Volume 20 Who is behind? Chapter 19 Black Notes

Huangfu He could not believe this scene. At this moment, he only felt like he was spinning. The only passage that could be left was the elevator!

But who dares to take the elevator? In a small and enclosed space, it’s not enough to die many times!

Huangfu He kept retreating, the farther away from Room 501, the better!

He murmured in his heart: Mom, I may not be able to avenge you... I can do nothing, even Xuezhen can't save you, even Xuezhen can't save you...

Huangfu He looked at the door of the stairwell again, and he rushed over again, just wanting to try whether he could rush out!

When he arrived at the entrance of the stairwell, he hit the locked door again. One more time! Two more time! Three more time! But without any effect, the door did not move at all.

He began to realize that this was just in vain. Now, only by finding a way out can we have some hope.

What is different? What Dr. Xu said is different?

What did he and Xuezhen take photos on that day? What exactly was it?

At this moment, something even more terrifying happened.

The lights in the corridor began to go out one by one! From far to near, the lights kept getting darker! Soon, Huangfu He's eyes turned into a dark world!

Before he could react in fear, a voice came.

"Hea...save, save me!"

The extremely shrill cry for help, if it weren't for Xue Zhen, who else could it be? The sound sounded very close, but it seemed to be very far away.

"Save me! Save me ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh--"

The voice finally began to weaken. However, Huangfu He couldn't even move a step. The darkness of his fingers was eroded, and the last little hope in his heart began to erode.

He continued to hit the door and tried to get out. However, he still failed.

"Xuezhen, I can't save you, I can't save you."

He knew that Xue Zhen was dead. This girl he regarded as a sister, the daughter of the person his mother once loved deeply, Xue Zhen, who spent the best and most painful childhood with him... just died like this.

"Open! Open! Open the door!"

Huangfu He shouted so hard that his voice was almost hoarse, and fear was almost overwhelming him. Despair made him lose the strength to stand.

In an instant, he suddenly felt a pair of hands touching his neck. Such cold hands completely clamped his neck.

His neck was pinched tightly by the invisible ghost! He felt his body begin to hang out of the ground, and his consciousness gradually became blurred...

After a long time, the fifth floor was restored to light again. But Huangfu He was no longer at the entrance of the stairwell. He became one of the countless corpses in Room 501. Until his death, he did not see what the ghost who killed him looked like. Until his death, he could not fulfill his long-cherished wish to clear his mother's grievances.

At the same time, on the corridor on the fourth floor, just one floor.

"The most wisest decision in life?" Fang Tianying looked at Pei Qingyi in front of him blankly. He felt that this woman was not joking.

Just now, there was indeed a gloomy and mysterious feeling, as if I had stepped into an ancient tomb that had been covered with thousands of years, and even the air I breathed seemed to be gloomy. At this moment, Pei Qingyi's solemn warning made Fang Tianying feel that he could not easily ignore this woman's words.

"Also..." Pei Qingyi pulled out the backpack he carried with him, took out the laptop stacked inside, and said, "Lu Qing, this is borrowing your laptop. I'm sorry, I want to ask some questions."

"Oh?" Lu Qing grabbed his forehead and asked, "What?"

"You can watch it for me." She turned on the laptop screen and started playing that video. Naturally, it started playing from behind the last scene in Tiga.

"Can you help me see it?" she asked with a cold expression: "What do you think is different from usual? Even if it is small, it is OK. Mr. Fang Tianying, please take a look. No matter what discovery you have, please tell me."

When Zhan Tianlin heard this, he couldn't help but look at Pei Qingyi a few more times. She quickly brought her laptop with her at that crisis. In this situation, she was still not afraid of danger and quickly developed new countermeasures. It was indeed not simple.

"However, Miss Pei," Zhan Tianlin reminded: "What Xu Xiong can see means that you have seen it too, right? We and Xu Xiong have never been separated."

"I know, Xu Xiong... Xu..."

Pei Qingyi suddenly changed her expression when she said this! She found that she had forgotten something extremely important! Something that could make all of them doom!

Xu Xiong's body is still on the first floor!

Once someone finds Xu Xiong's body, he will definitely call the police immediately and the police will come here immediately! What if they are forcibly taken away to admit their confession? As long as you leave this apartment, the shadow curse will be activated immediately!

"Battle, Zhan Tianlin!" Pei Qingyi immediately pressed the pause button and said pale: "We have all forgotten, Xu Xiong... is still on the first floor!"

"Still here?" Lu Qing shook his head and said, "No, no? Actually, I just came up from the first floor. Because I was very bored at home, I came down to ask you to get your laptop back because something suddenly happened to my computer at home. But when I arrived on the first floor, you were all gone, so..."

"Not here?" Pei Qingyi's expression stagnated and asked immediately: "Are you sure? When did you go down?"

"Just two or three minutes ago, what's wrong? He probably came to find you, that person named Xu Xiong. Then again, what about Lian Xuezhen? Why didn't she be with you? And what does it mean to ask me what's different?"

Everyone's faces changed a lot, and there were suddenly many terrifying speculations. However, no matter which one, they were more inclined to speculation at the supernatural level.

At this time, Pei Qingyi subconsciously moved away from Zhan Tianlin a few steps. If Zhan Tianlin was indeed the murderer who killed Xu Xiong, then once Xu Xiong becomes a ghost, the first person he is looking for will naturally be Zhan Tianlin!

For those who know that there are really ghosts in this world, the first floor is terrifying. Of course, Zhan Tianlin did not show any fear. Anyway, the person who executes the blood word is always facing ghosts, so he is not worried about debt. What's more, Xu Xiong may not have turned into a ghost.

"When I talked about this, I discovered something. It seems that there has never been a precedent for residents to become ghosts." Zhan Tianlin suddenly proposed a point at this time: "The dead ghost can easily manipulate the life and death of living people, and even human memories can be tampered with. However, after the residents die, no one has become a ghost and has ever competed with the ghosts in the apartment."

Even the only exception is Murong Shen, deliberately manipulated by Pu Miling's soul. After Pu Miling's death, Murong Shen completely disappeared from this world. After the resident died, he could not become a ghost. So far, there has never been this precedent. In fact, if such a thing happens, the difficulty checks and balances of the sci-character itself will not exist. As long as you choose to commit suicide, the sci-character can completely free itself from the domination and control of the sci-character.

In fact, many apartment residents have thought about this problem before. However, influenced by conventional materialist views, people still always think that death is the absolute end of life and dare not choose to commit suicide. However, some residents who have been forced to the limit have also considered escaping the word "blood" by suicide and turning it into evil spirits to fight. However, so far, none of the people with this intention have succeeded.

Roland once said that the malice and horror of ghosts are a spiritual symbol of the distortion of human fear of the unknown. In other words, ghosts and curses should actually belong to human psychological hints. However, the ghosts in the apartment are completely realizing this symbol. But now it seems that instead of thinking so, it is better to say that ghosts exist purely for the difficulty of the blood. In other words, when the phenomenon of exceeding the difficulty of the blood word is born, this idealistic phenomenon will be suppressed. Residents cannot perform actions that transcend materialistic views to execute the blood word. They cannot become ghosts, and after death, they can only become proteins and be decomposed by microorganisms.

Apartments are like a medium that cleverly connects the world of materialism and idealism.

Which side of this world is real?

When Zhan Tianlin thought of this, he felt a burst of self-deprecation. He studied poison science and never believed that people would feel after death, but now he needs to consider this issue.

After all, the blood-word indication is just a game born under this unreasonable rule, like a demon-created game. The residents are just chess pieces, and no one can jump out of the board.

"That..." Fang Tianying asked in confusion: "Are you discussing horror movies?"

"Nothing." Zhan Tianlin shook his head and said, "Then, you can continue to take a look. What is the difference?"

Pei Qingyi suddenly felt that the man Zhan Tianlin was really terrible. He was so calm. Is he a normal person? Even if he was really a poison-making person, wouldn’t he be afraid of death? Or did he have other plans?

The video started to play again. Fang Tianying and Lu Qing were both curious and began to carefully watch the content of the video. After seeing Huangfu He and Lian Xuezhen's conversation, Fang Tianying suddenly said: "I have seen it too. The person they said was wearing a weird hat and gloves."

"Do you remember?" Pei Qingyi immediately pressed the pause and asked, "What's going on?"

"Well, yes, that year." Fang Tianying continued: "I just moved in, that year, when the case happened. That day, I saw a man walking through the corridor. The reason I paid special attention to him was because he was wearing a man with a long crack on the brim of a hat and a pair of cotton gloves. It was already May, but he was wearing a hat and gloves, which was really strange. However, the reason I still remember him so deeply is because of his face."

"Face?" Pei Qingyi slowed down and asked nervously: "How about his face?"

"What, how do you describe it?" Fang Tianying tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "That face is so terrible. There is no trace of blood on his face, and his eyes are not in any light. His face seems to be completely frozen, and his mouth looks like frostbite. No matter how you look, it seems like a dead person!"

At this moment, the temperature in the corridor seemed to have dropped several degrees.

"You, you... were sure you saw it?" Pei Qingyi continued to ask: "Are you sure?"

"Of course!" Fang Tianying said without hesitation: "I was shocked at that time and was so impressed that I still remember it."

At the same time, on the sixth floor, Zheng Jian’s home.

Zheng Jian was lying on the sofa at this time, looking at his son Zheng Dahu sitting opposite him. Zheng Dahu has not found a job now and is idle all over his life outside, so why doesn’t he feel anxious? Since his wife’s death, he has spent all his thoughts on this son in grief, hoping that he can become a talent. However, Zheng Dahu is not a good source of study, and he is not diligent, so he is still squatting at home and has no job. However, he is still shameless and asks his father for money.

"Big Tiger!" Zheng Jian looked at the son in front of him and said earnestly: "You are in your twenties now, and you are not a child! But you have never found a job so far. In the past, you were fired for fighting! What can I do! You can give me an explanation!"

Zheng Dahu was also full of sorrow at this moment. Finally, he raised his head and said, "Dad, I have no other way now. Give me some more money."

"You came back and asked me how to get the money? Do you think I'm an ATM?" Zheng Jian stood up angrily and cursed: "Can I still support you? You've been wandering around outside all day long and staying with a bunch of people who are in trouble. Do you know how sad your mother will be when you die! I can't work for your dad for many years, and I'm going to retire. What should you do then?"

"Dad!" Zheng Dahu quickly defended: "Don't worry! You know, I'm outside now, so I have to know some people to do things. You, give me some money, the money I used up last time was almost done, I, I will definitely find a job this time..."

The son was so obsessed that Zheng Jian became angry from his heart. He stood up fiercely and said, "You... do you want to piss me to death? After your mother died, I swear that I must make you successful on behalf of your mother! But what are you now? Ear piercing, tattooing, smoking, what are you doing outside!"

Seeing that his father refused to give money, Zheng Dahu also became hard-working. He immediately stood up and said, "Don't always mention my mother, aren't you bothered? Do you give me money today? Do you give me it?"

"No!" Zheng Jian also made up his mind: "Don't even think about taking a dime from me!"

"If you don't give it, I'll take it myself!" After saying that, Zheng Dahu rushed into the bedroom behind and started searching for it! He had been gambling for a while, but he had always lost more and won less. Now he owed a lot of debts, but he still refused to repent and just planned to get some more money and get back. After all, he thought it would be difficult for him to find a job, so he might as well go to the gambling table to take a try. Everyone had equal opportunities and maybe he could get it!

He opened the drawer and kept looking for money. Zheng Jian rushed in, grabbed him and asked, "You bastard! I saved all my money to be retired, don't even think about taking it away! If you have the ability, you can make it yourself!"

"Let me go!" Zheng Dahu pushed Zheng Jian away fiercely, then opened the entire drawer and fell to the ground!

A lot of things fell, and among them there was a black cover notebook. However, Zheng Dahu didn't even look at the notes, but just searched for money in it.

After the note fell to the ground, the wind blew out the window, and then the notes turned over one by one.

Zheng Jian rushed over and was about to continue scolding his son, but his eyes were fixed on the page opened by the notebook, and he stopped moving.
Chapter completed!