Chapter 140 Choice
Pei Qian opened his eyes in horror. He suddenly realized that with his strength, he could not break away from Zhou Rong, whose arms were like iron pincers.
He immediately thought of Jiang Cheng who had left with an excuse, and then, an unconcealable fear appeared in his eyes.
"Mr. Zhou Zhou," he was almost pleading, his body shaking uncontrollably, "How about we go find Mr. Yin together? He should be outside and has been found. Clues."
Zhou Rong was already standing in the corner of the room. It was surprisingly dark. Next to him was a surprisingly large water tank.
The surface of the water tank was extremely rough, and there was a black iron pot upside down on it.
“Don’t worry,” Zhou Rong said, “It’s not too late to find Mr. Yin after you’ve seen the clues I found.”
When he spoke, his voice was mixed with a whirring sound. The sound of the wind was as if there was an old bellows hidden in the lungs, or as if the throat had been cut and there was a hole.
The iron pot that looked very heavy was actually opened by Zhou Rong with one hand. Pei Qian, who was riding a tiger and couldn't get off, bravely looked inside. It was dark inside, and it should be filled with water. The liquid refracts faint light from time to time.
Just as he frowned and the corners of his mouth tightened unconsciously, a series of small bubbles suddenly appeared in the water tank.
Immediately afterwards, a pale human face emerged from the black water.
The eyes are opened to the maximum, the eye frames are almost split, and the mouth is horribly opened. Judging from the expression, you can tell the fear of this person before death. He should have been drowned, or maybe he was drowned. Scared to death.
But these are no longer important to Pei Qian, because this face is Zhou Rong's face.
And Zhou Rong was standing in front of him at the moment.
Just when he couldn't help but opened his mouth and was about to scream, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes.
The next second, his world turned upside down.
At the last moment, what he saw was a twisted figure, and a huge knife clutched in the figure's hand.
After leaving the kitchen, Jiang Cheng immediately stepped lightly and went directly to the door. He grabbed the door handle with his hand and tried it gently. There was a jamming feeling at the door handle and the door was locked. .
He immediately gave up his plan to leave from the door, looked back at the dark stairs, then without hesitation, turned around and walked quickly towards the stairs.
As he carefully chose his footing and climbed upstairs carefully along the wooden stairs, he suddenly heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground from the kitchen behind him.
"Bang!"
"Gululu"
The object that fell on the ground seemed to be relatively round. After falling on the ground, it rolled twice more until it hit something. stopped.
Jiang Cheng immediately sped up his actions.
The windows and doors on the first floor were sealed by some force. He wanted to try his luck on the second floor.
After all, there is no fatal situation in nightmares. If he still can't get out of the second floor, then he plans to set a fire and try to see if he can create a chance to escape.
After all, he has discovered the problem with Zhou Rong.
The way he moved was very strange, and the strangest thing was the footprints he left when he stepped back.
The footprints are only a little bit of the toes.
It was as if he was always walking on tiptoe.
Something is obviously wrong.
The layout of the second floor is completely different from that of the first floor. The entire second floor is a large room without any partitions, with a wide and unobstructed view.
And due to the lighting, the view is much better than on the first floor.
A bright window is about 10 meters away from Jiangcheng. You can rush through it with just a run-up.
But Jiang Cheng turned around first and looked around.
Although the second floor is not high, normally there is no danger.
But this is a nightmare. No one knows if something will suddenly appear and push him after he jumps.
Either a broken tree or something suddenly appeared below, and he was strung up like Jiang Zhongyi, and hung on the tree with a deathly look.
My eyes slowly swept around. The layout on the second floor was relatively simple. It seemed that it had been used as a study.
Next to the wall are a wooden screen, an old-fashioned armchair, and a very orthodox table.
On the table are a pen stand, an inkstone, a ruler, and tools for calligraphy and painting.
Several brushes of different thicknesses hang on the exquisitely crafted pen holder.
There is also a dusty rocking chair in the corner.
A few strange-looking stones were thrown beside the stairs, looking a bit nondescript.
His eyes rarely stayed on these things until he saw a rather large wardrobe.
The shape of the wardrobe is somewhat similar to a modern wardrobe, but the workmanship materials are obviously more solid.
This wardrobe can be said to be the most modern thing in this building.
But at the same time, this wardrobe is very uncomfortable to look at.
Because the surface of the wardrobe is covered with dense scratches.
The scratches may be long or short, but without exception they are all very deep.
The moment he saw the scratches, a desperate picture suddenly appeared in Jiang Cheng's mind.
“Creak——”
The sound of the door being opened suddenly came from downstairs.
The current environment was far from silent, and the sound of a door being opened downstairs should not have been so clear when it reached Jiang Cheng's ears.
This is all too deliberate, as if it was done on purpose.
There is no doubt that it is a ghost.
The kitchen door was opened.
Then there was a slow but long friction sound, and Jiang Cheng's heartbeat fluctuated. He could even imagine the scene of the ghost's limp and boneless body squirming on the ground.
It seems that Pei Gan has cooled down and did not hold the ghost back for long.
“Pa!”
The ghost had already stepped on the stairs and was heading straight for his position.
There are only two options now.
The first is to rush to the window and jump out.
The second is to immediately hide in the closet, hold your breath, say nothing, and leave life and death to fate.
Normal people would choose the first option without any doubt. After all, as long as you jump out of the window, it means leaving the scope of the building, and ghosts should not be chasing you in the scorching sun.
Moreover, the scratched wardrobe makes people feel uncomfortable all over. Something terrible must have happened.
The worst possibility is that there are actually two ghosts in this building, and the other one is hiding in the closet.
The moment someone opens the closet, the fatal easter egg in the mission is triggered.
Time is running out, the ghost's footsteps have already appeared at the corner of the stairs, and at the same time, there is also a sharp friction sound.
It sounded like a sharp knife slowly scraping along the rough plaster wall.
It's that ghost!
She was dragging her broken body, holding the huge knife in her hand, with the blade close to the wall, and slowly walked towards her.
Like an experienced hunter, playing with cornered prey in a trap. (End of this chapter)