Nightmare Attack

Although the sound of opening the door is very small, and one can even feel the extreme caution and caution of the person opening the door, Zhu Jie seems to be able to sympathize with him. The woman must be thinking this way, as long as... she only needs to open the door a very small gap, so that even if she notices The situation outside the door was not right, and she had the opportunity to close the door instantly.

But Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie knew clearly that she had no chance.

The result was just as the two thought. After the door opened, a scream suddenly broke out in the corridor, followed by the sound of kicking and struggling. But with the sound of "Kacha", the screaming and struggling stopped suddenly, and everything came to an end. calm down.

After a while——

"tread."

"Zila——"

"tread."

"Zila——"

…

The sound of heavy footsteps gradually faded away, and there was still the sound of heavy objects being dragged on the ground. The footsteps were slightly dragging, as if there was a thick layer of blood on the soles of the shoes.

Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie leaned against the door, slowly sliding down, and finally fell to the ground. They could hear that the woman who was killed was the very young one, and she was also the most suspect among the people they had previously suspected. That one, but now, they were sure that this person was definitely not Crimson.

Rather, they realized this during the young woman's interaction with the "maintenance man."

The reason is simple. Crimson people would not make such a stupid mistake, and the Night Watch would not arrange for someone of this caliber to come.

This is one of the reasons why they opened their mouths to save the woman.

But it's useless to say anything now. The woman is dead, and the crisis tonight is over.

But this night left too deep an impression on them. Not only did the disguised "mental patient" arrive as scheduled, but the owner of the pair of high heels on the 4th floor last night also came. Speaking of the nurse who was wearing red high heels without a shadow, Tang Qisheng Zhu Jie still felt chills in his heart.

Tang Qisheng stretched out his arm, hooked Zhu Jie's trembling shoulders, pulled her into his arms, and held her tightly, "Don't be afraid, it's okay. You go to rest first, I will guard you."

Zhu Jie naturally knew what Tang Qisheng meant. He raised his head and looked at Tang Qisheng. Tang Qisheng's frown slowly relaxed. Even though his lips were pale, he still gave Zhu Jie a confident smile, "I'll wait a little longer, you know. We guys have to open the door again tonight, and the real round doctor hasn't come yet."

"Believe me, we will definitely survive, just like before." Tang Qisheng lowered his head and kissed Zhu Jie gently on his forehead.

…

Hold the precepts temple.

It was late at night, and the fat man from Mimi Huhu who was sleeping was woken up by a hand. The fat man shook his head and quickly grabbed the hand, apparently trying to counterattack.

But he stopped midway because he saw the face in front of him clearly in the darkness.

After a while, the fat man quickly glanced around and lowered his voice, "What's going on? We...we fell asleep again?"

Jiang Cheng nodded with a dark expression. With previous experience, they switched to two people keeping vigil tonight, but it still didn't work. The two lost consciousness while chatting. When they got up again, the candles in the room were nowhere to be found. When did it go out.

Without the candle, the room was not so dark that one could not see anything but a kind of gray, as if sprinkled with a layer of frost.

"Gululu——"

The fat man's stomach growled unsatisfactorily, even if he covered it with his hands, it was useless. A trace of suspicion gradually appeared on the fat man's face.

"I was very full before going to bed, but now I'm suddenly very hungry. It's strange, isn't it?" Jiang Cheng suddenly asked.

After hearing this, the fat man nodded repeatedly, "That's it. I'm so hungry now. It seems...it seems like I haven't eaten for several days."

He wasn't exaggerating. His stomach was cramping and he wanted to stuff everything he could eat into it.

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything. He picked up a cloth bag from the bedside and opened it. It contained some simple dry food.

"Eat." Jiang Cheng took out a piece of cake and threw it to the fat man, then took out a piece and ate it himself.

The fat man took the cake and was stunned for a moment. This food was familiar to him. He got it from the team of saviors during the day. He wanted to eat it at that time, but Jiang Cheng didn't agree. After all, there were still enemies hidden among those people.

"Are these things safe?" The fat man swallowed while staring at the piece of cake in his hand. The cake was incomplete and a small piece was missing, but it also exposed the filling inside. It looked like it should be a piece of candy. cake.

"It should be no problem. I've already eaten one piece before, and I also took a bite of your piece." Jiang Cheng held the cake in his mouth and said with a smile, "I'm so hungry that I can't stand it anymore. If I continue like this, I won't be able to run tonight." ”

The fat man who was eating the cake couldn't help but blush when he heard what Jiang Cheng said. He thought of the antique building again. The monks in the temple called it the Merit Hall. It was a place where the monks cultivated merits and studied Buddhism.

More importantly, there is also the ghost Guan Erye. If they had run a step slower last time, they might have died.

After eating the cake and pouring in a few large sips of water, the fat man managed to survive, and the knotting feeling in his stomach was relieved.

Seeing that the fat man had calmed down, Jiang Cheng suddenly said: "Do you still remember where you were before going to bed?"

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly looked at the bed without realizing it. The next second, his expression changed drastically, "Why, I was moved again. Who did it? I..."

The fat man remembered that he was leaning against the table during the vigil before falling asleep, but after waking up, he was actually lying on the bed. He thought it was the doctor who was helping him, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"It wasn't me, or a ghost, it was you." Jiang Cheng said.

The fat man was a little confused by such a meaningless sentence. When he came to this ghost temple, everything seemed to have changed. Everything was wrong. He swallowed and said in a nervous voice, "You know, I don't have a brain. It’s easy, just say whatever comes to mind, I...I can hold on.”

"The position where you woke up is the position where you came back and lay down last night. Do you understand what I say?" Jiang Cheng looked at him.

The fat man thought for a few seconds and finally shook his head.

"Then let me put it simply, the world we live in is divided. You can think of the day as a complete world, and the night as a complete world. Day and day are connected to each other, and night and afternoon are connected. One night is also connected to the other. It seems that we have passed through a day and come to night. In fact..." He paused, "We just woke up from the last night."

Although this was a difficult thing to say, the fat man understood it after digesting it for a while, "So...so I feel hungry because we haven't eaten anything at all in the night world, and the porridge we drank in the day world doesn't count during the night?"