As soon as he walked down the stairs to the basement floor, Zhang Luo immediately found that the air around him was much thicker than above, and there were slimy blood stains on the steps under his feet.

"Hmmm......"

Looking at the deep corridor on the basement floor, Zhang Luo did not continue to walk down, but planned to explore this floor first, and then proceed to the next step:

In the real world, this old-fashioned residential building has no basement, but in the inner world, there are inexplicably eight more underground floors. Those who will live in these non-existent levels in the real world obviously can't be human, that is......

While thinking about it, Zhang Luo had already walked into the same slimy bloody passage, stood in front of the first gray iron door on the right-hand side, raised his hand and knocked on the door hard, shouting, "Is there anyone?" ”

No one answered, only the knock on the door, which still echoed in the hallway.

knocked on the door twice more, Zhang Luo reached out and held the round doorknob and turned around, the door lock did not react, it seemed that it should be broken, and there was no way to open it.

"Okay......"

He shook his head and walked to the second door at the front of the hallway, updating the "hand-drawn map" in his head and punching a cross on the door that couldn't be opened.

-- Years of adventure experience have already given Zhang Luo the ability to "forcibly memorize the road", as long as he has been to a place once, he will automatically make up a map in his brain, and he will not go wrong again.

The second and third doors were in the same state as the first, the locks were broken and could not be opened, and there was no response to knocks. However, if you listen closely, you can hear a low grunt coming from the room, as if someone was talking about something.

“……”

Walking quickly through the bloody corridor, Zhang Luo quickly tried the doors of most of the "apartments" in the corridor, but they couldn't be opened, and the only door that could be opened was the toilet at the end of the corridor......

"It's a bad taste......"

Easily opening the door of the toilet, Zhang Luo sighed helplessly, stood at the end of the dimly lit corridor, squinted his eyes and looked at the situation inside the toilet.

This toilet has no windows inside, white tiles on the walls and floor, and a washbasin and large mirror, as well as several separate cubicles.

Since there were no markings on or next to the door, Zhang Luo couldn't tell whether this was a men's or a women's toilet. But in the current situation, only this one door can be opened, whether it is a men's or women's toilet, it doesn't seem to matter......

With the lesson in the bedroom before, he was also much more cautious this time, and carefully walked into the toilet, and after making sure that the floor was fine, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Like the morgue just now, the toilet was also filled with a pungent smell of disinfectant water, Zhang Luo first checked the three compartments facing the mirror, and found that except for the innermost compartment, the other two could be opened, and there was only a dirty toilet inside.

Then, he turned his head to look at the sink, and the large mirror above the sink, looked at his own face in the mirror, and stretched out his right hand to make a scissor hand.

The self in the mirror looks no different from the real person, and the scene behind him is three cubicle doors with a gloomy tone, two of which have been opened, only the innermost one is still closed, I don't know what is inside.

It was determined that there were no useful props and information in the toilet, and just when Zhang Luo was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly saw the innermost compartment door in the mirror, and shook violently, and then, there was a squeak in the upper left corner of the mirror, as if someone was writing on it with his fingers dipped in water:

Under Zhang Luo's gaze, a line of small characters written in blood appeared in the upper left corner of the mirror:

"Leave, don't look back."

The smell of disinfectant in the toilet became more and more disgusting.

"Leave, don't look back."

The white tiles on the walls reflect the light in the hallway, as if glowing slightly.

"Leave ......"

The chamber door continued to tremble, and moving shadows could be seen in the gap below.

"Don't look back."

"Okay, okay, I know, don't write it......"

Looking at the still bleeding words on the mirror, Zhang Luo pretended to nod his head, and then suddenly turned around with lightning speed, grabbed the handle of the innermost compartment door, and slammed the door open!

"Whoa!"

The unbelievably strong smell of disinfectant water hit his face, causing Zhang Luo to cough, and there was no one in that compartment. But on top of the toilet tank, there is a rusty key.

picked up the key and put it in his pocket, and when Zhang Luo turned around again, he found that the bloody words on the mirror urging him to leave quickly had long since disappeared, as if someone had erased it, leaving no trace.

"Ha, if you want to fool me, let's find another way." Zhang Luo raised his middle finger in the mirror, then turned to leave the toilet.

As soon as I walked out of the toilet door, I heard "Knock! There was a loud bang, like someone slamming the door of the cubicle.

However, at this time, Zhang Luo was in no mood to continue wandering in the toilet, so he just walked down the sticky stairs with the key and came to the second basement floor.

-- There are no keyholes on the gray metal doors on either side of the corridor on the basement floor, and the key is obviously not used there. Since there were no hints, all I could do now was to continue exploring the unknown level and try slowly.

The second basement floor looks similar to the basement one, and there is also a long corridor leading to the inside, with several gray doors scattered on both sides, and a muffled sound coming from inside the door.

But this time, before Zhang Luo entered the corridor, he noticed that in the stairwell on his right, there was an inconspicuous white paper pasted on it, with a line of small black characters written on it:

"Go and call the butcher upstairs and help us dispose of the corpse-203."

After reading the content of this note, Zhang Luo stared at the scarlet walls inside the corridor that seemed to be constantly shaking, raised his head thoughtfully, and stared at the place above the stairwell that was shrouded in darkness:

"Butcher...... Who is it? ”

Since he doesn't live here, he doesn't know which family lives with people who work in the slaughterhouse. But judging from the content of the note, the "person" who lives in room 203 on the second basement floor seems to want to ask himself to find the butcher who lives on it.

If Lin Miao was here, he might know where the so-called "butcher" lived, but now......

Zhang Luo thought about it, and did not go upstairs to find the "butcher" who was unknown, but walked into the corridor on the second basement floor, stood still in front of the third gray iron door, knocked on the door hard, and shouted in a rough voice:

"I'm going to dispose of the corpse, open the door!" (To be continued.) )