The voice that Ning Qiushui heard was Wang Fang's voice!

He raised his eyes, and Wang Fang's familiar figure fell into his eyes.

The room in front of me has changed a lot, it is no longer the same old as before, everything is organized and clean.

It's just that the only difference is...... At this moment, there was no longer Bai Xiaoxiao's shadow by his side.

The door behind him was open.

Ning Qiushui's eyes were confused for a moment.

What's the situation?

Could it be that he unknowingly fell for the illusion again?

If that's the case, then the 'murderer' behind this bloody door is too powerful!

You know, the Raised Ghost in the Seventh Blood Gate can also use illusions.

Because the ability of this illusion is too perverted, it causes the blood gate to directly impose a hard restraint on it.

If all this is an illusion, it doesn't make sense at all, because he has been hit by two illusions in a row without knowing it, does it mean that the 'murderer' behind this sixth blood door is more terrifying than the ghost who raised his head?

This doubt, of course, is negative.

The sixth blood door is the sixth, and it can't be more difficult than the seventh.

Therefore, Ning Qiushui immediately concluded that he had not been tricked into the illusion.

Not before, and probably not now.

He raised his eyes, glanced at Wang Fang, who looked unkind in front of him, and asked tentatively:

"Do you know me?"

Wang Fang glanced at him coldly, wondering if there was something wrong with this guy.

"Are you sick, if you are sick, go to the doctor, don't come to me and go crazy!"

"Even though you are my tenant, there is nothing in the contract that says that I am responsible for the mental state of the tenant!"

Ning Qiushui's eyes flashed.

"Someone on the seventh floor died, don't you care?"

Hearing this, Wang Fang was also stunned.

"Someone died?"

She suspiciously followed Ning Qiushui out of the room and headed towards the seventh floor.

As he passed 209, he heard angry cursing and the cries of children and women next door, and even when they were far away, he could hear a cursed man breaking a glass bottle.

Ning Qiushui glanced back and asked casually:

"What's going on with 209?"

Wang Fang snorted coldly:

"It's just the norm of Lao Xu's family."

"He likes to drink, he has nothing to do every day, he goes out to play cards except drinking, and as long as he loses playing cards, he will beat his children and his wife when he goes home after losing, as long as he goes crazy at home, his wife and children will cry, I live next door, and I am annoyed to death!"

Wang Fang's mouth was irritable cursing, she took Ning Qiushui and continued to go upstairs, her mouth kept talking:

"There is a person on the third floor who likes to make handicrafts, and he is bangbang at night, either sawing things, or smashing things, which makes upstairs and downstairs very annoying, and I told him a few times, that guy is like a stuffy wooden donkey, and he can't listen to it at all......"

She chattered and complained to Ning Qiushui about the daily life of these residents.

But Ning Qiushui didn't particularly care, when he came to the fourth floor, Ning Qiushui found that this floor was much quieter than the floor below, the whole floor was extremely dark, and the door to the circular staircase on the side of the building at the end of the corridor was also locked.

What's even stranger is that there are no garbage bags outside the door in the hallway at all, and it is almost abnormally clean compared to the floor below.

Ning Qiushui immediately thought of it, before Wang Fang told them not to go to room 404.

At this moment, looking at Wang Fang's spitting appearance, Ning Qiushui asked a straightforward question:

"Landlord, why is the fourth floor of our apartment so quiet, and the door at the other end is locked?"

Hearing this question, Wang Fang, who was still talking, suddenly fell silent.

About half a minute later, when the two of them came to the sixth floor, Wang Fang spoke:

"There was a couple living on the fourth floor."

"In room 404?"

"Hmm."

Regarding the couple, Wang Fang seemed reluctant to mention more, and her tone became cold.

Ning Qiushui asked:

"Only one of them lives on the fourth floor?"

Wang Fang did not reply to Ning Qiushui's question, but said:

"Does this have anything to do with you?"

"I warn you, don't go to the 4th floor if it's okay, otherwise if something goes wrong, I'm not responsible!"

Wang Fang seems to have some fears about the residents on the fourth floor.

But seeing that she didn't want to say anything, Ning Qiushui also knew that she shouldn't be able to ask anything.

When I came to the seventh floor and returned here again, all the tricksters who had participated in this bloody door before were gone.

The hallways and rooms are not as shabby as before.

"Where are the dead?"

Wang Fang spoke coldly, and his tone was already filled with a kind of anger that had been played.

Because all the doors on this floor are closed, if Ning Qiushui finds out that someone is dead, then at least one door should be open!

Ning Qiushui also faintly felt that something was wrong, as if he had traveled to another time and space.

But why can Wang Fang in this time and space remember him?

Could it be that the landlord Wang Fang has any particularity?

Although he didn't quite understand, he came to the door of room 703 and knocked on the door.

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

Immediately, a man's somewhat panicked voice came from inside the door:

"Who?"

Ning Qiushui and Wang Fang glanced at each other.

The latter didn't look stupid, and as soon as she heard the voice, she immediately thought that something must be going on in the room......

So Wang Fang cleared her throat and walked to the door:

"I, landlord!"

"Hurry up and open the door, I'm looking for you!"

The man's voice inside became even more panicked:

"It's not convenient now, let's wait a while!"

Wang Fang was covered in flesh, her eyebrows were raised, and she kicked the door directly fiercely:

"It's inconvenient for your sister, get it fast!"

As if frightened by Wang Fang's rudeness, or the impression she usually left on these tenants was more fierce and arrogant, the man inside hesitated for a while and said:

"Okay, okay, I'll open the door for you, but say yes in advance...... Sister Wang, don't yell when you come in for a while, and don't be afraid! ”

"I swear, whatever you see, I'll explain it to you!"

Hearing this, Wang Fang was even more sure of what was going on in this room, she agreed to the other party, and soon, there was a sound of footsteps in the room, and the man came to the door and opened the door gently.

A thin, weak, dark-skinned face squeezed out of the doorway.

Seeing this face, Wang Fang subconsciously said, "".

Because of this face, almost half of it is stained red with blood!

On the other side of his face, the skin was extraordinarily pale.

"Old Jiang, what's the matter with you?"

Wang Fang's eyelids jumped.

The man known as Lao Jiang was silent for a moment, and simply opened the door directly.

"Look......"

He sighed, the smell of smoke in his mouth was stronger.

The two looked into the room and saw blood all over the floor, and a young woman lying on the ground, clutching a sharp knife in one hand!

And on the wrist where she held the knife, Ning Qiushui clearly saw that there was a red rope tied to it!

pS: There are two more late, which should be before 12 o'clock.