Horror: In the beginning, she holds the mall and becomes a hunter

Chapter 26 Tomb Surrounding Apartment (6)

With this in mind, Lu Xiao went downstairs and had a brief exchange with the person in charge.

Meng Zhi took advantage of this free time to take a nap, and it was already evening when he opened his eyes again.

She carried a long needle on her back and went upstairs to pick out the blind spot of Li Wenjing's sight. She reached the fourth floor very smoothly.

The fourth floor is more luxuriously decorated than the other three floors, with jewelry, famous paintings, and vases lined up along the corridor.

There is also a piano placed on the right side of the hall on the fourth floor.

Most of them are portraits, all of which depict the same person. The person has curly hair, is dressed in silk, and has no expression on his face.

This person is the apartment owner.

The moment she stepped onto the fourth floor, she felt like the person in the painting was staring at her, whether it was an illusion or not.

Of course, this is a horror game, so it is not ruled out that the person in the painting may do something like this, or he may even crawl out of the painting with a knife to hunt down the player.

The entire fourth floor is actually quite empty, with only one door at the end of the corridor.The lighting here is not good, and it is approaching evening, making the fourth floor very dark.

Just as Meng Zhi was about to hold the doorknob, she felt a cool air coming from behind, as if someone was blowing cold air against her neck.

She retracted her hand and turned back sharply.

The corridor leading to the lobby on the fourth floor was still dark, and there was no one standing behind her, as if everything just now was her imagination.

It's dangerous, so I can't come.

Meng Zhi didn't rush downstairs. She slowly stroked the wall with her hand, and finally touched a very thin gap. If she hadn't seen it many times, she wouldn't have been able to find this gap.

For her, a journey in white robes is not considered as fruitful.

When Meng Zhi returned to the second floor, he met other players. Most of them were in a hurry and looked nervous. Seeing that Meng Zhi came down from the fourth floor, they wanted to stay away.

Everyone knew that the person in charge had told them on the first day that the owner of the apartment lived on the fourth floor and no one was allowed to approach it.

So at night, Meng Zhi moved a bench and sat at the door of the room, staring leisurely at the players passing by.

Those non-player residents have never come out on their own initiative, and no one knows what they ate or how they died.

As usual, Wu Bao went upstairs with the dishes from the first floor. When he saw Meng Zhi sitting at the door, he was so frightened that his legs bent: This god of plague was actually sitting at the door!

He was frightened by Meng Zhi's beating, not to mention that five hours after he fell on the ground, this woman actually came to him, with a warm smile on her lips, but what she said was sad:

"How does it feel to throw on the ground? How about I change the throwing method for you tomorrow?"

Wu Bao swore he would never forget Meng Zhi's speed when he swung the prop up.

She was so fast that there was only an afterimage, and she kicked away the prop that had not had time to take effect before knocking him unconscious again.

From then on, Wu Bao did not dare to provoke Meng Zhi.

But what surprised him was that Le Yangdan and Fan Shu didn't follow him during this period, but were doing their own things. It was really strange.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Zhi saw Lu Xiao jumping upstairs. Then she stood in front of Meng Zhi and cuddled with her before happily climbing to the third floor.

Meng Zhi: (/≧▽≦/)
As night falls, time passes by, and the person in charge is standing at the gate dutifully. The rain outside is getting louder and louder, the wind is howling, and the windows are shaking.

The ancient clock on the first floor points to 55:[-].

Li Wenjing went upstairs quietly. Since Meng Zhi's room was next to the stairs on the second floor, everyone who went upstairs would see her.

So she smiled politely when she and Li Wenjing looked at each other.

Li Wenjing's face was ashen and she walked stiffly upstairs, but suddenly she heard the girl sitting casually behind her ask quietly: "Didn't the person in charge say that the fourth floor is where the owner of the apartment stays, and others are not allowed to go up there?"

In other words, why can Li Wenjing get up there?

Li Wenjing's anger reached its peak, but she used all her strength to hold it back and then said through gritted teeth: "The master ordered me to clean! Go to bed!" When talking about sleeping, the person in charge suddenly sneered: "Sit outside here. I don’t know if I can survive tomorrow.”

After saying that, she ran upstairs quickly, not wanting to stay with Meng Zhi for one more second.

At twelve o'clock, the lights in the surrounding tomb apartment went out one by one, the whole building fell into darkness, and rustling sounds came from unknown corners.

Of course, what concerned Meng Zhi the most was the coffin in the middle of the first floor.

When she arrived on the first floor, she found Zhang Helong still lying motionless on the ground, looking peaceful.With a little natural light, Meng Zhi discovered that he had been hit by a last-ditch attack.

She knew who did it by thinking with her toes.

She approached the carved coffin, and at the same time, the sound of doors opening came from the second and third floors.

The rest of the players are not sitting still.

There are two default rules in the thriller game, namely the first day is Christmas Eve and the day with the lowest death rate.

The second is that the death rate will soar at night.

"It's you, the newcomer." Fan Shu was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that she came out first.

But then I thought about it, this newcomer could find clues about the invitation letter on the first day, and he is definitely not a timid person who has the courage to provoke NPC.

But being bolder also means dying more easily.

Meng Zhi greeted them friendly and then pushed the coffin lid.

She is so strong after so much training, but she can't push the coffin lid.

The people outside couldn't push it, but the guy inside moved it on his own.

There was a dull knocking sound from inside the coffin lid.

"Boom boom boom!"

The tapping became urgent, as if cueing them to let him out.

Meng Zhi took out the flashlight he bought at the mall and shined it on the coffin lid. The pattern that looked prosperous and gorgeous during the day turned out to be like a charm that suppressed the soul at night.

She had seen a world where souls, ghosts and humans coexisted, and not only that, she had also studied it in depth.

But the civilization system of each world is different, and what she learns can rarely be used in the next world.

What's more, it seems inappropriate for Mr. Troboko, who is lying in the coffin whether he is a human or a ghost, to come out at this time.

Several players backed away from the coffin, and the prop in Le Yang's hand was ready to be thrown out.

As a result, the guy inside seemed unable to get out, so he stopped struggling.

Then, on this windy and rainy night, the piano parked in the corner began to play a tune that made no music, which was very unpleasant.

However, the two players beside her were stunned like sculptures, looking intoxicated, as if they were listening to fairy music on earth.

Meng Zhi didn't understand and couldn't empathize with her.

This music is clearly worse than the song of the duck prop.

In silence, Meng Zhi took out the duck prop from his backpack, turned on the switch next to their ears and turned up the volume.

"Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack..."

For a moment, the duck's song overwhelmed the piano.

If they still can't return to normal, Meng Zhi doesn't mind a slap from each of them.

(End of this chapter)