Yan Xingchen was still looking outside the door.

Paper people without injecting any data or souls do not have the weight of human beings. To put it bluntly, it is still a piece of paper.

The paper puppet was hung by a hemp rope turned into by the undefeated flowers. The body, which was exactly the same as Yan Xingchen's uncle, swayed greatly with the slight cool breeze, like a pendulum clock with an artificial needle.

The thing at the door was facing the shaking paper man.

Yan Xingchen's eyes passed through the paper puppet and looked at her.

The pair of completely white pupils faced him in the darkness.

In fact, Yan Xingchen didn't know whether this thing was looking at him.

Or, is this thing really conscious?

If you have extremely resentment in a place, this kind of repeated evil will occur.

It is a bit similar to the Earth Demon. They are scenes that have happened before, but it is not completely Earth Demon.

Earthly evil is a complete obsession. Sometimes people and ghosts inside have a thinking pattern and are conscious.

However, the Yinsha of this repetitive scene is just a simple repetition.

If it is the latter, this female ghost has no consciousness at all.

According to Yan Xingchen's guess, and through the obtained plot points, this female ghost is what the fifth article of the code says, and the death trigger will be caused by choosing the wrong room.

She only knew that at this time today, she knocked on the door of 701, then rushed into the room, hung up the tenant inside, strangled or hanged it.

The elevator rang twice. Before she arrived at the seventh floor, she might have killed someone in another room. After that, she might go to another room or another floor.

She is the "executor" of killing people at night.

Because she was unaware, she actually couldn't judge whether the person hanging in the house was a "person" - the paper puppet was not even a dead person.

moment.

The dirty thing turned around in the dim corridor and walked towards the rooms on the seventh floor.

When she turned around, Yan Xingchen took a look.

The back half of the head seemed to have been hit by something huge during his lifetime. It was a huge hole. The whole head was covered with blood and blood, and dirty dry black blood covered it.

There were also many scars of all sizes on her body, but these scars did not seem to be damaged by sharp weapons, but instead seemed to be made with bare hands.

Yan Xingchen wanted to take a closer look, but this thing had left his sight.

No matter how bold he is, he will not solve the problem of following the executioner who triggered death, so he has to give up.

He walked to the door and closed it.

The door lock was broken and he couldn't lock it. He was too lazy to repair it. He took the bamboo paper and cinnabar, drew three ordinary warning signs and stuck it on the door, and then returned to the edge of the bed.

Outside, the dirty thing walked in and directly passed 702 and 703.

It seems that Xu Qianzhou, Zhou Wan and Lin Qu's rooms are fine.

For them, death triggered suddenly, but fortunately there was a false alarm.

Yan Xingchen turned to look at Qi Wushe.

Qi Wushe was still standing aside.

The lights in the house were turned on by Yan Xingchen, and the ceiling lights were sprinkled with dim yellow lights, vaguely depicting the outline of the man's side face.

Even if Qi Wushe's face covers a pair of eyes, it still makes people unable to find any shortcomings.

He doesn't have the tough look, but he is a little handsome and quiet.

Yan Xingchen always needs to use a hood to cover his face to avoid the attention of others, but Qi Wuxuan does not need it.

Because no one except for familiar people like Yan Xingchen, no one dares to stand up for it.

Especially Qi Wushe is now full of murderous aura.

When the thing was about to break into the door, the man was full of murderous intent. Yan Xingchen just thought Qi Wushe was unhappy with this dirty thing. With Qi Wushe's personality, Qi Wushe's casual fight with NPCs is not impossible to do.

But now that the female ghost has left, why is this person still looking unhappy?

"Qi Wuhua?" He pointed to the fan, "Just call me "uncle

'Let's hang here, and you can take back the invincible flower during the day. We don't know now whether this death trigger is effective all night, or whether it will be fine after cracking it once. It's better to keep it like this now."

Qi Wushe turned his head, and his murderous intent seemed to dissipate a little, and he asked back: "Uncle?"

"Oh, the situation was critical just now. We needed to hang someone to deceive the dirty thing, but we couldn't really hang someone, so I thought of props like paper puppets. Broken a paper guy out can lie to the dirty thing. But I don't know if the dirty thing will recognize people, so we can't use the physical data of both of us."

Otherwise, if one of himself is folded out and two of him are in the house, he might find that something is wrong.

In desperation, he naturally subconsciously chose the physical data of people who were very clear and not present to make paper puppets.

"So I broke my uncle's physical data. It has no face, but just the same body shape."

Qi Wushe turned his head, as if he wanted to see the "little uncle" hanging.

This subconsciousness came too quickly. Qi Wuhe turned his head very rarely before realizing that he could not see it now. He turned around and walked around the "little uncle" who was floating under the electric fan and returned to his bed.

The footsteps of the dirty thing are getting more and more inward, and they pass directly through Room 702 - it seems that Xu Qianzhou and Zhou Wan will not have any surprises tonight.

It stopped in front of the door 707.

"Dongdong--"

"Dongdongdongdongdong!!!"

707 is also an error option!

Yan Xingchen clenched his fists slightly and groped his palms a few times with his fingertips.

Qi Wushe's next words exposed his thoughts: "We cracked the death trigger without paying any price because we had puppets and tried them..."

The man paused, Yan Xingchen sighed and said, "So there is a code of entry for this copy, which means that there can be up to two people in the room. If two people live together, they will be triggered by this kind of death, and they will not be able to take out a false puppet prop immediately-"

He said, as soon as he sat down beside the bed, he picked up the pillow and planned to lie down, but Qi Wushe suddenly walked in front of him.

The figure of a man was covered.

The man leaned down, put his hands on his shoulders, and pressed against his forehead without saying a word.

“…Dongdongdongdongdongdong!”

The sound of the door slapping far away became more and more rapid.

Yan Xingchen felt that his heartbeat was hit faster by this dirty thing.

"What are you doing-"

"Don't you want to know what happens to 707?"

Yan Xingchen wanted to say that he could guess what would happen to 707, and he didn't need to see it at all.

What's wrong with Qi Wushe? They have all entered and exited the fourth copy together. Could it be that they still don't know his thinking about breaking the deadlock?

Before he could ask, the dizzy feeling of the collision of thoughts surged up.

Since Qi Wushe had already brought him feelings, he no longer wasted his time and was directly immersed in it, listening carefully to the movements coming from the corridor.

This time, the female ghost was slamming the door as before, and the door lock of 707 had already made a sound that was about to break.

But compared to the quietness in the house when they met them, the quietness in the room 707 was not quiet, and there were even sounds of fighting and quarrel.

——The two people in room 707 actually started fighting first!!!

After a while, the door was swept open with a "bang".

What followed was the screams of the players.

But there were obviously two people in that room, but there was no sound of fighting with ghosts, and there was only one scream.

The smell of blood began to slowly float throughout the seventh floor.

I don't know how long it took, but the screams became lower and lower.

The dirty thing walked out of room 707, turned back, passed by 701, and walked into the elevator.

The sound of the elevator door slowly pulling up sounded.

It seems that only 701 and 707 on the seventh floor are available

Death triggered.

After a while, the elevator stopped on the eighth floor, and another ethereal "ding dong" sound resounded throughout the hotel.

Everything was over, but Qi Wuhe's forehead was still pressed against his forehead.

After returning to attention, Yan Xingchen felt that the temperature brought by the man's breathing had been sprinkling on his face. Perhaps because he was getting too close, the temperature on his cheeks was brought higher.

He raised his hand and pushed Qi Wuhe back.

Qi Wushe had just had murderous aura all over his body, and now one of them died, but this person was in a good mood.

Yan Xingchen: "..."

It's really sunny.

He retracted his mood and said to Qi Wuhe: "One of the two players in Room 707 will give the other one to the female ghost."

There are temporary puppet props, and the death trigger needs to be solved. What should I do?

If you let the female ghost come in directly, the dead will be random, and both of them may die. But what if you choose one person before the female ghost enters the door, causing that person to lose the ability to resist and directly push the person to the female ghost?
To be continued...