My heart was cold, and I was about to retract my hand when the fluffy and wet thing slipped out of my hand. My first instinct was that I had touched a cat, but when I thought about it, I knew that it was impossible. I stood in the dark, my outstretched arms parallel to my shoulders, and even if it was a tiger, my hand should not touch it, unless it was a cat the size of a man, of course, the possibility was slim to none.

I jumped back almost reflexively, and unconsciously "ahh

When have I ever encountered this kind of scene since I was a child? Deng Shi's legs were so frightened that I almost fell to my knees, so I hurried to the wall next to me to stabilize myself.

However, it didn't matter if I touched it, and a slippery sensation suddenly spread from my fingertips to my spine. I hurriedly withdrew my arm, looked down and smelled it, it was a strong fishy smell, and then rubbed it with my fingers, judging from the feel, it should be blood.

I couldn't stand the darkness around me anymore, so I quickly took out my mobile phone in my trouser pocket and illuminated it with the flashlight software on my phone.

In that thick darkness, the cold white light of the phone was like a sharp sword, piercing through the darkness of the dense fog and shining on the wall around me. As my eyes adjusted to the sudden light, I began to eagerly examine the things around me.

The white light shone on the walls, and the walls were pitch black, and some of the wall ash had fallen off, giving people a very dirty feeling, but there was no blood on the walls as I imagined, and there was not even a trace of liquid on the walls. I looked at my hands again and they were clean and there was no liquid except for some cold sweat.

I secretly wondered, could it be that I was too nervous just now and scared myself and had a delusion? To test my point, I reached out and touched the wall again, this time, to the rough and dry touch.

I also took a long breath because of this, and secretly comforted myself in my heart: "Fan Peixi, Fan Peixi, you are dumbfounded all day long, and your brain is blank for half of your life, how can you use your imagination in such a broken place?" ”

I stabilized my emotions and took a picture with my mobile phone, but the light of my mobile phone was limited after all, and it could only shine two or three meters in front of me at most, and further on, it was even darker due to the contrast of light. However, no matter how hard I try to control my emotions now, it is in vain, because under the light of white cold light, the dark corridor looks even more ghostly, which is also the biggest difference between cold light and warm light in the dark.

But anyway, having light in my hand is better than walking in the dark, originally I wanted to look for Liu Zhen again, but I thought about it, this old apartment is really weird, let's go out of the road first. So, with my phone in one hand, I walked vigilantly towards the other side of the stairs.

This time, I didn't have the weird phenomenon of not being able to walk to the end, but when I got to the end, I realized that I was going in the wrong direction, this is the end of the corridor, but not the direction of the stairs. I thought to myself, could it be that I just turned around and got confused?

However, since you are here, you will knock on the door by the way to see if the long-faced young man or Duan Yuwen is in the house. I knocked for a long time, but no one came out to answer the door. I had to turn around and go up the stairs.

Something strange happened, when the light on my phone found the end of the corridor on the other side, there were still no stairs, and the two seemingly inhabited houses were still there.

My heart suddenly cooled half, and the emotions that had finally eased gradually became very nervous again.

What the fuck is going on? What about stairs? I cursed to myself. I couldn't believe it, and I walked back and forth several times, but I couldn't see the stairs. At this time, I have gradually had a sense of foreboding, could it be that this is - the ghost hit the wall?

As the old saying goes, people write, ghosts draw symbols, people walk, ghosts hit the wall. When I was a child, I often heard the old man say that there is a kind of unjust ghost who can't repay his grievances, but because the grievances are too heavy to be reincarnated, over time, they take pleasure in living people, and try their best to trap people in a certain place. It sounds like a child's prank, but whoever really does such a thing will probably not be happy no matter how bold they are.

I thought of the woman who hanged herself about the proprietress in the restaurant, and I couldn't care about theism and atheism at the moment, so I hurriedly muttered in my mouth: "Sister Ghost, I don't know what your name is, but I'm just a passerby, I'm just here to find someone, don't joke with me, open the big favor, and let me go as a fart." ”

I think about it now, I thought it was funny that I could say such a thing at the time, but I didn't feel that way at the time, I was almost begging sincerely.

What really surprised me was that just as I finished speaking, suddenly there was a very strange laugh in the hallway, which sounded very strange, like a young girl very proud, but on closer inspection, it seemed that it was not human laughter, but a "clucking" sound like a toad.

I didn't dare to speak anymore, and I held my breath, trying with all my might to hear where the voice was coming from. I took a few steps forward, and the sound seemed to be coming from a room, and I glanced at the house number, 302, and I was relieved that it was not the crazy woman's room.

But, having said that, since I entered this old apartment, I thought that all these strange things were the work of the crazy woman, and now that the sound was not coming from the crazy woman's room, I suddenly became much bolder, and walked to the door.

The door is hidden, I first quietly pushed open a palm-wide slit, suddenly remembered a cat meow under my feet, the furry feeling slid over my calves, I used my mobile phone to take a photo, it was a fat and old big black cat, eyes glowing faint green light, I can't help but feel cold, the heart is a black cat.

But the appearance of this black cat did not frighten me, but made me feel a little lighter, because there were already a lot of stray cats in this old apartment, and in the middle of the night, these stray cats suddenly disappeared and it was strange and abnormal, and now there was a cat, and I mistakenly felt that everything seemed to be going back to normal.

The "clucking" sound had stopped, and I waited for the black cat to walk past my feet, and then continued to push open the door, and said to myself, as long as it wasn't the crazy woman, I wouldn't be afraid.

As soon as I pushed the door open, I entered, but as soon as my head poked into the room, the familiar wet and furry thing was pressed against my face. I was startled and hurriedly took a step back, but the thing wrapped itself around my neck and kept me from moving.

I immediately used my phone to shine a picture of the thing, and I gasped in the white light, and I was surprised to find that the thing wrapped around my neck was actually a pile of long hair. I took my phone and took a picture of the door frame, and I noticed that the hair was hanging down from the roof of the house.

Although I couldn't see my face at the time, I was sure that my face must not be good-looking, not to mention pale and bloodless, and I hurriedly reached out and pulled at those hairs, trying to break free from them. However, those hairs were like a spiritual one, like a python, and the more I tried to break free, the tighter the hair became, and the hair was wet, slippery, and greasy, and it was difficult to grasp at all.

Soon, I was dragged back to the door. Then, looking at the lintel, an iron blue forehead slowly appeared upside down. I cursed in my heart, I was really curious to kill the cat, if I didn't push this door, I wouldn't have fallen into the way I am now.

I was so anxious that I even had the strength to feed, but the strength of the hair did not seem to be affected at all, and the iron-blue forehead on the lintel sank slowly and unhurriedly. I was tempted to close my eyes and not look at that face, but my intense curiosity led me to see that terrible face anyway. My heart was horizontal, and I said secretly, I still want to see how stumbling you can be, even if you die with Grandpa Fan, I have to die to understand!

What sank down was a woman's face, her face was pale, as if she had been strangled by something, her eyes were hollow, and the most strange thing was that it had no whites of her eyes, and her entire eye socket was filled with a pool of black pupils. No, it wasn't so much Hitomi as the woman didn't have eyes at all, but I could really feel that it was staring at me. It probably was the hanged woman, but for now I can only call it "it".

I knew that my death was not far away, and I didn't know where I got the courage, so I said casually: "Damn, you look so stumbling, no wonder your husband doesn't want you anymore." ”

Apparently, it understood me, for I distinctly felt the hair around my neck tighten a little more, causing my mouth to grow unconsciously, and strands of sticky hair actually ran down my mouth. I suddenly felt like I wanted to vomit, as if I had been gastric lavage, and I almost burst into tears.

And at this time, the woman's face finally appeared in front of me in its entirety (albeit upside down).

To my surprise, the woman was stunned for a moment, and then in the blink of an eye, she retracted her head, the hair that was stuffed into my mouth and wrapped around my neck, and the series of movements was accompanied by a sharp wail from the woman.

I don't know why this happens, but I know that it's better to leave quickly. I didn't run a few steps before I heard the phone "ding", and when I looked down, the phone was almost out of battery.

I secretly cursed in my heart, at the critical moment, I can't rely on anything, I can only rely on myself. It didn't take long for me to come to the end of the hallway again, and I turned off my phone.

Human beings, after all, are still an animal, and when animals encounter danger, they will have two basic reactions, one is to run away, and the other is to hide themselves. In this dark corridor, with the mobile phone light on, you are undoubtedly revealing your position. So, I held my breath, trying not to make any more noise, and huddled in the corner, not knowing if it would work.

After a moment of silence, I heard a door in the middle of the corridor being pushed open, a sharp creak from the shaft, and a little candlelight coming from the room.

I was overjoyed that someone had finally arrived, so I stood up and took a few steps forward.

But my joy soon turned to horror, and from the open door came an old and familiar voice, and I remembered faintly in the corridor, "Those who should not come, those who should go do not go." ”

When I looked at the candlelit shadow on the ground, the slumped figure, it must be that the madwoman was not wrong.

I was stunned when a door opened unexpectedly, and a strong hand dragged me into the room at once, covering my mouth with his hand, and I squinted to see that it was the long-faced young man. I heard him whisper in my ear: "Don't move, I can help you find Duan Yuwen." ”