The man in the black vest standing at the front stretched out his hand and pulled open the old gate. The gate, which had been corroded in many parts, made an overwhelmed "creak" sound and opened it reluctantly.

What appears before the players is an old and dirty corridor.

The hallway, like the elevator, was dilapidated and mottled, the walls were peeling off, and a thick layer of stains accumulated over the years was condensed everywhere, exuding an unpleasant smell.

At the same time, there is also a system prompt:

"Ding-dong-"

An unpleasant voice sounded: "Four-day-end-"

The sound dragged on for a long time, like rotten old wood, and it made the eardrum feel uncomfortable when it entered the ear.

Players look at the corridor ahead and understand that this is the scene of the game.

And four days is the time for this game.

The moment the elevator opened, the mother and daughter left without looking back. They were in a hurry, and their backs quickly disappeared at the corner of the corridor.

The players also stepped out of the elevator one after another, and the irregular footsteps of a group of people echoed in the narrow corridor.

Xiao Lan observed the surrounding environment. There were a large number of doors on both sides of the corridor, all of which were tightly closed.

The doors all looked very old, with scratches from too many years of use, and a heavy accumulation of dust. Some still have faded New Year pictures and door gods on them, and almost all the metal parts of the doors are rusted, and some even have the door locks rudely wrapped with iron wire.

It looks like it hasn't been inhabited for a long time.

Apart from the footsteps of a few people and occasional conversations, there was no other sound in the corridor.

The corridor is narrow but tortuous. After turning a few turns, the players finally found an open door ahead. Dim yellow incandescent light spilled from the door, bringing out a faint warmth in the cold corridor.

It seemed that he heard footsteps, and a person came out of the door.

It was a skinny-looking middle-aged man, one eye should have turned gray due to illness or injury, and the other eye stared at the players with a penetrating look.

"Hey..." The middle-aged man gave a gloomy smile and glanced around the players, "I'm the landlord of 404, you are the ones who reserved the room, right?"

The players could only nod their heads along the way.

"Four days later..." The smile on the middle-aged man's face deepened: "You will definitely have the most unforgettable party in your life."

Players are tempted to spit on their characters. Do these people think that life is too long, to come to such a place to gather, the last gathering of their lives, of course, it is very unforgettable.

Since ancient times, no one has died in life, but not without death. Why do we have to automatically speed up this process?

The landlord turned around and entered the door. Although the players wanted to refuse, they had to keep up.

The moment before entering the door, the red-clothed, curly-haired Yu sister approached Xiao Lan and warned softly, "Don't just trust anyone who asks for a team, the better you say, the less you believe it, sometimes others may want more than just what they say. It's your life."

After speaking, he left without waiting for Xiao Lan to answer.

This seems to be a person who dislikes integrity, seems indifferent and difficult to get along with, but in fact has been reminding the players in the same field not to trust others easily.

Looking at her tall figure, Xiao Lan frowned slightly, why did she come to warn her for the second time, the last sentence seemed to mean something.

Are you implying that there is something wrong with He Rui?

Before the game officially started, Xiao Lan felt a sense of crisis dormant in the dark.

——

After entering the door.

It looks as cramped and shabby as the outside.

The walls were mottled and fell off, and the inner masonry was exposed in some places. There was still a lot of water seepage on the ceiling, which flowed down the wall, and there were large areas of mildew on the wall.

At this time, the game was in the middle of summer, and the hot weather and the humid and sultry air created an unpleasant smell in the room.

The originally small interior was once again divided into many rooms, each of which was equally narrow. Judging from the rooms with the doors open occasionally, the clutter inside was piled up in a mess. There are many rooms with iron wire wrapped around the doorknob, as if they are not ready to open again.

Only a few rooms appear to be inhabited.

It looks like there should have been a lot of people living here, but don't know why these rooms have since been vacant or even locked.

The landlord stood in front of the door of a room and waved to the players for them to come over.

He pointed to the room and said, "Who of you lives in this room? The upper bunk is broken, and only one person can live."

Almost only one person can pass through the room, and there is an iron upper and lower bunk. The upper bunk was piled with dusty debris, and there were rust-covered checkered fences around the bed.

There was a faint smell of rust in the air, and it looked just like the cages of poultry in the market.

It is conceivable that people will feel very uncomfortable if they sleep in it.

"I'll come." The red-clothed royal sister directly selected this room.

The landlord took out a small notebook and raised his penetrating eyes: "Name."

"Wu Ting." The lady in red replied.

The next few consecutive rooms are in a similar state, narrow, cluttered, and old bunk beds surrounded by fences. The players also knew that the man in the black vest was named Li Haokuan.

Xiao Lan and Luo chose the only double room.

It is said that it is a double, only because the bunks in this room are still intact, the space is not much larger than the others, but there is an extra window for ventilation.

Xiao Lan stretched out his hand and shook the iron-framed bed, which seemed to be of dubious quality. The iron-framed bed made a feeble "crunch..." sound, as if to warn him that it was going to strike if it went on like this.

Xiao Lan was suddenly very fortunate that Luo didn't need to sleep, otherwise this broken bed might not be able to support the weight of two adult men at all.

On the other side, Luo reached out and tried to close the door, and the door suddenly made a "porphyr" sound.

Xiao Lan turned around in surprise: "You still fart?!"

Luo: "..."

Following Luo's actions, Xiao Lan discovered the unique talent of this door. He also stretched out his hand and dragged the door a few times, so:

"Poor-"

"Purple-"

"Poor por-por-por-por-"

A rhythmic serial fart sounded, filling the room with poor sound insulation with a sense of presence.

"Fuck! Who the fuck farts!"

"I woke up my sleep, there's no end to it!!"

I don't know which of the grumpy neighbors roared.

Xiao Lan withdrew his hand in an unsatisfactory manner. If he continued to play, this irritable old man might rush out.

He turned to look at the room. There were many old posters on the walls of this room, and the star Xiao Lan on them was almost unknown. The posters are all facing the direction of the bed. If the light is turned off, it will probably look like a dense blur of ghosts.

There is a small ceiling fan on the top of the room, and don't know why, there is a rope hanging from the ceiling fan.

The rope is very old hemp rope. don't know how long it has been on it. The color is a little black, and the stains on it are almost melted into the hemp rope.

Xiao Lan pointed at the hemp rope: "This... Could it be that someone has been hanged here?"

"According to the quality of this fan, it may not be able to bear the weight of a person at all." Luo thought for a moment and then added, "Of course, except for children, but children can't reach this height unless... an adult takes him put it on."

Outside the window is a fake city like the terminal supermarket.

The breeze blew into the room, swaying the hemp rope slightly, and the elongated shadow was cast on the wall, as if someone was playing on it.

Although the hemp rope may just be left by the previous resident to hang things, it may also be a death trap. just don't know whether it is more dangerous to leave it or throw it out.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Lan decided to pull this thing off and throw it out.

Anyway, half the probability, it's still hot eyes.

——

When it was time for dinner, the landlord called everyone out to eat.

At this time, the players saw several other residents here.

A pregnant woman who looks very silent and keeps her head down almost all the time; a couple who wants to stick to each other; there is a man who looks like Shinto, and his mouth is "God will punish you", "Reflect on your sins", like a cult.

The mother and daughter whom had seen in the elevator before did not appear at the dinner table, do they live somewhere else?

The table is full of reddish meat, cut into different shapes and soaked in different-colored goo. Although the NPCs ate with relish, looking at these half-baked dishes, the players felt a little sick to their stomachs and sat around the table without using their chopsticks for a long time.

At this time, the couple who looked like conjoined babies became restless:

The woman put a chopstick to the man's mouth: "Baby, open your mouth, ah-"

Man: "Baby, why is it so delicious when you give it to me~"

Woman: "I hate it, you bastard~"

Man: "It's not because my baby is sweet!"

The woman looked shy: "Oh, you are bad~"

Players: "..."

Damn, why do you have to eat dog food when you enter the game, it's still so greasy! ! !

On the other hand, Xiao Lan said that he has a good acceptance of Mufu.

The way he looks to eat deliciously makes one almost suspect that his sense of taste has failed. While Xiao Lan was eating, Luo skillfully replenished his bowl, keeping the bowl in a state of conservation of matter.

Damn, come join in the fun too!

Seeing that the friendly army has fallen, although the players still have doubts in their hearts, they still try to pick up the dishes. Although the dishes don't taste very good, these are actually the taste of beef.

They finally breathed a sigh of relief.

——

After eating, Xiao Lan felt that she was sweating all over.

Although there was no strenuous exercise, the sultry weather, coupled with the poorly ventilated environment, made the whole room 404 a hot and humid atmosphere.

There is no bathroom in the player's room, and whether to take a shower or use the toilet, he must go to the public area outside.

As a human being, Xiao Lan couldn't be like Luo, not only not sweating at all, but also self-cleaning at any time. He had no choice but to take out the change of clothes and toiletries that Luo had prepared earlier from the storage space and head to the bathroom.

At the same time, he refused Luo's request to keep the door for him, which was also... so strange.

The lights in the bathroom were dim and flickered over and over every now and then.

There are also several small compartments inside, and the door panel only blocks most of the middle. Through the bottom of the compartment, you can see the ground outside.

The tiles on the wall have turned yellow and cracked, and moss is still growing tenaciously in the gaps. Under the moisturization of the daily bath water, there is a trend of growing stronger.

Simply, the water volume is quite large, and the water temperature is also suitable.

Taking a bath in the hot water, Xiao Lan felt comfortable all over. Suddenly, a faint voice sounded outside, and under the cover of the sound of water, it was not very real.

Intuition was wrong, Xiao Lan turned off the shower.

At this time, the voice became clear.

"pat-"

"pat-"

It was the sound of slapping the ball on the wet ground. The crisp sound of the ball and the ground was mixed with the sound of water splashes of different sizes.

The voice became clearer and clearer, as if someone was slapping the ball and came towards Xiao Lan step by step.

However, there were no corresponding footsteps.

"pat-"

"pat-"

The sound of hitting the ball suddenly stopped, just outside Xiao Lan's door.

Xiao Lan saw that in the half-meter-high gap under the door panel that cut corners in the bathroom, a small red ball slowly rolled towards him, and finally stopped at the door near Xiao Lan.

There was no one outside the door.

The voice suddenly sounded: "Brother, can you help me pick up the ball?"

The child's voice is crisp and soft, and it belongs to a child who has not yet begun to change his voice, making it difficult to distinguish the gender from the voice.

Seeing that Xiao Lan didn't answer, the voice continued: "If my brother doesn't want to, I can come in and get it myself."

This time, there was a little innocent smile in his voice, as if he was expecting something. Thinking with his ass, he knew what would happen if he really let him in.

Xiao Lan glanced at the empty bathroom door and looked up at the shower.

Well, the shower head can be taken off.

So, Xiao Lan raised his hand and picked up the shower, and after a little adjustment, turned on the maximum amount of water.Then point the shower at the little ball - and sip it out.

**'s little ball lay alone on the floor.

The ghost outside the door: "..."

Xiao Lan took back the shower and said lightly, "No thanks."