51 Haunted Apartment 15
Trust
"Hello, Miss Sang, are you listening?" Qin Miao saw that there was no movement on the other end of the phone for a long time, "Miss Sang, are you okay? Do you need my help?"
Sang Mian came back to her senses, her brown eyes sparkling and a happy smile appeared on the corners of her mouth.
The landlord was lying on the ground, dumbfounded. Is this woman sick? She was about to die, what was she laughing at? Did she think that her 44 points of Gui Qi could fight against the 202 tenants?
Unable to resist his curiosity, he asked, "What are you laughing at?"
"Brother landlord, even though you abused me thousands of times, I still forgive you." Sang Mian lovingly wiped the blood from the corner of the landlord's eyes: "Don't worry about the rent, think about selling the apartment."
After saying that, she skipped into the elevator with light steps.
The landlord was suspicious. Why was she not afraid at all and even a little happy? Could it be that she had accepted her fate of death and let it go?
But you’re too open-minded!
Sang Mian was in a very good mood. Two hours ago, she was still thinking about how to deal with 202. Unexpectedly, the problem was solved after the landlord got into trouble.
As soon as she got off the elevator, she smelled the fragrance of food. It must be Miaomiao who bought dinner.
At the round table on the first floor, a group of players were eating voraciously. Only Situ Mingliang's movements were relatively elegant. He put a small piece of fish covered in soup into his mouth with a particularly happy expression on his face, and his eyebrows were about to fly up.
Xia Qing had a bitter face and her eyebrows were wrinkled into a "X" shape. Even so, she ate the rice the fastest among everyone, as if she hadn't eaten for three days.
Bai Tang seemed frightened by Xia Qing's speed. She held the chopsticks in the air and stared at Xia Qing while she ate.
"Xiaoqing, go slow. No one is trying to snatch it from you." Sang Mian said, "Didn't you have lunch? Are you hungry again?"
Xia Qing looks thin, but I didn't expect him to have such a big appetite.
After hearing Sang Mian's voice, Xia Qing raised her head from her lunch box and said firmly, "This is my last meal. I want to die with a full stomach."
"Who said we are going to die?" Sang Mian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Xia Qing pursed her lips and whispered, "The tenant in 202 is the most powerful in the Haunted Apartment. His ghost energy is very high. Even Miss Qin Miao can't deal with him. Although Sister Sang is very powerful, this is not Spark Entertainment, and we don't have that relationship."
The more she spoke, the sadder she became. Tears flowed down her cheeks into the rice. "I don't regret following Sister Sang. I'm so happy to have met Sister Sang! We want to be friends in our next life!"
The other players also glanced away sadly, but Sang Mian had taken good care of them in the past two days, and as human beings with conscience, they were also sad in their hearts.
But the side quests almost always end in death, and they can only watch Sang Mian die.
"Xiao Qing is indeed loyal and righteous!" Sang Mian's pretty face still smiled: "She is worthy of being the vice president I have chosen."
"Actually, I already have a solution..." Before she could finish, a shrill wail was heard from the haunted apartment.
Everyone's hands holding their food paused, "How horrible, who is this?"
Situ Mingliang counted the number of players, thirteen, not one less.
He said calmly: "It has nothing to do with us, we are all here."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and went back to eating.
"Really?" Bai Tang wiped his mouth: "Have you forgotten someone?"
The players stopped moving again: "Who is it?"
Situ Mingliang's chopsticks fell to the ground with a "click". He thought of someone, "Shen Guang has been in the room..."
He took out his cell phone and called Shen Guang. The ringing tone and the busy tone reminded everyone that something had happened to Shen Guang.
All the players looked at Sang Mian. Everyone knew that Shen Guang had offended Sang Mian because of his bad mouth, so Sang Mian would definitely not save him.
Sang Mian: “…” Even if these people didn’t say anything, she knew what they were thinking.
Is she that petty?
"Hehe, how about we go and see what happened?" Sang Mian turned her head away awkwardly. She would never admit that she was acting like a saint again. It was like this when she worked at the funeral home. She always helped the dead because they were too pitiful.
Xia Qing muttered, "Why should we go? What does death have to do with us?"
Bai Tang paused, then looked at Sang Mian: "Xia Qing is right, that kind of person is not worth saving."
Sang Mian called everyone to the seventh floor: "Curious, if there is any danger we can still prevent it."
Bai Tang looked at Sang Mian's back and said to himself, "Hard-mouthed but soft-hearted."
*
When everyone rushed to the seventh floor, they saw that the door of 704 was open. Shen Guang lived inside. There was no doubt that something had happened to him.
The good news is that Shen Guang is still alive, because he has been shouting in the room, and his voice is heartbreaking.
Sang Mian looked around vigilantly, and found nothing unusual. She slowly walked into room 704. As soon as she entered the room, she saw Shen Guang curled up on the bed like a ball, shaking all over. His Weird Aura value had dropped to 13 points, and was still dropping.
"Chen Guang!" Sang Mian called out.
The room was very small and could not accommodate everyone, so the only people who came in were Sang Mian, Situ Mingliang, Zhou Jianyi, Xia Qing, and Zhuang Feng.
Situ Mingliang stepped forward and turned Shen Guang over. Xia Qing took a breath of cold air and hid behind Sang Mian, covering her eyes.
Shen Guang's chest was deeply sunken, and blood was spreading from the sunken area, like a quietly blooming red flower, growing bigger and bigger.
The smell of blood filled the entire room. Situ Mingliang's face darkened. He lifted up his bloody shirt and shook his head after seeing Shen Guang's injuries: "There's no hope."
Shen Guang's Gui Qi value dropped to 9 points.
Situ Mingliang's eyelashes trembled, and he explained: "He is too seriously injured, and his Gui Qi can't be controlled. He will die in half an hour at most."
It was the first time that Sang Mian saw a player being injured in a strange game. The passing of life could be clearly seen through the strange energy value.
"No chance at all?"
"Unless someone in our team has skills related to healing." Situ Mingliang said solemnly, "Healing skills are very rare. There are no more than three players with healing skills in the weird game, and the doctor of the Eternal Night Cult is one of them."
Such a slim chance is almost impossible to appear in the game. Sang Mian turned his face away, there was no way to save him.
Xia Qing behind her suddenly poked her waist: "Sister Sang."
Sang Mian: “Hmm?”
Xia Qing lowered her voice: "Do you want to save him?"
Sang Mian told the truth: "If it is convenient, I will save him. If it costs me money, I won't save him."
"No need to pay a price." Xia Qing said shyly: "My identity and skill are that of a healer, it seems I can save him."
Sang Mian was stunned. Didn't Situ Mingliang say that there would be no more than three people in the whole game? What a coincidence that Xia Qing was one of them!
"Your skills won't cause you any harm, right?"
Xia Qing smiled shyly: "Don't worry, Sister Sang, I haven't had a chance to use my skills since I followed you, so today is a good opportunity to try it out."
After saying that, she walked to Shen Guang's bedside under everyone's strange looks. Shen Guang was already dying at this time, unable to even scream, and his strange energy value was only three points.
Xia Qing trembled with fear when she saw Shen Guang's injuries. She had never seen such a bloody scene since she was a child.
As the system mechanically prompted her, she placed her hand on top of Shen Guang's head, and only withdrew her hand after the skill was released.
The dent in Shen Guang's chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Situ Mingliang went from expressionless to shocked. "You, your skill is healing!? Why didn't you say it earlier!"
Damn, isn't this a slap in the face? I just said it was rare and one appeared immediately.
Moreover, he had always thought that Xia Qing was just a useless follower, but he didn't expect that his skills were so powerful, and his healing skills were so powerful that the three major guilds fought over them.
Xia Qing scratched his head: "You didn't ask."
Shen Guang's consciousness gradually became clear. When he opened his eyes, he saw Xia Qing with her hands on her hips, staring at him viciously.
"If our Sister Sang wasn't so kind-hearted, I wouldn't have saved you! If you dare to disrespect Sister Sang in the future, I will kill you!"
Xia Qingzhen played the role of both a coward and a brave man to the fullest, and Sang Mian burst out laughing: "It's okay, let's go, Mingliang will be handed over to you."
Under Shen Guang's confused gaze, the three people left his room. He touched his chest and found that the wound was gone and the pain was gone.
Situ Mingliang couldn't help but remind him, "It was Sang Mian and the others who saved you."
"How is that possible!" Shen Guang subconsciously retorted: "She probably hates me to death."
Situ Mingliang: "Let's not talk about this for now. Tell me how you got injured."
*
After coming out of the room, Xia Qing proudly shared his identity and skills with Sang Mian, completely forgetting about the side quest.
Sang Mian keenly noticed an unusual smell in the air.
"Shhh."
The corridor on the seventh floor was filled with a strange and murderous aura.
Sang Mian instantly guessed that it was the tenant of Room 202 who came looking for him. Or maybe he didn't come looking for him, but he didn't leave at all. Shen Guang's injury was probably caused by him.
Xia Qing: "What's wrong?"
Sang Mian didn't know how to describe this feeling, so she managed to say, "Chen Guang is like bait."
Xia Qing: "I don't understand."
Bai Tang patiently explained: "She means that the tenant of Room 202 has arrived."
Xia Qing was shocked. She looked around fearfully: "No way? I didn't see him."
The lights in the corridor flickered suddenly, and the sudden poor contact brought a different atmosphere to the space.
Sang Mian said that he had experience in this regard. In a funeral home, when the deceased has large emotional fluctuations, the light bulbs will be affected.
At the corner of the corridor, a man's head popped out, his eyes bulging out terribly on his grayish-white face: "I found you..."
Sang Mian and the man met each other's eyes. She waved at him and said excitedly, "You are the tenant of Room 202, right?"
Sang Mian's strange behavior made Bai Tang's heart skip a beat: "Do you know him?"
"How is that possible?" Sang Mian said, "This is not my home."
Bai Tang suddenly felt something was wrong. The tenants of Room 202 had a weirdness value of 60 points, a true evil spirit level. All of them combined were not even enough for the other party to deal with just a flick of their fingers.
Moreover, the only way to survive when encountering a demon-like monster is to run, but she saw that Sang Mian had no intention of running away.
Sang Mian smiled and said, "Look how amiable Brother 202 is. He will definitely not hurt us."
Bai Tang looked stiffly at the tenant of Room 202. The man's right hand was stained with blood, as if he was wearing a red glove. His face was fierce, as if murder was written all over it.
"Are you sure he won't hurt us?"
Sang Mian nodded confidently: "Of course."
After thinking for two seconds, Bai Tang chose to believe Sang Mian, trusting him without any reason.
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