Throughout the first floor, the walkway is designed in the middle, and the rooms are flanked on both sides. www.biquge.info The biggest weakness of this design is that the lighting of the walkway is not very good.

All the rooms were empty, and some of the doors had collapsed.

In some places, traces of some people can still be found. It seems that there are still those bold bear children in this place.

I went up to the second floor. I saw a rusty iron door lock the second floor. The footprints of those years are gone after here.

The ground on the second floor was empty, and there was no trace of it. Oh? It's not that there are no traces, there are still a lot of bird droppings.

What I can't figure out is, why is an abandoned old building still locked with an iron door?

I looked at the door lock, and it was one of those big iron locks. The keyhole was also filled with molten iron. It seems that it can only be opened with violence.

I drew my knife and slashed at the chain. At a few o'clock, the spark jumped out, and the iron rope fell in response.

I reached out and pushed open the iron door. Squeezed in. The axle of this iron door has long been rusted, and it is a little difficult to push the door at this moment.

I don't know why, since I came up to the second floor, I have a deep feeling of gloom. I always feel that there are countless eyes looking at me with resentment. The second floor is also quiet. The windows are hung with curtains, and the light is darker than on the first floor.

But these curtains are still worn out by the years, and there is still a little light coming in, and I can barely see walking.

To be honest, there is always a feeling of unsteadiness when walking in this kind of building with the corridor in the middle.

I'm a little annoyed that I didn't bring a flashlight with me. Turn on your phone's flashlight. Barely able to illuminate a small area.

The parallelism of the flashlight is not good, so it cannot illuminate distant objects.

There was a black layer on the ground that seemed to be rust. I wondered more and more, could it be that this floor was still watered with molten iron?

Where can a restaurant be so strong? Could it be that this is used to protect against heavy aerial bombs? Designers are afraid that someone will come to bomb? But what are people doing when they have nothing to do to blow up a restaurant with you? Unless...... This restaurant is not a restaurant!

I felt a chill in my heart.

Pushing open the door of the first room, a black air rushed into his face. I quickly dodged and walked in after a while. In the room, there was more of this black rust, and it was all over the floor.

To the left of the door, there is an old-fashioned wooden double bed. The quilt on the bed rises high. In front of the bed, there are two pairs of slippers, and on the bedside table, there are a few clothes that cannot be distinguished, but they can be vaguely identified as tunics.

It seems that the owner left in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to pack these things. I walked over and picked up the quilt with my knife, trying to see what was down there.

Just provoked. But I heard the sound of glass breaking suddenly from the third floor.

The voice is very soft, but in this environment where there is no sound at all, it still sounds very harsh. I put down the Miao knife. I listened, but I didn't hear anything.

What about auditory hallucinations?

I frowned, and was about to stretch out my knife when a shadow flashed by the door.

The hairs stand on end! I leisurely turned off my flashlight, rolled around, and ducked to the side.

There was a click, and the wooden bed collapsed in the darkness.

What about ghosts?

I shuddered, held my breath, held the knife in my hand, and looked ahead with wide eyes, but I couldn't see anything.

In the darkness, there was a sudden sound of breathing. Very faint.

If I hadn't held my breath, I wouldn't have heard.

I tried to make my way, but the sound of the breath was gone. I have long experienced that turning on the lights at this time is suicide.

Therefore I did not dare to move. But I couldn't hold my breath, so I slowly exhaled the air in my lungs, trying not to make a sound. After a while, I heard the breath again. This time I heard the direction clearly!

Oh yes! I cursed, picked up the knife, and slashed at the place where the breathing came from.

Only the sound of the wind was heard, and the Miao knife slashed a metal object. There was a crackling sound, a few sparks burst out, and the metal thing was also cut off by the Miao knife.

But with this faint spark, you can already see the contents of this house.

In front of me, there is a person!

He covered his face.

I was stunned for a moment, but at this moment, there was a sudden pain in my lower abdomen, and I fell backwards with a strong impact. By feeling, the other party is approaching.

I was half-kneeling on the ground, and the knife was slashed horizontally, but it was cut empty. And at this juncture, the wind above my head suddenly came, and as soon as my head was tilted, there was a pain in my shoulder! Yas. The other party can't be visible, right?

This time I really fucking met a master. Miao Dao slashed upwards again, this time with a snort that carried something, but it didn't really cut it down.

At the same time, a fierce wind struck my chest. I instinctively lifted the knife on the ground, and there was another ding, this time there was no spark.

Another pain in my chest. Again!

Anger rose in his chest. The connection was slashed twice and kicked once, so it's no wonder that he doesn't get angry.

But...... I can't even see each other, and they can attack me?

I'm ruthless! Pick up the knife and chop indiscriminately. The other party will definitely listen to the wind and argue. If he could see, he wouldn't have waited so long. This random chopping really made me chop something. But then my feet hurt and I felt like I had been beaten and stumbled.

I slashed all the time, focusing only on protecting it, but forgetting what I was underfoot.

I lost my center of gravity and fell to the ground. These days, I am also struggling on the edge of life and death, thinking that if you knock me to the ground, you can kill me, and there is no door!

At the same time, I could only hear the wind in my ears, and a very heavy fist landed on my temple! It's a terrible rhythm!

Damn it!

Roll on the ground, dodge the opponent's attack, and touch a hard thing. Throw it at the other side. The arm shook immediately, and this hard touch. The thing in his hand suddenly broke. A faint blue flame suddenly burst out of my hand!

The other party was obviously taken aback. Backwards.

I rolled over, slashed at the man's head. If you want me killed, will I still be merciful?

Now that he has the fire, he can't attack me like he did before. He could only raise his sword to resist.

There was a crisp sound, and the half-cut knife in his hand broke in half. He simply threw away the broken knife, picked up a piece of bed, and hit me in the head!

Click......

But at this time, the sound of broken glass squeezing and rubbing against each other came from the third floor. Something seems to be moving around.

I'm creepy. The masked man in front of him also changed his eyes, turned around and ran, and rushed downstairs.

I was stunned, looked back at the glowing thing in my hand, and suddenly my soul was gone!

This is a thigh bone. It's long, it's not animal, it's human! Only a human thigh bone is so long!