Huang Yingzong was afraid of alerting the enemy, so he didn't dare to make any rash moves. He couldn't see the face of the thing through the crack in the door, but the position of its eyes made it seem like a human.
The door downstairs was shaking slightly; it seemed to be trying to come in, but it couldn't.
Noticing his silence, Lin Shu slowed her pace, her eyes darting around, and she also saw the thing.
The atmosphere became awkward due to the brief pause between the two. Shi Jinzhe and Shehe did not look, as they had always known there was something outside.
Previously, it only circled around outside, but ever since Qian Chang started telling stories, it has been constantly approaching the door, and now it has even boldly stuck affixed to the wooden door.
"It can't get in, keep going."
Shekh was unaffected; the instructions in her mind told her that this group had to reach the sixth floor today to complete the storyline.
The words "cannot enter" were like a calming and brain-boosting balm; Huang Yingzong stopped looking and followed the crowd upstairs.
No one was talking, so the sound of the door shaking was particularly loud. Fortunately, as Shekh had said, nothing from the outside could get in.
The main problem was that the golden vines, which had been broken by time, had locked the door from the inside.
Before anyone noticed, he had already ransacked the house of the creature living in the tower. As long as one keeps thinking about it, the tower can still bloom again.
Shekh looked into the distance and saw several dark fingers trying to pry open the crack in the door. There was a smell of earth and a faint stench of decay in the air.
Huang Yingzong and Lin Shu, who were at the back, were completely focused on how they should get out later.
Lost in thought, everyone noticed that the sound at the door had disappeared.
Yao Shu stepped onto the sixth-floor stairs, laboriously took out a bracelet from her prop backpack, put it on her wrist, and asked the person behind her, "Has that thing left?"
"I don't know... Hey, what are you doing?"
By the light of the candle in Huang Yingzong's hand, Qian Chang and Jiang Xiaowan behind him saw that Yao Shu was actually opening the red envelope.
Inside was a thick stack of ghost money; she took it all out and headed towards the wishing box on the sixth floor.
The space was too narrow; only three people could stand on the sixth floor. The rest of the people were scattered on the stairs on the fourth and fifth floors. Thanks to the hollow structure of the wooden tower, everyone could see Yao Shu's movements clearly.
She was like a puppet on strings, her fingers flying rapidly as she folded the joss paper into a heart shape, all while muttering incantations.
"Please help me, so that the person I like will like me back. I really want to be with him. I only signed up for this summer camp because he's here."
Yao Shu knelt on the ground, still folding paper money in her hands. Before long, several heart-shaped paper money piled up on the ground.
She threw the money into the box along with the unfolded bills, repeating obsessively and as if possessed, "I have to have him, I like him so much, why won't he be with me, what am I lacking compared to his girlfriend!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present turned their gaze to Huang Yingzong and Lin Shu.
As Sher held onto the stair railing, he recalled that in the game "My Deceased Wife," the surnames of Manager Zhang's father and Zhang Anguo were both pronounced the same.
Lin Shu and Yao Shu both have the character "shu" in their names. The fact that someone would ask where she is on a business trip shows that they are comparing her to others.
In this horror story, the only couple with a clear romantic relationship is Huang Lin and the fake couple. It seems that Yao Shu's character likes Huang Yingzong, and perhaps also has a little bit of jealousy towards Lin Shu.
As expected of a story featuring teenagers as protagonists, filled with love, hate, and a love triangle, it's a vibrant version of "Burning Winter."
As their gazes met, the two young girls looked at each other across the distance.
Lin Shu sneered, "You? What makes you think you can interfere in our relationship? Ah Zong won't like you."
Huang Azong, covered in goosebumps: ...
That's terrifying.
Isn't this a horror story? How come there's a melodramatic plot of two girls fighting over one boy? Is this supposed to be a campus romance story...?
Thinking about romance when life and death are at stake? Did the author write this plot with their feet?
"you……"
Huang Yingzong opened his mouth to try and change the plot, but found that he had no right to speak and could only watch.
I'm impressed.
It turns out his character is someone who doesn't take any action.
In front of him, Lin Shu pressed her chest, looking unwell, and gagged twice before giving Yao Shu a hard spit. "Don't even think about it, I'm pregnant with Ah Zong's child."
? ? ?
This time, Shi Jinzhe also looked over and noticed that Lin Shu's actions and expressions were just like those of a pregnant woman in a TV drama.
Yao Shu shouted angrily, "Don't try to fool me! You've already hit him! You don't deserve it at all. That was a life, Ah Zong's child!"
...That's even more outrageous.
Shi Jin frowned, their emotions running high, looking as if they were enemies.
Sher turned her head and wrote the word "miscarriage" in his palm as a loving reminder to her deaf and mute husband.
abortion?
Shi Jinzhe realized something was wrong.
Before this part of the story began, the three of them did not show any signs of knowing each other. Yao Shu, Huang Yingzong, and Lin Shu were complete strangers.
This angst-filled youth literature, about two women fighting over one man and aborting at a young age, came too suddenly. It felt like it was forcibly inserted, creating an extremely discordant reading experience.
"despair."
Shi Jinzhe suddenly looked up at the top of his head, where concentrated life energy was moving.
Shekh followed his gaze and looked up at the same time.
There were footprints on the roof, and the tiles clattered and clicked, making a very crisp sound.
Huang Yingzong was silenced by the plot, and Yao Lin and the other two were rehearsing in despair when they noticed footsteps. The three of them hoped that someone could come and explain what was going on with the noise outside.
Especially Yao Shu, who was making wishes by taking red envelopes and folding paper money for the dead, had planted flags all over herself. If any more danger came, her chances of survival would be slim.
"It's the thing that was waiting outside the door trying to get in."
Fu Guan observed the crescent moon embroidered on his clothes and used his intuition to identify the monster outside, informing everyone of this.
"Didn't someone just say... they couldn't get in?" Ye Zhan looked around, ready to cause trouble at any opportunity.
He excitedly shook his head from side to side, much like a ceramic ornament with a spring at the bottom of its neck, wobbling incessantly at the slightest touch.
"Sister, what's going on?"
Ye Zhan asked the question knowingly. The plot could limit him to being a well-behaved boy, and it could also limit Shekh. She couldn't hurt herself, so there was nothing to fear.
He still remembers how his scythe was shattered in the slander instance.
The earthy smell grew stronger with each step, and dust kept falling from the ceiling, which several people inhaled. Their throats were itching terribly, but they dared not cough, only swallowing repeatedly to relieve the urge.
Ye Zhan didn't care about others; he was focused on finding the monster's movements above him. After careful observation, he confirmed that there was more than one set of footsteps.
Holding his hand to the sky, he sarcastically remarked, "So the monster didn't come in; it turns out it was climbing the wall outside with the people inside."
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