In the corridor shrouded in black mist, heavy footsteps kept sounding, accompanied by two unbearable melodies for ordinary people, interweaving a more melodious and strange movement.

The black mist was misty, and a humanoid shadow could be faintly seen moving slowly in the dark corridor.

A silvery-white trident candlestick carrying white light was held by a pale, cold and stiff hand, and the white mask glowed from time to time under the light of the candle flame, but this luster did not appear to be very bright in the black fog, but set off the empty, cold, godless eyes under the mask.

The other hand was hidden under the wide tattered robe, and the tip of the rusty black dinner knife appeared and disappeared with the movement of the cuffs and the unintentional swing of the arm, and on the tip of the knife, the red and purple blood did not fall.

The masked ghost moved slowly through the black-fogged corridor, his heavy feet trampling on the dilapidated floor of the corridor, and the "squeak" sound continued.

Suddenly.

The masked ghost stopped moving, then turned around, and something seemed to be churning in the black mist with its movements, and then the silver-white candlestick was raised high, and the masked ghost took a few steps forward.

Under the white candlelight, the bronze plaque of the wooden door glowed with a glimmer of luster, and the three raised numbers "201" appeared in front of the masked ghost's eyes.

The Masked Ghost stood in front of the door of Room 201 for a long time, as if he wanted to push the door in, but seemed to hesitate to move forward because he was afraid of something in the room.

The two eerie melodies intertwined suddenly became louder as the masked ghost lingered in front of the door of Room 201, as if it had been resonated with something in the room.

Immediately, the two intertwined eerie melodies slowly became smaller again, but if you listened closely, you could hear the same eerie melodies coming from the room, and they were getting louder and louder.

It was as if these two eerie melodies had entered Room 201 from somewhere on the upper floors and in the cloister.

The strange melody that intertwined in the cloister died down, and the masked ghost turned around again, slowly walking in the direction of the cloister again.

Inside room 201!

Two strange melodies intertwined, and the melody fluctuations began to evolve very violently, and suddenly the whole room was filled with this strange intertwined melody.

on the dressing table.

I don't know when the crooked bottles and cans that were originally disrupted have been neatly placed on the left and right sides of the dressing table, and in the middle position, the bronze mirror that was originally reversed by Chen Yinjun has also been turned back to the front.

The pale yellow and rough mirror surface became clean and bright after a touch of fireflies.

In front of the dressing table, a Taishi chair had already been placed there upright.

A figure suddenly appeared, sitting very elegantly on the Taishi chair, and the strange melody that echoed in the room reached a peak after the figure appeared.

After this figure appeared, the dust that was originally covered in the room was instantly emptied, and it became clean and tidy.

This is a female figure, but the strange thing is that only the body of this figure looks relatively solid, but the part above the neck is in a hazy state, which makes people not really see it.

Dressed in a red cheongsam, delicate embroidery and red printed pattern decoration, it looks particularly beautiful from behind. Its hands were fair-skinned and looked very graceful, its long dark hair was scattered behind its back, and a blood-red handkerchief was tightened inside in the cheongsam compartment around its slender waist, revealing only a small piece on the outside.

Although its face was blurry at the moment, it was impossible to see it really, but those eyes were unexpectedly bright and divine on the mirror surface of the bronze mirror, like a clear lake, revealing a charming light.

But in the next moment, those bright eyes turned cold.

It stretched out its white hands, picked up a small box on the left, opened it, took out a delicate puff from it, lightly applied foundation and lipstick, and then began to dress up on its face like an ordinary woman.

Although its face was still not visible in the mirror, it was obvious that its cold eyes gradually softened with the movements of its hands, as if it was happy to dress itself up more delicate and beautiful.

A flash of red lips, soft and rosy, gently pursed to reveal a charming smile.

The bottles and cans on the dressing table were opened one by one, and the room was gradually filled with a trace of intoxicating fragrance, but the strange melody that echoed in the room seemed to be a little overwhelmed at this time, and the voice was gradually weakening, no longer the high passion just now.

Finally, it seemed to be dressed up, the puff was casually thrown onto the dressing table, the bright red embroidered shoes stepped on the floor that had become neat, and the whole body was already on its feet.

Immediately, I saw its left hand put it on its waist, and the blood-red handkerchief had already appeared on its hand.

It seemed to be looking at its body in the bronze mirror, and when it felt satisfied, it turned around.

Behind it, a shadow silhouette of a humanoid figure shrouded in a black fog that could not be reflected in the bronze mirror was standing quietly, and the orange and yellow light shining from the window seemed to be unable to penetrate the black fog, and only from the outline could barely be seen what seemed to be a young male.

The figure in a red cheongsam and a blood-red handkerchief seemed to be very interested in him, and walked towards him with a swaying posture.

"Giggle......

As he walked, the figure was still laughing, and although the laughter was not loud, it was able to steadily drown out the eerie melody that echoed in the room.

The black mist that shrouded the silhouette of the humanoid shadow seemed to be stimulated, and it kept surging, as if trying to escape from the figure in the red cheongsam.

When it walked to the side of the black mist, the crisp laughter reached its loudest, as if it had suddenly discovered an unexpected surprise, and it began to swim around the black mist, waving the blood-red handkerchief in its hand from time to time.

After it circled, it seemed to be more and more sure, and then it slowly leaned forward.

The Black Mist seemed to be terrified of it, and as it approached, it slowly parted to the sides, revealing the true face of the silhouette of the shadow of the human figure that was hidden inside.

His pale face wore a pitch-black mask that covered most of his face, his eyes were closed, he was dressed in a light sportswear, he carried a backpack behind him, a huge hideous scar on his right arm, and a skull-like ring on the middle finger of his right hand, and in the other hand, he held a mobile phone with a light screen.

This person is Chen Yinjun!

It's just that Chen Yinjun at this moment, his eyes are closed, his body is motionless, and he doesn't even have a trace of breathing, just like a living, full-scale real statue, completely unaware of the approach of a strange figure in front of him.

When it saw the ghost ring worn by Chen Yinjun's right middle finger, it laughed in vain, and then with a wave of its left hand, the blood-red handkerchief broke away from its control and fell lightly on Chen Yinjun's right hand, just covering the ghost ring.

It's very weird, under normal circumstances, the blood-red handkerchief is about to fall to the ground, but at this time, it seems to be firmly glued to Chen Yinjun's palm.

"Giggle......" it began to laugh again, and continued to take another step.

One person and one ghost is only one step away.

Chen Yinjun's height was almost a head taller than it, so it raised its head slightly, the bright red embroidered shoe tip was cushioned, and the heel was raised, and the scene was like kissing his little lover.

If Chen Yinjun's mind was still there at this time, I am afraid that he would have been so frightened that he would have used the domain to escape directly without the slightest hesitation, but he couldn't move now.

Although I don't know why it would do such a thing, it is conceivable that this is definitely not a good thing for Chen Yinjun.

The red lips in the blurred face were bright, and just as it was about to kiss Chen Yinjun through the mask, suddenly, on Chen Yinjun's back neck, a blood-colored light flashed the word "death".

It took a few steps back as quickly as if it had been frightened.

"Pedal Pedal Pedal T

When it regained its footing, the mobile phone held by Chen Yinjun in his left hand played a strange passage!

"I'm Chen Yinjun, when you hear this recording, you must be the first to kill a ...... named Qin"

In addition to Chen Yinjun's own voice, the recording was also mixed with the angry voice of another person, and at the end of the recording, a strange melody intertwined sounded.

After it heard the melody played at the end of the recording, it waved its left hand, and the blood-red handkerchief that was glued to Chen Yinjun's right hand immediately flew back to its hand.

When the handkerchief detached from Chen Yinjun's right hand, two scarlet red spots flashed in the hollowed-out eye frame of the skull on the ghost ring.

The recording was interrupted, and then the black mist shrouded Chen Yinjun again.

And it seemed to have lost interest in Chen Yinjun, and moved its swaying figure again and slowly walked back to the Taishi chair in front of the dressing table and sat down.

With this movement, the strange melody that echoed in the room suddenly disappeared, and its entire body slowly became thin and transparent.

Until the end, it was completely gone.

The bronze mirror on the dressing table, the clean and neat mirror surface has also become pale yellow and rough again.

And after it disappeared, a faceless figure suddenly appeared in the mirror, and it seemed to be about to come out of it, and stretched out a hand against the mirror.

The strange lines on the frame of the bronze mirror glowed with a bewitching red light, but it quickly dimmed again, and the faceless figure in the mirror began to slowly retreat after discovering that he could not break through the mirror to get out, and finally disappeared into the mirror.

I don't know how long it took for room 201 to be covered with a thick layer of dust again.

Suddenly.

The whole room is dark!

……

Some people died, but not completely......