Chapter 008: The Vengeful Spirit in Red (07)
Xie Chi felt a bit bewildered: "Mirror, what does it mean when an ordinary person inexplicably has a nosebleed?"
His reaction was incredibly quick, stealthily sticking a label on your back without you noticing. Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle. He has a face that deceives people.
After Xie Chi finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the new person's desperate screams behind him and walked up to Yan Jing: "Come, let's go to the surveillance room on the first floor."
He removed the blood-stained white gloves, calmly took a step back, glanced at the dying Zhou Wen, and smiled sincerely: "Thanks to your spirit of voluntary sacrifice, I am able to see the true form of the ghost"
This is starting to deceive people again, I am dying of laughter
Xie Chi searched for the basic facial features from the twisted visage of the female ghost, reconstructing the contours of her skin. He outlined what the female ghost might have looked like before her death—a stunningly beautiful young woman
... ...
The mobile app suddenly made a sound
In just a few minutes, a female ghost has already appeared on the white paper
Zhou Wen finally recalled Xie Chi's words, and slowly and stiffly raised his head. In the next moment, a pair of cold, pale hands suddenly descended from the top of the elevator, gripping his neck and lifting him upward bit by bit, leaving Zhou Wen suspended in the air
He experienced a nosebleed for the first time at the age of twenty-one
Xie Chi took the paper and pen, and casually asked: "You mentioned before that you saw a ghostly hand, what does a ghostly hand look like?"
He only needs to clarify what exactly happened in this building eighteen years ago, and he should be able to unravel the mystery
The newcomer fell into a panic, while Yan Jing calmly sat to the side, even considering crossing his legs, but felt it would be too self-satisfied and managed to hold back.
Fortunately, he cannot see, hahahahaha
Is it called the Eye of Satan?" Xie Chi remembered that Zhou Wen had just called out this name
Yan Jing immediately stood up and hurriedly followed, asking in a low voice what had just happened in the elevator as he walked
Zhou Wen's blood and tears flowed down in a winding manner, and only in death did he finally understand that the person before him was more terrifying than a ghost
Xie Chi calculated that the working hours are from 10 PM to 5 AM, totaling seven hours, while the daytime lasts for seventeen hours. At a speed of 3.0 times, this means they have over five hours of free time for activities.
Hahaha, I am dying of laughter, heroic sacrifice, selfless dedication
The progress of the storyline has been updated, the actors have completed their first day of work, and officially clocked out
Wow, witnessing someone in distress and not helping, this young man is a bit... abnormal, but I like it
Yan Jing could not help but ask as he sat aside: "Xie Ge, what exactly happened between you and Zhou Wen in the elevator?"
The free activity time has now resumed. To avoid audience impatience, daytime will pass at a speed of 3.0 times faster. Actors are advised to manage their time well and return to the company punctually before the next shift.
"Satan." Xie Chi contemplated the meaning that this term sought to convey, and in an instant, his heart was as clear as a mirror. He chuckled lightly, "Since this is a sacrifice offered to the spirits, I shall not disturb them in their enjoyment."
Due to his blindness, his ears were exceptionally sensitive, and he heard the sound of a pen lightly scratching the paper, asking: "Xie Ge, what are you writing?"
But there are ghosts inside...
The Eye of Satan! Zhou Wen suddenly realized, letting out a terrible scream as he desperately clawed at that eye. A piece of flesh was instantly torn away, blood gushing from his back, yet that eye remained firmly embedded in his flesh.
The audience outside of the horror film has already exploded with excitement
Damn, ah ah ah ah ah, it's really dark, who the hell can compete with him
Do not be sad, although you have passed away, the spirit of selflessness will live on forever
He was killed by a ghost
They watched as the gentle and refined newcomer stepped out, took a deep breath, and with a heavy expression said: "Your Brother Zhou... is dead"
The eye on the left shoulder blinked, its eyelashes brushing against Zhou Wen's palm, bringing with it an overwhelming sensation of itchiness.
Yan Jing's speculation appears to be logically rigorous, yet it overlooks a crucial element—what exactly is the function of this poison
Xie Chi succinctly communicated with Yan Jing
3.0 times speed, this is ridiculous. Yan Jing couldn't help but complain, "Fortunately, we can sleep at night, otherwise with just a few hours during the day, we would have to investigate and catch up on sleep..."
Xie Chi looked up with a slight smile, his eyes almost splitting with anger from last week's incident.
The hand of the female ghost rested on Zhou Wen's belly, and in a few seconds, Zhou Wen's fate would be the same as that of the recently deceased Zhang Lan
The female ghost's abdomen was also completely sliced open, the belly skin sagging. If she were truly pregnant, the months should not be few, and the infant in her belly has disappeared
Yan Jing's heart was pounding vigorously
Xie Chi remained indifferent, his expression apathetic, as if the terrifying female ghost before him and the corpse at his feet did not exist
With a soft "thud," without any warning, a drop of blood fell onto the painting in Xie Chi's hand, slowly spreading out.
This is simply seamless
Xie Chi paused for a few seconds in just the right way before sorrowfully stating: "He bravely sacrificed himself in a desperate struggle against the ghosts"
... ...
Xie Chi let out a sound of acknowledgment: "The ghostly hand of the woman I saw in the elevator is also like this, so it should be the same ghost. Currently, it seems that there are only two ghosts in the horror film: one is the female ghost in the elevator, who can only kill inside the elevator, but it seems she can cause mischief outside the elevator as well"
There is an eye on his back
The video has been retrieved, and disappointingly, it only shows Zhang Lan; the female ghost seems to be undetectable by the camera
Xie Chi inexplicably raised his hand to touch, and then... he started to have a nosebleed
Xie Chi took a piece of paper to wipe away the blood, slightly furrowing his brows. As a PET 1.0, it was absolutely impossible for him to contract such troublesome ailments as illness, and he would forever be distanced from any signs of heatiness.
In the final moment, his retina reflected the filth and bloodshed in the elevator, along with the well-dressed young man standing nearby, whose eyes were filled with a smile.
A drop of warm, sticky water dripped down from the top of the elevator
Zhou Wen and Zhang Lan died in almost identical ways, with their hearts and lungs stuffed into their abdomens, causing their stomachs to swell like those of pregnant women
Yan Jing was stunned for two seconds, utterly astonished: "Brother Xie, have you seen a ghost?!"
Yan Jing scratched his head: "What do you mean by a normal person? Brother Xie, what you said makes it sound like you are not a normal person..."
"Help ... ... Help!" Zhou Wen struggled to squeeze out the words, and within a few moments, his face turned purple from suffocation, resembling an onion
Yan Jing racked his brains for a while and suddenly became excited: "Xie Ge, don't you think it's like this? The female ghost who was pregnant with a ghost baby was originally a mistress. The legitimate wife, out of jealousy, devised a way to invite her to the building, killed her in the elevator, and still felt unsatisfied, so she personally cut open her belly and raised poisonous insects on the living baby, allowing those disgusting insects to gnaw the baby to death."
What should we do now? Should we do something...?
By doing this to Zhou Wen, he must have offended Zhou Wen's manager... It feels quite troublesome
Did Zhou Wen really die like this ? ! !
... ...
It is highly likely that she was pregnant before her death
With a "ding-dong," the elevator doors suddenly opened
Yan Jing could no longer sit still: "Wow, Brother Xie, you can draw too?!"
The thin, dark-skinned man pointed at the elevator door and said in a trembling voice, "Why did this door suddenly close..."
He hurriedly approached and inquired.
Xie Chi emphasized the words "pregnant" by encircling them.
Without any external force colliding, he unexpectedly... started to have a nosebleed
Xie Chi faintly sensed that the matter was not as simple as it seemed
The newcomers held their breath in an instant, involuntarily tensing their shoulders, their bodies becoming rigid.
Upon arriving at the monitoring room, Xie Chi sat down in front of the computer and skillfully began to adjust the elevator footage from the time of Zhang Lan's death
This is only the first night, and Zhou Wen has already been played to death by himself
Brother Zhou and that newcomer would never close the door on their own, after all, no one wants to be trapped in a confined elevator, so it must be... a ghost. The female newcomer speaking trembled her lips.
What kind of psychological quality does this newcomer have? I can't believe it, being on the same screen as a ghost for so long and completely ignoring them
There is also the ghost baby that we saw last night. The ghost baby can move freely within the building and, at present, appears to be stronger than the female ghost. This is because as long as we do not fall for her tricks and keep our distance from the elevator, we can avoid the risks.
Yan Jingsong let out a sigh: "Fortunately, fortunately, otherwise it would be too discouraging."
Zhou Wengang was about to raise his head when a sudden searing pain shot through his rear shoulder. He let out a howl, desperately reaching for his left shoulder with his right hand, only to touch something that resembled an eye on his left shoulder.
It is merely a sketch, yet the terrifying visage of the female ghost leaps vividly onto the paper
At the same time, outside the elevator, the newcomers were in disarray
Yan Jing was also taken aback; he was not the least bit worried about Xie Chi, but he did not expect that Zhou Wen had actually died
The eyes on Zhou Wen's back blinked faster, flickering with a mysterious and faint red light, malevolent and unpredictable, resembling the red dot of a radar. Once it found its prey, it would fixate on it immediately, not relenting until the prey met its demise
Unable to capture the photo, Xie Chi thought for a moment and decided to draw it himself. He nudged Yan Jing and said, "Please pass me the paper and pen next to you."
Time is of the essence, and he has many tasks to accomplish
With a smile, I watch you die, this contrast is so perverse!
What? The newcomers exclaimed, their faces turning pale; their only veteran actor, Zhou Wen, had unexpectedly died on the very first night
Xie Chi casually remarked: "The level of a soul painter."
Hmm," Xie Chi replied softly, "It is a female ghost, and I am certain she is the vengeful spirit in red mentioned in the title.
Is it due to excessive heat? Is the weather too dry? Yan Jing finds this question utterly nonsensical, or is it leukemia? That would indeed be quite terrifying
Xie Chi realized something and suddenly looked at his index finger
Fair-skinned, voluptuous figure, long hair, large eyes, slightly thick lips, with a black mole above the corner of the mouth
Xie Chi: "Paint the ghost"
Xie Chi remained noncommittal, staring blankly at his already healed index finger
Beneath her disheveled, filthy black hair lies a decaying face and bulging eyeballs, devoid of pupils, filled entirely with a grayish, murky sclera
Yan Jing was stunned for a few seconds, then busily tried to recall: "It was the hand of a female ghost, the skin was quite good, hmm... the fingers were long, with red nail polish."
Yan Jing nodded repeatedly, and his chaotic thoughts suddenly became clear
He successfully discerned the appearance of the female ghost
Xie Chi spoke calmly, his hands continuing their movements.
It serves you right for being outperformed by others, truly embarrassing to be countered by a newcomer
Yan Jing hurriedly reached over to hand it to him
Xie Chi twirled the pen thoughtfully, the ghostly infant, only as tall as his knee... very likely the child of a female ghost
The female ghost hung from the top of the elevator, her vibrant red dress stained with blood, her belly sagging, the abdominal area sliced open, resembling a clam shell opening downwards, with half of her intestines swaying in the air, seemingly on the verge of falling out.