"quick!"
Several people ran all the way into Building 7 of Milin Community and waited in the lobby for the elevator to slowly go down.
They didn't know how long the ghost weapon could restrain the evil spirit.
But certainly not for long.
At the moment, they can only return to Apartment 1043, Building 7, as quickly as possible!
Feng Wanming, who had just escaped death, stood at the entrance of the elevator, looking at the decreasing red numbers, his heart almost jumped out of his throat.
"Quick, quick!!"
He was roaring crazily in his heart, and from time to time he would look back at the pouring rain outside the apartment building, fearing that some strange figure would suddenly appear there.
Finally, the elevator reached the first floor.
They hurriedly walked in and pressed the "10" button.
The elevator started to go up, and it wasn't until the number 3 turned into the number 4 that the four people in the elevator breathed a sigh of relief.
If Bai Xiaoxiao's previous speculation was correct, then they should be safe now.
I dare not go to floors above the 3rd floor.
As they arrived at the tenth floor, the elevator door opened. Bai Xiaoxiao took out the bunch of keys, tried a few times, and then opened the door to Apartment 1043, and then everyone walked in directly.
boom!
Feng Wanming, who was the last to enter, closed the door, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said:
"God bless, it's finally safe..."
"Brother Qiushui, Uncle Yan, thank you so much just now!"
He thanked the two of them with a grateful expression, but Ning Qiushui took out the coin and handed it to him:
"Hold it, this is your lucky coin."
Feng Wanming took the coin from Ning Qiu's hand and put it gratefully into his pocket.
Ning Qiushui came to the sofa in the living room and sat down. Suddenly she thought of something and smelled the finger that had just grabbed the coin.
No taste.
Coins generally don't retain much flavor.
But this did not dispel Ning Qiushui's doubts.
Because in the cargo rack of the car, there were only one-dollar coins, and no other banknotes or coins of other values.
These coins were not available when they bought the car. It was only later when they took over the shift with Wen Xue's group that coins appeared in the car.
It feels weird.
These coins don't look like change for staggering, but they look like they were made on purpose.
He took a sip of water and turned his head to look at Liangyan sitting next to him.
Liangyan also had a coin in his hand, which he took when he got out of the car just now.
He was carefully observing the coin at the moment, his eyes were lost in thought, and he was also thinking about something.
"Hey, Uncle Yan, what are you looking at?"
Feng Wanming came over at this time and asked casually.
Liangyan raised his eyes and glanced at him, suddenly smiled, tossed up the coin in his hand, then caught it in his palm, and smiled at him:
“Guess whether it’s the word ‘positive’ or the flower ‘reverse’?”
Feng Wanming chuckled and said:
"Character."
Liangyan spread his hands.
"Wrong, it's a flower."
His tone suddenly took on an inexplicable meaning.
Of course Feng Wanming didn't hear it, but Ning Qiushui next to him was staring straight at the coin Liangyan put in his hand.
"Qiu Shui, do you see anything?"
Good advice asked.
Ning Qiushui shook her head, her tone a bit strange and solemn.
"...Those coins left in the car have no function, so it seems that they were not left there intentionally. Instead, it seems that some people exchanged many one-yuan coins before, but did not take them all away in the end. These coins were randomly A few discarded ones.”
"But... why do you need to change so many one-yuan coins?"
He really couldn't quite figure it out.
Liang Yan saw Ning Qiushui frowning and thinking, so he didn't bother him anymore and put the coin on the coffee table.
The suit is facing up.
I don't know why, whether it is Feng Wanming or Bai Xiaoxiao, they always feel that this scene seems familiar.
It's like they're still in that car and someone's still tossing the coin.
It's just that they become the people in the mirror.
And the coin that was thrown into the air... was tails up.
…
Night falls quickly.
After a few people simply washed up in the apartment, Bai Xiaoxiao went directly to the living room to dry her hair.
The noisy whining sound actually gave everyone a sense of peace.
"Tonight we will keep vigil in groups. The sofa here can be flattened and everyone can sleep in the living room."
"Two people are keeping vigil, two people are sleeping. Qiu Shui has shared the authority of the only ghost weapon on his body. The ghost's "hand" skill has been activated before. In the next 20 hours, the ghost weapons on us will not Stolen by it.”
"If that ghost shows up again, we'll at least have a chance to escape."
Good advice soon divided up the night watch shifts.
"Uncle Yan, someone in the group is asking us how our situation is?"
"Should I reply?"
Feng Wanming was relatively sensible and did not make blind decisions on his own. He asked for good advice beforehand.
"If we don't reply, we won't reply to all their messages from now on. Don't answer their calls or hang up. Just pretend we're dead."
Feng Wanming nodded.
"Okay, listen to Uncle Yan."
Liangyan said to the other two people:
"Qiu Shui, Xiaoxiao, you guys stay up half the night."
"We will take over at 3 o'clock in the morning."
The two agreed.
After doing this, Liangyan and Feng Wanming went to the sofa next to them, put on eye masks and went to sleep.
It’s not so much sleeping, but actually just closing your eyes and resting.
Ning Qiushui and Bai Xiaoxiao sat together, but neither of them spoke.
Speaking rashly will disturb the rest of the other two people.
But as the night progressed, Ning Qiushui soon noticed an inexplicable sense of voyeurism.
Ning Qiushui has always been very keen on this feeling.
After all, that's what he does.
Sense of murderous intent is one of the abilities that needs the most training.
Ning Qiushui felt something was wrong, so she looked around.
This kind of peeking doesn't look like it's coming from a ghost.
Because there was no obvious chill on his body.
But Ning Qiushui did not relax, and soon he found a pinhole camera in a corner of the room.
This camera... is actually hidden in the socket next to the TV cabinet!
And the direction it is aimed at is also the living room!
"Is someone watching this room?"
Ning Qiushui squinted her eyes.
Bai Xiaoxiao on the side also noticed the situation on Ning Qiushui's side. She immediately found some paper and stuffed them into the hole of the socket.
"Could it be related to Wen Xue and the others?"
Bai Xiaoxiao's voice was heavy.
Ning Qiushui hesitated for a while and nodded.
"Probably."
The two of them were filled with doubts.
A bunch of weird one dollar coins...
A pinhole camera…
Is there any necessary connection between the two?
Those guys...what do they want to do?
PS: 3 updates today, late, sorry.
Because I’m tired, I really don’t want to write.
Will try to be as early as possible tomorrow.
