infinite danger

After the young man left, it didn't take long for Ji Siwei to find the abandoned elevator that the fat boss said.

It was obviously colder here than other places, Ji Siwei felt as if he was in a refrigerator, only the hand holding the knife was warm.

Beside the elevator, there are many worn-out boxes and chairs with seals on them. They are covered with dust and covered with a thick layer of cobwebs. It seems that many small insects have made their homes in them.

There are many faded leaflets on the gray elevator door, layered on top of each other, as if they haven’t been removed for many years. Occasionally, there are various small advertisements written in black pen in the gaps.

The most striking thing is the two lines of red letters written vertically in red paint across the two elevator doors:

Don't get close to strangers, there will be no return.

The handwriting looks like claws and claws. After a long time, it doesn't look like paint, but like blood.

There are five floors in Tianwan Plaza, but this elevator has only one down button.

Ji Siwei looked at his watch, it was ten minutes before seven o'clock.

With the backpack on his chest, the mobile phone in a convenient place, and the hand holding the knife hidden under the blanket, Ji Siwei took a deep breath and pressed the elevator waiting button.

At the moment the button lights up, the elevator beeps and the door opens.

The lights inside the elevator were very bright, but there was an inexplicable blue light, making the entire car look gloomy.

Directly opposite is a long and narrow mirror, and some small advertisements are written in red pen on the smooth wall, all of which are very strange.

Move the grave!Reliable!Tel: 134******86.

The price is fair for the collection of corpses and ashes!Private phone: 188******88.

Dreaming, burning paper, 24 hours online service!Please dial 139******56.

Beautiful and handsome paper figurines are in stock, super positive!Find 168******23.

Doesn't look like an ad for a living person.

A gust of wind blew from nowhere, and there was a humming sound in the corridor. Ji Siwei looked sideways, and saw the lights in the corridor going out one by one. Slowly, a vague shadow appeared, approaching here.

His back felt a little chilly, he didn't stay any longer, and entered the elevator.

The temperature in the elevator was even lower, and the air sucked into his lungs was icy cold, almost freezing to the bone. As soon as Ji Siwei exhaled a breath, fine hoarfrost immediately formed in the air.

Looking up at the elevator display screen, there are five buttons in this elevator, which are the third floor, the second floor, the first floor, the first floor and the second floor.

There is no negative third floor.

Long eyebrows frowned slightly, Ji Siwei didn't press the button immediately.

There is no need for the fat boss to lie to him, that is to say, if you want to go to the third floor, you must take this elevator.

Maybe you have to go to the second floor to find the passage to the third floor.

E o'clock is from seven o'clock to nine o'clock, and there should be no problem in delivering the wooden box to the third floor in this time frame.

But the second floor... According to the young man, it is a place specially reserved for a large number of lonely souls and wild ghosts.

After reaching the second floor, it is a question of whether you can still go to the third floor alive.

"Liangzi, help... Click on the negative second floor... Thank you."

Just as Ji Siwei was thinking, a voice behind him said softly.

The sound was a bit stuttering, like a radio with a bad signal.

Something cool dripped onto his shoulder, and Ji Siwei's thoughts snapped into several paragraphs with a "snap". He secretly clenched the knife tightly and looked back, only to see himself in the mirror with a wary face.

"I don't have hands... Please... you can press it for me."

Seeing that Ji Siwei didn't press the button, the speaker added another sentence.

The tone was so flat that it was as if he was speaking directly to him.

Even polite.

His gaze scanned every corner of the car, but he still couldn't see anything. A chill ran up his spine to the back of his head, and Ji Siwei suddenly didn't know whether to press or not.

Just as he was hesitating, a gust of wind blew past his ears, and the button on the second floor was lightly dented, and suddenly lit up.

"Thank you."

The "person" with a frozen voice said.

A terrifying thought flashed through Ji Siwei's mind, and Ji Siwei's heart completely cooled down, even the temperature from the fruit knife could not bring him warm comfort.

The speaker said he had no hands, and he didn't press the button, but the button turned on.

This thank you is for the third "person"!

How many "people" are there in the elevator at this time?

The elevator door closed slowly, and Ji Siwei closed his eyes. He knew in his heart that no matter what got into this elevator, he had to take it. He could only adjust his emotions and calm himself down quickly.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and the elevator door, which was closed with a hand width left, suddenly stopped trembling, and after a pause for a few seconds, it slowly opened to both sides.

It was as if someone had just caught up with the elevator and forced the door open with his hands.

Ji Siwei's palms were sweating, and he thought to himself, it seems that the black gold obsidian given by the fat boss is not very effective. Not long after he got to the fourth floor, he bumped into evil one after another.

After a while, the door closed again and descended smoothly.

In the closed and narrow space, there was only the sound of Ji Siwei's light and restrained breathing remaining in the silence.

When the number on the display screen jumped to "3", the elevator stopped, and Ji Siwei's heart skipped a beat.

The door opened slowly, and Ji Siwei saw the dimly lit elevator hall, and a few old newspapers floating out of nowhere on the lounge chair under the wall, making a rattling sound when blown by the wind.

The old newspapers shook a few times, folded into a cube in mid-air, and fell gently on the chair.

Ji Siwei heard several old coughs and the sound of old-fashioned cloth shoes rubbing against the floor.

Immediately afterwards, several different footsteps sounded outside.

Quietly leaning towards the wall of the compartment, Ji Siwei looked at the closed elevator door again, and suddenly wanted to understand why the elevator leading to the basement was set up on the fourth floor instead of on the first floor, which is closer to the basement .

Because there are "passengers" who want to take this elevator on these floors.

I don't know if this elevator has a load limit.

When the elevator stopped on the second floor, there was a Coke bottle on the rest chair.

An invisible force crushed it flat and threw it into a trash can beside it.

Ji Siwei felt someone bump his shoulder, and the elevator shook.

It seems that a "heavyweight" passenger came in.

When the elevator reached the first floor, an old toy car wobbled in.

It seemed a little afraid of Ji Siwei, and drove around him to the corner on the other side.

His heart was beating fast, Ji Siwei glanced at the toy car quickly, then quickly looked away, not daring to let his guard down at all.

"Young boy, we meet again!"

When the elevator door opened on the first floor, Ji Siwei heard a familiar voice.

The elevator lobby was empty, nothing.

"Hey...how did you get on this elevator? This elevator is a passage for dead spirits. If a living person gets on this elevator, they can't go back."

The tone of the "person" who spoke was very kind, showing some concern.

Hearing this, Ji Siwei was sure that the one who spoke was the Uncle who was helping push the wheelchair on the first floor!

"Abbe?"

Ji Siwei looked outside quietly, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, yes." Uncle responded, and raised his voice and said, "Oh, sir, you are too much, half of your hand is broken, and you are so close to this young man, his clothes are dyed red .”

"Excuse me."

Said apologetically in a "human" tone with a faltering voice.

Ji Siwei: "..."

Could it be that the thing that has been dripping on my shoulder is...

It doesn't feel good.

"And you guys, what are you doing with your hands on other people's wheelchairs? Although black is resistant to dirt, I can't help you tossing around like this." Abo babbled and counted down the passengers that Ji Siwei couldn't see.Seeing that Ji Siwei's complexion was not very good and his eyes were always wandering, he asked, "Can't you see us?"

Ji Siwei nodded in surprise.

"You can hear my voice, which proves that your heavenly eye has been half-opened for some reason. As long as you put your heart into it, you can see it naturally when you want to see it."

"But you have to be mentally prepared."

Arabic has a long heart.

Ji Siwei's eyes lit up when he heard the words, he closed his eyes, suppressed the fear in his heart, and listened carefully to the sounds around him.

There is the sound of wind flowing in the elevator, the sound of liquid dripping on the ground, someone coughing in a low voice, the sound of children laughing, and the dull sound of patting the wheelchair...

One, two, three...

Various voices mixed together, and a hazy picture appeared in Ji Siwei's mind.

"I want to see."

The voice was so soft that it was barely audible. Ji Siwei opened his eyes and raised his eyes inch by inch. The fully opened pair of phoenix eyes showed their sharpness, and the flame-colored light glowed from the deepest part of the pupils, making him look indescribable. pressure.

A new look of the world unfolded before his eyes.

An ordinary-looking bald-headed uncle stood outside the elevator, holding the door of the elevator that was about to close with one hand, and looked at him in surprise.

Ji Siwei glanced sideways, and saw a dirty little boy squatting in the corner, holding the remote control of a toy car in his hand. Sensing his gaze, the boy slowly raised his head, his bluish-white face was covered with scars.

The boy smiled at him, then lowered his head to play with the old toy car again.

Behind the boy, stood a fat man wearing a fisherman's hat, with a circle of bluish-purple strangle marks on his neck, and a Coke straw dangling from his mouth.

Although Ji Siwei was well prepared psychologically, he was still taken aback by the scene behind him.

A few pairs of pale and swollen hands rested on his wheelchair, and a pair of distracted eyes looked at him, poking around, wanting to get closer.

An old man with a severed hand poked his head out, looked at him with a smile, and said in a cassette voice, "Hi... pretty... boy... you... so good..."

Ji Siwei stepped back, forced a smile, and greeted him gently: "Hello, Uncle."

Ji Siwei was sitting upright, his breathing was a little short, he looked up at his clothes, his shoulders were red, probably the uncle with the severed arm did it.

"Just one point, your talent is really high."

The bald Uncle walked slowly into the elevator and sighed.

The elevator was "hustle and bustle", and there was not much space left.

Not long after, the elevator finally reached the second floor.