Chapter 42
No matter how many ghosts there are in Room 601, Room 601 is their best choice. They have no choice but to go to the fifth floor instead of Room 601. They believe that the higher the floor, the fewer ghosts there will be.
The lower the floor, the closer it is to the fog, and there will be more ghosts.
Now the entire eight-story building of 6 units in Building 33 is actually very quiet. Obviously, there are not many ghosts fighting with each other. Large numbers of ghosts are obviously more interested in humans.
Ye Chenyi's eyes were bright and he maintained a strong sense of vigilance. After all, if he was careless, he might lose his life. He also wanted to live well and wait for his wife to grow up, hhh~
Ye Chenyi felt that the supernatural phenomena in the corridor were becoming more and more serious. The mottled wall was like a person's face peeling off, and the cracks on the wall were like a person splitting from the inside out for no reason. The mold spots looked especially like distorted human facial features. The darkness on the ceiling seemed to be able to swallow up all the light and was spreading like a tide, as if it would soon submerge the entire corridor on the sixth floor.
Ye Chenyi and Xu Maorong looked at each other.
Ye Chenyi whispered to Xu Maorong, "It's too late. We must go to Room 601 immediately."
Otherwise, who knows what kind of horrible incident will happen!
Xu Maorong gave Ye Chenyi some information.
Probably because Ye Chenyi was sent to a juvenile labor camp for his first crime, he really had no talent for prying doors open. After trying for a long time, he couldn't open the door.
Ye Chenyi was so angry that he wanted to chop the door with a knife. At this moment, in the corridor on the sixth floor, starting from 603 at the end, the darkness on the ceiling of the corridor began to flow like a ball of black ink. This supernatural phenomenon swallowed everything.
An indescribable fear and chill pressed directly upon me.
It's creepy and makes your scalp tingle.
It's hard not to think that something weird might be coming out of that darkness.
Xu Maorong: "Brother Ye, hurry up, it's too late."
Ye Chenyi had no choice. He took a look at the darkness surging over and immediately poured the power of the evil spirit into his legs. With a snap, the door was kicked and bounced directly against the wall.
After the door bounced against the wall, it bounced back again and was blocked by Ye Chenyi's hand. Ye Chenyi called Xu Maorong to go in. Xu Maorong was still responsible for closing the door, while Ye Chenyi looked at the entire room 601.
There was no light on in Room 601.
I flipped the switch, but no light came on.
Restricted by the spirit, the lights cannot be turned on.
However, one is a ghost, and the other possesses the power of a fierce ghost. On a night like this, even if the lights are not on in the room, you can still see the scene inside the room.
The tables and chairs were arranged normally, and even clean, as if someone took care of them regularly. However, the room was empty, without the slightest sign of a living person, and certainly no sign of ghosts.
The more this happens, the weirder it gets.
Ye Chenyi became more and more alert.
Because the door was kicked open by Ye Chenyi, the door lock was broken, but it was not damaged too badly. Xu Maorong was using a hammer to repair the cracks one by one, and then locked the door.
However, the pervasive chill and the creepy fear in the corridor disappeared at this time. Xu Maorong looked out the window and found that the corridor was clean, as if the scene they had just seen was an illusion.
Ye Chenyi tightly grasped the kitchen knife and looked around 601 carefully, but he didn't find any ghosts. However, he didn't feel relieved. Instead, his nerves were tense.
Ye Chenyi said to Xu Maorong: "Be careful, Xiao Xu."
Xu Maorong was observing his surroundings vigilantly. Just as he was about to say to Ye Chenyi, "Don't worry, Brother Ye," pages of paper began to flutter down from the ceiling.
Ye Chenyi and Xu Maorong leaned against the wall without hesitation and looked at the supernatural phenomena in the room.
Xu Maorong said: "It's paper money."
Ye Chenyi also saw it.
All the falling paper money were the old-fashioned ones made of yellow paper with round holes.
The paper money in the room fell to the floor like snowflakes, and soon reached their ankles. However, under this supernatural phenomenon, no ghosts appeared. Ye Chenyi narrowed his eyes vigilantly.
If this continues, the situation will probably be very bad.
Xu Maorong: "These paper money seem to be very ordinary and harmless..." As he spoke, he wanted to pick up a handful of paper money to have a look in his hands.
But Ye Chenyi suddenly grabbed his wrist. He shook his head warily and continued to look at the paper money floating down from the ceiling. "Something is wrong. Don't touch these paper money."
If Xu Maorong were still alive, he would definitely blush and his heart would beat fast. But now he forced himself to remain calm and nodded solemnly, "Okay."
Ye Chenyi said to Xu Maorong: "We have many customs that have been passed down, and they all say that you should not pick up things like paper money. Especially if a ghost hands it to you, don't take it."
Xu Maorong's face became solemn.
He knew that he shouldn't be careless just because he was a ghost.
After all, there is no harmony between ghosts.
Now the paper money in the room has fallen to their knees, and it is falling faster and faster.
Xu Maorong: "Brother Ye, what should we do now?" We can't just stand by and watch.
Ye Chenyi frowned and said, "There is definitely a ghost in the room, a ghost that we can't see. I don't have any good solution, I can only try it." Ye Chenyi frowned, then took out a lighter from his bag.
Xu Maorong: ! !
Using a lighter to light the paper money... obviously impossible. Ye Chenyi only pondered for half a second, and a cluster of flames formed by the power of evil spirits jumped out from his fingers. When the flames encountered the paper money, they suddenly jumped up, and the paper money in the room stopped falling instantly.
The system panel that had been silent all of a sudden started to display subtitles:
[The life-buying ghost cursed: GNN! Young people have no moral principles. Not only did they not pay for their lives, but they even burned my opening show.]
Ye Chenyi: "..." GNN! This opening show almost killed him and Xu Maorong. How can there be such a long opening show?
What is a life-buying ghost?
Ye Chenyi was puzzled. At this moment, the raging flames suddenly froze, and then in the blink of an eye, all the flames disappeared. If it weren't for the smoke and the charred black, it would be impossible to imagine that there was a raging fire burning here a second ago.
A scarlet dot suddenly appeared on Ye Chenyi's retina. It was as if the space was disturbed and fluctuated. In an instant, it changed from a dot to a line. The space was disturbed and fluctuated again for a moment, and the line suddenly widened again.
After repeating this several times, a ghost appeared in the room, which existed but seemed not to exist in this space. Its whole body was scarlet, like a person who had just been skinned.
With every fluctuation in space, it gets closer to Ye Chenyi.
After flashing seven times, Ye Chenyi was only a hand's distance away from it.
Xu Maorong seemed to be unable to see anything, but he felt that the room had become more gloomy and colder. He saw Ye Chenyi staring at the front motionlessly, his whole body ready to go, and he realized that Ye Chenyi might have seen something strange that he could not see.
Finally, Ye Chenyi's eyes met its lidless black eyes, and its lipless scarlet teeth opened and closed as it spoke its request: "One hundred dollars for my life."
Ye Chenyi: "Supernatural currency?"
It stared at Ye Chenyi with cold and malicious eyes: "The money for buying life is of course the money for life span."
Ye Chenyi: “You mean I can live to be 130 or above?” He is already 26. If he still has 100 life points, wouldn’t he be able to live to at least 127?
it:"……"
Couldn't this idiot hear that I was making a request that would lead to his death?
Ye Chenyi: "What does the life money look like? Let me see it first?"
It raised its hand, and in its skinless bloody palm, notes of money appeared one by one: 3 yuan, 4 yuan, 6 yuan, 7 yuan, 8 yuan, and 9 yuan.
In the real world, the coins are 1 yuan, 2 yuan, 5 yuan, 10 yuan, 20 yuan, and 100 yuan.
Real money is colorful, but these life coins are all black, as black as squid ink frozen in a mold.
Only the numbers on top are blood red.
The moment Ye Chenyi saw the money, he chopped it with a kitchen knife without hesitation. Its hand was immediately cut off, with only tendons still connected to the forearm.
However, the space shook for a moment, and the other party appeared in the middle of the room he had just appeared in. His arm was no longer injured.
Ye Chenyi met the vicious eyes and returned them with an even more vicious look.
Can't let it go!
He's determined to grab the money today!
After all, the subtitles on the system panel say -
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