Chapter 007: Red-robed Ghost (06)
Zhang Lan pressed the button for the seventh floor, watched the elevator door close, and felt a little craving for a cigarette, so he began to feel for his lighter and cigarettes in his pocket.
There won’t be any ghosts during the off-get off work hours. Thinking of this, Zhang Lan felt completely relaxed.
"Hey, where are my cigarettes?" Zhang Lan only touched the lighter and looked for cigarettes everywhere. When he lowered his head, he found that the cigarette box that was originally in his trouser pocket was lying on the ground.
"When did it fall? Why didn't I hear any sound?"
Zhang Lan picked it up puzzled, lit a cigarette, and was just about to take a comfortable puff when one or two drops of water dripped from the top of the elevator without warning, just onto the butt of the cigarette he had just lit. The cigarette went out instantly and he could no longer smoke it.
"What a rubbish elevator that's leaking!!" Zhang Lan cursed and looked up, but he didn't see where the water was leaking.
There is clearly no gap on the elevator roof.
"Where did the water come from?" Zhang Lan muttered to himself and lit another cigarette. This time he learned his lesson and went to the corner of the elevator. This way, even if water leaked from the original place again, it would not drip onto his cigarette.
The strange thing was...his cigarette was once again extinguished by the water leaking from the top of the elevator.
An ominous premonition flashed through Zhang Lan's mind. He raised his head mechanically and slowly, just in time to see a pale ghost face!
The female ghost was hanging on the top of the elevator, with a steady stream of saliva dripping from her mouth.
"Tick, tick, tick"...
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Outside of horror movies:
【First Blood!】
[Your ceiling is leaking, look up, it's saliva! ]
[Congratulations to the Red Ghost for getting a kill. Don't be too proud. Please keep up the good work and achieve more success.]
[This guy was really stupid. The little brother had already told him not to take the elevator. It's not unfair that he died.]
[Who would have thought of secretly adjusting the time? After all, in his mind, it was time to get off work and there was no danger. ]
[Besides, would you believe a blind man? ]
[Don’t forget, although the female ghost seems to be able to kill people only in the elevator, there is a ghost baby outside the elevator. I think that ghost baby is much scarier than the female ghost.]
[The picture is for the little brother. His sleeping posture is super cute. I want to watch him sleeping. ]
…
At the same time, on the fifth floor.
Yan Jing gently pushed Xie Chi who was sleeping on the sofa: "Brother Xie, wake up quickly, it's time to get off work."
Xie Chi frowned slightly, refusing to open his eyes. He hugged the pillow and turned over to continue sleeping: "The APP didn't ring, so I didn't get off work."
Yan Jing insisted: "It's really time to get off work! I can't see it, a new guy just came down from the seventh floor and reminded me!"
Yan Jing was talking when he suddenly said "Huh?" "Brother Xie, it seems like what you said is right... This is weird. Logically speaking, the APP is so user-friendly, we shouldn't have no news after work. Moreover, the plot will definitely be updated after the first day of work, so we should have received a message reminder. What's going on..."
Xie Chi said sullenly: "Zhong, there is something wrong with Zhong."
He couldn't stand Yan Jing's nagging any longer, so he resigned himself to his fate, sat up, and looked up at the clock.
It was indeed already five and three in the morning.
Xie Chi stared at it for a few seconds and sneered: "APP can't lie, so either the clock is broken, or... a ghost is lying."
Yan Jing was instantly awakened and opened his Yin-Yang eyes. The next second he screamed and hid behind Xie Chi: "Brother Xie! Zhongli... Ghost Hand!"
In Yan Jing's field of vision, a ghost hand was inside the wall clock, patiently moving the hands bit by bit.
It was the hand of a female ghost. The skin was waxy, oily and pale, and the nails were painted with burgundy nail polish.
As if it realized it had been discovered, the ghost hand paused for two seconds, then quickly retracted into the wall clock like a loach and disappeared.
The wall clock immediately returned to normal, showing the real time - 3:50 in the morning.
Yan Jing had just recovered from the shock and was breathing heavily.
They didn't get off work at all!
It was the ghost who quietly and slowly moved the minute hand one more circle, making the time pass five in the morning, creating the illusion that they were off work.
Xie Chi could guess what Yan Jing saw, and he yawned lazily, seeming a little indifferent.
Yan Jing was confused: "Why would a ghost want to change time?"
Xie Chi raised his eyebrows slightly, lit a cigarette, took a puff, felt his brain become clearer, and said slowly: "Tricked us into taking the elevator."
Yan Jing suddenly realized: "Fortunately, Brother Xie, you asked someone to unlock the stairwell. I also informed them before to be careful with the elevator. They won't be fooled..."
Suddenly, a heart-wrenching scream was heard in the elevator.
Yan Jing was stunned for two seconds, his eyes were bloodshot: "It's the man on the eleventh floor!!"
…
Zhang Lan's scream was so terrifying that it alarmed all the actors in the building.
When Xie Chi and Yan Jing rushed down, everyone was there. Zhou Wen was hesitating in front of the elevator whether to press the door-opening button, and the other newcomers were hiding far away.
The dark-skinned man said in fear: "Brother Zhou, don't open the elevator... Zhang Lan is silent, he must be dead. If the ghost is still inside, won't he come out if the elevator opens..."
Another newcomer also reacted: "Yeah, he's dead, and it's still working hours. What if a ghost attacks us..."
The other two echoed: "If you want to open it, wait until after get off work!"
Zhang Lan was definitely dead, there was no doubt about that. Zhou Wen originally wanted to go in and investigate for clues, but after hearing what the newcomer said, he felt a little scared and thought it would not be too late to go in after working hours.
As soon as he stepped back, he turned around and saw the tall and eye-catching Xie Chi in the crowd, and a strong resentment flashed in his eyes.
This guy appears gentle and weak on the surface, but in fact he has terrifying skills. It's obvious that he's pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, waiting for him to take the bait. He has played so many games, but he was careless for a moment and was tricked by a newcomer. It's such a shame.
Zhou Wen gripped the phone tightly, with such force that he almost wanted to crush it.
He had worked so hard to accumulate two thousand fans after three or four horror movies, but he lost nearly half of them because of that bathroom incident. It was all because of this newcomer. He lost a lot of points!
He gained almost no new fans from this film.
This is definitely not a good sign. It reflects that the audience's attention is not on him at all, but is attracted by other people. The movie screen captures and outputs also show other people, not him.
He got to know the newcomers and realized that they were all useless people with only dreams, so the only one who could steal his fans could be Xie Chi.
Moreover, Xie Chi also has the branch line he has always dreamed of.
It is impossible to retaliate against him by force, and actors are not allowed to kill actors in horror movies, but...
A dark light flashed in Zhou Wen's eyes.
The only person in a horror movie who has the ability to kill this guy without breaking the law is... a ghost.
He couldn't let this man continue to steal his thunder and hinder his increase in followers, and it would be best if he could force him to hand over the branch quest before killing him.
Zhou Wen looked at the elevator where someone had just died, his eyes flickering slightly.
There was obviously a ghost imprisoned in the elevator.
It's still working hours, it's time for ghost action, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Although ghosts in cheap movies generally don't kill two people in a very short time interval, he can use some...special means to induce ghosts to kill.
This is tolerated in horror movies.
What is prohibited in horror movies is actors killing actors, not actors using points to buy props to kill people with ghosts. The newcomer didn't know this rule, and he only understood it after a lot of trial and error.
Zhou Wen quietly opened the APP store. He had his eyes on that thing for a long time, but he just couldn't find an opportunity to buy it.
[Does actor Zhou Wen choose to spend 30 points to purchase "Satan's Tribute"? ]
[Satan's tribute: Sacrifice flesh and blood to the devil (living people are the best, dead people are the second, live poultry is the last, and dead poultry is the last) to gain a brief peace.]
[Instructions: Stick the Eye of Satan on the flesh and blood, and the flesh and blood will be marked as a tribute to Satan. When the ghost sees the mark, it will come to claim its own tribute.]
[Effect: The more flesh and blood there is, the higher the quality, the more satisfied the ghost is, and the longer the actor's safety time will be. ]
Zhou Wen didn't care about the unnecessary safety period. What he wanted was the process of the ghost coming to "collect tribute" and kill people.
30 points.
Zhou Wen felt a pain in his flesh, but thinking about the wound on his face and the huge loss, he clicked [Confirm] without hesitation.
The points decreased instantly, and a thin eye-shaped sticker appeared silently in his hand.
Now all he had to do was stick the Eye of Satan on Xie Chi without anyone noticing, and then lead him into the elevator.
Xie Chi noticed that Zhou Wen was looking at his phone abnormally, as if he was thinking about something.
Yan Jing pulled his sleeve and whispered, "Brother Xie, Zhou's malicious intent was very strong just now. I think he might want to hurt you. Be careful."
Xie Chi was stunned. The person standing next to him was simply a humanoid detector.
"I understand." Xie Chi's smile widened little by little.
Zhou Wen walked towards him and suddenly smiled in a friendly manner. His attitude changed 180 degrees, forming a sharp contrast with before.
The newcomers were all surprised.
Zhou Wen lowered his voice and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was possessed by the devil before and had that idea. I deserve to be beaten. Look, you've already beaten me. Can this matter be written off?"
Xie Chi raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything.
Zhou Wen seemed to have anticipated his reaction and stopped smiling. "To be honest, I didn't intend to apologize, and I didn't feel I was wrong. After all, the strong prey on the weak, and everyone is like that here. But now Zhang Lan is definitely dead, and we need someone to go to the elevator to see what's going on. You are the best fighter and the safest here, so I admit my mistake. Can you please give me some face and help me?"
Zhou Wen: "You have the ability, I have the experience, there is no need for us to be enemies, we can benefit from each other."
Zhou Wen had said it so sincerely, Xie Chi felt that it would be unreasonable for him to not agree, he put out his cigarette, curled the corners of his lips slightly: "Okay, I'll go take a look."
Xie Chi lowered his head and said to Yan Jing: "Wait for me outside."
Because Xie Chi and the ghost baby won the game, they would be absolutely safe no matter what happened tonight. Yan Jing was not worried about Xie Chi at all and nodded obediently.
Xie Chi put on white gloves and opened the elevator door. Unsurprisingly, the pungent smell of blood came out, and Xie Chi frowned slightly.
Blood was overflowing from the elevator, and the newlyweds were suddenly horrified when they saw the tragic death of Zhang Lan.
Zhang Lan was sitting on the ground with her head tilted back at a weird angle. Her belly was unusually big, like a pregnant woman who was about to give birth.
Xie Chi was close and found that his chest had been cut open, and the heart and lungs in his chest had been stuffed into his stomach, which was bulging and about to burst.
There were a few cigarettes scattered in the filthy blood.
Zhou Wen followed in and patted Xie Chi's shoulder seemingly unintentionally.
Xie Chi's eyes flashed with interest. He deliberately led him into the elevator where someone had just died and stuck something unknown on him. His purpose was obvious.
Zhou Wen seemed to be feeling guilty. He squatted down to examine the body and covered it up by saying, "Why did the ghost stuff Zhang Lan's heart and lungs into his stomach? He looked like a pregnant woman... The way a ghost kills people also reveals some information. Look, there's a half-smoked cigarette here..."
As Zhou Wen was talking, his elbow "accidentally" hit the elevator door closing button, and the elevator door closed instantly. The two of them were suddenly in a closed elevator with a miserable corpse lying at their feet.
Zhou Wen thought Xie Chi would be in a hurry to open the door, and had already moved to the door, ready to stop him immediately to buy time for the ghost. Xie Chi smiled suddenly and leaned against the clean elevator wall beside him: "Actually, I'm also very sorry."
Xie Chi's back was against the elevator wall. Zhou Wen's vision was blocked and he could not see the Eye of Satan on his back. He was a little anxious and said absentmindedly: "What are you sorry for? Sorry for hitting me?"
Xie Chi smiled gently, and just as he was about to say something, his eyes fell on Zhou Wen's back: "You got some blood on it, let me wipe it off for you."
Xie Chi patted Zhou Wen on the back of his shoulder.
Zhou Wen was bewildered, not understanding the meaning of his sudden show of goodwill. Could it be that he realized the consequences of offending him, so he chose to go down the stairs?
"I'm sorry." Xie Chi paused, glanced at the evil eyes on Zhou Wen's shoulder, and smiled: "I'm sorry I forgot to tell you that no matter how many ghosts I bump into tonight, I won't hurt a finger. I played a game with the ghost baby, and he lost. Tonight, ghosts can't kill me."
The fake smile on Zhou Wen's face could no longer be maintained.
30 points wasted.
"I'm also sorry." Xie Chi's eyes were gentle, "I'm sorry I forgot to remind you one thing."
Zhou Wen had an ominous premonition in his heart: "W-what did you say...?"
With a "plop" sound, a drop of water dripped from the top of the elevator onto Zhou Wen's shoulder without any warning.
Xie Chi smiled harmlessly: "Please look up."
