But after running a few steps, I found something was wrong. The passages on the second floor of the yin and the first floor of the yin were blocked. I was so scared that I was a little overwhelmed. If I blocked it, wouldn’t I finish playing?

The road back was blocked, and there was only "Huashan Road". I gritted my teeth and walked down. Perhaps it was because I was trapped in the "sinking" environment, and a smell of moist cement yellow sand came to my face.

The smell is also covered with a closed smell, a smell of mold in a small space, which makes people feel sick after smelling it.

This smell made me unable to bear it. I originally wanted to use a normal method, such as covering my nose with my hands, but I didn't run two layers. The feeling of disgusting and suffocating made me really unable to bear it. I really had no choice but to take off my coat and use it.

Covering my nose. At first, I didn't pay attention, holding the flashlight in one hand and taking off the jacket with the other. But when the jacket was taken off, it covered the mouth of the nose, and a bloody smell plunged into my nose. Although the smell of mold was covered by the bloody smell

But the smell of blood was much more nauseating than the smell of mold. I quickly raised the flashlight and shone it towards my coat. I saw that there was a pool of inexplicable blood on the light coat.

, This blood should be the blood diluted by water. It can be judged from the smell of blood that this blood should belong to humans, but in this closed space? Let’s not talk about humans, I can’t even see a personal figure. I am really

I can't figure out where the blood on my coat was stained?

In order to determine the source of the blood, I put my coat on my body again. In this way, I can tell that the position of the blood is below my right shoulder. Is it possible that when I went downstairs, my right shoulder was

Did I accidentally rub the wall on the wall? So I used a flashlight to hit the wall on the right, slowly retreating, while retreating, carefully examining the situation on the wall, and I could go back and forth twice or three times. Except for the white wall

The mold spots on the surface were so wet that we couldn't find the source of blood. What's going on? When I still couldn't figure it out, I suddenly had an idea: Could it be that it was dripping from above?

With a hint of fear and a little curiosity, I raised my head and shone the flashlight on top of my head. In the shadows, I felt a figure hanging above me: Hey... Could it be

Is there really someone above my head?

At this time, I was obviously confused more than the fear in my heart. At least I was not confused: I could not be in danger of my life in an environment of "sinking in the dark", so I figured it out.

There will be that kind of unique fear. Everything that happens in front of me is an illusion. But this illusion can make you interact with it. Only by clarifying the essence of this illusion, then get out of this "sinking of the Yin" and go back

Going to reality is something that is natural.

The height of the top is about 2 meters away from me. In general, even if I tiptoed and reached to the corpse that was horizontally on top, the 2 meters was a height that I could not reach. At this time, the corpse was bloody

The dripping had fallen on my raised face, and a strong smell of blood made me feel vomited again. I touched all over my body, except for a wallet, half a pack of cigarettes and a disposable lighter

There is nothing else. The phone I carried with me is still on the wine table. The idea of ​​asking for help through my phone should be a dream!

Now there are only two ways to go before me: either continue downward. No matter where the top is horizontal and there is still blood dripping; or the only clue in front of me: the corpse, do some research and take a look

Can I return to the real world as soon as possible through this corpse? When I was at a loss, I thought of the half pack of cigarettes on me. Until this time, my smoking addiction told me: smoking and thinking may be more effective.

I don't know what methods do you use to help you think when you encounter difficulties. Some people can drink, some people can smoke, and some people can even find opportunities to indulge themselves and then think. I still can't help myself.

I took out a cigarette and lit one for myself. First, I could use the smell of smoke to dispel the bloody smell and moldy smell around me. Second, I could use the opportunity to smoke to think carefully about what I should do next?

The moment I lighted the cigarette with the lighter, I realized that I had caused trouble. With a "boom", a large ball of flame suddenly rushed out in front of me. I couldn't avoid it and instantly burned my hair.

While I used my hands to slam the flames on my face, I complained: "This... Professor Ai's supernatural theory is too unreliable. Who said that "sleeping in the dark" cannot be in danger of life?

No... I almost lost my life!" Before I could complain, I felt my head lit up. At first I thought my hair was burning.

He hurriedly slapped his hair, but then he felt something was wrong. When he looked up, it turned out that the corpse on the top was lit! In just a moment, the entire corpse was wrapped in flames!

I was stunned at that time... My lighter could never have such great power. I was also trying to think whether all this could make the impossible possible in the "sinking world"?

The next discovery collapsed my previous inferences at once - the blood diluted by water.

Looking at the flames burning, wherever there is blood, the flames will burn very quickly. The blood is like gasoline. After a while, my coat was also hit. Although I put my coat very promptly

I took it off, but the coat that cost more than 700 yuan was no longer immune to it, it was already burned!

No matter how I beat it, the coat was burning silently, which made people feel heartbroken and scared: this "sinking of the darkness" definitely cannot guarantee my safety.

As the fire burned wildly, this originally closed space not only made me face a burning sensation, but also a suffocation sensation. It seems that I don’t have to smoke and think, no choice, and run downstairs desperately.

Yes! You can't be buried in the sea of ​​fire with the corpse on top of me?

So I covered my mouth and nose and ran down desperately. At this time, I didn't need the flashlight in my hand to illuminate it. The light emitted by the raging fire behind me was enough to run to the third floor. The floor was not long.

After running for more than ten steps, I arrived at the fire passage door on the third floor of the brigade. Without hesitation, I opened the fire passage door and ran into the underground garage on the third floor of the brigade.

As soon as I entered the third floor of the brigade, I was stunned. Everything in front of me was completely different from what I imagined in my mind. In my impression, "third floor of the brigade" should be a typical example of dark, damp or even foul smell, but now I

The appearance of the "third floor" I saw in front of me was clearly: it was bright, except for the unique smell on the construction site, and the dimness and stench were completely two extremes.

Looking around, it is obvious that the "Front Third Floor" is still under construction, and several workers are busy and talking and laughing there. My coat has been burned, and I suddenly feel like I am in this "Front Third Floor"

The cold feeling was extremely different from the burning sensation surrounded by the raging fire just now. I couldn't help but sneeze twice. After a sneeze, the workers who were joking looked at me, and then

Everyone said disdainfully: "I have to... another supervisor!" Dizzy. They mistakenly thought I was the foreman who came to see their work situation. I hurriedly prepared to go up to explain, but I didn't expect that the workers would handle it.

Ignore me and start working. At this time, I accidentally stepped into the pond and my whole foot was wet. I quickly took my feet back and wanted to take off my shoes and reorganize them. But suddenly I felt something was wrong.

, the pungent smell made me feel particularly uncomfortable.

"Hey...young man, why did you step into the banana water?" One of the workers laughed at me:

As soon as the man finished speaking, the others laughed "haha". It seemed that my embarrassing look could bring them infinite pleasure. I was too lazy to pay attention to them, and at the same time I couldn't understand these workers.

It’s true that banana water is stored like this. Is it impossible to put it on any construction site?

"Where are you doing this? I poured banana water into the puddle?" I complained to the workers with anger:

The workers looked at me and smiled foolishly, looking at me ignorant. The worker who had spoken before said coldly to me: "This banana water that has been produced is damp and dirty.

In a messy environment, where can you put it if you don’t fall into this puddle? If it weren’t for being put in this puddle, you wouldn’t have stepped on it by your headless trampling, you wouldn’t have stepped into this banana water.

It's simple, but they all broke them!" The worker said this, but it was reasonable and unreasonable. The reason was that it was indeed safer to store banana water in this way. People came and went from time to time on the construction site.

Also, from time to time, the small stones splashed during construction can easily overturn the bottled banana water. The unreasonable thing is that there are many ways to store banana water safely, and there is no need to store it in this form, and banana water is easy.

It is easy to evaporate. If you pour it into the puddle, it is neither safe nor wasteful. I think this matter is not that simple... Thinking of this, I carefully observed the surroundings and suddenly found several waters

Pits, these several puddles contain liquids such as banana water. I was puzzled that the purpose of banana water on construction sites is that painters can use it, and the amount is also a little, so there is no need to use so much.

Only then did I feel the pungent smell of banana water all over my nose. I was wondering. When I just entered the "third floor" of the "broken floor", as usual, I could smell the pungent smell by just smelling it.

Oh? Why do you feel it until now?

Perhaps it is the "sinking" environment that will make the smell sometimes disappear? But no matter what, this place is always banana water with abnormalities! This is so strange! At this time, those workers

Seeing me constantly looking around, I must have discovered that something was different, I actually started urging me to get up, "Boy, why are you still stunned here? Why don't you leave quickly?"

Drive me away? Do you really think I am willing to come to this ghost place? If it weren't for the "sinking the yin" or the ignorant karma fire that just happened to be in the fire stairs, I wouldn't have bothered to come to this damn "Broken Third Floor"!

"It's okay for me to leave! But you have to tell me the exit of the "third floor"!"

The workers looked at me with confusion, and two workers even whispered there, roughly saying, "Has they noticed it?" The worker who had been talking to me said coldly: "

Boy, if you don’t go out, we can’t blame us for not reminding you!”

"What do you mean?" Looking at the increasingly strange expressions of the workers in front of me, I felt increasingly unconfidence!

"Why are you leaving quickly? Why are you standing here stupidly?" the worker urged me again and said:

"How can I go? Where should I go?" I asked in a hurry:

At this moment, dull footsteps sounded in the fire corridor on the "third floor" of "broken floor". The workers suddenly became nervous and said to the worker who was talking to me: "Boss, it's too late! Hurry up

Take action..." The worker, known as the "Boss", looked tight and stomped his feet and said, "I can't control so much! Action!"

As soon as the boss finished speaking, the workers picked up cigarettes and lighters at the same time, lit the lighters, and said, "Brothers, I'll smoke the last cigarette before I die. See you in the next life!"

When I saw this situation, "Fuck!" I lit a fire and smoked in a place filled with so much banana water. Isn't that "both burned both jade"? No matter how stupid a person is, he can tell that these workers should be "playing"

Fire**”! My life cannot be here, so I run back. I don’t care about the time I came, and there was also a “ignorant karma fire” waiting for me in the fire corridor!

Running to the door of the fire passage leading to the "Black Second Floor", I felt a heat wave coming towards me from behind. I quickly opened the fire passage door and thought to myself: This fire passage door can be separated from the fire. Run to the corridor first

Besides, when I was about to rush in, the person who made dull footsteps just now appeared in front of me. It seemed that he also understood something at this moment. When he saw me running in, he quickly asked: "What

Condition?"

"Someone is here!" Although I was talking, my steps did not stop and ran straight upstairs. Only then did I realize that the entire corridor was filled with the pungent smell of banana water. It turned out that I had just come down.

The "wet" in the corridor is entirely caused by this banana water!

The man heard what I said, and complained behind me: "What are you doing? I'm still wondering. Why is the whole corridor full of the smell of banana water? It turns out that it is..."

, I guess the heat wave had burned to the door of the fire passage door, the man said "Oh!" and quickly followed me upstairs.

Perhaps the fire escape door is of poor quality, or perhaps the "mine third floor" has not been completed, and the entire fire protection facility has no effect at all. I saw the flames of the "mine third floor" taking advantage of the fire escape door.

The crack in the door rushed into the corridor, which was covered with banana water. In this way, the man and I were surrounded in the sea of ​​fire...

Because I lacked experience in this emergency, I saw that the fire behind me had already burned my heels, my legs were weak, and I could not climb the stairs, and the person behind me must be on the construction site.

The "old comrade" with many years of experience is a lot more experience than me in this accidental escape. His legs should not be weak. He kept pushing me behind him and shouting that I should run up quickly, because

The corridor was narrow. As soon as I fell in front, the person behind it was difficult for me to surpass me and ran away first. Therefore, before running for a long time, the person was swallowed up by the fire!

In this way, I could only wait for death. When I was dying, I could only shout: "Professor Ai, you have caused me a lot..."

After shouting, my shoulders tightened immediately, and a man said to me with anger like a lantern: "Mr. Jiang, how can you not have such a big noise? Everyone is very nervous by you!"

I came back to my senses and saw that I was dizzy. Isn't I with everyone, and I'm still in this corridor? Thinking of my "sank in the dark" just now, when I looked at the scene in front of me, I suddenly felt like I was a different world.

.

"I...where are we?" I asked while gasping for breath:

"Ah? Mr. Jiang, what's wrong? Didn't we just turn on the split switch of the 'second floor' together?" Manager Zhu asked curiously:

"It's turned on..." I felt a little lost, "... Then we are..."

Manager Miao turned around and said in a puzzled tone: "Mr. Jiang, isn't this electricity turned on? You didn't feel that we don't use flashlights now?"

"Oh!" It was not until this time that I realized that the flashlight in my hand had already reached Xiao Zhang's hand on duty, and at this time the fire corridor was obviously much brighter than the corridor in Hei Bulongdong just now.

Seeing that Xiao Zhang, the on-duty project, took a bunch of keys from Manager Miao and opened the keys in front of a fire passage door, I guess the other end of the fire passage door was the underground parking lot on the "second floor" of the "negative floor".

Perhaps the door lock has lost its initial lubrication in a humid environment, and unlocking has become a very troublesome thing. No matter how Xiao Zhang opened the on-duty project, the door lock cannot be opened. Manager Miao saw it and was anxious.

Call Xiao Zhang aside and try it yourself...

While waiting for Manager Miao to open the door, I came to Manager Zhu and asked softly: "Manager Zhu, I want to ask you something: Has anyone died in this fire passage?" Manager Zhu was startled at first

But seeing that I was completely different just now, I seemed to understand something, so I quickly put it into my ear and whispered to me: "Mr. Jiang, after I return to the ground, I will tell you again

......"(To be continued...)
Chapter completed!