Chapter 770 New Information

"you……"

I really didn't want to listen to her whining, so I slashed out with the knife.

"Ouch!"

The sharp ghost roar instantly stung my eardrums. I just felt it was noisy and had no sympathy at all.

Xia Min was lying on the ground, but there was not much pain on her face.

Her ears were already blocked with realgar, so this ghostly roar could not do any harm to her.

A long time passed before she got up from the ground. Her first reaction was to pick up the mobile phone on the ground.

I smiled and put the knife away: "Go be a good boy in your next life."

"Huh? What does that mean?"

"I have just crawled out of hell. What I care about most is money. If you don't do good things, you will waste your money."

Everything that just happened was visible to everyone in the live broadcast room.

Xia Min pointed at the screen and exclaimed: "It's over 100,000!"

"What one hundred thousand?"

"The number of people in the live broadcast room!"

Tsk.

There are really not a few people who don't mind watching the excitement.

I took a closer look and saw that there were all kinds of things on the barrage.

"Jesus protects the body, don't look for me at night."

"Heavenly officials give blessings, and there are no taboos."

…

Just then, the screen flashed again.

Xiao Min turned to look at me: "He sent another message."

Needless to say, the person Xiao Min was talking about was the mysterious man.

I took a closer look, and there were only a few words on it: Go to the second floor.

"Second floor?"

I muttered and couldn't help but raise my head and look at the dark ceiling.

At this time, Xiao Min had stood up and leaned into my ear: "Is that old lady just now dead?"

"Then you want her to follow you all the time?"

Xia Min pursed her lips and lowered her head: "Yeah."

No fucking words!

Xia Min picked up the phone on the ground again, picked up the flashlight in one hand, and pointed it towards the second floor.

I checked carefully and found that there were 13 steps leading to the second floor.

At the end of the steps is a rusty iron fence.

I walked at the front to explore the path, stretched out my hand, and found that the iron fence had been welded shut.

There's no way it can go up at all.

Xiao Min patted me from behind and glanced at the screen.

The mysterious man issued another order.

He asked us to go upstairs at a pace of three steps forward and one step backward.

This request sounds both childish and weird.

Xia Min held the phone in one hand and started to move on her feet.

As I moved with her, I suddenly felt like a psychopath.

Xia Min and I walked in lockstep, going up and down the stairs.

After a while, I suddenly felt something changed before my eyes.

When I looked up, the railing in front of me had disappeared, replaced by a long staircase.

The sudden change caused Xia Min to stop immediately and stare into her almond-shaped eyes: "Are you trying to beat the wall again?"

There was another stir in the live broadcast room.

However, this time everyone is speculating on the identity of the mysterious man.

He is like an invisible big hand, always controlling everything, and all deductions are within the scope of his calculations.

And Xiao Min and I are the dolls he controls!

There was no sound from the stairs in front of me, and I stared at it for a long time.

"It shouldn't be a ghost hitting the wall."

I took out a bottle of mineral water from my bag and drank a few sips: "Ghosts generally don't appear in a straight line when hitting a wall."

I turned to look at Xia Min: "Give me the flashlight, and you walk in front of me."

In this way, Xia Min's whole person is within my control. If there is an emergency, I can take care of everything.

However, when I raised my hand to shine the flashlight forward, Xia Min suddenly stopped.

"Turn on the flashlight."

"I'm on."

We both lowered our heads and looked at the flashlight. The brightness was indeed adjusted to the maximum.

But the front was still dark, as if something had swallowed up the light.

This flashlight is specially designed for outdoor use, with a brightness of at least 1,000 lumens and an exaggerated visibility of 100 meters.

But even with such a powerful flashlight, the light in front of the stairs was pitifully weak, leaving only a light the size of a plate.

I looked back and felt a chill in my heart.

The road behind them was gone, replaced by the same stairs.

You can't see the head, and you can't see the tail.

Intuitively, I think we are stuck in the middle.

Xia Min took a step back, her back pressed against my chest: "Are we still going forward?"