The blood-colored canopy shrank until it was near the community, and then the speed slowed down, returning to its original unhurriedness.

"It's slowing down." Chang Wei, who thought that he would shrink until the middle-aged man downstairs, was relieved, he was completely chased by the blood-colored barrier, "Damn, I'm tired." ”

He couldn't catch his breath and couldn't breathe, but Chang Wei didn't have time to rest.

Because the main plot of the horror world is about to begin, middle-aged men persecute their wives.

Glancing at the doorman sleeping in the security room, Chang Wei slipped back to the community with a wooden stick.

Hurry up or be a step too late, and when Chang Wei chased to the elevator door of the unit building, the silver elevator door was closed, and the number displayed next to the elevator button stopped at 14.

"It looks like the middle-aged man has arrived home." Chang Wei was a little anxious, and pressed the elevator button wildly, hoping that the elevator could come down from the 14th floor quickly and sit on it himself.

But no matter how he pressed it, the number next to the elevator button remained the same, still showing 14, as if the elevator was stuck on the 14th floor.

"Faulty? Probably not. It doesn't feel like it's such a coincidence, a special familiarity of the horror world hits, and Chang Wei feels that the real horror world has begun.

"I can't use the elevator, so I have to take the stairs."

Looking at the dark corridor, Chang Wei felt that everything seemed to be deliberately arranged, and walked in cautiously with a wooden stick.

Stomping his feet, Chang Wei was ready to go upstairs in the dark, only the horror in the dark would catch people off guard.

To his surprise, the voice-activated lights turned on.

"Huh? How do you feel that you didn't play according to the routine......"

Looking up at the voice-activated light above his head in some surprise, Chang Wei scratched his head.

"Is the real purpose of the ghost hitting the wall or hallucinating, and the voice-activated lights are just to let your guard down?"

Chang Wei felt that he couldn't be careless, and the wooden stick he was originally holding with one hand was changed to two hands, like a sword-wielding samurai facing a great enemy, half-squatting against the wall, and walking upstairs little by little.

Looking around vigilantly, Chang Wei will count silently in his heart every time he walks a step, and every time he goes up a floor, he will look at the number of floors on the elevator door corresponding to the staircase, whether it is consistent with the floor in his heart.

The more this time, Chang Wei warned himself that the more stable he became, and he must not be in a hurry.

was even more cautious, until he went up to the 14th floor, Chang Wei was sweating.

The sweating was not because I was scared by some unexpected situation, but because I was really tired after half-squatting all the way.

Scratching his head, Chang Wei looked confused.

？？？ What's the situation?

Except for the voice-activated light bulb on the sixth floor, nothing strange has happened, and it seems that there is something unusual about safety.

It wasn't until this time that Chang Wei saw that the elevator door on the 14th floor was ajar, and it couldn't be closed, and it couldn't be opened at all, and it seemed that it was really stuck there.

"Damn, it's really a malfunction...... Chang Wei was a little speechless, this time the horror world is really safe, it's a bit too much, and there is no sense of horror at all.

Most of the time required to survive has passed, and I haven't even seen a ghost.

The tense nerves seemed to relax a little, and seeing that the voice-activated light in the corridor on the 14th floor was still on, Chang Wei planned to walk out of the corridor, but at this moment, an accident happened.

The front foot had just stepped into the corridor of the 14th floor, and it seemed that some kind of prohibition had been triggered, and the voice-activated lights in the corridor suddenly flickered, flickering and flickering, like a circuit that was suddenly unstable and would burn out at any time.

"It's a bit like a supernatural scene where ghosts appear in a ghost movie." Holding the wooden stick in his hand, Chang Wei felt that as long as he walked through the blind corner of the corner of the corridor, something terrible would suddenly appear in his eyes, which is usually the kind of bridge in horror movies.

His heart beat a little faster, his palms began to sweat, and Chang Wei felt like the protagonist of a horror movie.

Just now I complained that people are not scary, but now it's okay, and the terror will come immediately.

There was some fear in his heart, but Chang Wei still resolutely took the second step.

Chang Wei, who has read a lot of ghost stories, understands that ghosts are very good at understanding people's psychology, and the more scared you are, the more it scares you.

As Chang Wei walked into the corridor, the frequency of the voice-activated lights gradually increased, as if to warn that a terrible danger was approaching, and even the normal voice-activated lights in the corridor began to become unstable, flickering brightly and dimly.

The terrifying magnetic field was growing larger as Chang Wei walked towards the corridor, completely enveloping Chang Wei.

Stepping into the corridor on the 14th floor with both feet, his eyes just turned around the corner of the corridor, and in the last flicker of the voice-activated light, Chang Wei seemed to see something squatting at the door of the middle-aged man's house.

In a flash, a neat squeak was heard, all the voice-activated lights went out, and the corridors and corridors fell into absolute darkness, and they couldn't see their fingers.

It takes a time to adapt to the light and dark eyes, even Chang Wei, who has yin and yang eyes, and he can't see clearly for a while when he suddenly falls into darkness.

The sound of footsteps came, something in the darkness approached quickly, a strong smell of wine rushed quickly, and Chang Wei, who had been slightly accustomed to the darkness, vaguely saw a figure rushing towards him, his blood-red eyes were surrounded by the unique gray gas of resentment.

It should be the murderer of Lan Jing's wife murder case - a middle-aged man of the rich second generation.

Without thinking about it, Chang Wei picked up the wooden stick with both hands and slashed at the rushing figure.

Under the stick, Chang Wei used all his strength.

All I could hear was a strange cry from the figure in the darkness, like the neighing of a snake, or like a man lowering his voice, or both, but they all coincided.

The wooden stick seemed to slam into his arm, knocking off something the figure was holding in his hand, and it fell to the ground with a metal-specific landing sound.

", with a murder weapon." It is estimated what kind of knife it is, the wife in Lan Jing's wife murder case was hacked to death by a middle-aged man, Chang Wei hurriedly stepped forward and stepped on the murder weapon that fell on the ground, and kicked out of the corridor at the entrance of the building.

The wooden stick seemed to be able to attack the resentment attached to the figure, and after eating a blow of the stick, he threw away the weapon in his hand, and the figure was obviously much more frightened, and retreated to the other end of the corridor, looking a little cringe, looking like he didn't know what to do next.

Obviously, Chang Wei actually had a weapon in his hand that could attack it, which greatly surprised it.

Seeing that the other party was instigated, Chang Wei's confidence was much stronger.

After these dozens of seconds, his eyes also adapted to the darkness, and under the effect of the yin and yang eyes, Chang Wei could barely see the figure who wanted to attack him just now, it was indeed the murderer of Lan Jing's wife murder case-a middle-aged man.

It's just strange that the gray resentment on the middle-aged man's body seems to be a little weak, and the wisps are wrapped around the middle-aged man's body, and he hasn't even formed a personal shape.

It stands to reason that this level of gray resentment is not enough to control the dependents.

Chang Wei was a little puzzled.

"Could it be that you are too drunk and delirious to be controlled by such a weak resentment?" Thinking of the strong smell of alcohol that the middle-aged man pounced on before, Chang Wei roughly gave himself a guess of possibility.

But it soon became apparent that things didn't seem to be that simple.

The gray resentment around the middle-aged man is a little thin, but the gray qi on his chest is very rich, and the dense gray qi is entangled into a large mass, like countless gray tentacles that are entwined together, concentrated on the middle-aged man's chest.

And the gray qi around the middle-aged man is diffused from that large mass, and the middle-aged man seems to be carrying something, which is attaching the gray resentment it carries to the middle-aged man.

At the time that Chang Wei observed, the gray gas on the middle-aged man's body was obviously thicker again, and the gray qi was climbing and entangled, and there was a faint tendency to develop towards a human form.

"This thing can't just shrink in the corner of the wall to accumulate strength......" Feeling that something seemed to be wrong, Chang Wei hurriedly picked up the wooden stick and took the initiative to rush towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man obviously didn't expect this scene.

In his eyes, the young man in front of him was completely an ordinary person, who was going home late at night to attack this dependent ontological wife, squatting in front of the door to rummage for the key, but he heard that someone seemed to come up downstairs.

If you suddenly have an idea in your heart, it is better to kill one more person and increase your strength.

But how could this original prey dare to take the initiative to fight in such a horror movie-like scene?

？？？ What's the situation?

He just couldn't figure it out.

And for Mao, the young man, he would carry a wooden stick upstairs in the middle of the night and go home after playing baseball?

But it's too late, isn't it, and this wooden stick can still attack him for Mao?

The middle-aged man first symbolically resisted a few times, but found that Chang Wei was really not afraid of him at all, and there was a feeling that he was getting more and more energetic.

I had to hug my head and run away.

And so the drama happened.

In the dark corridor, Chang Wei, who seemed to be a normal person, picked up a wooden stick, chasing a middle-aged man with gray gas wrapped all over his body, his eyes were blood-red, and he was like a madman.

And the gray resentment seemed to be really afraid of the wooden stick in Chang Wei's hand, controlling the middle-aged man to keep escaping in the corridor.

After a few sticks, Chang Wei also understood the reason.

The wooden stick can actually absorb the resentment on the middle-aged man's body, and with each stick, the gray qi that wraps around the middle-aged man's body will be reduced, although it will soon be expanded and supplemented by the thick gray resentment in the chest.

However, after the sticks absorbed the resentment, it was like eating nutrients, and their abilities began to change, and many cracks on the sticks that were like old bark began to heal and disappear, and the surface of the sticks began to become round and smooth.

It seems that the feeling of holding the wooden stick is a little different, it seems to be getting bigger and thicker.

The original shriveled bark-like color began to become rich and substantial, some like a gray of resentment, and it seemed that even the power had increased, and every time I struck it, I absorbed a few more resentments than last time.

"I think I've found a treasure." Chang Wei became more and more energetic.

I don't know how many sticks I knocked, I didn't control my strength, and the middle-aged man who was holding his head was accidentally knocked out by Chang Wei.

After the middle-aged man fainted, the gray resentment wrapped around his body seemed to realize something, and they all fled back to the thick gray gas in his chest.