The chicken was offended

The phonograph is not an ordinary item in this era, because yesterday, someone played with it with interest for a while, and even asked him to find a disc and put it on the record stand. There is a faint sound from the first floor space, although there are no libretto, it is very ethereal and melodious.

But, that was controlled by someone!Now there's no one around the gramophone!

Yu Hao clearly remembered that after playing with this gramophone enough, he even took out the vinyl disc and put it back in the drawer below. when to play?

The movement of the phonograph made everyone hold their breath, only to hear the lively and cheerful sound of the record player, all kinds of recognized and unknown brass instruments were playing together, and it was so lively, as if they were in some kind of family gathering.

What the fuck is this... ghost party?

Meng Lang's scalp was numb to his tongue, because he found that this was not the only strange thing.He walked quickly to the sofa in the living room, but saw that the sofa was sunken in a circular arc, as if someone was sitting on it. What was even more frightening was that as his gaze stayed, the ass seemed to have found As if he was seen, the sag of the sofa slowly relaxed, and the butt actually left the sofa.

Meng Lang didn't know whether to call Buddha or mother, by the way, the boss is still there!

He insisted on keeping his gaze away from the popped-up sofa, but he stood on one foot like a panic-stricken hen, not daring to take a step, scrabbling with both hands for fear that something would touch him, but he saw it in the darkness. The TV opposite suddenly lit up.

Like, like—as if an invisible hand was ordering the show.

The crowd became silent in an instant from the uproar just now, and within a few minutes, everyone more or less noticed the abnormality, or it would be difficult for people not to notice the movement.

Regardless of the hesitation to go upstairs just now, the few people didn't even take the bedding or anything, and ran towards the stairs in a hurry, fearing that they would be entangled by that thing when it was too late.

Wang Mingcheng shackled Lu Yifei's waist, and he did not dare to place the person behind his back where he could not see, so he simply hugged the person to his chest with one hand, sweating on his forehead.

Lu Yifei managed to wake up from his stupor. Although he was sober in such a life-threatening way, his mind was still alive.Uncharacteristically, he didn't rush to urge Wang Mingcheng to go up with everyone, but picked up a water glass on the ground and threw it at the edge of the sofa in front of the TV.

Like all objects on the earth, the water cup passed through the air in a parabola without any abnormality.

Um?Is there nothing?

Time waits for no one, this abnormal situation makes people feel hairy, everyone runs up blindfolded, regardless of what it is, it does not harm others.

Having said that, the horror of ghost stories is never the harm, but the horrifying pictures and unknown fears.

Therefore, only three or four people can pass through the stairs in parallel, and everyone doesn't care about humility, and some bumps are inevitable.Even Yu Mei'e didn't care about cursing, she slipped through the gap with her slender figure, and pushed Bian Hongbo in front to tell him to leave quickly.

Even though he was brought up the stairs among the crowd, Lu Yifei still looked back at every step.The water glass landed behind the sofa, and it was actually out of sight. However, I don't know if it was an illusion in the confusion. When he turned his head once, the position of the water glass actually rose a little bit, and even gradually emerged.

The person who ran up first had already arrived in the room, and the door was slammed shut, and someone was looking at who was still on the stairs in the corridor, with indescribable hatred in his eyes.

"Bang" With the final sound of closing the door, the house returned to silence.After listening by the door for a while, guessing that everyone should have returned to the room safely, Lu Yifei collapsed on the bed, panting on his back.

Without resting for a moment, Wang Mingcheng turned on the light above his head with a bang, and the light exploded for a moment, so bright that Lu Yifei felt that he couldn't even open his eyes.

"What are you doing?" Lu Yifei closed his eyes, physical tears came out, "I wasn't caught by that thing, but I was blinded by you."

He couldn't open his eyes, but he felt a lot more sensitive, and his eyelids could see through a little light. A black shadow came down, and one hand touched his neck. The palms of those hands were warm and soft, rubbing the skin on his neck, which made people feel a little strange. Goosebumps.

The owner of the hand said: "Don't move, I'll help you take a look, there are bruises on the neck, you have to press it open, or you will get black and blue tomorrow."

Lu Yifei put down the hand he had just raised, enduring the pain in his neck: "Uh, what do you think that girl suddenly went crazy, lock your throat first if you go upstairs, persimmons are pinched softly." What a speechless incident, why? Any girl who chooses a victim will choose him.

Wang Mingcheng looked over, with his eyes closed and his face puffed up, Lu Yifei with a red neck really looked a bit like that little bulb persimmon, with a soft red head, the brain made up the bulb persimmon with Lu Yifei's facial features growing on it, he couldn't help it The corners of his mouth curled up into a silent smile.

Feeling that his eyes were no longer sore, Lu Yifei who slowly opened his eyes saw Wang Mingcheng's big face that was about to smile, and became angry: "Why are you smiling, you're taking laughing medicine."

Wang Mingcheng pressed his neck lightly with his hand to keep the blood flowing so that it wouldn't swell up tomorrow, "I found that you talk a lot when you're shy." The mouth was still very hard.

Who, who is shy!What are you talking about, big brother.

Lu Yifei was about to stretch out his legs to kick him when he sat up, but Wang Mingcheng also turned over and sat on the edge of the bed, changed his smile and said seriously: "Are you sure that thing can't get in?"

Lu Yifei kicked his ass, "I don't know if I can get in or not, I just know that your ability to change the subject is better than your surgical skills."

The other rooms were in a panic all night.

The next morning, the person who was going to help everyone make breakfast got up early, but he hesitated when he opened the door.

Yang Luan looked at the door for a long time, not sure if the ghost thing from last night was still there, but the bright sky gave her a lot of courage, and the sense of mission to cook also prompted her to go downstairs.

Everyone left in a hurry yesterday, the ground was still in a mess, the phonograph and TV were turned off, and last night there was only the sound of closing doors, and she didn't notice when the music disappeared.

"Ah!" Yang Luan let out a short cry when he lowered his head and found someone lying on the sofa.

"Hush~" The lying person sat up holding something, and put his fingers in front of his mouth, "There are still people asleep upstairs."

Yang Luan was taken aback by Meng Lang, who was green and black and looked like a ghost. He held his heart and couldn't speak: "Brother, you made some noise when you woke up so early. It will scare people to death sooner or later."

"I didn't sleep all night, it's all because of those two heartless people upstairs, who left me alone in the next room. I can't sleep all night, isn't it?" He showed the things in his arms, and he didn't know Where did I find a water pipe as thick as an arm, "I got up early in the morning and found a stick, and I came down to guard it for everyone."

"You're talking nonsense. I saw you running away yesterday. Brother Wang, brother Lu, and the others haven't gone upstairs yet, and you slammed the door."

"Hey, no, you've seen it all? Don't tell me if you see it through. My brother will help you cook together. How can you do it alone?"

Yang Luan frowned, and glanced upstairs, "Li Niannian hurt Brother Lu yesterday, so she stayed in a corner and didn't listen to persuasion. Seeing her poor condition, I can't even blame her."

"It's okay to just leave her alone in the room?"

"Let her stay alone, I'm afraid that if there are too many people, she will be stimulated later."

The two were talking about preparing breakfast, and when everyone got up, Meng Lang took a casual look and found that not only his eyes were black and blue, but his complexion was pale like a ghost.

Well, I have to worry about whether the door of this room is safe or not, and at the same time I am wondering what the "ghost" downstairs is, so I didn't sleep at all.

Everyone looked at each other, their heads were downcast and their eyes were black and blue, they were all carved out of the same mold.

Everyone except Li Niannian was seated and had breakfast.Today's breakfast is white porridge, as well as mustard, pickled cucumber and other porridge side dishes. Simple is a little simple, but it is very filling.

Yesterday, everyone hurried back to their respective rooms without having time to communicate. Some people couldn't help being curious and asked, "Is it possible that we can only stay in the room tonight? What is in this room?" something."

Yu Hao clasped his palms together and guessed: "Is it the 'ghost' in the house, invisible and intangible, but also has its own actions?"

Meng Lang said: "I didn't expect you to believe in 'ghosts', Professor. You shouldn't be a supporter of materialism, but some people say that 'ghosts' are electromagnetic waves that humans cannot observe. Maybe they are non-material energy bodies." Meng Lang, who has always been most afraid of this unknown creature, tried to use materialism to gain everyone's support.

But there are also people who don't accept this argument. Yang Luan sat on the dining chair and hugged his chest: "To us ordinary people, it's not a ghost. The consensus on the earth is that 'ghosts' are afraid of the sun, so they dare not appear during the day."

Lu Yifei had a spoonful of porridge, and it was of course a good thing not to show up during the day, it gave them enough time to find clues, otherwise they would be separated into different rooms and nothing could be done.

"That thing appeared suddenly last night, and it feels like someone touched the mechanism before it appeared." Bian Hongbo said.

"Hey, who do you want to blame this on?" Yu Mei'e said disdainfully.

Bian Hongbo knew that someone was going to bring this up a long time ago, and he had already thought of a way to deal with it, "The ghost thing didn't hurt us yesterday, it may not be a killer move, even if we stay at night, it may be safe."

"Then you have the ability to stay alone tonight." Yu Mei'e disliked his most correct appearance, and said bluntly.

Of course Bian Hongbo would not do things that he was not sure about, otherwise he would not have followed everyone back upstairs yesterday, so he simply did not argue with her, and said again: "There is no more graffiti today, we should be safe now, The most important thing to pay attention to is what's in the house."

These words reminded Lu Yifei, and reminded everyone: "The first day was too difficult. Don't think that the second day will be much easier. If you have any clues, you must communicate together. We searched all day yesterday, except for Yang Luan. The computers in the room and the sudden extra graffiti were basically nothing, and today everyone is still splitting up, focusing on searching for dark passages in blind spots or unobtrusive or strange furnishings in this house."

Everyone nodded. It is not a game when it comes to wealth and life. Everyone can find a way to save lives by working together.

"I don't know if it's a clue." Yu Hao pressed his temples that were swollen from not sleeping well, "If it wasn't my illusion, I might have gone to the wrong room last night."

What kind of clue is running into the wrong room?

Yu Hao recalled it carefully, and said: "My room is on the far right of the corridor on the third floor. I ran with Yan Changhai and the others in a panic yesterday, and followed them to the room on the far left."

"And then?" Lu Yifei asked.

"I still came out of my rightmost room today."

……

"Oh my god, this room is alive!" Meng Lang's horrified voice echoed in the dining room.