"That's right!" Ting nodded, "Then what do you think went wrong?" ”

"It's not clear, I've never encountered this before, I'm afraid I need to pry it open and see it to find out. "

Ting thought for a while, "Then, is it possible that there is an insect infestation?" Lately, I haven't been making termites or anything! ”

"Miss Xie, this is absolutely impossible!" The maintenance worker was happy, and muttered quietly, "Laminate flooring is mixed with treated wood chips and industrial glue, and I haven't heard of any kind of insect that loves to eat." ”

"Alas, I'm tired enough from work, and buying a flooring installation doesn't give me peace of mind. Your company is responsible for me to take care of it. Ting gave up guessing the reason, she was too lazy to waste brain cells.

"Of course. However, the damaged area of your home is somewhat large, and it is estimated that it will take 70% to replace it. "If the repairer points out" If it is natural damage, the company is free of charge. But after prying it open, there are signs of man-made damage, and Miss Xie is afraid that she will have to add some money. ”

"You mean Miss Ben is deliberately looking for you to have fun?" Ting was angry, "Excuse me, how do I get the floor like this?" ”

"That's not what I meant." The maintenance worker hurriedly waved his hand. After all, the situation of the floor is too weird, he has worked for more than 20 years, and he has never seen such a strange scene of destruction.

"It's better not to mean that, or beware of me complaining about you." Ting raised the business card in her hand, put on her shoes, and stepped on her bag to go out. Being in the same room with a stranger, as a standard otaku, she is really a little unaccustomed to "when can I get it right?" ”

"Five o'clock in the afternoon." The maintenance worker looked at his watch.

"Then I'll come back after five o'clock, and I hope to see the clean floor by then." Ting shook her head and left.

The maintenance worker pouted, this aunt's character is really not flattering, how can she marry in the future. He pulled his tools out of his bag and prepared to pry open the damaged floor near the door to see what was going on.

The laminate flooring was pried open, revealing a layer of plastic. The plastic that was supposed to be white is now black and damp. The maintenance workers cut it off, revealing the floor. He looked at it and gasped. I saw that the cement floor was full of small holes, as if it had been eaten by thousands of moths, and it was chilling to see.

What's going on? Termites! No, I've never heard of termites biting cement.

The maintenance worker couldn't figure it out, so he tapped the ground with his tool. Suddenly, he seemed to see something scurrying through the holes.

Then, something swooped out. He groaned and covered his eyes hard. Blood continued to flow from between his fingers, dripping onto the ground, and finally absorbed by the countless holes in the floor.

The wailing began to grow, reaching a peak and then suddenly weakening. It didn't take long for the maintenance workers in the house to disappear without a trace.

The floor of the room was clean, and it seemed that everything was normalizing except for the countless eerie bulges.

At half past five in the afternoon, Ting went home.

The door was closed, the house was empty, and the maintenance workers seemed to have gone home. Xie Ting threw the bag on the sofa and nodded with satisfaction, the surface of the floor, the bulge part disappeared cleanly, and the flat part was pleasing to the eye. She didn't care, and she didn't notice that the floor was flat, but the dense black holes in the board did not disappear, but the dark wooden floor, it was really difficult to see the clues.

She casually soaked cup noodles to fill her stomach, and then hugged the computer and snuggled up in bed to read gossip. At half past ten, drowsiness came to me, so I casually threw away the computer and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but Ting woke up harassed by her own urine. She got out of bed and went to the toilet in embarrassment, but as soon as the soles of ****'s feet touched the floor, her skin was punctured by several sharp things.

It took several seconds for her numb nerves to sleep before she felt the pain, and she screamed and jumped in place holding her feet. But this jump made her situation even more miserable, her uninjured left foot was pierced by countless sharp objects, and she could even feel the warm liquid flowing out of her body, it must be blood, her own blood!

Ting seemed to be standing in Needle Mountain, she turned on the light at a loss while crying, and suddenly with the light on, a strange scene that made people gasp was reflected in her vision.

I saw that the floor of the room was densely packed with bulges, and from the center of the bulge, a black sharp thing emerged from the small black hole. The blood gets on the side and is immediately absorbed instantly. It was as if those sharp things were drinking water, and even shook greedily, squeezing out of the small black hole and rapidly extending to her place.

Ting's eyes widened, she seemed to hear a rumbling sound coming from under the floor, and her vision was filled with jet-black objects peeking out of countless black holes, only thin hair.

Before she could scream, she was already tightly wrapped around her, unable to make a sound anymore. She felt the power moving away from her, her flesh and even her internal organs, numb and invaded by something. Her body dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, until the complete fall of life......

Night, or quiet night. Except for the people downstairs who felt a slight weird sound from the ceiling, no one noticed that on the ninth floor of this building, there was already a girl who had died strangely.

The summer weather, like a child's face, was 'smiling' just now, and a few minutes later I cried 'in a lot'. I was in such a predicament, standing under the eaves of the school, watching the torrential rain that I didn't know when it would stop.

Let's introduce myself as usual, although everyone is tired of seeing this self-introduction. My name is Night Silence, a sort of obnoxious fellow, with strong good intentions and extremely depressing bad luck. Because since I was a child, I often encountered incredible events. Perhaps for many people, I am still lucky, at least I have encountered so many terrible things that anyone who encounters one thing will lose their life, and I am still alive and well. This in itself is already very spooky!

Well, if you are entangled in self-introduction, I am afraid that your mind will fall into a paradox, so let's briefly introduce where you are.

This is a small city called Pigeon City, which is very remote, and it takes at least 3 days to take a train from the provincial capital. However, because of its unique climate and geographical conditions, it has created the reputation of a forest city.

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