Bang bang bang——!
Bang bang bang bang bang –!
Day three at the apartment.
The wooden door of Room 201 was knocked loudly in the early morning.
A person and a ghost standing in the center of the living room looked at each other in tacit understanding when the knock on the door rang. They both knew in their hearts that this was a key point.
Anxi changed this morning's exercise to military boxing.
She punched with her hands, keeping her eyes on the old lady, and her ears were perked up, ready to hear what the old lady would say.
The old lady's expression was dark and unclear, with calculation written all over her face.
Looking into each other's eyes, victory or defeat only happens in an instant!
"You keep dancing..."
"I'll open the door!"
Anxi reacted very quickly and knew the old lady's intention as soon as she said a few words. She quickly ran to the door and opened it.
The old lady behind her was so angry that she lost her smile. She stared gloomily at Anxi's back, as if she was trying to make two holes.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
As soon as the door was opened, a thin figure rushed into Anxi's arms. She grabbed Anxi's clothes and couldn't help crying: "Help me, help me, my spirit value..."
"Are you from... 301?"
An Qian looked at the crying girl in her arms, then turned to look at Chu Qingyan who was approaching the door.
"What's wrong?" Chu Qingyan asked aloud.
Ji Yao raised her head, tears streaming uncontrollably, her collar soaked with tears: "I violated the identity requirements, and two-thirds of my mental value was deducted..."
"Two thirds?!" An Qian was surprised.
"Yes...I...ah——!! Don't come over, don't come over!!"
Ji Yao wanted to say something else.
But she was caught off guard, and a hand reached out from behind and clasped her shoulder tightly.
"Let's go! Come with me!"
It's the bespectacled man in Room 202. The skin all over his body is swollen and filled with air. Even his eyes are bulging outwards, and his fingers are like lotus roots.
Behind him, the door of 202 was only opened a crack again, and the eyes like dead fish were staring at Ji Yaojiao's beautiful figure this time, scanning up and down.
His mouth opened and closed, showing a lewd smile and saying: "Hey... my good nephew... you still know how much you feel sorry for your uncle..."
"Let's go!!"
The man with eyes dragged Ji Yao towards 202.
His mental value is close to 0. If he continues to fail to meet his uncle's requirements, he will only be punished by failing the copy.
Even if he knew that the men and women in 201 would torture him, he couldn't wait any longer.
"Don't touch me! Don't touch me! Brother Qingyan! Save me!!"
Ji Yao shouted in horror and asked Chu Qingyan for help.
When the man with glasses heard Ji Yao's plea for help, he grabbed her hair and shouted like crazy: "What's your name as a woman! How much money do you think you are worth, just pretending here...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !”
The man with the eyes was hit with a bowl-sized wound on his face, and blood immediately flowed down, staining his entire face red.
"You and your uncle are really a family. You are all so shameless. You are quite good at distributing this copy."
An Qian casually pulled a piece of cloth and wiped the bloody flashlight, kicked away the man with glasses who was still yelling, and pulled Ji Yao into the house.
At the same time, another noise broke out at the stairwell on the second floor.
"Fuck! Didn't you hear me when I told you not to touch me!"
"Wife! Wife! What are you doing! I know I was wrong! Please forgive me! Please forgive me this time!!"
"roll!"
Such a nonsensical and confusing quarrel.
After hearing this, Anxi could only say that the world is full of wonders.
The man with glasses was screaming, Ji Yao was still crying because she was worried about her mental health, and there was a young couple quarreling at the stairs.
The entrance to room 201 is even more lively than the vegetable market. This random copy is really tormenting one's spirit.
Thinking of this, Anxi looked up and looked in the direction of the fourth floor: "I don't know if I can ask for information related to the secret of the apartment today."
"I'll lend you this."
Chu Qingyan, who had been observing silently, suddenly took out his toy gun and stuffed it into An Qian's arms.
Before Anxi could ask what was going on.
Chu Qingyan then continued: "Go to the fourth floor and if you can't find out anything, you will be tortured to extract a confession."
"This idea... is quite a good one."
An Qian thought about the feasibility of Chu Qingyan's suggestion, nodded and took the toy gun into her hand.
[Props obtained: shell-throwing m1911 toy gun—graffiti model (high configuration)]
[Shell-throwing m1911 toy gun—Graffiti model (high configuration):
The toy gun is at the forefront of fashion trends. With it, you will be a peerless hero and the king of trends in children's hearts! Has a seductive effect on people under ten years old or ghosts
The bullets fired by this item have extremely strong penetrating power, but the accuracy changes with the user's ability. (Bullets can be reused, please remember to recycle them after use)]
"It sounds pretty powerful. Is it your initial prop?"
Anxi gestured at the toy gun. It has a certain weight and is very finely made. The price in the original world should not be cheap.
"Um."
Anxi: "I didn't expect you to have such a hobby."
Chu Qingyan glanced at An Qian and replied, "Bought for my sister's child."
"I see."
Anxi put the toy gun on her belt and walked up to the fourth floor.
The windows on the fourth floor let in the wind, and when the wind blew, the charcoal-black wood branches outside the building creaked, and the sound of the wind sounded like the shrill wail of a dying beast.
Anxi stood at the door of 401.
I couldn't say I was nervous, I just felt that things were developing too strangely.
Obviously the ghosts here look vulnerable, but they have indestructible bones, and there are obvious differences between the woman in 401 and the other residents.
"Knock knock."
As soon as Anxi knocked on the door, the door was opened.
The woman in 401 lowered her head. In the room behind her, several human skins were lined up and sitting on the sofa, looking particularly peaceful.
"What's the matter?"
The woman's voice was cold and her body was filled with chill. She turned her head slightly, looked at the stairs and listened to the noise coming from the second floor: "What's the noise down there?"
"The man in No. 202 is harassing the girl in No. 301, and the man in No. 102 is begging his girlfriend for forgiveness." Anxi briefly described what was happening downstairs.
Unexpectedly, after hearing the answer, the woman suddenly burst out with a frightening chill, and the human skin behind her became restless due to her violent mood swings.
The human skin waved its arms like two sleeves and gathered together, tearing open the skin of the mouth to form a hollow, screaming silently, looking extremely painful and angry, and at the same time extremely helpless.
Such a scene is not a good sign.
An Qian asked quickly: "Do you think they are noisy? How about you tell me how to kill them, and I can help you solve it?"
"die?"
The woman in 401's eyes widened when she heard these words. She stared at Anxi closely, and her voice trembled as if soaked in endless despair and shouted:
"You can't die! No one can die!"
