Bai Mao rubbed his nose awkwardly.
The reason he found it novel was that, having grown up with a silver spoon in his mouth, he had never seen the lives of ordinary people.
To him, a two-bedroom house was too narrow and small. His nanny didn't even live in such a small house. He didn't expect a family of five to live in this house.
Jiang Yao was stopped by the iron gate of the corridor as he was about to go downstairs.
The iron door was hung with long black and red ropes, and the ground was covered with a layer of blood that had dried. You could smell a fishy smell from a close distance.
"There is a piece of paper posted here." Bai Mao pointed to the white paper next to the corridor door.
It says 'The Wang family is happy and bothers the neighbors'.
The corridor door doesn't open until eight o'clock.
Each staircase is covered with a bright red wedding carpet. Through the gap in the iron door, you can see incense candles and uncooked rice placed in the corner of the corridor.
The uncooked rice was mixed with incense ash, and a short and a long piece of burning incense was inserted into the bowl.
Living people are most taboo about burning incense, one long and one short, but the opposite is true for dead people.
Jiang Yao knew at a glance that the raw rice was not for human beings, but for dead people.
The blood-soaked red carpet stretched all the way to the fifth floor.
It seems that 'Wang' is the surname of the family on the fifth floor.
pregnant? Is it a wedding or a birthday party?
It soon arrived at eight o'clock sharp.
The old man in charge of the first floor came to the fourth floor with slow and staggering steps. After opening the corridor door, he gave them instructions.
"We are getting married on the fifth floor these days. The corridor door will be open tonight. There will be a banquet on the first floor at midnight. Remember to come and eat when you get there."
After saying that, he wandered away again.
As soon as they left, Bai Mao rubbed his bristled arms and whispered, "Who would normally get married in the middle of the night?"
Marriage pays attention to the auspicious days of the zodiac. The bride is picked up in the morning, married at noon, and the ceremony is completed in the afternoon.
Where do you get married in the middle of the night?
Jiang Yao stepped out of the corridor and said to him: "Be careful not to trip over the bowl in the corner."
Hearing this, Bai Mao glanced at the porcelain bowl placed at his feet.
The bowl was filled with uncooked rice, burning incense ashes slid into the bowl, and the smell of burning incense lingered in the stairwell.
In this regard, he was never stubborn and obediently avoided the bowls.
Come to the third floor.
Several players have already taken pictures in the '308' room.
Take one photo every day, that’s seven in seven days. The game can be cleared once the shooting is completed, and many players do not dare to be lazy, thinking that the sooner they finish shooting, the safer their situation will be.
Two players died last night.
They all lived in room '307'. The door was ajar and blood spattered into the corridor. The old man in charge was mopping the blood on the floor with a mop.
Jiang Yao said: "You stay here first."
After saying this, she walked towards the old man in charge.
The white-haired man who stayed there had his eyes narrowed. He hadn't eaten breakfast, and his already hungry stomach was cramping. He watched her back in panic as she walked away.
No other player dared to go to room '307', but she was different.
Bai Mao didn't have a heart attack, but he was frightened into having a heart attack.
Jiang Yao stopped next to the old man in charge, and while he was carrying water, he picked up the mop placed on the wall and started mopping the floor.
When the old man in charge came out, he saw this scene and came over to snatch the mop from her hand.
"Grandpa, you are not in good health. Let me help you." She avoided his hand with worried eyes.
The wrinkled face of the old man in charge was stunned for a moment, then he quickly calmed down and said coldly: "I won't tell you anything if you help me."
Just like his own granddaughter, Jiang Yao smiled innocently and said, "I know."
As he said that, he buried his head and mopped the ground seriously.
In less than half an hour, she had dragged this small area of the corridor clean.
The room had not been cleaned of corpses, and blood was spattered everywhere. Close to the door, the nauseating smell of blood poured into the nose like a flood.
After mopping the floor, she helped pour out the blood in the bucket before returning the mop to the old man.
The old man handed her a key and said, "Give it back to me after reading."
After saying that, he left with the bucket.
And this key is exactly the key in room '307'.
Jiang Yao stepped on the slippery floor and stepped into the house.
The two players died in an extremely tragic manner. Their bodies were torn to pieces like rags, pieces of meat were scattered everywhere, and there was a huge amount of bleeding. The blood soaked the wooden floor, and the blood spread all the way from the bedroom to the living room.
This house, like the house number '404', is not loved by players. The two players who lived here were probably more afraid of the fifth floor, so they chose room '307', which was only separated by a wall from the room where the massacre occurred.
Every window was closed, and they would never have opened it last night.
Otherwise, if you hear strange noises coming from the ceiling and door next door at night, please pretend not to hear them. 'Please don't go to {308} room at night! 'They may violate these two rules.
Jiang Yao looked at the corpses scattered on the ground and looked thoughtful for a few seconds.
The strange thing is that the corpse contains only bones, skin and flesh, but no internal organs.
It was as if the internal organs had been stolen.
'Tuk Tuk'
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Jiang Yao put away his thoughts and walked to the door. When he opened the door, he saw Bai Mao standing outside the door worriedly.
"Are you okay?" The players who went to '308' to take pictures all left one after another, but she still didn't come out of '307'. The more Bai Mao thought about it, the more frightened he became. He was afraid that she would die and couldn't help it. Come knock on the door.
With his temperament, knocking on the door must have exhausted all his courage.
Jiang Yao's figure blocked his view of the inside, raised his foot and walked out of the door, locked the door with the key, and then answered.
"It's okay, let's go to '308' to shoot first."
Bai Mao breathed a sigh of relief, wondering whether he was convincing himself or her: "I don't care about you, I'm just afraid that if you die, no one will protect me."
Jiang Yao ignored his arrogant words.
There are no other players in room '308'. Every room in this apartment has the same apartment type, with two bedrooms and one living room. But compared to the house they live in, this '308' feels more like home.
The wooden floor was swept and polished as if it had been waxed, and there was an Eight Immortals table and four chairs outside the kitchen. The wooden shelves beside the wall store objects, the sofa is covered with a red gauze carpet, and a few strings of tassels dangle along the corners.
In front of the coffee table is an old-style TV, which is also covered with a layer of red cloth.
There was a calendar taped to the wall, and a few rays of red light came out of the dim light of the bedroom inside. Jiang Yao walked over and stopped at the door.
There are three black and white portraits hanging on the wall of the master bedroom, two old people and one middle-aged man.
As soon as you step into the bedroom, you feel a sense of voyeurism.
The three portraits were all smiling. They were obviously smiling normally, but the more they looked at them, the more creepy they felt, as if their eyes were moving.
Baimao didn't dare to enter the master bedroom and only dared to stay in the living room.
He didn't dare to look left or right, and stood obediently by the coffee table. After waiting for a few minutes, he saw that she was not moving and wanted to give her a few words of encouragement.
'Knock, knock...'
There was a sudden strange sound above his head, and Bai Mao's back stiffened. He thought he heard wrongly, but through the darkened glass screen of the TV set in front, he could clearly see a corpse hanging above his head.
And that 'knock-knock' sound was caused by hitting the head against the lamp.
