I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

As night fell, the entire Yongding Building was immersed in inky darkness, as if it was put in a sealed box that could not let in any light.

Several people changed their clothes and got ready to go.

Chen Wenyu wanted to turn on the flashlight but was stopped by Song Guicheng.

A bright light in the dark tends to attract some things.

Song Guicheng took the lead, Xu Chongchuan followed behind, and Shi Sui and Chen Wenyu were sandwiched in the middle, which was the safest position.

Shi Sui patted his shoulder: "You really don't need me to change with you?"

Song Guicheng glanced at his pale face and the look of trying to cheer himself up, and pushed him to the back: "That's it."

Shi Sui was silent for a few moments, lowered his eyelids, thinking about something, and obediently followed Song Guicheng's arrangements.

*

The cold metal handle suddenly felt like a needle pricking him, and Song Guicheng's hand trembled. He understood in a breath that this was a threat and a warning.

But he had no choice in this matter.

He calmed himself and slowly opened the door.

The movement was very light, but the door with narrow joints still made a slight "creaking" sound, which was quite abrupt in the silent corridor.

There were no lights in the corridor, and the road ahead was swallowed up by the darkness. Only a faint light could be seen from the stairwell. It didn't seem to be for illumination, but more like to attract small insects that were lost in the dark.

Song Guicheng turned around and made a quiet gesture to the three people behind him, indicating them not to make too much noise, and the three nodded in response.

As he took the first step out of the door, Song Guicheng felt the atmosphere around him change, as if his feet were stepping on slippery mud and not on solid ground.

However, when he took the second step, he found that it seemed to be an illusion, but he never believed in the so-called illusions in the copy world.

Everyone held their breath and moved quietly but quickly towards the stairs.

Song Guicheng glanced at the world outside the corridor, but outside was an even thicker darkness, and everything was blurred in the chaotic shadows. If you look a few more times, emotions such as horror and panic will find their way into your heart.

The few of them handled it with care, without making any loud noises.

There was not a single light coming through the window beside them, and not a single sound. The deathly silence was like a pair of dark eyes staring at them, weighing heavily on their hearts.

Before he even reached the stairs, Song Guicheng could already smell an inexplicable smell. Hot wind blew through the hall, carrying with it the smell of burning incense and candles, the smell of damp earth, and... the smell of blood.

What's upstairs?

Song Guicheng's body froze, and he felt something was wrong.

He turned around and glanced at the three people behind him. The faint light coming in from the stairs was not enough to illuminate everyone's faces. Half of Chen Wenyu's face was hidden in the shadows, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Shi Sui cast a questioning look at him. Song Guicheng took a deep breath. The smell almost filled his abdomen. He lowered his voice to the lowest level and pointed upstairs with his finger: "The smell of blood."

The smell of blood. Once these three words were spoken, it seemed as if they swept away most of the oxygen in the body, making it difficult to breathe.

However, once the arrow is drawn, there is no turning back. Even if I don't go today, I will go tomorrow. There is no way to avoid this.

The sooner you collect all the clues, the sooner you can get out of the copy.

They looked at each other and saw determination in each other's eyes.

Shi Sui put away his usual nonchalant look, his black eyes flickered with light, and he made a gesture to Song Guicheng to keep going.

The stairs leading from the fourth floor to the fifth floor are of varying widths, and the corridor is dark and narrow, so four people can only line up in a row to go up the stairs one by one.

The strong and pungent smell of blood aroused Song Guicheng's strong sense of uneasiness, which became more and more obvious as he went higher.

The stairs extended into endless darkness, and Song Guicheng walked up one step at a time.

He had this habit, and when he was a teenager he used it to kill time when he was locked in the house alone.

one two Three……

Song Guicheng counted silently.

With each step he counted, the uneasiness in his heart grew more intense. When he reached 12, with one step left in front of his calf, the uneasiness accumulated to a peak, causing his heart to beat wildly and the blood in his bones to flow faster.

He remembered that each flight of stairs downstairs had only 12 steps.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down and his hands clenched involuntarily.

Folklore has it that the extra step you take when climbing the stairs will take you to a different world.

Song Guicheng looked up and took another step forward. There was endless darkness, like a bloody mouth that swallowed up all the sounds and colors, leaving only silence and depression.

Advance or retreat, seemingly a multiple-choice question, but in fact it leaves them no room for retreat.

He took a deep breath and stepped forward.

*

Fifth floor.

In the narrow corridor, the darkness seemed to become substantial, heavy and oppressive, even worse than downstairs. Even the wind stopped blowing, and it was so depressing that it made people feel uneasy.

No one moved. Everyone stood there in silence, not even changing formation.

Chen Wenyu swallowed fearfully and asked in a trembling voice: "How about... we use flashlights?"

Song Guicheng thought for a moment. Now that he had arrived at this place, it didn't matter what attracted him. He couldn't resist it anyway. Besides, he couldn't see clearly and it was not convenient to observe his surroundings and look for clues.

He said: "Okay."

"Click", the plastic button made a sound, and a white light suddenly flashed everyone's eyes. Song Guicheng subconsciously raised his hand to block it.

The moment the lights came on, an indescribable chill surged up from Song Guicheng's feet and hit his heart, making the hairs on his body stand up.

The eyes seemed to be watched by invisible eyes.

Not just one pair, but many, many pairs, hiding in the endless shadows, peeping at them with malicious and evil eyes.

The next second, he felt a chill on the back of his head and turned his head as if he had sensed something.

Facing the dark window.

There was not a trace of light, nor any sign of abnormality, as if it was swallowed up by endless nothingness.

Song Guicheng paused.

There seemed to be something in the room, approaching them.

There was no body, no shadow, no sound, and it was so quiet that it was eerie. The flashlight could not dispel the darkness, but could only illuminate the area under my feet.

Chen Wenyu didn't dare to move around, he just looked around and muttered quietly: "It seems that there is no change."

Song Guicheng could hear his own beating heart and Chen Wenyu's voice. He stared at the room motionlessly, and there was still no change inside.

However, every cell in his body was clamoring for danger, urging him to escape.

Something crawled out from the darkness and got closer and closer. The smell of rust and earth became stronger and stronger. A drop of cold sweat rolled down Song Guicheng's forehead.

He shouted, "Turn off the lights!"

Chen Wenyu did not dare to hesitate and turned off the lights immediately.

The light under their feet was taken away along with the flashlight, and the four of them fell into deep and invisible darkness again, but the restlessness subsided.

After a while, Song Guicheng's heartbeat returned to normal. He said, "There is something in the room."

I don't know what it is, and I don't want to find out what it is.

Chen Wenyu was so scared that he almost threw the flashlight in his hand away. Fortunately, Shi Sui stopped him in time: "Little friend, don't you want to exercise yourself? This is a good opportunity."

Chen Wenyu laughed dryly and put the flashlight back into his cabinet.

Song Guicheng looked ahead. In the dark corridor, everything was shrouded in darkness. There was only heavy silence that continued to extend.

His voice returned to its usual calmness, and he began to walk forward: "Let's go in the dark."

The target is clear: the innermost room on the fifth floor.