The elevator door slid open silently, and outside the door was not a hallway, but a living room. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

An old-fashioned brown three-seater sofa, a black glass coffee table, a small-sized LCD TV on a half-used TV stand, and an out-of-place table with a large pot of porridge and an elderly mobile phone.

Over here......

How could it be here......

Many memories came flooding back in Fang Bai's brain......

……

Room 1804, there was an old lady who lived here, her two children have settled abroad, and she comes back once every two years to accompany the old man for a few days.

Fang Bai, who shares a house on the nineteenth floor with others, sometimes meets this neighbor who lives downstairs in the elevator, probably because Fang Bai is quite Zhouzheng, and secretly fits the aesthetics of middle-aged and elderly women.

Mrs. Xu is a good person, and she has a little cleanliness fetish, she occasionally invites Fang Bai and them to her house to eat some home-cooked food. Fang Bai and they often help the elderly do some things that young people are good at, setting up QQ videos, applying for WeChat, moving heavy objects, and so on.

Every time she chats, Mrs. Xu will intentionally or unintentionally turn the topic to a pair of children, and finally always say, you young people must study more and work hard in order to work abroad and live a good life like her children.

It was a hot summer day, even with the air conditioner on, the blazing sun still made people feel inexplicably hot, and the inexplicable smell in the air made people lose their appetite.

In the evening, taking advantage of the drop in temperature, Fang Bai went out to forage for food, and as soon as he went out, he was attracted by the noisy sound downstairs, and in the spirit of the enthusiasm of the Chinese people or the spirit of gossip, Fang Bai naturally chose to go to watch.

There are a lot of people standing in the eighteen-story corridor, the community property, the surrounding neighbors, and a few, the police.

From everyone's whispered discussions, Fang Bai vaguely heard words such as "no appearance", "smell", "dog barking", "alarm" and so on

What's wrong?

Fang Bai, who didn't know why, walked inside, the stench in the air became stronger and stronger, and when he reached the door of room 1804, the stench couldn't stop drilling into his nostrils even if he held his breath.

Fang Bai stretched out his head and glanced at it.

This glance became Fang Bai's never-ending nightmare......

Mrs. Xu's body lay on its side in the living room, maintaining a crawling posture, her outstretched right hand as if to grasp something.

Because of the high temperature, the corpse had been moderately decomposed and swollen, the corpse spots were densely packed, the corpse water was soaking through the clothes, and countless green-headed flies were scattered in the meantime.

The lenses of both eyes were the first to turn into putrid water, which became the nutrition of the first generation of maggots, and countless obese maggots squeezed and tumbled, slid and climbed in the eye sockets that were already two deep holes overflowing with pus.

There is no clothing to cover the exposed parts are full of traces of being bitten, especially on the cheeks, lips, calves and other fleshy places, there are many pieces of meat missing, and the white bones, residual teeth and rotten tongues are clearly visible under the maggots that have been squeezed and squeezed.

Chunchun, Chunchun who squatted next to Mrs. Xu, Chunchun who was covered in blood and corpse, Chunchun who screamed at everyone.

Fang Bai finally knew where the missing piece of meat had gone.

Hmm! He covered his mouth with his hands, but he underestimated the impact of the vomit, and sour food debris poured out of his fingers onto his pants and the floor.

On this day, he understood two truths, it turned out that the explosive power of the stomach was terrifying, and it turned out that the contents of the stomach could leave the body in the form of a squirt.

The old man died about five days ago, when she was cooking in the kitchen, suddenly fell ill and fell to the ground, she wanted to ask for help, but the mobile phone was on the table of the eight immortals in the living room, so she crawled from the kitchen to the living room with all her might......

"It's a pity that her self-help ended in failure." A middle-aged forensic doctor made a preliminary judgment at the scene, which is likely to be the final conclusion.

……

"To ...... ......" A hoarse and sobbing voice came out of Ji Yingning's mouth, and her right hand stretched out towards Fang Bai at a slow to weird speed.

Fang Bai was hesitating how to respond, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure slowly crawling from the kitchen to the living room.

A plain long dress, a scarf that is neither long nor short, and long hair that is slightly curly...... This is clearly Ji Yingning!

There were blood stains on the corners of Ji Yingning's mouth, her mouth opened and closed, and she was anxiously shouting something over and over again, but Fang Bai couldn't hear a word, so she could only carefully distinguish her mouth shape:

Fast......

Run......

Fast! Run!

Fang Bai's heart sank suddenly, and his gaze turned sharply—just opposite a pair of maggots, bottomless eye sockets, the fragmented, bony and rotting faces, the floral coat soaked in red and green corpse liquid......

Before Fang Bai could react, a corpse-stained, flesh-and-skin hand had already touched his neck, and the peculiar stench of rotting corpses rushed straight to his brain, almost destroying Fang Bai's ability to think.

Dead!

At the moment when the nails of the carrion pierced Fang Bai's skin-

"Hey!" The chef suddenly appeared, Fang Bai suddenly felt light, and he actually regained control of his body, and when he looked at Ji Yingning again, she was also standing in front of her.

"I'm sorry." Ji Yingning looked back at Fang Bai, "When the illusion struck just now, the old man didn't let me help you, saying that he would let you fully experience the power of the illusion." ”

"How does the hallucinatory attack of the 'beast' level spirit feel?" The chef gloated, "Did you pee your pants in fear?" ”

Fang Bai shook his head vigorously, as if he wanted to throw something out, and said with palpitations: "It's very powerful, not only are there hallucinations, but even the body seems to be affected and can't be controlled normally." By the way, why do I feel so familiar with this place, it feels like I have lived here! ”

"This hallucination attack is not as simple as hallucination, but also comes with 'thought acceleration' and 'memory injection'." The chef explains: "When the mind is accelerated, you feel that time flows slowly, so that the illusion has more time to perform in the limited time.

Moreover, after the thinking is accelerated, your control over your body will decrease significantly, and many normal things will become weird under the acceleration of thinking, so you will feel that your body is not controlled.

As for the familiarity of this place to you, it is because the spirit has 'instilled memory' into you, which belongs to the memory branch of illusion.

Some spirits can extract a person's memories and inject them into another person's brain, making the hallucinations more realistic and triggering specific emotions in the person being injected. If I'm not mistaken, this memory is probably the most horrific experience of the life of the person who was eaten by the spirit and impersonated. ”

Fang Bai was puzzled: "Why do you want to stimulate specific emotions?" ”

Chef: "Because human emotions are the taste of the soul, and different spirits will taste differently. Judging by the illusions and memories infused by this spirit, 'fear' should be its favorite taste, and it will eat you in one bite the moment your fear reaches its peak. ”

Fang Bai: "This 'memory injection' won't have any sequelae......

Chef: "Don't worry, these foreign memories have been marked and isolated by me, and this memory is just a movie for you." ”

Fang Bai breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good......"

"That ......" Ji Yingning whispered, "It seems like I won......"

"I know, I know!" The chef replied, "That's going to delete the archive." ”

"What's the situation, can you explain it?" Fang Bai was confused.

Ji Yingning's face was slightly red, and he bit his lip and explained, "Just now the chef bet with me that you would not be scared to pee, if I lose, let him take a few more photos, and if he wins, delete the previous photo archive......"

Fang Bai, "......"