Gu Mian skillfully took out the wrist-thick instrument from the guitar bag behind her.
In this cold world where all players have inventory, only this gorgeous guitar bag can bring a little warmth to Gu Mian.
He first turned on the flashlight and looked around.
Logically speaking, although it is now eight o'clock in the evening, it is not to the point where I can't see my fingers.
Unless they were sent somewhere without windows, like a sealed warehouse?
At this time, the flashlight light had illuminated the surroundings, and Gu Mian looked around.
This is indeed a place where birds can't poop - at least in Gu Mian's eyes.
"By the way... this is a closed warehouse, right?" Gu Mian held a flashlight in one hand and walked around in circles, talking to himself.
This is an empty room, with no windows on the four walls, so no light shines in from the outside.
Naturally, there is no problem of birds flying in to poop.
Not to mention birds and shit, even other players don’t know where they are.
Gu Mian strongly suspected that she was not in the same place as the others.
This room is square, about fifty or sixty square meters, and looks about the same size as their classroom.
Probably because it was inaccessible, Gu Mian just turned around in a circle and stirred up a large amount of dust.
He looked down at the ground.
The dust on the ground has accumulated a thick layer, reflecting a white light under the flashlight.
If someone walks over it, it will leave obvious traces.
There was nothing else in this room except the walls, no, and the door that looked like it was in disrepair.
The door, which was almost covered with dust, was half open. Gu Mian threw the flashlight over there. Music could also tell that it was once a light yellow door, which should be the same color as their classroom door.
The air here didn't smell fresh. It was filled with a musty smell. Gu Mian felt that her nose might be very aggrieved.
"There's nothing I can do if I stay here forever," Gu Mian muttered to himself as he raised his feet, "You have to figure out what kind of ghost place this is first... maybe you can meet a ghost or something when you go out for a walk?"
At this moment, Gu Mian suddenly felt like there was something above her head, staring closely at her.
What the hell?
He looked up.
I only saw the outline of a face that had not had time to disappear, but within two seconds, the outline of this face completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
"Is someone spying on me?" Gu Mian turned back and glanced at the door, "That's right, it's normal for a handsome and handsome person like me to be spied on."
He muttered to himself as he walked toward the door, and flicked the light switch on the wall. As expected, nothing happened to the light above his head.
Gu Mian continued to walk towards the door.
Gu Mian was very careful when passing the half-open door, so as not to touch the dust covering the old door.
Walking out of the door, he finally saw the scene outside.
It's a straight corridor.
The strange thing is that there are no windows in this corridor, so Gu Mian cannot judge the general environment she is in.
If it weren't for the modern-looking door behind him, Gu Mian would have thought that he had been transported into the resting place of his ancestors.
He tried a few more steps along the corridor.
There are rooms at both ends of this corridor, somewhat like a corridor in a hotel.
Some of the doors to these rooms are partially open, while others are simply closed.
Gu Mian didn't intend to push through the closed rooms to see what treasures were inside. He walked straight in a certain direction.
Because he saw what seemed to be a door at the end of the flashlight's light.
A door standing in the hallway.
Maybe you can find something by going through that door, maybe a clue about the identity of other people, or maybe you just meet a ghost.
Gu Mian was very fast and immediately reached the corridor door.
I saw that this door was almost covered by dust, and some of it had accumulated in the chain holes.
Not to mention that Gu Mian didn't have a key. Even if he had a key, he might not be able to open the door in front of him.
Presumably those 'treasures' accumulated in the keyhole will become resistance to the key.
This is a locked door, and Gu Mian doesn't have the key...
But this trivial matter cannot stop him.
"Although there is no key..." Gu Mian said to herself as she reached for the guitar bag behind her, "but we have other ways to unlock the door. Don't firefighters often do this like me when they save people? "
He quickly put the flashlight in his mouth, put down his guitar bag, and unzipped it.
Under the illumination of the flashlight, the guitar in the bag shone brightly.
"This shouldn't be considered destroying the copy, right?" Gu Mian muttered quietly as he raised the weapon in his hand and turned on the chainsaw.
In an instant, the sound of the motorcycle starting spread throughout the corridor.
And just as he was holding the thing in his hand, he was carefully cutting the weak door in front of him.
A voice suddenly sounded from the other side of the door and reached Gu Mian's ears - "It's a chainsaw, there's a ghost! Run!"
That was Li Yibai's voice. He seemed to be shouting to someone, and then ran further and further away.
His voice was very frightening, as if he had encountered a ghost.
Hearing Li Yibai's voice, Gu Mian, who was holding a flashlight, stopped silently: "Does my chainsaw look like a ghost?"
It seemed that if he continued to saw the door, he might cause irreversible psychological damage to Li Yibai over there, and his identity would also be questioned - normal people would not put a chainsaw in their guitar bag.
Just when he was considering whether to continue his attack, he suddenly noticed the sound of electricity coming from above his head.
It was as if an aging wire could no longer hold its own, making a decaying sound wantonly.
He reached out and took off the flashlight from his mouth, shining it upward.
I saw something else appearing on the ceiling that was no longer pure and white...
It's a series of bloody footprints.
It spread along the ceiling and deep into the corridor.
Gu Mian looked back along the series of footprints.
And just when he raised his head, the electric light above his head suddenly turned on, and the entire corridor was as bright as daytime.
Gu Mian's eyes flashed and she lowered her head subconsciously.
And just when he lowered his head, he noticed from the corner of his eye that there seemed to be a person standing at the deepest part of the corridor.
Just as he was about to take a closer look, the light above his head went out again.
The surroundings fell into darkness, and that person was also plunged into darkness.
Because his eyes had been ravaged by the bright light just now, the weak light from the flashlight in Gu Mian's hand was almost useless.
But while Gu Mian was still adjusting to the darkness, the light in the entire corridor suddenly turned on again.
This time Gu Mian saw it.
There is indeed a human figure standing deep in the corridor. His face cannot be seen clearly. The only thing that can be seen is...
It seemed to be getting closer.
