In the scorching room, with a few hammers down, the radio placed on the desktop was completely scrapped, with black smoke and star flowers blowing.

Qin Nuo wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the scrapped air conditioners, radios, tables and chairs, and the messy environment disappeared from its beginning.

The walls of the walls were still falling off, and the burning cracks continued to deepen, but as the sound of the radio disappeared, a moment later, the signs began to disappear little by little.

With fatigue, I sat on the chair and subconsciously took out another cigarette, put it in my mouth, and lit it with a match.

Take a sip and spit it out slowly.

Qin Nuo choked a few times, frowned and said, "This old-fashioned cigarette is really spicy, and my throat has never been so choked!"

"By the way, which cigarette am I the first tonight?"

He muttered to himself and continued to look at the wall clock on the wall. It was almost five o'clock in the morning.

Half an hour left...

Smoking smoke, the flames burned the tobacco at a faster pace, and the white smoke dissipated in the room.

After smoking a cigarette, the room gradually changes to room temperature. Not only that, the damage traces can be repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Air conditioning, radio, and even the bombed socket.

Qin Nuo saw it and looked calm. He put the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground and used his feet to kill it.

I pillowed my hands on the back of my head and looked at the ceiling. I seemed to be dazed, but my mind floated to another place.

Chichi...

At this time, a wall suddenly rotted rapidly, black cracks spread on it, and harsh ghost energy emerged from the cracks and spread in the air.

"Um?"

Qin Nuo saw it and frowned slightly.

When he sat up, the chandeliers flickered and the night wind whistled, whistling the curtains.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became gloomy and weird.

"There are hallucinations..."

"But I am the only player left, or is the ghost of the horror movie I'm in?"

Qin Nuo murmured to himself, he was always convinced that his horror movie was the 1408 Phantom.

Crazy.

There was also a very obvious sound of running water in the bathroom.

It sounds like someone sat up from the overflowing bathtub and walked out of the bathtub...

A large amount of water stains flowed out of the bathroom and spread on the floor.

Under the bathroom lights, dense and long black hair spread out from it, and a woman's head drilled out, followed by her body.

Her skin was white and sensuous, with hideous and conspicuous marks on her neck, and her wet white shirt wrapped her body.

Under the dark hair, his face was extremely terrifying and looked up at Qin Nuo's location.

The two eyes were missing, all black ink.

This outfit is more like a show of Kayako.

Qin Nuo was puzzled: "The horror movie ghost has fled again?"

Suddenly, the ghost inside also emerged from the cracked wall.

A pair of severely burned hands tore open the cracks on the wall and came out from it. The skin and flesh all over the body were bright red. Because the fire burned, it made the scalp numb.

The bare and scary head looked up at Qin Nuo, opened his mouth and made a strange sound.

Not only that, on the ceiling, the chandeliers creaked, lime fell and swung left and right.

A hemp rope appeared out of thin air and hung it on it, and then, a corpse was hung on it at some point.

The neck was tightly bound, with blue marks strangled, the body swung slightly, the face was black, and the body was cold. I don’t know how long it had been hanged.

With the swing, he turned around little by little and faced Qin Nuo sitting on the chair.

The next second, his closed eyes suddenly opened, staring at Qin Nuo, his mouth opened, and his long bright red tongue, and blood dripped on the ground.

On the bed, the quilt began to stir, and the sound of sarcastic collapse came from the cup, and a woman's ghost tossed and turned on the bed.

One hand fell to the side, his wrist was cut by a blade, and blood couldn't stop flowing, and the quilt was dyed red soon...

But the woman seemed to suffer some torture or see something, and was still holding a blade, constantly cutting on her wrist, allowing blood to splatter...

More and more "guests" appear in the room, and their ghosts appear looming because of the lights and lights.

Every guest made a shrill cry, with pain, despair, collapse, prayer, surrounding Qin Nuo...

The same is that these sounds are very uncomfortable and tormenting the nerves when you hear them.

Qin Nuo looked at it and soon realized: "Did all the guests who died in 1408 have come out?"

"This is not bad. In the last half hour, I was worried and bored and no one chatted. So it suddenly became lively."

Qin Nuo's expression was dull and he was not affected by the extremely terrifying environment in front of him.

Even though the guest who was hanging over his head, the blood from his tongue dripped on his white shirt, the woman in the bathroom crawled towards him, with grief...

Sometimes, Qin Nuo also likes chatting with ghosts.

Because ghosts do not have so many scruples like humans, they don’t have to be tired to guess their thoughts.

If you can’t chat well, if you have a breakdown, you’ll be unhappy, just swing it over with one hammer.

As he thought, Qin Nuo wanted to stand up, but suddenly his wrist was grabbed by one hand.

A rough, calloused hand.

In amazement, a woman's face appeared behind Qin Nuo.

Her face seemed to be corroded by sulfuric acid, melting half of her face, twitching with necrotic eyeballs, bleeding pus and making a hoarse sound: "All guests in this room will die..."
Chapter completed!