Zhou Changqing rubbed his eyes.

The self in the mirror also rubbed his eyes.

Zhou Changqing thought that maybe he was tired from playing games too much, which led to the illusion just now.

He turned on the faucet, scooped up a handful of cold water, and rubbed it vigorously on his face, making himself very clear-headed.

Raising his head, he looked into the mirror.

The mirror was empty, reflecting the bathroom wall.

"It's all right this time."

Zhou Changqing finally felt relieved, wiped his cheek with a towel, and returned to the living room.

He packed his clothes, took his keys and cell phone and went downstairs. The corridor was a little dim. It gets dark later recently, and a little glow was spreading from the clouds, gently caressing the slightly narrow entrance of the corridor, covering it with a layer of ambiguous glow.

The elevator went up one floor at a time, and Zhou Changqing was swiping his phone while waiting.

At this moment, he heard the elevator stop and stopped downstairs.

"Um?"

Zhou Changqing pressed the down button for the elevator. Theoretically, the elevator should first go up to the highest floor where the down button was pressed, and then move down little by little. Even if someone downstairs pressed the up button so that they could go in first, the elevator should stop at another staircase instead of the one he was waiting for.

“Maybe there’s something wrong with the program.”

Zhou Changqing didn't take it to heart.

The elevator quickly started moving again, and with a ding, the elevator door opened.

Zhou Changqing originally wanted to see who was pressing the elevator button downstairs, but he found that the elevator was empty, with no one in it.

Only the smooth mirror surface reflected Zhou Changqing's face.

He was stunned and walked into the elevator.

After pressing the first floor button, the elevator door closed. The tightly closed door reflected Zhou Changqing's appearance like a mirror.

He looked down at his phone and read two news reports. He felt the elevator's descent slow down and it was almost there.

Looking up, Zhou Changqing discovered that the elevator did not stop at the first floor.

But the fourth floor.

It is normal for the elevator to malfunction.

But the problem is that the community where Zhou Changqing lives does not have a fourth floor or a fourteenth floor because the developer is somewhat superstitious, and Building No. 4 is also a property building where no one lives.

So here comes the question.

Which floor is Zhou Changqing on now?

The elevator stopped here and didn't move. Zhou Changqing took a look and wondered if the display was wrong and that this was actually the fifth floor or the third floor or something like that.

bite--

Suddenly, the elevator made a sound, which made Zhou Changqing shudder.

He saw the elevator door slowly open, revealing the corridor outside.

The corridor was pitch black. It was only less than two minutes in the elevator, but it was completely dark already?

Zhou Changqing pressed the elevator door closing button, but the button seemed to be broken and there was no response at all when he pressed it.

He hesitated for a moment and looked outside.

The corridor was pitch black, with no doors in sight and no light coming through the windows, giving people a feeling of unease.

Under normal circumstances, Zhou Changqing should have panicked by now.

But he had experienced the Dark Forest of the Kingdom of Night after all. At night, although the Dark Forest was not completely dark, it was far more terrifying than it was now. The whimpering of unknown creatures in the depths of the forest, the chirping of insects, and the sparse sounds of leaves being blown by the wind aroused panic.

But now, Zhou Changqing just felt strange.

He waited for a while and decided to go out and take a look.

After all, it was said that there was no fourth floor, but in fact it was just the sign that said no fourth floor. The original fourth floor was actually the fifth floor. It is impossible that this elevator created a fourth floor out of nothing.

Zhou Changqing had met the residents on the fifth floor before. They were a couple with a good relationship.

He walked out of the elevator and looked at the end of the corridor in the dim light inside.

There, there is a door.

The door was glowing reddish, as if it was illuminated by a candle, which made it look extremely eerie in the darkness.

Zhou Changqing initially thought it was an emergency safety door, but after looking carefully, he found that it was neither the location of the stairs nor the location of the residents, but on another floor, just a wall.

He frowned slightly, and curiosity made him decide to see what was there.

If it had happened before, Zhou Changqing would have probably started looking for the stairs and left in a hurry.

But now, Zhou Changqing was not so timid because of his experience in the game, and he walked towards the door.

Walking in the dark corridor, Zhou Changqing heard footsteps.

The footsteps were not synchronized with his own, as if something was following him.

He couldn't help but look back. Only the light from the elevator still illuminated the corridor.

Turning around, Zhou Changqing saw a face in front of him.

He was suddenly startled and took a half step back.

The face looked like a man with his eyes closed, his complexion was pale and he looked distressed.

Zhou Changqing could only see the face, not his body, hands or feet.

The face was suspended in the air, level with Zhou Changqing's face.

He felt his heart skip a beat, as if it had been poked by something.

Only then did Zhou Changqing realize that this face was exactly like his own!

This is him!

The face was motionless, as if illusory, appearing and disappearing in the light of the red door.

He thought about it, walked around the face and walked quickly to the door.

Zhou Changqing noticed that the door was made of wood, with rough textures all over it, and even a few pieces of paper pasted on it with words written on them that he couldn't understand.

It's like a seal.

He thought about it and reached out to peel off the talisman paper. Suddenly, there was a creaking sound and the door slowly opened.

Zhou Changqing took a look inside and found it to be an extremely simple house, just like those in the countryside, with wooden tables and chairs, teapots and cups, old paintings, tablets, and incense burners.

Inside the room, there was a man sitting at the table with his back to Zhou Changqing.

It looked like an old man. Zhou Changqing didn't remember if there was such an old man in his building, but he took two steps closer and made a sound.

"Uh, excuse me, I saw the door was not closed, so I came in to take a look."

Zhou Changqing coughed and said.

But the other party did not respond.

He moved closer to the other person and wanted to pat him on the shoulder.

But just when Zhou Changqing was about to reach out his hand, the other party suddenly turned around.

His face was full of wrinkles, like a shriveled and moldy persimmon, and his eyes were pitch black without whites. More importantly, his body did not rotate at all, only his head, with his neck stretched into a twist, turned around as if the bones did not exist at all.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Changqing's eyelids twitched.

But the old man opened his almost toothless mouth and uttered a few words from his dry throat.

"Water, give me water."

"You want some water?"

Zhou Changqing asked back. He hurriedly picked up the cracked ceramic cup on the table, picked up the teapot, and poured water into the cup.

But there seemed to be nothing in the teapot. He tilted it a lot, but found that nothing poured out.

Just when Zhou Changqing was puzzled, liquid flowed out of the teapot.

That is red blood.