Yuan Qingli suddenly remembered that when she got on the elevator, the elevator door suddenly opened automatically the moment after it closed. She thought it was a sensing error, but now that she thought about it, a ghost must have come in.
Just as he was thinking about it, the other party was almost touching Yuan Qingli's nose, with a serious and sinister expression: "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Welcome to Yihongyuan. I live in 1304, come and play with me~"
After saying that, it floated to the side and gradually became transparent. However, if you look carefully, you can still see a shadow.
Is this your neighbor who lives next door?
Asking yourself to come and play openly?
In a place like Yihongyuan, the word "play" is really very meaningful.
If your tone was more charming and enchanting, maybe I would actually go play.
It's a pity that I can't play with these gloomy words even if I want to.
Yuan Qingli's eyes were not squinting, and her heart was pounding.
"Ding." When we arrived at the 12th floor, another vague figure floated in.
It seems that this place is inseparable from ghosts...
The figure who just came in reached out and pressed 18. When he saw the word 13, the blurry figure actually trembled.
Yuan Qingli frowned.
"Ding——" The 13th floor has arrived.
The figure coming in from behind unconsciously leaned against the innermost wall. There was a distortion in the air, and the ghost who greeted Yuan Qingli had obviously walked out of the door.
Yuan Qingli stepped out of the elevator, and a musty smell quietly penetrated her nostrils. It was the smell of dust that had not been cleaned for many years mixed with the smell of sweat, and had fermented in a closed space.
The corridor in front of me is, to be precise, more like a cave.
Large particles of dust were visible to the naked eye in the air, and on the ceiling of the corridor, a hazy red light mixed with greenery poured down from above.
Yuan Qingli was a little sluggish. The green plants on both sides had grown to the ceiling. Sure enough, they had not been cleaned for many years.
Lifting his feet and lowering them, there was a dull low sound. Yuan Qingli lowered his head, dust was flying and raging around his feet.
This is at least twenty years of savings, right?
The elevator door behind him slowly closed, and through the narrow gap, Yuan Qingli saw a hint of fear on the ghost's face!
I was thinking about whether I had missed any clues. A message suddenly flashed in front of me: [It’s half an hour away. The kind-hearted system prompts that the prop you are looking for is here. 】
A yellow light flashed in front of me. According to preliminary estimates, this prop should be on the 18th floor.
The first thing to do when staying in a hotel is to look for the fire escape map. This is a good habit of Yuan Qingli.
The moment the light faded, Yuan Qingli suddenly felt palpitations in her heart, and the three Yihongyuan rules echoed in her ears.
"It is prohibited to go to the thirteenth floor of the hotel."
The rules prohibit going to the 13th floor of the hotel. Not only does she have to enter, but she also has to live in it. How does this count?
At this time, the air in the closed passage suddenly became distorted. The window that originally saw the camera shifted a few points, and only half of it fell into the eyes.
The temperature in the passage suddenly dropped, and Yuan Qingli felt goosebumps all over her body. A cold wind blew slowly from behind her earlobes.
Yuan Qingli resisted the thought of turning back. His eyes quickly scanned the wall next to the elevator, and his eyes moved.
There is a utility room with a crack, 1301, 1302, 1303, 1304...
Soon she found the direction of 1305.
Room 1305 is near the end of the corridor, so it's almost as if it's behind him.
Yuan Qingli held her breath, made a fist with her right hand, and suddenly turned around. With a roar, she immediately controlled her facial muscles and put on a gentle and bright smile: "Hello."
There is no living thing in sight. However, the faint cold wind was still behind my ears and did not leave.
Taking a step forward, raising smoke and dust, Yuan Qingli quickly ran to her room and swiped her card to enter.
The moment the door closed, a few pairs of red dots appeared in the dark red corridor. After looking at Yuan Qingli, they disappeared.
Yuan Qingli breathed a sigh of relief because of the environment inside the house. If it were the same as outside, she would have skipped the quilt and slept directly covered with decades of dust.
Just as he was about to lift his foot, pain came from his ankle.
Yuan Qingli felt something bad in her heart. It was a hard, cold touch that was tightly latching onto her ankle.
