In the scorching hot room, after a few hammer strikes, the radio on the table was completely scrapped, emitting black smoke and emitting stars.

Qin Nuo wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the scrapped air conditioner, radio, tables and chairs, etc. The messy environment was no longer what it was at the beginning.

The paint on the wall was still peeling and the burn cracks were deepening, but after a while, as the sound of the radio disappeared, these signs began to disappear little by little.

Feeling tired, he sat on the chair and subconsciously took out another cigarette, put it in his mouth and lit it with a match.

Take a breath and exhale slowly.

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

"By the way, how many cigarettes have I smoked tonight?"

He muttered to himself and continued to look at the wall clock. It was almost half past five in the morning.

Still half an hour left...

As he smoked, the flames burned the tobacco faster and white smoke dissipated in the room.

When a cigarette is finished, the room gradually returns to normal temperature. Not only that, the signs of damage are repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The air conditioner, the radio, and even the blown-out socket.

Qin Nuo saw it with an indifferent expression. He flicked the cigarette butt in his hand onto the ground and stomped it out with his foot.

He rested his hands on the back of his head, staring at the ceiling, seemingly in a daze, but his mind was actually wandering elsewhere.

Chichi...

At this time, a wall suddenly rotted rapidly, black cracks spread on it, and evil ghost energy drilled out from the cracks and filled the air.

"Um?"

Qin Nuo saw it and frowned slightly.

As he sat up, the chandelier flickered and the night wind whistled, blowing the curtains.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became eerie and strange.

“And hallucinations…”

"But am I the only player left, or did the ghost from the horror movie I'm in appear?"

Qin Nuo muttered to himself. He was always convinced that his horror movie was 1408 Phantom Room.

Crash.

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

It sounded like someone sitting up from an overflowing bathtub and stepping out...

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

Under the light of the bathroom, dense and extremely long black hair spread out from inside, and a woman's head emerged, followed by her body.

Her skin was eerily pale, with hideous and noticeable marks of strangulation on her neck, and a wet white shirt wrapped around her body.

Under the black hair, there was an extremely creepy face. He raised his head and looked towards where Qin Nuo was.

Two eyes, with no pupils visible, completely dark black.

This outfit looks more like Kayako's character in a play.

Qin Nuo was puzzled: "The ghost from the horror movie has come to Taiwan again?"

Suddenly, the ghost inside the cracked wall came out.

A pair of severely burned hands tore through the cracks in the wall and came out. The skin and flesh all over their bodies were bright red and fused together due to the burns from the fire, which made people's scalp numb.

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

Not only that, the chandelier on the ceiling creaked, plaster fell, and swayed left and right.

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

The neck was tightly bound, leaving bruises. The body was swaying slightly, the face was dark blue, and the body was cold. It was unknown how long he had been hanged.

As he swung, he turned around little by little and faced Qin Nuo who was sitting on the chair.

The next second, his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, staring at Qin Nuo, his mouth opened, sticking out a long, bright red tongue, and blood dripping onto the ground.

On the bed, the quilt began to flutter, and a shrill and painful sound of collapse came from the cup. A ghostly figure of a woman tossed and turned on the bed.

One hand hung to the side, the wrist cut by a blade, blood flowing unstoppably, soon staining the quilt red...

But the woman seemed to be suffering from some torture, or she had seen something, she was still holding the blade, cutting her wrists repeatedly, letting the blood splatter...

More and more "guests" appeared in the room, and their ghostly figures were looming because of the flickering light.

Every guest let out a shrill cry, filled with pain, despair, collapse, and prayers, surrounding Qin Nuo...

The same thing is that these sounds make people feel very uncomfortable and torment their nerves when they hear them.

Qin Nuo looked at it and quickly understood: "Have all the guests who died in 1408 come out?"

"That's not bad. I was just feeling bored for the last half hour, with no one to chat with. Now it's suddenly become lively."

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

Even with the guest hanging above him, blood from his tongue dripping onto his white shirt, and the woman in the bathroom crawling towards him, complaining...

Sometimes, Qin Nuo also likes to chat with ghosts.

Because ghosts don't have as many thoughts as humans, there's no need to bother guessing their thoughts.

If the conversation goes badly or the talks break down, and you're unhappy, just hit them with a hammer.

While thinking, Qin Nuo wanted to stand up, but suddenly a hand grabbed his wrist.

A rough, calloused hand.

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

Her face seemed to be corroded by sulfuric acid, half of it melted, her necrotic eyeball twitched, blood and pus oozing out, and she uttered an extremely hoarse voice: "Everyone in this room will die..."

"Welcome to our big family!"