Chapter 8 Clean Attic

Kuang Feifan and He Shaoqing's faces changed at the same time. They looked at each other and didn't have time to say anything. With bursts of laughter, countless dark green light masses emerged from the walls on both sides of the corridor and instantly reflected the surroundings into a miserable green. "cluck, hey hey hey" bursts of sharp laughter in the corridor. Inside, the laughter was mixed with intermittent sad roars and eye-catching whimpers.

The two of them were suddenly stimulated with cold sweat. They looked at the laughter, hissing and laughter getting closer and closer to them. In the blink of an eye, these sounds seemed to sound from their private bathroom.

"Damn, get out of here quickly." What's more, he pulled He Shaoqing's arm.

The two rushed out of the room and ran to the left corner of the corridor, but they immediately stopped, because there was nothing left, no corner, no window, only endless black.

"This...what is this?" Because the noise around him was too loud, He Shaoqing had to pull his neck and shout.

Kuang Feifan looked at it, turned his head to look back, and shouted, "Let's go. Go upstairs."

In fact, he didn't need to drink. He Shaoqing also realized that it was impossible to walk in the front corridor. The boundless black was swallowing them at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fortunately, the two had recovered a certain amount of physical strength at this time. They cheered up, took three steps and two steps, and rushed to the stairs leading to another floor without looking back.

He ran to the entrance of the stairs and flashed aside with extraordinary tacit understanding. He Shaoqing understood what he meant. The stairs were not wide, and it was impossible for them to go up side by side. He Shaoqing's physique was bigger than him. Only when he went up and knocked the door first could the two climb up smoothly.

Moreover, there is a reason why he wants to climb up. He estimates that the stairs should be the attic of a small building. If there is a skylight on it, he may be able to escape to the roof. Although he doesn't know whether he can escape to the roof and whether there is a way out of the roof, he will be swallowed up by the darkness behind him if he doesn't escape now, and he only Let's bet again.

He Shaoqing rushed to the door at the top of the stairs. First, he reached out and touched his neck, and then his face changed greatly. He began to pull out and turn over his whole body in a panic. He was stunned and hurriedly asked, "What's going on?"

"It's broken, the amulet on my neck." He Shaoqing said anxiously.

Bang Feifan immediately understood: "It turns out that you also have an amulet on you."

"Yes, it's the Jade Buddha left to me by my grandmother." He Shaoqing was sweating profusely.

Fang Feifan didn't hesitate. He raised his hand holding the pendant and said to him, "Don't worry about it. I'll pat it. You hit it quickly."

He Shaoqing knew that he really couldn't hesitate any more now. He took a look and said, "Okay, I'll count one, two or three."

"One, two, three..."

"Lin Bing..."

"bang" and "bang".

I don't know if it is the function of the pendant. The door was knocked open, and the two rushed in directly.

He Shaoqing rolled on the ground, turned over, half knelt down and put an attack pose for the door. Moreover, Feifan got up and turned around to close the door. When he put his hand on the door that had been broken by them, he was suddenly stunned.

He Shaoqing saw his stunned look and asked breathlessly, "What are you doing?" Whether it's closed or not, I don't think it's useful."

Cang Feifan raised his hand to stop his words, stared at the door for a while, and then turned his head to look at the attic environment they were in.

The area of the attic is not small. A wall is separated into the inside and outside, and the sloped roof extends from high to low from the door. Although the walls are also dilapidated and mottled, he immediately noticed that the whole attic is quite clean. There are no cobwebs in the corners, and there is only a thin layer of dust everywhere such as walls and floors. It seems that people clean it regularly. General.

Not only that, but there is also a more strange thing. Kuang Feifan turned his head and asked He Shaoqing, "Have you noticed that since we came in, the crying sounds just now seem to have become smaller?"

He Shaoqing shook his head, listened carefully, and nodded doubtfully: "Yes, it's getting smaller and smaller... No, listen, it's gone."

When they talked, the sound in the corridor downstairs did gradually disappear, and the silence returned to everywhere.

He Shaoqing slowly stood up, walked to the door and asked, "It seems that this place where we are staying now is not safe."

"Find the way." Kuang Feifan said and symbolically closed the door.

The two first stared at the skylight of the attic. After just looking at it, they gave up. Through the skylight, they not only saw the familiar white full moon, but also the thick iron railing with thumbs outside the window.

He Shaoqing sighed with some discouragement: "It seems that he is a dead end again."

Moreover, the extraordinary cat walked over and looked at it twice, and was also a little depressed. Neither of them had experienced anything wrong, and no one knew how to deal with it. Even if there was a "Mani stone" pendant around him, he didn't know how long this thing could take, or how long it could protect them.

He Shaoqing is slowly moving his body. Although the current situation is not optimistic, neither of them is the kind of person who is discouraged to die in danger, but will not give up until the last moment.

He Shaoqing touched his pocket while moving his body, sighed and said, "I just forgot to order it. I forgot to buy cigarettes when I went out of the bar."

Wang Feifan smiled: "Just in time, take this opportunity to quit."

He Shaoqing gave him a white look: "I'm not as perverted as you. Just stop it."

Wang Feifan shrugged his shoulders and wisely chose not to continue discussing the topic. He slowly walked into the inside. The attic was empty and there was no furniture left. It was simply clear at a glance. He Shaoqing didn't know what Kuang Feifan was looking around. He walked to the door, listened to the movement outside and improved it. The voice asked, "Hey, young master, what are you looking at? The sound outside seems to have disappeared. Why don't we go down and have a look again? At least I have to find my grandmother's amulet."

Only then did Feifan remember it. As he paced between them, he casually asked, "Do you think your grandmother's amulet protected you?"

Seeing that he had no intention of going downstairs, He Shaoqing shook his head helplessly, simply walked to the inner door, leaned against the wall and said, "Yes, you know, I'm different from you. At least you still have a skeptical of ghosts and gods, and I have never believed in this thing before. If the amulet hadn't been left by my grandmother Yes, I'm too lazy to wear it. Unexpectedly, it really blessed me, otherwise I would have been killed by the female ghost in red.

Moreover, Feifan smiled bitterly and said, "In fact, I didn't doubt it before. At that time, most of them were Xiaoru who often talked about those strange things in my ear. On the one hand, I followed her meaning, and on the other hand, I was also a little curious about those unexplainable things, but I may not believe it in my heart. Otherwise, I won't..."

He was speechless for a moment, and He Shaoqing laughed a few times. After many years of best friend, he did not say anything comforting, but stimulated: "This letter is deserved. What kind of personality is not suitable for peaceful breakup. Now you regret it. Go and admit your mistake tomorrow, say something nice, and get her back quickly. Speaking of which, I seem to have heard that she hasn't found another one yet.

Bang Feifan laughed a few times and didn't say anything. They intentionally or unintentionally ignored the situation in front of them, as if they could leave the small building soon. Moreover, Feifan kept walking to the wall step by step, and his heart moved. He Shaoqing looked at the way he carried his hands behind his back and said angrily and funnyly, "What are you doing? Are you wandering around? I said if it's time for us to go downstairs. This place looks quite safe now, but it can't hide for a while. If you stay there is no way out, you will die.

Bang Feifan nodded, shook his head again, and turned around and asked He Shaoqing, "Don't you feel strange? Since we entered this attic, there has been no movement outside, and the environment around us seems to be very quiet and normal."

He Shaoqing scratched the tip of his nose and curled the corners of his mouth and said, "Who knows what demon the female ghost came up with? Oh, by the way, there is also a small demonic child who pestered me for a while and almost let me hang up, but suddenly ran away and didn't know what to do.

After a little thought, he immediately understood that he was obviously the key caregiver of the female ghost in red and the big-headed monster baby. It seemed that the two had been appearing beside him, which invisibly relieved the pressure on He Shaoqing.

He asked He Shaoqing with a smile, "Then you still fainted in the bathtub?"

"Uh..." He Shaoqing directly ignored the mocking in his tone and said helplessly, "I can't help it. I escaped to the end and was slapped by the little boy. I really couldn't stand it before I fainted. I thought I was dead."

As he said, he pulled off his clothes, exposed a small pale cyan fingerprint at his shoulder, and continued, "That thing is really powerful. This slap is really cold and painful. I really want to die with a slap."

Moreover, when he thought of the slap he received, it didn't seem to be as exaggerated as he described, but it was enough for him to bear it. At this time, He Shaoqing was really impatient and asked, "What's the matter, don't you leave?"

Moreover, Feifan raised his hand and looked up around and said, "I'm a little strange. When I was outside, I looked at it. The area between inside and outside should be equal, but I just measured it with steps and found that the area inside was a circle smaller than the outside."

He Shaoqing blinked and spread his hands inexplicably: "What do you mean? Make it clear."

Kuang Fei thought for a moment: "I don't know. It's just a feeling that nothing has happened since we entered the attic, as if the two ghosts below are very afraid to enter here."

"No way..." He Shaoqing didn't believe it.

Huang Feifan reluctantly smiled: "I also feel that this attic is really different from the environment downstairs. Don't you think it's too clean?"