Open your eyes, five o'clock in the afternoon!

The sun sets, the autumn evening has a hint of coolness.

Looking out of the window, Phoenix Mountain is already yellow, and the leaves are yellow, fluttering in the wind!

It's been autumn for a long time!

Wang Zun always sleeps at night and has forgotten the change of seasons.

The sun goes down, he gets up!

The sun rises and he sleeps!

If you go on like this, if you don't give the fierce ghost thing to death, sooner or later you will die suddenly!

Wang Zun got up to brush his teeth and wash his face, and found that the big head crawled out from under the bed, whistling, his face was not red, and his heart was not beating and he staggered and pushed the door out.

It's completely ignoring Wang Zun.

The corners of Wang Zun's mouth twitched, it seems that he doesn't wet the bed once, and he is unwilling to lose his head!

Of course, Wang Zun doesn't care if you are willing or not, and you want him to wet the bed?

Next life, right?

If it weren't for the loyalty of the big head, Wang Zun would have blown his head off a long time ago.

Greeted Mo Yu in the corner of the room, Wang Zun pushed the door out, Xiao Ling, big head, black crockpot, watching TV with relish on the sofa.

Zhu Jin is sharpening his pig-killing knife in the kitchen!

Wang Zun took care of himself and made some things to eat, went down to the first floor, made a pot of tea, and watched the moon slowly rise and the sky full of stars.

Until ten o'clock in the evening, Wang Zun returned to the bedroom on the second floor, he did not pay attention to the things of [Thriller Game World], but watched the news, Fengcheng City or something to learn about.

At two o'clock in the morning, Wang Zun came to the basement, stood in front of the door map, and watched the door map become real little by little, and finally became the real blood door.

"Boss, why don't you forget it?"

The big head swayed, very unwilling, Wang Zun came here, he knew what to do.

"Why?" Wang Zun glanced at him.

"Don't die, okay?"

"What if I really can't get out?"

The big head touched his big head, and he knew very well that his big head had to become a barrier again.

"That's why I called you!"

"Whether I can come out or not depends on whether your head is hard or not!"

"The boss's life is in your hands, you have to come on!"

Wang Zun patted his big head and smiled.

"Boss, why don't you go live for a few days first, and we'll find someone to save you in a few days!"

Big head hunched neck!

Wang Zun:(; ´Д｀)

In a few days?

He won't even be able to find his bones in a few days, right?

"The Boss believes in you!" Wang Zun was still smiling.

"Or, let Lord Xiao Hei block the door, it must be harder!"

The big head had no righteous anger and directly handed out the black clay pot.

Black crockpot: ⁄(⁄⁄ ⁄ω⁄⁄ ⁄)⁄

The lid of the jar jumped for a moment, venting his unhappiness, Wang Zun couldn't understand the meaning, but judging from the expression of the big head, he should have scolded his ancestors for eighteen generations.

Wang Zun's eyes lit up, this is a good note, the black clay pot must be harder than the head of the big head!

Seeing Wang Zun put the black crockpot on the crack of the door, the big head was relieved, and the black crockpot strongly protested, but it had no effect at all.

The big head smiled: "Come on, boss, I will wait for you here, even if you die inside, I will go in and fish you out!" ”

Wang Zun: (᷄ὢ・᷅)

Tie Mo Yu's ribbon, Xiao Ling, Zhu Jin wants to follow in.

Wang Zun stopped them, he went in to investigate the situation, he escaped a little faster by himself, and if there was a slight mistake, he would escape immediately.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Zun stepped in!

Bloodlight, endless!

After the blood light disappeared, Wang Zun felt as if he had crawled out of the pool of blood.

The gray room did not change in any way, the door was closed tightly, and there was no sound.

Wang Zun came to the broken window, and outside was a ghostly and misty world, and all kinds of strange sounds were endless.

It's definitely not a one-man world.

Gently twist the door lock.

Three bedrooms and one living room!

On the opposite door, the big word "囍" is still there, and there is no change in the simple hall, sofas, TVs, coffee tables...... have accumulated a faint layer of dust.

"Why did the door open?"

Wang Zun remembered very well that the last time he came in, the doors of the other two rooms were closed.

There were no other footprints on the ground, so why was the door open?

Wang Zun thought about it, but still tiptoed over.

The door was only halfway open, and it was pitch black inside, and you could vaguely see that there was no bed or wardrobe inside, only a table!

There is only one table in a huge room, which is very strange and obviously unreasonable!

Wang Zun gently pushed the door wider, stretched out his head to look in, and his face trembled involuntarily.

He saw a picture frame on the table, and inside was a black-and-white posthumous photograph of a woman.

There was also an incense burner on the table, burnt candles, scattered incense ashes, and a brazier under the table full of paper ashes.

This is a spiritual platform!

The woman in the posthumous photo is very young, that is, twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a bright smile on her face, full of love and expectation for life.

It's just that against the backdrop of black and white, it looks unusually weird!

Wang Zun did not go in, left this strange room, and went to another room.

The word "囍" on the door represents festivity, but there is no festive atmosphere in this ghost fog world.

"Is the posthumous photo on the altar the hostess of room 404?"

Wang Zun is thinking, the conflict between the Xi character and the posthumous photo is very great!

Wang Zun tried to twist open the bedroom door, but the cold doorknob couldn't be twisted, but it was as cold as an electric shock!

Without forcibly opening it, Wang Zun left the bedroom door and went to the gate.

Iron gates, wooden doors, are all closed.

Wang Zun opened the wooden door inside, and there were criss-crossing scratches on the door!

In addition to scratches, there are also knife marks that have been cut by knives!

It's the same with the iron outside!

The iron gate is rusty, the middle is an iron plate, the top and bottom are iron bars, some of the iron bars have been cut and bent by knives, and the knife edges are cut out one by one.

Wang Zun saw the scratches and knife marks on the door, he was silent, do you want to go out and have a look?

Looking at the blood-colored ribbon on his waist, Wang Zun didn't hesitate too much, and was about to open the door and go out.

It was also at this time that the voice of a big head came from the bedroom.

"Boss, are you dead, don't die squeak!"

Wang Zun: (O_O)

You're just looking forward to my death?

"Lord Xiao Hei can't stand it anymore."

"Lord Hei is about to explode!"

The voice of the big head is small, but it is urgent!

"Let it hold on a little longer, it will!"

Wang Zun replied in a low voice.

Without caring about the big head anymore, Wang Zun hesitated, but still gently opened the iron door, trying not to make any sound.

But the rusty iron door still made an inevitable "creaking" sound!

Wang Zun opened a crack in the door, let his head poke out, and looked left and right, he learned the previous lesson, for fear that there was a ghost hiding by the door.

Thankfully, there was no danger at the door this time.

Ebony and quiet!

The well-like building was eerily quiet, and the middle patio reached into the sky, and the gray and black ghost mist drifted through like clouds.

Wang Zun looked left and right, and could faintly see the stairs on all sides, and every door.

None of the rooms were lit, some had closed doors, some had no doors, and some had empty doors.

Creak!

A small sound sounded, the sound of a door opening.

The door opened very carefully, almost with a tight breathing motion, little by little, slowly!

Wang Zun looked in the direction where the voice came from, and it was the opposite side!

There is a ten-meter-wide open well area between the two, and it is dark again, but Wang Zun can still see it clearly, one of the four rooms opposite is quietly opening a crack in the door!

Behind the crack in the door, there was a blood-red light!

Blood-red, furious, ferocious!

Which is an eye!

Red-eyed!

Wang Zun took a breath, his scalp was numb, and he didn't dare to stay for a moment, and immediately retracted his head back into the door!

In the opposite room, there is a red-eyed red-clad ghost?

Wang Zun is not sure, it is also possible that he is like Yan Wei, just a red eye!

However, Wang Zun still felt that it was better to be safe and not to die, he originally wanted to go out to investigate, but now he dispelled this idea.

Those blood-red eyes were full of cruelty and madness, staring at him deadly, Wang Zun didn't dare to go out easily.

Regardless of whether the other party is a real red-eyed and red-clothed ghost, Wang Zun can't take this risk.

What if?

If you leave this door, can you come back?

At the same time, Wang Zun heard a hurried footstep on the stairs on the right.

A figure ran down from the upper floor, very quickly, very urgently, very crazy!

"People!"

"It's human!"

"It's really human, it's mine, it's mine!"

A hoarse old man's voice, crazy to the extreme!

When Wang Zun looked in that direction, he saw an old man in ragged clothes jumping down the stairs with a kitchen knife.

Accidentally, the old man fell and ate, maybe nervous, or excited and excited, he got up with a roar in his mouth and stumbled over.

Wang Zun saw his appearance clearly, his temples jumped suddenly, and the old man rushed over with a red eye, bared his teeth, and drooled wildly.

Wang Zun quickly closed the door, and the two doors were closed together, leaning back against the door, gasping for air.

Bang!

Bang!

"It's a man, it's a man, it's a man!"

Outside the door, the old man frantically smashed the iron door, and the kitchen knife kept smashing on the door, banging and banging.

"Come out, you come out, you come out quickly, come out and give me a bite, come out and give me a bite!"

The old man shouted, and as you can imagine, he must have bared his teeth and drooled, like he was crazy.

Wang Zun pouted, you are stupid, right?

How could Lao Tzu go out and give you a bite?

Wang Zun's mouth was dry, he swallowed his saliva, and the old man had a red eye, didn't that mean that the figure who opened the door on the opposite side only had a red eye?

Of course!

Wang Zun wasn't sure, the ghost knew if the other party would be a real red-eyed and red-clothed ghost?

Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, Wang Zun feels that it is better not to die!

The ghost thing in the name of the door is still smashing, and there is a loud sound between the kitchen knife and the iron door, and the mouth keeps shouting that everyone is ......

It can be imagined that at this moment, the old man must have glowing red eyes, hideous face, bulging green tendons, and drooling wildly!

A complete lunatic!

Person......

Is it really so tempting for people to be here?

That's when it happened!

Click!

Click......

The door is open!

The door next door, the door upstairs, the door downstairs...... I don't know how many doors were opened at this moment, Wang Zun heard a lot of footsteps approaching, and the sound of breathing sounded!

Immediately afterward, the sound outside the door was gone.

Wang Zun didn't dare to be careless, and he didn't move, faintly, Wang Zun heard the sound of swallowing outside the door!