I don't know how long I walked, Zhen Jingjing felt a little sore in her legs. But this corridor doesn't seem to have an end in sight, and Zhen Jingjing feels that she is not going the wrong way.

Is it too late to go back now? Zhen Jingjing wanted to go back.

Maybe the hallway downstairs won't be that long.

This is obviously beyond the length of the corridor of the hotel, which is not very large, and it does not take many minutes to walk around.

But now that Zhen Jingjing has been walking for almost half an hour, she still can't see where the exit is in this corridor. It seems that there is no end, and there is no light, which makes Zhen Jingjing a little desperate.

If you continue like this, even if you are exhausted, you will not come to the end. If you don't do it, you'll die here, and I don't know if you're starving or thirsty, or if you're being eaten by monsters.

Zhen Jingjing's perseverance is okay, and she continues to walk slowly. She didn't want to stop, and it seemed that once she stopped, she would never leave here.

It was only by continuing to act that she felt that she still had a little hope.

At the same time, she began to think about what was wrong, after all, it seemed that strange things had happened since she entered the hotel.

It was as if everything had changed as soon as I entered the stairs.

Zhen Jingjing has also heard of ghosts hitting the wall, and she feels that she is also in the ghost hitting the wall now. Although everyone encounters ghosts hitting the wall is different, the situation is probably the same, and they will never be able to get out of a place.

Some people keep walking and return to the same place, and some people return to the original point no matter which direction they go.

And Zhen Jingjing is that no matter how she goes, she seems to be inseparable from this hotel.

It seems that the ghost hitting the wall that Zhen Jingjing encountered is a little more advanced, just like a three-dimensional ghost hitting the wall.

If that's the case, then no matter how much you move, you won't be able to get out of here.

Thinking of this possibility, Zhen Jingjing was a little overwhelmed.

I really don't know how to break the ghost wall. You can't just wait where you are, can you? If no one breaks in, then it is estimated that this ghost will always be on the wall and will not disappear. Until Zhen Jingjing's death, the estimated effect was invalid.

After walking for more than half an hour, the corridor was still the corridor, and the mobile phone had less power. The physical strength is also very expensive, and Zhen Jingjing knows that it is not a way to go on like this.

For a while, she really didn't know what to do.

The only thing that feels useful is the magic flute, although these magic flutes are all obtained by her luck, but Zhen Jingjing really likes this flute.

It seems that this is her means of saving her life.

I took out the magic flute, stroked it lightly with my hand, and recalled everything I had experienced during this time, it was so incredible.

Although it is strange, these things are so logical, which makes Zhen Jingjing have a new understanding of the world.

There are a lot of complicated emotions in my heart for a while, but now is not the time to sigh, but if this is not the case, then what can I do?

Zhen Jingjing sat down and turned off the flashlight. If the phone is out of battery, then there is really no hope.

And Huang Yanying didn't wait for Zhen Jingjing to come back in the hospital, and she was also very worried.

She just said that she would come back soon after a trip, but it was almost midnight. She still didn't come back, but Huang Yanying continued to press the dial button, dialing her again and again.

However, every time, a female voice is prompting that the phone you are dialing cannot be connected for the time being, please dial again later.

Hearing this voice, Huang Yanying became more and more worried.

After thinking about it, Huang Yanying called the police.

"Hello, this is the 110 alarm center, how can I help you."

"I'm going to call the police."

Although Huang Yanying didn't know where Zhen Jingjing went, she guessed that she should have gone to the hotel.

After all, since she mentioned this hotel, Zhen Jingjing's whole person seems to be not here. It could be seen from her face that she seemed to have been thinking about other things, so Huang Yanying naturally thought of the hotel.

After telling the ins and outs of the matter once, the alarm center accepted the alarm.

"Hello, your police report has been accepted, and the police will be dispatched immediately."

"Excuse me, thank you."

After being accepted and affirmed by the alarm center, Huang Yanying's heart was always half relieved.

Zhen Jingjing didn't know what was going on outside, and she was feeling desperate now. The whole person sat in the corridor with the flute in his arms, and he didn't know what to do.

The Magic Flute also seems to be sensitive to the environment here, and seems to have been restless since coming out of the system backpack.

Several times I had to break away from Zhen Jingjing's palm and wanted to float.

Zhen Jingjing didn't know why the magic flute reacted like this, but it was definitely not normal, and the magic flute seemed to react to the surrounding environment.

It seems to sense something, but I don't know what it is.

Zhen Jingjing tried to let go of her hand, and at the same time turned on the flashlight.

The Magic Flute floated and made a sound of its own accord. I don't know what kind of song it is, but the tone is unhurried, and it makes people feel very comfortable after listening to it.

Zhen Jingjing was just worried that the magic flute would leave her, so she didn't dare to relax too much, but it seemed that the magic flute had no intention of leaving, and after feeling this meaning, Zhen Jingjing began to sit down with confidence.

Listen to the song quietly.

After listening to it for a while, I seemed to feel sleepy, and I don't know when I fell asleep.

"Hey! Wake up. ”

As if sensing that someone was shouting to herself, Zhen Jingjing opened her eyes.

A human face appeared in his sight, and then he saw the police uniform he was wearing.

Seeing this, I was immediately relieved, and it turned out to be alarming.

"Where am I?"

"The utility room of the hotel." The vigilant look was a little strange, "Why are you asleep here?" ”

"I don't know." Zhen Jingjing wanted to tell what she had experienced, but it was estimated that no one would believe it, so she simply chose not to say it.

"Your friend has called the police, saying that he can't contact you for half a day. I didn't expect you to sleep like a pig in this place, are you okay? ”

"It's fine. It's okay. ”

Zhen Jingjing was also speechless, did everything she experienced an illusion? Or is it a ghost created by someone behind the wall.

This needs to be investigated.

"Since it's okay, then quickly contact your friend and tell her about the situation, so that she won't worry."

"Okay, I'm really bothering you."

Zhen Jingjing also felt very embarrassed, and troubled the police comrades to dispatch.

Hurriedly called Huang Yanying, told him about the situation, and then rushed back to the hospital immediately.

After Huang Yanying saw Zhen Jingjing return safely, her hanging heart finally let go.

"I thought something really happened to you, it scared me to death."

"How could something happen, really."

However, for Huang Yanying's concern, Zhen Jingjing still feels warm in her heart. This feeling is the same as when I was with the cuttlefish before.

It's really nice to have friends who care about each other.