Human dimension reduction

Next door to 101, Fan Yue and Chen Yin held onto each other's hands tightly, their palms were sticky with sweat, but even so, they did not intend to let go of their hands. The handshake was more like a feeling from each other's body. It is a means of absorbing strength so that they will not collapse on the spot.

Chen Yin's face was covered with bruises from climbing a water pipe, her head, face and body were covered with dirty ashes, washed away by sweat and tears, and there were funny lines on her face. Fan Yue next to her was no better than her. It took almost all of his strength to control himself not to tremble too much, so as not to make any noise to attract the attention of the ghosts outside.

The two girls were trembling, listening to the singing from the opposite house with their ears upright. The child’s voice was immature. If you change the scene with blue sky and white clouds, it should make people smile knowingly, but if it’s placed here, it can only make people adrenaline Supplements soared.

Upstairs, when Yao Qiong was hunted down by a ghost, she was sitting in the living room waiting for the time to pass. She didn't plan to go to the bedroom to sleep. She just passed the 24 hours on the sofa. Of course, she was involved in it for safety. For the sake of consideration, there is also a reason because the bedroom in this room is really terrible.

As a well-informed player, when Fan Yue came to this game field, she couldn't hold back her vomiting when she opened her eyes and saw the bedroom. Acceptable bottom line.

Fan Yue, a resident of 101, is a single mother with severe mental illness. She has a five-year-old son, and the mother and son depend on each other.

Fan Yue attaches great importance to her only child, to the point of worrying about gains and losses. She does not allow her son to go out without her company, nor does she allow him to leave a certain range of her own, and does not allow him to play with other children, and does not allow him to go to crowded places , remote places, strange places...

In short, Fan Yue is working hard on her own to treat her son as a delicate and pitiful flower, and wants to raise him in a vacuum glass greenhouse that only she can touch, like an old hen protecting her chicks. He opened his wings and tightly protected the child under his body.

The morbid desire for protection and strong control destroyed this already fragile family. Fan Yue's son accidentally fell and hurt his knee while playing with children one day. collapsed.

This world is dangerous, even with her best protection, the baby cannot grow up safely.

It would be great if he could stay in her womb like a baby.

All dangers will be blocked by her, he will always be nostalgic and nestled in her body, he will not leave suddenly, nor will he get lost suddenly, and she does not have to wake up in the middle of the night every night, staring at the child to confirm his health and safety over and over again.

If only the baby could stay in her womb forever... how wonderful it would be...

The crazy woman was completely stunned. She raised the knife and pointed the blade at the sleeping child.

After Fan Yue came, she had to face this scene.

The entire bedroom was splattered with scarlet blood, and the bed was covered with minced meat. The murderer seemed to use this bed as a perfect cooking table, and cut and chopped his young child into pieces of meat on it. There is mud, and there is a pot full of clean water beside it, and you can tell what she is up to at a glance.

The impact of this scene was too great. Fan Yue threw away the dripping knife in his hand, rushed into the bathroom and vomited in the dark. It took half an hour to collect his emotions and go back to "deal with the scene".

Speaking of dealing with the scene, in fact, she can't do anything else, the victim has already been chopped up like this, how else can she deal with it?Down the drain? !

Even though she knew this was a playground, Fan Yue still couldn't do such a thing.

She wrapped the pieces of meat and bones in a bed sheet and made a big bag. She wanted to hide it, but seeing that the mattress of the whole bed was soaked with blood, it seemed meaningless to hide it or not. , So he simply threw the burden on the bed.

The bedroom door was tightly closed, and Fan Yue planned to sit on the sofa for 24 hours until the end of the game.

This choice directly saved Fan Yue's life.

When Yao Qiong on the second floor was forced to chase the ghost face to face because the door was opened, Fan Yue already realized that something was wrong, she stood up quickly, looked around, and then a vague children's song came from the bedroom .

"Little Moon, sleep crookedly, grandma told me to go back to my hometown..."

"Walk to the countryside, wear red flowers, eat delicious food under the big tree..."

The child's voice was thin and high-pitched, and the clear child's voice was crisp, but falling into Fan Yue's ears made the pores of her whole body stand up.

In the blink of an eye, she figured out what happened to Yao Qiong on the second floor—the victim who was killed by "Yao Qiong" must have returned as a ghost!

It is not uncommon for a dead person to turn into a ghost in the game field. Fan Yue accepted it quickly, and began to think about how to get out in the next second. The most urgent thing is to get out of this dangerous place with ghosts.

Compared with Chen Yin who looked forward and backward at critical moments, Fan Yue's mobility was extremely high, she rushed to the door in two or three steps - thank her for staying in the living room, otherwise she would be caught by the ghost in the bedroom.

Adhering to the good habits developed at home, Fan Yue grabbed the key on the shoe cabinet, raised her hand, opened the door and closed it in one go.

After blocking the singing sound behind the door and standing in the dark corridor, the over-stretched brain finally recovered and realized what he had done.

Fan Yue was panting heavily, and belatedly realized that her clothes were all soaked behind her.

The hard key made her hand hurt. She squeezed the key unconsciously and began to think anxiously about what to do next. When everyone dispersed, she emphasized not to open the door for others. Even if she went upstairs to ask for help now It is also unlikely to get help, and there is Yao Qiong, the ghost victim on the second floor, blocking the way, so she doesn't dare to rush up...

No matter what Fan Yue thinks, she feels that this is a dead end. The joy of escaping from 101 was washed away for a short time.

What to do? What to do? What to do……

Fan Yue squeezed the key hard, suddenly froze for a moment, looked down at the key chain in her hand, why are there two keys on it?Feeling different?

The two keys obviously do not belong to the same door, but the size of the keys can also be seen that they are the keys of the entrance door.

One key is for 101, what about the other key?

Fan Yue suddenly seemed to understand something, a glimmer of hope suddenly rose, jumped up and fumbled to open the door of 102, and sure enough, the door that made people feel very safe opened in response.

Fan Yue didn't care about anything more, after hastily making sure that there was no one or ghost waiting for a rabbit, he closed the door carefully with his backhand, lying on the cat's eye and staring at the movement opposite, praying that the child would not come out.

In the end, instead of waiting for the child to come out, she waited for Chen Yin who climbed down from the water pipe on the fourth floor.

After Chen Yin slid to the first floor, she had to find a way to enter the residential building. It happened that the bedroom window of 101 was open and there was no one inside, so she jumped in lightly. As soon as her toes landed, she regretted it.

She didn't hear it outside the house just now, but as soon as she entered the house, the long nursery rhyme floated into her ears.

Chen Yin didn't believe that Fan Yue would be in the mood to sing any songs at such a time, so don't think about it, there must be ghosts in this room.

She was about to turn around and climb out of the window almost reflexively, but at this moment, a bloody head fell from the sky and hit the ground outside the first floor, rubbing her face.

Chen Yin: ...

Is that ghost so cruel? !In order to chase her, he threw his head down!

Chen Yin didn't dare to go out anymore, so she could only bite the bullet and walk towards the living room step by step.

The blood dripping on the bed in the bedroom startled her a lot. As one of the murderers, she immediately understood what had happened here. The tragedy made her hold her breath for fear of being accidentally discovered by the ghosts. Fortunately, she was staying in the bedroom. The ghost went out, and it was calling mama coquettishly, and now the voice was in the kitchen on the left.

Chen Yin has never felt that she was so calm and brave. Desperation is indeed the best opportunity to tap the limits of people. She just listened to the movement in the kitchen with her ears sideways, and walked towards the door against the wall. She walked smoothly like this Out.

She quietly opened the door and went out, carefully grasping the doorknob, trying to close the door again, but when the crack in the door with scattered lights narrowed to a palm width, the kid in the kitchen seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly stopped singing.

"Mom?" it called suspiciously.

Sweat poured out of Chen Yin's whole body as if a gate had been opened. She froze in place, not daring to move.

"Mom!" it yelled.

Chen Yin began to hesitate whether to let go and run now, or to slam the door shut and run again.

The former may allow her to run a little longer, but the kid will be able to chase it out immediately, and the latter may be able to lock it inside, but what if the door opens again inexplicably?

Chen Yin was torn between the two options, and the door of 102 behind her opened quietly: "Here..."

Fan Yue greeted the player on the fourth floor with her breath.

In the end, the door of 101 could not be closed, so Chen Yin and Fan Yue held hands and sat on the ground leaning against the door of 102, listening to the nursery rhymes on the opposite side, while praying for the other party to leave quickly.

"Did you... hear any sound?" Fan Yue asked Chen Yin with a weak voice.

"what?"

"Footsteps," Fan Yue said in a low voice, "on the stairs...someone came down."

The footsteps going upstairs are different from those going downstairs. In fact, she didn't need to say it. Chen Yin also heard another sound, which was very similar to the one she heard during the day. It hit the stairs one after another, echoing in vain.

In an instant, she thought of the ghost head that hit the ground against her face just now.

The two remained dead silent, sitting there motionless.

However, what happened next was beyond their understanding.

First of all, the thumping sound disappeared, replaced by a loud noise of something heavy falling from a high place, and after the loud noise, there was the sound of someone talking.

The content of the speech was too inexplicable, anyway, neither Fan Yue nor Chen Yin understood it.

What does it mean to "be polite when you are a ghost, or when you step into society, you will know that not everyone will pamper you like your family"?

They wondered if they were hallucinating.

After that, the sound of steady footsteps sounded regularly again, and then stopped opposite them.

Chen Yin's expression became a little weird, she seemed to recognize who the voice came from, but how could this be possible? !

Chen Yin stood up, lay on the cat's eye and looked across, and saw Zhang Dinghai, a resident on the fifth floor, bent over to listen to the singing inside, next to House 101 with a slit open opposite, and after listening for a while, he straightened up , as if thinking about something, Chen Yin was hesitating whether to ask him to come in to hide, reminding him that the one in 101 was a ghost, and Fan Yue, who followed and stood up, realized her thoughts and grabbed her sleeve suddenly.

"The sixth person."

Fan Yue mouthed her warning.

Chen Yin instantly woke up.

So many things happened in just one hour, she almost forgot that there was a ghost among them.

And this Zhang Dinghai behaved too suspiciously, he didn't look like he was being chased by a ghost at all, he even said a few strange words to an unknown person just now, coupled with his current behavior...so he is that Ghosts who mingle with them? !

Chen Yin opened her eyes wide, and through the cat's eyes, she saw Zhang Dinghai finished thinking, and then—turned her head, as if knowing that she was being watched, smiled at the door of 102, and immediately opened the door of 101, Shi Shi Then he walked in, and did not forget to close the door with his backhand.

The misty nursery rhymes were kept out, Chen Yin's complexion was pale and her whole body was stiff.

He, he knew they were on the opposite side!He knows someone at 102!

I won't go into details about how turbulent Chen Yin's heart is. Qiao Zhou has become extra bold since he discovered that other victims would not hurt him. He intends to take this opportunity to study the modus operandi of other murderers clearly. If he meets a player who doesn't cooperate...

Qiao Zhou thought casually, then he would let the victims out and let them play happily in pairs.

Of course, he has always been willing to be a good and law-abiding citizen, just like closing the door just now, and he doesn't mind being a little helpful.

Chen Yin lay on the cat's eye and stared at the opposite door. About half an hour later, the dangerous door that looked like the mouth of an abyss in her eyes opened again, and Zhang Dinghai walked out unscathed. There is nothing missing, not even his expression has changed too much!

how so!

Chen Yin's pupils trembled.

Is he really a ghost?Or does he have any special means?Or is there some rule in this game field that they don't know?

She looked at Zhang Dingguan's door to 101, and walked upstairs like a normal person, stepping away, she gritted her teeth and was about to follow, when the ghost who had been knocked to death downstairs also After coming back to life, she jumped upstairs. When she heard the sound, Chen Yin was shocked.

Qiao Zhou didn't pay attention to the two people in 102 at all. He walked around the third floor and the first floor. He went to pull the doorknob on the fourth floor, and the moment he opened the door, a black mass swished past him, bounced and bounced towards the window, and the man who lost his head The poor lookout corpses merged into one.

The fully restored corpse stood by the window, looking at him vigilantly, holding his dangling head with both hands, and the two looked at each other in the small room across a bed.

Just as Qiao Zhou was about to open his mouth, there was a loud bang from the fifth floor.

It was the sound of the door being slammed open and smashed against the wall, followed by the noise of heavy furniture jingling and overturning. It seemed that a manic person was venting his anger.

Then heavy and fast terrifying footsteps rushed down from the fifth floor in a torrential rain.

Zhang Dinghe finally realized that the person he was looking for was no longer in 502.

Qiao Zhou frowned slightly.

The decapitated ghost standing by the window realized something. It slowly revealed a ferocious and malicious smile, opened its twisted and cracked lips, and wanted to make a sound. Qiao Zhou, who caught its movement, used a faster speed than it did. Jumping from the spot, stepping on the chair and table and jumping across the bed, the steel pipe in his hand hit the head hard with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops, and in a very standard baseball playing posture, he directly hit the head of the decapitated ghost on his neck wide open. window!

Three kills!

The head that was successfully attacked by living people three times fell to the sky with a dazed and unbelievable expression, and the face with a vicious and resentful expression was colorful, and it looked a little weird and pitiful...

Qiao Zhou stuck his head out by the window, waved his hand politely at it, and then put a hand on the shoulder of the headless corpse beside him, showing a meaningful smile.

The falling head's eyes widened in horror: what is this man going to do to its body!Save the ghost!There are people here!