"Suzu~~"

At the same time, Wu Xiaoyao and Qian Rou in the presidential suite picked up their down jackets and put them directly on the outside of their pajamas, and when they lifted their backpacks and wanted to catch up, the mobile phones in Qian Rou's bags began to ring.

"Why do you always call at this time?" Because she was in a hurry, Qian Rou took out her mobile phone from her bag in a hurry, and without even looking at the caller ID, she habitually pressed the answer button.

"Isn't this hallway a little too dark? Could this hallway be a little too dark? ......" On the other end of the phone, a girl's voice came out, and she kept repeating a sentence.

"Sick, right? Practical joke? Or is the phone poisoned? Qian Rou looked at the mobile phone number displayed on the phone, was a little puzzled, and muttered in a low voice.

The caller ID on her phone she recognized, it was her own mobile phone number.

"What's the matter?" Wu Xiaoyao didn't hear the muttering in Qian Rou's mouth clearly, turned his head, and asked a little upset.

"No, it's fine." Qian Rou hurriedly waved her hand and replied in a loud voice. She has already offended Guan Tianren to death, and now Wu Xiaoyao is her reliance, and she must not be offended.

But looking at Wu Xiaoyao's impatient face, Qian Rou regretted it to the end, she didn't know if she was fascinated by ghosts, she would actually believe Wu Xiaoyao's nonsense, thinking that this trial would definitely be able to eat Guan Tianren, and Guan Tianren would be offended to death, and she would not leave any room for maneuver to herself.

This little episode did not attract the attention of Wu Xiaoyao and Qian Rou, the two left the room quickly, and when they came to the elevator, the two of them were also slightly relieved.

Although the presidential suite of the Black Rice Hotel is located on the top floor of the building, it has its own exclusive elevator, Guan Tianren has recently done experiments when going upstairs, from the first floor to the top floor and then from the top floor to the first floor, the time required is only one minute and fifty-three seconds, that is to say, as long as it takes two more minutes, they can also reach the ground floor.

So Wu Xiaoyao pressed the button of the elevator, but the elevator did not run, and the LCD panel of the elevator still showed that the elevator stopped on the first floor.

"Why is this damn elevator broken at this time?" Wu Xiaoyao didn't believe in evil, and hurriedly pressed the switch button of the elevator with his index finger, but the elevator didn't react at all.

"So what now?" Qian Rou was completely disassertive at this moment, and looked at Wu Xiaoyao anxiously.

"What else can I do? Take the stairs and take out your talisman. Wu Xiaoyao was also a little panicked, but he also knew that the trial should begin, and if the elevator was broken, it might be the ghost of the trial, but now they have no choice.

The trial didn't know when it would end, and her magic weapon could only be used four or five times, even with Qian Rou's talisman, it was a little insufficient, so she could only choose to go downstairs.

"Open the door." Coming to the entrance of the fire stairs on both sides of the floor, Wu Xiaoyao did not recklessly choose to push the door to enter, but carefully held the magic weapon and gave an order directly to Qian Rou.

Qian Rou was a little reluctant, but under the pressure of Wu Xiaoyao's eyes, she could only push open the fire door of the stairs.

The two entered the staircase passage and looked down along the handrail of the staircase, the stairs one by one, as if there was no end in sight, which made people feel a burst of fear unconsciously, and their whole body couldn't help but feel numb.

The street lamp of the staircase, perhaps because no one is moving, has caused the electric light to fall into disrepair, and the light on the staircase seems to be blocked by something, although you can still see the dim yellow light when you look up, but when you reach the staircase floor, it is almost pitch black and you can't see anything, you can only see the outline of the staircase section by section.

In addition, on the corridor wall, the blood-red number marking the number of floors seems to have an indescribable weirdness.

"Isn't this hallway a little too dark?" Qian Rou was a little scared in her heart, muttered in a low voice, and held the staircase handrail with her left hand, the metallic slippery feeling and coldness made her shiver

"Turn on the lights." Looking at the dark staircase passage, Wu Xiaoyao was also a little scared, and she was highly nervous and did not hear Qian Rou's muttering.

Qian Rou glanced at Wu Xiaoyao with some complaint, stuffed the talisman in her hand into her trouser belt, took out her mobile phone, and lit up the flashlight function.

But the light off on the mobile phone didn't emit all the light as usual, and the slightly white light off seemed to only see the light source, only illuminating a small area under the feet of the two people.

Step by step, the two began to walk down the stairs, their eyes highly focused on the small area illuminated by the mobile phone, as if the next moment, a pair of hands or a female ghost would suddenly appear in that small area.

So the two of them were nervous at this height, and walked down the stairs on the first floor, except for some darkness, nothing happened, and this situation couldn't help but make Qian Rou start to relax slightly.

But at this moment, a drop of cold, viscous liquid dripped down the stairs onto the back of Qian Rou's left hand, making Qian Rou's heart twitch violently, and her heart was cold, thinking about what the viscous liquid might be, Qian Rou's hand holding the phone began to tremble.

Qian Rou slowly moved her mobile phone, turned off the light to her left hand, and slowly looked over her eyes, but the result made Qian Rou stunned, no, nothing.

Not to mention the sticky blood, not even the traces of water, as if the cold touch just now was an illusion.

"What's wrong?" Watching Qian Rou turn off the light and move it away from her feet, Wu Xiaoyao thought that Qian Rou had discovered something, and her voice trembled a little.

"I didn't ...... It's okay. Although Qian Rou was a little scared, she didn't know if it was because she was highly nervous and caused her delusion, and she didn't dare to say it to Wu Xiaoyao, for fear that she would tell her delusions like a wolf child, and no one would believe it when she really came.

"Don't scare yourself." Hearing Qian Rou say that it was okay, Wu Xiaoyao also breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly scolded Qian Rou in her heart for being sick and having nothing to do with such a nervous situation.

At this time, Qian Rou also felt that she might be too nervous, although she was still a little frightened, but the phone still shone back to the ground.

But at this moment, a cold, viscous liquid flowed down the handrail of the stairs and onto Qian Rou's left hand.

Feeling this cold liquid, Qian Rou suddenly shone the phone to her left hand, only to see that the bright red blood was along the armrest, staining her entire palm blood-red.

"Tick~Tick~" Before Qian Rou could scream, drops of blood fell from upstairs, Qian Rou's whole body was numb, and she looked up tremblingly.

I saw a woman with long hair hanging on her head looking at Qian Rou, and laughed weirdly, and the blood on her neck dripped on Qian Rou's hand drop by drop.

"Ah~~" Qian Rou screamed heartbreakingly, threw away the phone directly, and her first reaction was to run downstairs.

But at this moment, the woman's head fell off suddenly, fell into Qian Rou's arms, and was about to bite Qian Rou's neck.

"Ahh Help, Xiao Yao, help. The panicked Qian Rou pressed her hands against the head and asked Wu Xiaoyao for help, because she was holding the mobile phone to turn on the light before, her talisman was not in her hand at all.

"Don't ...... No...... Don't! Looking at the terrifying head, Wu Xiaoyao thought that her magic weapon could only be used four or five times, if it was used up, then her result would be the same as Qian Rou, thinking of the fear she might suffer next, Wu Xiaoyao, who was sitting on the ground, screamed frantically, picked up the backpack directly, ignored Qian Rou and ran directly to the bottom of the stairs.

Wu Xiaoyao ...... You ...... Slut ......" The moment the neck was bitten by the head, Qian Rou's hands fell to the ground weakly, and her eyes in her pale face stared resentfully in the direction Wu Xiaoyao left.

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It's the first time I've tried to write Japanese-style fear, but I don't know how effective it is, so if you have an opinion, please let us know. (To be continued.) )