Chapter 354 Nails
Just as the security guard was walking a few steps to lead the way, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him, "Old Wu." A man holding a blue and white striped bag called him not far from the door. It was one of those people before, "Who can I sign with later?"
"I'll just sign." The security guard shouted back.
The man nodded, put the bag on his shoulder again, and left.
The security guard was embarrassed, turned his head and said hesitantly to a few people: "I have to sign in a while, why don't you wait for me for a while?"
Looking at the few scattered shops inside, and the proprietress of a shop selling cooked food, she was lying on a recliner scrolling through her mobile phone. Hualuo asked the security guard: "Is it very far?"
"Not far, not far, just along the way. Go straight here. Do you see the elevator in front?" The security guard pointed and said, "You can go straight down by taking the elevator." "Where is the staircase?" Hua Luo continued to ask.
“Stairway?” The security guard paused. If there is an elevator, why should we take the stairs?
But soon, he seemed to realize something.
He stared at Hua Luo's throat. The Adam's apple there was very obvious, and the other person's voice was obviously thicker, thicker than that of ordinary women.
Sure enough, the security guard looked Hua Luo up and down, his eyes flashed, he swallowed, and he thought to himself that he was indeed not a normal person.
Most of his interest suddenly disappeared, so he did not try to persuade me anymore, but said bluntly: "The stairs are over there, farther away. When you go downstairs, you can see the row of merchants opposite. He paused and continued: "You can choose any number that is empty." Just write it down and let me know.”
“Okay.”
They walked towards the stairs without being too polite. Since entering the nightmare, everyone has been worried about the elevator. Confined spaces create an unspeakable fear.
And these fears all come from bloody lessons.
Before entering the stairwell, Jiao Tailang, who was walking at the front, put down his backpack and took out the 30 cm long knife.
"You follow me." he said.
Then Guan Yuan Ning, Hua Luo, and Magnolia all lined up in a row and piled up behind Jiao Tailang, like a mother chicken leading a group of chicks.
After a while, Hualuo walked out, then walked behind Yulan and stood firm.
Pursing her lips, Yulan couldn't help but feel a little moved. She turned her head and whispered to Hualuo: "Thank you."
Everyone knew that this place must be related to the ghost's previous experience, and it was probably the place where the ghost had worked. place.
In other words, there is a high possibility of encountering strange events here.
According to the experience of countless horror movies and novels, those at the front and the back have the highest probability of encountering danger.
Hua Luo nodded, simply saying "hmm", staring at the stairs leading downstairs, her beautiful eyebrows gradually becoming sharper.
But when they came downstairs, the scene in front of them made them a little suspicious.
I originally thought it would be a desolate and depressed scene, but what I saw before me could only be described as relatively deserted.
Wan Yuan Ning looked around and guessed that there should not only be one way in, but there should be other entrances.
In the passageway, next to the door, sat an old lady with her trousers tied up.
There was a cloth bag thrown at the old lady's feet, and in front of her was a white foam box covered with a yellowed quilt.
The aroma of corn wafted over.
Yu Lan couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
Going further inside, there are two rows of smaller businesses. Indeed, as the security guard said, there are more vacant places. At the beginning, there were still shops open in twos and threes.
Most of the bosses are lazy and don’t say much to the guests when they see them. They just lower their heads and scroll through their mobile phones.
It is also possible to operate an online store at the same time.
They took a brief look and saw that they were all small commodities such as socks, gloves, underwear, toothpaste, etc. There were also a few stores that specialized in imported goods from Korea.
When Yulan passed by, she picked up a few items and looked at them. They were all brands she had never heard of.
There is also a store where the owner didn’t even see it, and only had a cardboard with the words “discounted goods” hanging on the door.
The further you walk in, the more you can feel the depression here. There is a little bit of garbage on the ground, and some sandy soil boards left by the decoration are gathered together, and no one is cleaning it.
They were still walking in, and the lights here were not as bright as before, giving people a drowsy feeling.
Fortunately, they had the foresight to buy 6 flashlights at the stall they just passed by.
Everyone has one, and two are left as spares.
Jiao Tailang also suggested that they buy a watermelon knife for self-defense, but looking at Jiao Tailang’s fierce look when he said this, everyone thought it was better to forget it.
With him alone holding a knife, everyone felt safe enough.
Wan Yuan Ning, who was walking behind him, deliberately stayed two steps behind him. Apparently he was worried that Jiao Tailang would hurt himself while swinging the knife.
So the style of the painting was very bizarre, with Jiao Tailang staring at the road, and the remaining few people staring at the shining snow-white sword in his hand.
"Isn't it here yet?" Yulan asked softly. She looked nervous and her eyes began to wander around.
They have passed by more than a dozen shops, and without exception, all of these shops are empty, leaving only some dirty glass counters, as well as scattered products and garbage scattered on the ground.
But the most uncomfortable thing is the window mannequins piled in the corner, covered with plastic sheets of unknown colors.
They are arranged in various strange shapes, which look very strange under the dim light.
It seemed like they would come back to life in the next second.
After turning a corner, Jiao Tailang at the front stopped and said: "We're here."
Everyone looked immediately and saw an open shop with a series of hanging Small colored lanterns, the colored lanterns spell out the four words "Sunshine Story".
It flashes and flashes, giving people a very cheap feeling.
Originally they thought it would be an abandoned shop, covered in dust and very gloomy. It seemed to be okay, at least it was still in business.
After walking over, everyone found that this was a nail art studio, with a row of slightly worn chairs and a table covered with gold velvet cloth at the door.
The table is covered with various nail samples, as well as nail polish, small decorations on the nails, etc. The decoration in the store is lively, with the main color being pink.
There are also posters and colorful wallpapers on the walls.
But no one was seen, not even nearby.
“Hua Hua——”
The sudden sound of water startled everyone. Yulan took several steps back and bumped into the table. If Wan Yuaning hadn't pulled her up, the table would have been knocked over.
“Pa!”
A bright red nail polish fell to the ground and splashed on Yulan’s white shoes. The sticky red flowed slowly along the upper of the shoe, and it was like blood. Still thick.
In the dim light, it gives people a very strange feeling.
Immediately afterwards, the door curtain, which was very close to the color of the wallpaper, was opened, and a face with fine lines at the corners of its eyes poked out. I came back late today. I will continue to update tomorrow. Thank you for your support!
(End of this chapter)