Click.

The crisp sound of the hanging bell echoed through the dark corridors.

Zhang Luo and Lin Miao cautiously walked towards the closed wooden door in front. At the same time, he is also looking left and right, watching out for ghosts that may appear at any time.

After the incident of his body being controlled just now, Zhang Luo could already determine that the ability of the Lord of Paradise was much stronger than he imagined - after all, the monsters that could absorb the power of the "Nameless Mist" and turn it into their own use were at least evil god-level existences.

And he knew very well that he was now in the realm created by the other party, and in this space, he couldn't use exceptional abilities such as "domain control", and he couldn't use the storage space and the Executioner's Eye.

The only thing that can be relied on is your body and mind. But......

"That's what makes it more emotional." Zhang Luo raised the corners of his mouth.

Hearing his elated voice, Lin Miao, who had been trapped here for a long time, asked in a low voice, "What kind of place is this?" ”

"It's supposed to be some kind of infinite loop of 'circular space', we only have one way to go, but no matter how we go, we will return to this corridor, the difference is only in the situation in each corridor." Zhang Luo, who was standing in the middle of the corridor, listened to the squeak above his head, and pointed his flashlight upward.

A refrigerator tied with ropes and hanging from the ceiling swaying, the white shell covered with dark red blood stains, and blood droplets slowly dripping from the refrigerator door, making people wonder what was inside.

“……”

Raising his head to stare at the refrigerator that was still dangling, Lin Miao took a step back and stared at the thing with wide eyes, the expression on his face revealing irrepressible fear.

Seeing her appearance, Zhang Luo asked, "Have you ever seen this thing?" ”

"I've seen it, it still makes a man's voice......" Lin Miao lowered his head and said a line that made people think about it.

"Oh?" Zhang Luo looked at the refrigerator that was still shaking, turned around and came to the corner of the corridor, picked up the semi-automatic rifle that he had thrown away before, picked up the gun steadily, and aimed at the rope above the suspended refrigerator.

He usually uses weapons such as Pandora that can be "self-aiming", and rarely uses such firearms. But despite this, Zhang Luo had also been trained in the use of firearms in the underground base of the Strange Tales Research Society. What's more, his arm strength is far from comparable to that of an extraordinary person. So now, his arms holding the rifle don't tremble at all, and the standard gun holding position is like a plastic soldier model in a children's toy.

"How many shots do you think I'll need to take this thing down?"

was ridiculing, Zhang Luo had already pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The semi-automatic rifle made a deafening loud noise, the pungent smell of gunpowder once again enveloped the two of them, the seemingly solid rope above the refrigerator broke in response, and the white cabinet dripping with blood fell downwards and slammed into the floor, shaking the floor of the corridor trembling slightly.

Staring at the refrigerator that fell to the ground, Lin Miao was stunned for a moment before he said slowly: "Okay...... It's amazing......"

"Wrong point, right?" Zhang Luo touched the hair of the woman next to him, stood in front of the refrigerator, and looked down at the crack in the door of the box that was still oozing blood.

Although he hadn't opened the door of the refrigerator that had been deformed, Zhang Luo had a good idea of what was stored inside. Thinking of this, he turned back to Lin Miao and said, "Close your eyes, don't look at the refrigerator." ”

"Why?" Lin Miao tilted her head and asked in confusion.

"Are you a natural stayer or do you really not understand the situation?" Zhang Luo sighed. It wasn't until Lin Miao, who was beside him, obediently closed his eyes, that he finally opened the refrigerator door.

"Whoa!"

With the sound of flesh tearing, a large piece of blood-drenched "human displacement" fell out of the abdominal cavity of the corpse. Looking at the indescribable cruel scene in the refrigerator, Zhang Luo didn't say anything, just bent down, broke the cold right fist of the male corpse that was clenched tightly, took out a blood-stained note from it, and read the only sentence on it with the help of the light of the flashlight:

You've found me.

"Is that the bastard who called me?"

Looking down at the telephone receiver held in the left hand of the mutilated male corpse in the refrigerator, Zhang Luo laughed, suddenly raised the semi-automatic rifle, and aimed at the other party's miserable white face with closed eyes.

Perhaps it was because it had been frozen for so long, the bridge of the corpse's towering nose was frozen, and the thin lips were frozen into a deep purple, which looked like lipstick.

Although it was not quite the same as the one in the photo, Zhang Luo could still recognize that the body in the refrigerator was the man in the photo on the cabinet in the corner of the corridor, just a little older than the one in the photo.

"Goodbye."

Zhang Luo whispered, and then pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Under the near-zero distance of the shot, the frozen face of the corpse turned into a large blood hole, several yellow teeth flew across Zhang Luo's cheeks, and the eyeballs and flesh also collapsed and splashed on the wall of the corridor directly opposite the refrigerator.

shot off the dead man's head, Zhang Luo was about to lead Lin Miao away, but when he saw the blood spurting from the corpse's face, he actually wrote a line of scribbled blood on the wall of the corridor:

"Just kidding, I'm not dead yet."

"I think it's more comfortable for you to be dead." Zhang Luo sneered.

Pulling Lin Miao out of the bloody corridor and standing in front of the only exit door at the end, Zhang Luo stretched out his hand to open the wooden door, and after a few steps down, he opened another door below.

And then...... The two of them returned to the L-shaped corridor of infinite loop.

"What should I do?" Lin Miao's voice carried irrepressible fear, but Zhang Luo didn't mean to blame her at all, he knew that it was not easy for this woman to persist in this ghost place for so long without going crazy.

"Well, there should be a flaw in this space, right......" Looking at the dark corridor in front of him, Zhang Luo muttered to himself.

――Even if it is an infinite loop of circular space, this ghost place should not be completely closed, otherwise he and Lin Miao would not have entered this place.

As long as you can find that hidden "gap", you may be able to leave this hellish place!

Zhang Luo carefully recalled the process of entering this space, and only remembered that he was in the butcher's bedroom, and suddenly lost consciousness when he peeked into the next room through the small hole in the wall, and then appeared in the toilet in the corridor.

Thinking of this, he asked Lin Miao, "Can you still remember how you got in?" ”

"I forgot ......," Lin Miao whispered.

"Okay." Zhang Luo shook his head helplessly.

Just when he was about to give up Lin Miao's clue and find a way out on his own, the panicked woman spoke again:

"When I came in, it looked like I was lying on the floor of a small dark room with a lot of cockroaches and a paper bag...... Then I pushed the door open and was in this hallway. ”

"Oh?" Hearing this, Zhang Luo suddenly became interested again: "Didn't you go back to that little black room later?" ”

"Well, it was in this corridor that I cycled later......" Lin Miao lowered her head in frustration.

"In this way, what we have to do now is to find that 'little black house'." Zhang Luo smiled. (To be continued.) )