Building an Inhuman Building

Old Zheng, who didn't want to be burned, made up his mind and prepared to rush out with his hands on the cardboard box.But at this moment, I felt as if something was pulling my lower back.

The headless paper figurine hooked his belt with one hand, as if saying don't leave him behind.

Old Zheng looked at the paper figurine's hands with complicated eyes, and then at the paper figurine's head that fell to the ground.

I don't know if the movement of this paper figurine was a coincidence or on purpose. Did it not want to be burned?

By the way, this paper figurine had its head pulled out because of him. If you want to escape, why don't you help it?

……

The cover of the carton was quietly opened a crack, and a man's head was quietly exposed.He glanced left and right, and found that he was already in front of the rooftop door on the top floor of the hotel, and there was really no one around.

God helps me too!

Lao Zheng quickly lifted the lid.Stepped out of the box.

But if you look closely, you can see that there seems to be something humanoid on his back.

However, the things on his back looked very light and didn't hinder his movement at all. He quickly slipped down the stairs on tiptoe.At the same time, he used his mobile phone to send messages to several group members who came with him.

【Help! !I'm on the top floor! ! 】

Of course, Old Zheng was not stupid. He knew that the group of strange guys who moved the goods came by the stairs. If he also went down the stairs, he might run into those guys.He just wanted to quickly go down from the rooftop without elevator to the floor downstairs with elevator.

But he didn't know if it was bad luck. He walked to the safety door marked on the [-]th floor and wanted to go out, but found that the door seemed to be blocked by something, and no matter how much he shook it, he couldn't open a gap for people to pass.

"This hotel's firefighting is not closed!!"

Lao Zheng shook the door vigorously, roaring in his heart.

But he didn't have time to fight with this door, so he hurried down again, hoping to find an open door on the nineteenth floor.

……

"What? Why can't this floor be opened?!" Lao Zheng frantically kicked the door on the nineteenth floor, completely forgetting that there are voice-activated lights in this building.

He kicked the door so loudly just now that he turned on all the voice-activated lights on the floor.It seemed to clearly indicate that there was an uninvited guest in this stairwell.

Old Zheng wanted to cry, but ran down quickly.

I was also afraid of something, and not long after the lights were turned on, a familiar thin voice came from below.

"Who's up there?"

Old Zheng was so frightened that he dared not answer, so he rushed to the eighteenth floor and opened the door.

Can't open it! ! !

At this moment, it was obvious that he had only gone down three flights of stairs, and Lao Zheng's body was already drenched.

His face was covered with sweat and tears, and he rushed to the seventeenth floor in fear.

Just then, the sharp voice became much closer.

The stranger in the sentence that the person called was heavily clicked, as if there should not be a 'stranger' here.

Old Zheng trembled when he heard this, his feet felt weak, he missed the stairs, and was about to fall headfirst.

what! ! ! !

Lao Zheng only felt that his body was empty, and suddenly the blood flowed backwards all over his body, thinking that he would die here today.

But when his thought crossed his mind, he realized that although his upper body was suspended in the air, it hadn't landed yet.

It was as if... as if something had caught his belt.

Looking back in surprise.

The crooked paper figurine on the head had one hand stuck on the stair railing, the other dangling from his belt.

What a coincidence? !

Lao Zheng felt very strange.

Counting it, this paper man has saved himself twice.

Regardless of whether there is a ghost or not, even if it is a coincidence, he can't leave it behind! !

After making up his mind, Lao Zheng didn't run down immediately. Instead, he patiently freed the hand of the paper figurine stuck on the railing of the stairs, and then ran down with it on his back again.

Probably because of such a delay, or because the group of weird guys moved very fast, when Lao Zheng ran halfway to the seventeenth floor, he heard a familiar and strange sound of saliva.

Just... just go on like this, if the seventeenth floor cannot be opened, I will run into those strange people.

As soon as this thought crossed his mind, Old Zheng couldn't help but panic even more.

Is the scene he fears most finally coming?Whether it is a human or a ghost, whether it is life or death, he will know it when he meets him.

Lao Zheng, who was mentally prepared to fight with his back, trembled and was about to keep his feet down, when he suddenly heard a rustling behind him.

He looked back, only to see that the paper figurine he was carrying behind his back fell out of the railing of the stairs for some reason.

Its crooked head and painted old-fashioned smile seemed to mean farewell, looking at Lao Zheng, and slowly fell all the way from the gap in the stairwell.

……

"Hey! Paper figurine!"

A shrill voice cried out.

"Oh, why did it fall, let's pick it up quickly, or the boss won't spare us!" Another sharp voice said.

A few weird guys probably went to chase the paper figurine, but no more news came upstairs.

Old Zheng leaned on the railing and fell to the ground, tears streaming down his face.

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When several group members searched all the way down from the [-]th floor, they finally found Lao Zheng, who was crying uncontrollably, between the [-]th and [-]th floors.

"what happened to you?"

Everyone asked with concern.

"Woooooo..." Old Zheng cried even harder. "Paper... paper man, saved me. It was captured!!! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

What's the mess?

The group members looked at him inexplicably.

Probably crying enough, Lao Zheng suddenly remembered where he was, and stood up quickly again.

"I...I can't waste its efforts to save me, this place is so dangerous! Let's leave quickly!!"

"What danger?" Other group members were also curious.

"There are a group of monsters in this stairwell, they want to pull my head off, eat my flesh, and burn me!!" Lao Zheng cried.

"...Really, what did you see that monster look like?" A member of the group didn't really believe it.

"I didn't see it, but I was carried by them, and I heard it all!" Lao Zheng walked down by himself while holding on to the railing. "Leave quickly, many doors in the stairwell cannot be opened, if you touch them, it will be over."

Hearing that Lao Zheng didn't see anything, several group members were also relatively speechless.

"You have hallucinations! You didn't even see anyone, how can you say that they are ghosts. And just now we received your text message and took the elevator all the way down from the [-]th floor. The door of the stairwell can be opened!"

"What?" Old Zheng was shocked.Unbelievable, I rushed to the eighteenth floor and tentatively pushed the door that couldn't be opened just now.

Phew... The door opened wide with a slight push, and a gust of cool wind blew out.

I just...was a hallucination?

Old Zheng stood at the door in disbelief.

"I... I obviously pushed it just now, I pushed it hard many times..."

"Maybe you didn't do your best in panic!" other group members said in a hurry.

"What are you doing?"

A male voice suddenly came from upstairs, and several people looked up.

A person was found looking down from the top stairs with his head sticking out.

"Little...be careful!!" Old Zheng excitedly told everyone to run when he saw the people coming down from the rooftop.

But the group members have never experienced his life and death test, so they don't look particularly afraid.

After such a delay, the people upstairs came down.

The person who came was a super handsome guy in black.

"Are you guests of the hotel? Why don't you sleep and run around the stairwell so late?"

A member of the female group blushed immediately.

"Handsome, aren't we a bit sleepy, come and play adventure games with us?"

"Don't be fooled!!" Old Zheng stood in front of everyone angrily. "Who are you, why do you burn paper in the middle of the night?!"

"Today's Hungry Ghost Festival, it's forbidden to set fires outside. Our boss is offering sacrifices on the roof of his house." The handsome guy said it as a matter of course, as if burning paper on the stairs of the hotel is nothing more than a natural thing. "Don't run around, it's not safe to fight on the stairs."

"Do you have that paper figurine with golden lace..." Lao Zheng couldn't help asking when he thought of the paper figurine that saved his life.

"I'm not sure, but everything has been burned." The man denied it.

"How is it possible, I just saw..." Lao Zheng was anxious.

"How could the paper doll move? You must be hallucinating, and even if the paper doll you mentioned can move, why don't the other paper dolls run away? They will be burned," the man said.

The other members also thought it made sense.

Probably feeling ashamed, everyone dragged Lao Zheng away.

"Old Zheng, stop talking, let's go."

The dazed old Zheng was dragged away by others, still thinking in disbelief.Was everything just a dream?But I did go from the first floor to the twentieth floor?

Could it be that he fainted when he fell in the cardboard box?Everything just now was a dream?

Lao Zheng, who had gone through hardships and couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought, declined the suggestion of other group members to continue exploring after he couldn't get the answer, and went back to the room to rest by himself.

After lying down until he realized that he was covered in stinky sweat, Lao Zheng took off his clothes and went to take a shower.

But when he took out the things in his clothes, Lao Zheng found something like a piece of paper from his pocket.

Take it out and take a closer look.

Was it not a golden lacy shredded paper?

"Little paper... I knew you were really... woo woo woo..." Old Zheng cried as he clutched the piece of paper.