
"We're out, we're out!"
Panicked voices were heard inside, and then several people cautiously walked out of the darkness.
"Huh? Others? My face changed slightly, and I was taken aback.
Seven or eight people came out of the toilet, all older than us, and only two of them were women, all dressed dirty, who looked like they hadn't washed in days. And these people are so hungry that their faces are thin and yellow, and their eyes are red.
"Hey, not a ghost?"
"yes, that's not what ghosts look like."
"Who are you?"
Those people reacted immediately and said nonsense.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"We are from Chengcheng, my name is Zhang Yuanqi, where are you from? Haven't you encountered a ghost? One of the middle-aged men said.
"People from Chengcheng?" I chuckled in my heart and said, "You are from Chengcheng, what happened in Chengcheng?" Why is it the way it is? ”
When those people heard this, their faces showed horror, and a woman in her thirties said, "We...... We have suffered a catastrophe...... The people who can walk in Chengcheng are gone, and most of the people who can't go are dead, we are employees of this company, the boss is dead, and we are hiding in the toilet to survive until now......"
Then she told me about the catastrophe that had befallen them, and I listened with horror on my face.
According to her, Chengcheng suffered a catastrophe one day, thick clouds obscured the sky, and even daylight could not penetrate, and the sea raged, destroying all the buildings on the shore, and countless people were swept into the sea. At that time, many people were already planning to escape, and at this time, people were dying one after another, and the death was not even checked by the doctor...... In the end, all those who could evacuate were gone, and only some poor people, or those who had not had time to leave, remained in Chengcheng.
They are one of them, because it was too late to evacuate, the entire company was trapped in Chengcheng, and at this time, for some reason, ghosts began to appear in Chengcheng, and the people of the company were gradually killed by ghosts, leaving the eight of them to hide in the toilet, relying on the snacks stored before and the water in the toilet to survive to this day.
After listening to her story, my heart slowly fell......
I finally understood why the housekeeper let us come to Chengcheng to play the game, but he was not afraid that we would escape, because Chengcheng had become a dead city!
But in my heart, I was confused: what was the force that made such a large city like this? Does it have anything to do with the housekeeper?
It would be terrible if a housekeeper could turn a second-tier city into a dead city!
The woman said, "My name is Tu Jing, are you rescuers?" Immediately Tu Jing found out that we were all seventeen or eighteen years old, smiled bitterly, and said, "How did you get here?" ”
"We weren't rescuers." I shook my head.
Those people looked at us and sighed, their faces disappointed.
When they came out of the toilet, they thought they had been discovered by a ghost, and they were desperate, but when they saw us, they rose up with hope, and after knowing that we were not rescuers, they fell into despair again.
The man named Zhang Yuanqi took us to an office and sat down, saying, "We have been hiding on this floor for more than a month, and the ghosts have been attacking us for the past month, and there were originally more than 30 people in our company, but until now, there are only 8 of us left." ”
He laughed miserably, the expression on his face desperate.