Chapter 49 Breaking the ground 06┃402 story.

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date="2020-10-01"

title="Chapter 49 Breaking the ground 06┃402 story."

weight="95762"

series = ["Paintings of Terror"]

mode = "manual"

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In room 402, there are strange marks from the fire.

The ceiling and walls of the room were smoked black, but other furnishings were not affected at all.

The room is very dark, and the large windows facing the road are also blocked by a concrete wall. For this, most people do not show a strange look. Except for Wei Dong and Zhu Haowen, the two obviously exposed the strange concrete wall. Frightened and puzzled.

On the big bed in the back room, two-thirds of the bedding was burned to ashes, while the other third was intact.

Wei Dong's face turned pale, standing beside Ke Xun: "This... how did this burn? Could it be that the bedclothes burned spontaneously? This is too evil."

Mu Yiran looked at the intact half of the candle on the table next to him, and also found things strange.

Everyone soon discovered this weird phenomenon, and the child picked up the half candle squatting in the small tea bowl. A lot of solidified wax oil had already accumulated in the tea bowl: "This...candle is not the source of fire?"

Qin Ci looked up at the blackened ceiling and walls: "From the perspective of the walls, the fire last night should have been very strong, even spreading to the outside."

——"No, these walls have always been black." It was Xin Miao who had just appeared at the door, and Sha Liu was standing beside him.

"It's always black?" Qin Ci puzzled.

Xin Miao looked sure: "The three of us... the three of us opened the door to look at the house yesterday evening. The house was dark. Later, we went downstairs and found the concierge. He said that the house cannot be changed and I cannot live in love... …Let him open the door for us to go out, and he doesn’t agree.

"Apart from the black walls, is there anything else strange?" Mu Yiran asked.

Xin Miao is a kind of forbearing composure at this moment. After Sha Liu’s persuasion, his instinctive desire to survive finally surpassed his fear. At this moment, I just wanted to cooperate with everyone to find shelter: "We probably looked at the house at the time, and then I went to the small restaurant downstairs to eat..." Xin Miao looked at the room in front of him again, and saw the bed that had been burnt more than half of his eyes, and couldn't help but shiver. "The two of them are more courageous than me. Da, I always think that I crossed last night, and their adaptability is better than me."

"We went back to the house after turning off the lights, and we each played mobile games for a while, and then...the two of them were going to the bathroom, and it would be bad when they came back..." Xin Miao recalled yesterday.

Sha Liu asked next to him, "What's wrong?"

"When they came back, they said that there was a grimace outside the window of the public toilet... because Tina loves pranks to scare people, and she also loves to tell ghost stories. I have little courage. I thought they were deliberately scaring me," Xin Miao said. Then they sobbed again, "They said that this place can't live anymore, they have to go out and discuss with you, and then everyone will go to the old concierge..."

"I was dubious about what they were saying, and I was very afraid. It was dark outside, so I didn't dare to go out! None of the three of us remembered which house you all lived in, but vaguely remembered that the other two women seemed to live in 410. ..."

So last night, they knocked on the door of 410. In the absence of a response, perhaps they were afraid, so they had to leave first, planning to leave the apartment overnight and tomorrow morning.

Everyone heard their door slamming last night. As long as the angle of the room is right, some people also saw the candle-lit window of 402.

"What about after they go back to the house?" Ke Xun thought of Tina who dyed her hair grayish-blue. She felt so fearless and fearless. He always felt that this person could not go away quietly when he returned to the room.

Sure enough, Xin Miao continued: "None of us can sleep, and everyone is a little fidgety. Later, Tina started packing up the backpacks and planned to leave overnight. In fact, we did leave the room again..."

Xin Miao's face began to become ugly, and his eyes couldn't help looking at the direction of the public toilet: "That staircase...we came up from there when we went upstairs before the lights were turned off. The staircase was obviously right next to the public toilet...Who knows, when we When I wanted to leave in the middle of the night, the stairs were gone."

"What?!" Qiu Lu was the first to express surprise, "The stairs are gone?!"

Xin Miao’s lips turned pale with fright: “Now there are again... I really disappeared last night! The public toilet is still there, but the place where there should be stairs is a flat ground! It's as if stairs have never been built there..."

"Then you panicked too much and went back to your room?" Ke Xun asked.

"Yes, we didn't dare to go anywhere, and we felt unsafe after we plugged the door in. Then everyone huddled together to sleep...until early the next morning..."

Sha Liu patted Xin Miao's back to comfort him, and looked at Mu Yiran and Ke Xun: "I and Qiu Lu will go to the women's bathroom to see. I don't know if the grimace is still there."

Qiu Lu was a little scared, hesitated to move forward.

Shou Zhu said from the side: "If there is no one in the women's bathroom, let's go in and take a look."

No one else had any objections, and Xin Miao followed everyone. He felt that only crowded places were the safest, even in broad daylight.

Mu Yiran walked behind and did not go in. Instead, he stepped in the direction of the stairs. Ke Xun stood behind him: "I believe her, the stairs may have really disappeared last night."

Now the stairs are clearly in front of you, and there are Saint Seiya stickers by children on the mottled handrails.

But who can tell the things in the painting clearly?

Mu Yiran stood at the top of the stairs, as if thinking about something.

Ke Xun looked at the four points in the circle of the apartment. Each point is an exit. The stairs are solid exits, and the toilet water room is a liquid exit.

"You said, all the stairs disappeared after the lights were turned off last night? If this is the case, then the concierge doesn't need to remind us that we can't go up and down at will." Ke Xun said his opinion.

Mu Yiran's slightly cool eyes stayed on Ke Xun's face for a moment: "In terms of time, will this disappearance happen every night or only on a specific night?"

Ke Xun felt that his face was sprinkled with mint candy on his face, and his head became clear. "In other words, the disappearance of the stairs may be closely related to the death that night. The death of last night was designed as a fire. Once the two girls who were burned wake up in time, they are likely to push out the door and escape. The stairs are the first choice for people as an emergency passage."

The mint in Mu Yiran's eyes came over again, and he nodded invisibly: "By analogy, the entire apartment is involved in the death design, and adjustments are made for each death event. This time only the apartment changes. In the future, maybe someone will participate in the hardware facilities."

Mu Yiran's tone is calm, but the content of the words makes people feel horrified from the top of the head to the toes.

Others have come out of the public toilet, and the result is that there is indeed a grimace outside the window of the women's toilet. It is a graffiti painted on the concrete wall outside. The whole face is almost as big as the window, and it is indeed very crass at first glance.

"Kerr, why is there a concrete wall outside the window?" Wei Dong came to Ke Xun, "Are you like this on the fourth floor?"

Ke Xun nodded: "Are you all right on the sixth floor?"

Everyone talked and went downstairs. It's time to go to the Wumei Restaurant to gather.

"The windows on the sixth floor are still quite bright, I just feel panicked," Wei Dong looked at Zhu Haowen who was walking in front. "My roommate kept saying that I had a headache last night. I felt chest tight and I felt so heavy in my heart. But I’m getting angry. Fortunately, the Eight Immortals tube you gave me is on top, or I should be sent to the hospital for oxygen.

As Wei Dong said, he took out the Eight Immortals tube in his hand, unscrewed it and took a deep breath: "No wonder the concierge is so panicked when he says that he lives on the sixth floor, I understand this feeling."

Mu Yiran asked suddenly: "Apart from physical discomfort last night, did your room have any other abnormalities?"

Wei Dong scratched his head: "Last night, we both slept to death. We still felt headache and chest tightness when we got up in the morning, so we hurriedly left the room."

"Is it still uncomfortable now?" Ke Xun asked.

"Strange, it's fine as soon as you leave the sixth floor." Wei Dong himself couldn't tell why.

When Qin Ci passed the third floor, he went to 307 where he was staying and helped the old man Li Taiyong out. Since the old man was too old, everyone did not let him know about the dead person.

The concierge is already waiting for everyone at the entrance of Wumei Restaurant: "Tell everyone about 402 before eating."

Should NPC take the initiative to confess the crime last night?

The concierge shook the big keychain in his hand: "Since Liao Xin passed us the power outage at night, the big guy can only touch the dark. Xiaobai, who used to live in 402, the college entrance examination student, can only light wax to study every night and read a book one day. I fell asleep when I was too tired, and I hit a candle and lit the book, which caused a fire.—Of course, this was last year."

Everyone was analyzing the purpose of the NPC explaining these things, and they heard the concierge say: "So we have to pay attention to fire safety, and have common sense of fire protection! Let's stop here, let's eat."

Wei Dong couldn't help asking: "Then do we have any tasks during the day?"

"What do you tenants like to do, and it's not my responsibility!"

"Then can we go out?" Qiu Lu asked hurriedly.

The concierge’s face turned cold: "The gate has been blocked by the developers, and the cement walls are built up. Whoever goes out is a traitor to the Chunshui dormitory!"

The big guy hurried into the restaurant with haha, Sha Liu reminded him next to Qiu Lu: "Our purpose is to find the seal. Only by finding the seal can we leave this world!"

Qiu Lu has also been forced to believe this evil thing: "But with so many people living here, do we have to search from house to house?"

"The seal cannot be in other people's homes. We must contact these deaths to find out the main line or trigger point. The seal can only be hidden in places related to these." Sha Liu's voice gradually increased, so that those first times Anyone who enters the painting can hear it.

The proprietress Wumei led everyone into the only standard room of the hotel. Inside there was a large round table on which a simple breakfast-millet porridge, steamed buns, and cold side dishes had been placed.

Ke Xun Wei Dong feels that the treatment here is not bad for the "eating chaffy vegetables" who has experienced the first two paintings.

Wumei also said: "If you are willing to order, you will add extra money. We also have eggs, fried cakes, buns, preserved eggs and lean meat porridge."

Everyone has no appetite to eat, and no mood to order.

Ke Xun glanced at Wumei: "Why don't you have another boiled egg? How much?"

At this time, you should be full. Finding seals is a very labor intensive task.

"An egg is fifty cents, and 11 people will count you five dollars!" Wumei is a happy person.

Ke Xun paid for the fifth sister, then smiled and asked: "Who is the Liao Xinchuan that the uncle just said?"

While keeping the accounts, Wu Mei replied: "It's the former Director Liao in the factory!"

This answer surprised everyone. I thought that Liao Xinchuan should be the so-called Hong Kong developer, but he didn't expect another director to come up.

The person who spoke this time turned out to be the old man Li Taiyong who has been taciturn: "Girl, is our factory still there today?"

"Yes, but it’s not the same as before. I don’t understand the principles of the shareholding system or something, so I went round and round. Now the entire factory is owned by the shareholders! Even the land of the factory and the dormitory of spring bamboo shoots are all owned by them. They are! Director Liao takes the lead!"

Li Taiyong fell silent again.