Chapter 40 Come upstairs
In Bishuiwan Manor, the lights are bright, from the ornate crystal lamps on the ceiling of the hall, to the dim and ambiguous ambient lights in the restaurant, to every light in the garden and the edges of the building. The street lights are always on without exception. The dazzling lights once blinded people.
Horror movies often like to use dark and closed scenes to exaggerate the dangerous atmosphere, and Feng Yushu was walking in a bright and spacious hall at the moment. When he turned his head, he could see the stone pillars and statues outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Empty, bright and quiet.
Occasionally there is a corpse leaning against the wall, or falling on the ground. There are no traces of blood or fighting on the dead body. It looks like a puppet that has lost power, with its limbs twisted into weird shapes and motionless.
Feng Yushu held onto the wall, carefully walked around the scattered corpses, and walked along the steps to the second floor.
Some of the bodies lying in the halls and corridors were wearing work clothes. They were the gardeners and cleaners responsible for daily maintenance in the manor. There were also the decorators and decorators who stayed here to make the final fine-tuning before the manor was opened. Civil engineering brother safety officer.
Some of the corpses were wearing pajamas. They were senior executives and employees of the New Home Group. They came here with the company on a business trip. Together with the Bai Fugui family, they became the first batch of Bishuiwan Manor before it was truly opened to the outside world. Guests.
Now they are all dead here.
In the silent night, suppressed cries and hysterical screams occasionally came from time to time. The passing of each life meant that the time left for Feng Yushu became more urgent, like the ominous bell that urged his life. The pace behind her was driving her faster and faster.
Feng Yushu ran across the soft burgundy carpet with bare feet and quickly walked up to the second floor of the manor.
"Huh?" Ning Zhe stood on her shoulder and tilted his head.
Bishuiwan Manor is very large, and there are many rooms in this European-style castle. Among the bright rooms that emit light, there is the only closed room that is very conspicuously interspersed. light room.
In the magnificent bright manor, this only touch of darkness is the most eye-catching.
"It's... Ah Zhi, that's her room." Feng Yushu suddenly became excited, and the steps of his legs couldn't help but become faster.
Ning Zhe frowned, protected Feng Yushu in front of him, and followed her to the only room with the lights off.
"Azhi? Are you in there? It's mom..." Feng Yushu banged on the door, his face full of anxiety: "Are you asleep? Wake up quickly, we have to go!" ”
After knocking on the door for several minutes without getting any response, the anxious Feng Yushu suddenly remembered that he had a spare key to the room. He hurriedly took out the key from his small leather bag and inserted it into the door. Enter the keyhole.
There was a rustling sound on the door panel. Feng Yushu turned the key left and right, but could not open the door.
She turned around and looked at Ning Zhe who was standing on the window sill beside her with a pleading look: "What should I do, Ning Zhe, I can't open the door..."
Ning Zhe looked up and saw that the construction quality of Bishuiwan Manor was really good. Marble slabs were pasted on the exterior walls as insulation. The doors of each independent room were made of thick solid wood, which seemed to be hard wood such as maple. Wood, it would be impossible for a bare-handed human to forcefully break through the door, or at least it would be a fantasy.
It won’t work even if the Wolf Warriors come.
But Ning Zhexing.
Ning Zhe landed with his feet on the ground, picked up a vase on the window sill, and smashed it directly on the closed window. With a loud bang, the window glass shattered, and there was a sound in the dark room. There was a scream that was suppressed as much as possible.
“Ah Zhi!” Feng Yushu was even more concerned.
Even if the window with an anti-theft net was smashed, it would not be suitable for an adult to pass through. Ning Zhe turned into a small bird and passed through the hole with one hand, and entered the room smoothly with his feet. Land firmly.
But as soon as his feet landed, Ning Zhe felt a rustling sound coming from the darkness that he could not see. He subconsciously ducked to the side and heard the clanging sound of metal colliding with the stone wall. .
"Girl, do you want to enter the Assassin Chronicles?" Ning Zhe turned sideways and touched the light switch next to the door. The moment the light came on, he quickly stepped out and killed the assassin who rushed towards him in the dark. Trampled underfoot. After turning on the light, we could see clearly that the person lying on the ground was a girl wearing a loose nightgown. Her hair was messy and her face was pale. The Martin boots on Ning Zhe's feet happened to step on the girl's tender neck, damaging her vitals. She was still struggling violently after being captured He looked up and reached out to touch the dagger that fell to the ground because it hit the marble wall...
"Huh?" Ning Zhe took a closer look and saw that it was not a dagger, but A sharp metal hairpin.
"Be honest, don't move." Ning Zhe knelt down, tied the girl's hands behind her back and locked them tightly with her own arms, while using her other hand to turn the door handle to open the door.
But after twisting it a few times, I found that it couldn't be screwed. It turned out that the girl filled the gaps and keyholes of the door handle with carpenter's glue.
"Woodworking glue, are you playing with wood block models?" Ning Zhe asked casually.
However, the girl ignored him. Even though her hands were locked by Ning Zhe, she was still struggling fiercely and wanted to bang her head against the wall.
No, to be precise, I wanted to hit the light switch on the wall.
"Do you want to turn off the lights?" Ning Zhe asked again.
This time she finally did not continue to struggle desperately, but nodded slightly and said an inaudible "hmm".
"If you have anything to say, just say it. If you don't say it, how will I understand?" Ning Zhe shook his head and turned off the light, turning the room into darkness again.
After turning off the lights, the girl's mental state obviously improved a lot, and she no longer tried to attack people like crazy, but Ning Zhe's arms could still feel her heart pounding in her chest. , seemed to be extremely frightened.
"Are you Bai Zhi?" Ning Zhe slowly and carefully let go of his hand and asked.
"How do you know?" The girl's breathless voice sounded particularly clear in the darkness.
"I came here with your mother. Didn't you hear her calling you just now?" Ning Zhe was a little helpless: "Or do you think she is a ghost?"
"Well, I thought she was. The ghost is tempting me to open the door..." Bai Zhi's tone suddenly became excited: "Do you know the existence of ghosts?"
"I know, I know, but you have to tell me first why you turned off the lights and hid in the room." Ning Zhe asked back: "Many people died in the manor, really many, many, many people, and you can If you survive until now, I believe you may know something.”
Something about the ferocious ghost in the manor.
"It's light. Ghosts need light to kill people." Bai Zhi said without hesitation: "Contrary to common sense, within the scope of this ghost's activities, light means danger and darkness means safety. As long as you hide in the darkness, you will not Found and killed by it."
Her tone was full of expectation, as if she was very afraid that Ning Zhe would not believe her.
"Okay..." Ning Zhe initially accepted this statement. After all, Bai Zhi's safe survival is the best evidence.
So the question now is, how to open this door with a damaged lock core and take Bai Zhi away?
While thinking, suddenly, a suppressed cry came from the corridor outside the door. It was Feng Yushu’s voice:
"Ning Zhe, the ghost... the ghost went upstairs..."
As her voice fell, a crisp sound, like the sound of a porcelain bottle hitting marble, quietly echoed in the silent manor.
Dong dong.
(End of this chapter)