Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 432 This is a trash can

  Sweating profusely, Xiaolan used the same posture as Mu Mu, the tragic protagonist in the movie, crawling backwards in the passage.

  Wen Ling did not crawl backwards, so the speed was so fast, Xiao Lan remembered what was at the end of the passage, and just about to open her mouth, the voice of Wen Ling came from behind.

   Then there was a series of sounds of things falling over.

   Xiaolan turned her head, Wen Ling was gone.

  It should be one that was not stabilized, and fell directly into the door.

  In the movie, the exit of this passage is the toilet.

  I still vaguely remembered that something suddenly appeared in the toilet, scaring the hostess into a scream.

After   , I don’t remember the plot too much.

  The main reason is that I was too scared at the time.

  I regret now, very regretful.

   "Wen Ling! Wen Ling!" Xiao Lan speeds up, "Wen Ling, be careful! Don't run around while staying! And hold the bucket well, or I can't get it down!"

after awhile.

   "Hmm!"

   Xiaolan stretched his legs and leaned down, finally stepping on the barrel.

   jumped down.

  Wen Ling was standing clinging to the wall obediently, her gray eyes reflecting the flickering green light in the toilet.

   "Huh—" Xiaolan stood still, "I really didn't expect such an appearance, so it seems that the inspiration for that horror movie came from here."

  Wen Ling didn't know what she was talking about, but he nodded very cooperatively.

  However, there is only one heroine in the movie, and now they have two, how can they be scared?

  More at ease.

  There are several compartments in this toilet. Opposite the compartment is a large mirror and a penetrating sink. The two walked to the opposite side of the mirror. Just like in the movie, the innermost compartment door in the mirror opened inch by inch.

  The two turned their heads to look subconsciously.

  The door did not open.

   Xiaolan's neck froze.

  This is the place in the movie, which almost scared the heroine out of nowhere.

  Here now...

  "Ask the spirit?" Xiaolan asked in a trembling voice.

   "Huh?" It was Wen Ling's light voice.

  Fortunately, I stand on my shoulder and ask the spirit.

  Two people are better.

   Xiaolan turned her head back.

"what!--"

"what!--"

   Xiaolan screamed, Wen Ling saw Xiaolan screaming, and then screamed.

  Don’t say, her screaming pronunciation can be very long.

"Ah!" Xiaolan's scream gradually died down, "Uh, this is Wen Ling, oh, this is you, scared me, I saw a white face under the green light, thinking it was a ghost, haha , But your eyes are reflecting this green light..."

  "Are there?" After regaining his calm, Wen Ling looked into the mirror. In the mirror, her two eyes were green as close to the light source, making her tremble with fright.

  Use their own people to frighten each other, high, really high.

   "Fantastic!"

  Wen Ling looked at the open door in the mirror and the closed door in reality, exclaimed.

  Is this really a prophet?

   "We should find a way to get out," Xiao Lan pointed to the red wooden door next to the mirror, "Of course, it must be impossible to break the door. After all, we still need to score here."

  "Go out?" Wen Ling's eyes lit up.

   Xiaolan nodded, "Um...right."

  Wen Ling did not speak, smiled and walked to the door of the innermost compartment, and opened the door.

  A few mops and brooms fell out, almost hitting Wenling.

   Xiaolan ran over, "What did you find?"

  Wen Ling was not afraid, swept the broomsticks left and right, and leaned into the compartment.

   Xiaolan watched the surroundings guardingly, lest something should not appear.

   There was a crackling in the compartment, and after a while, Wen Ling came out with a black wastebasket.

"what is this?"

  Wen Ling squatted down, poured out the messy things in the wastebasket, and spread them flat on the ground.

   "Open the door!"

  Is the tool to open the door?

Xiaolan looked down at the pile of debris, there were screwdrivers, nails, and staplers. It seemed that each of them could be used as a murder weapon. When she thought of picking up the quest props to hurt someone else’s thin man in the previous mission, look at this again. Weapons in one place, it is estimated that this third mission is also inevitable.

   Xiaolan picked up the screwdriver, "We can use this to unscrew the screw on the door...if there are screws on the door."

  Wen Ling directly grabbed the seemingly safest stapler, fiddled with it a few times, and opened the upper cover with a click.

"Here!"

  Xiaolan also looked at the inside of the stapler.

  A brass key that has long lost its light, lying there quietly.

  Xiaolan was sighed, raised his eyes and muttered, "Wow, you are so amazing..."

  Is this the feeling of playing the game and opening the plug-in?

  Wen Ling doesn't seem to understand why she says she is "God". She picked up the key, and put the key in Xiaolan's palm with a Tuogu expression.

   "Open the door."

   Xiaolan just stood up, and the green lights around him flickered violently.

   "There is movement outside the door!"

  Outside the door, a heavy footstep suddenly sounded.

  "Who is it?" asked Ling curled up.

   Xiaolan sniffs, a strong smell of blood.

   "Could it be the man with the kitchen knife just now?"

  When he heard this, the girls' eyebrows were scared.

   "Click... Click..."

  "He is opening the door!" Xiaolan searched for a place to hide.

  Finally, the eyes of the two of them still returned to the toilet cubicle.

   "Here?" Wen Ling pointed to the innermost compartment tentatively.

   "The space inside is too small to hide the two of us."

  Qing Ling suddenly realized.

   Xiaolan pondered for a few more seconds, took a deep breath, and walked to the penultimate compartment.

  She reached out her hand, held the handle, and opened it a little bit.

  Fortunately, it is empty.

   "Quick, come in!" Xiaolan waved to Wen Ling to stand in, and the two hid in the compartment, clutching the door bolt tightly from the inside.

  Squeak-the toilet door outside, opened.

  Xiaolan is waiting for the sound of footsteps.

   does not appear.

  Even, there is no sound anymore.

what happened?

  "Do you know what's going on?" Xiaolan asked Xiang Wenling in sign language.

  Wen Ling is now looking up at the ceiling.

   Xiaolan followed Wen Ling's gaze and looked over.

  He was cold for a while.

  No wonder, no sound is heard.

  A grinning head poked out from the next compartment, his eyes locked tightly on Xiaolan and Wenling who were leaning on each other, as if saliva was constantly flowing down his chin.

   Xiaolan frightened half of her life.

   half because of this face.

  Half of it was because Wenling had actually stared at this face just now, staring without crying or crying for a long time.

  She is still watching.

  "What should we do?" Xiaolan murmured.

  Wen Ling finally retracted his gaze, and looked at Xiaolan suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

What happened to   ? !

  I can’t learn anything else, but I learn accent very quickly.

   "He's here," Xiaolan pointed to the top of his head, "It looks like we were caught."

  Wen Ling looked over curiously, and then shook his head repeatedly, "No!"

  (End of this chapter)