Here Lies The Wicked

Click.

The key crashes, then the door opens.

The other party carries a take-out plastic bag and invites the side to come in.

With his left hand in the bag, he shouted as soon as he entered the house.

The house is bleak.

All the curtains were closed and no sunlight came in.

At this point, he saw the ceiling of the house with a number of dead people with two eyes open, all of them looking at the door.

As soon as I came in, I saw so many people hanging, and the curtains were closed, the interior environment was dim, and the atmosphere suddenly looked gloomy.

Just take a closer look, uh.

It was only when it was discovered that these were not hanging dead people.

Instead, with the wind currents driven by the opening of the door, a thin human skin floating gently in the air.

It's Gao's way of painting!

These skins are fish skins!

It's like hanging a dozen dried fish on the ceiling, dried fish, dried fish spinning in the air.

“Thank you for waiting.” The 30-year-old man and others were walking into the house and followed him and brought him to the door.

“Half an hour ago, I suddenly felt hungry and went out to buy takeout. But before I went out, I had left a painting ghost in the house to receive you, and I had been informed in advance that you were coming. ”

“But it was a coincidence, and I didn't know you would arrive at the Eden apartment at sunrise, and I left for exactly half an hour, causing me to stay in the house and not be able to show up during the day to open the door. ”

By way of introduction, the other party's name is also known.

High wind.

Square nodded for understanding: “Early birds have food to eat, understandably. I just didn't expect the birds to start feeding their stomachs early before dawn. ”

“Personal habits are different.” Gao Feng simply brought it there, his face didn't have much expression ups and downs, nor did he say that Fang Zheng was far away as a guest. It was meant to give the takeout to Fang Zheng on his own initiative.

“I currently live alone in apartment 509, except for the room I live in, the other rooms are empty, no one lives there, you can pick any room you want. ”

“I go back to my room for takeout, if there's anything you don't understand or want to know, you can ask me. ”

Gao Feng has no obvious enthusiasm for Fang Zheng's arrival, nor is it obviously indifferent, nor is it cold or hot.

Talking room, people have walked back to the room.

Being a practitioner, my body is stronger than normal people, but it looks like I'm hungrier than a hungry ghost, and I can't help but go back to my room to eat takeout.

And when people go back to the room, the wind lifts its hand.

Seeing a string of tall, thin, fat skins hanging from the ceiling, following the high wind turning around, driven by the air flow behind the high wind, lined up to follow him into his room.

Watch as the wind turns away.

There is a red flame at the base of the square eye to see through the high wind.

The two rules… are that night trips make the country mid-term.

Gao Jia can leave a midnight tour to make a mid-term expert responsible for monitoring this place. It seems that Gao Shu Painting has not found any important clues here, but is still not vigilant about this place.

The sight in the house was a little dim.

It also smells a little damp, hot, damp and moldy.

You go straight to the window, open the curtains, push the windows, and ventilate the room, so you can pick a room close to you.

Click…

Click, click...

Just as Fang was about to walk into the room, he heard the rushing chewing noise from the high wind room, which sounded like he was starving.

But not for a few seconds, he turned to look at it with amazement.

How does this clicking sound like eating glass scum, nails?

The wind is also a strange man.

Going out in the morning to buy takeout.

People are not cold or hot.

He is clearly a practitioner, but he is more likely to starve than ordinary people.

Even the food is unique.

Without the habit of spying on other people's private lives, he entered the room and began to take out his toiletries from his luggage.

Not even a few minutes later, there was a loud noise in the hallway.

This is an old apartment building and soundproofing itself is not good.

Fang Zheng saw that the noise had been going on, and he was curious to open the door and go out.

He saw the dead man's opposite door to apartment 507, and the door to apartment 508 was open at the moment, and a man was being controlled by three or four people in the hallway.

Fang was listening to these people's discussion for a while, and roughly understood the situation.

The tenants of apartment 508 are a couple of foreign workers from South Cantonese. And the man under control, the tenant of apartment 508, was in the woods.

Early in the morning, you saw Lin Hurry back from the outside, as if he hadn't spent the night at home. So the neighbors who knew each other were concerned about the forestry industry. Why didn't they spend the night in the apartment building last night, and they came early in the morning to pack a large bag of small things. Did they have to rent a different place?

At first, it was normal, suddenly a person's cell phone rings, I didn't know that it was still normal, suddenly like crazy to grab the other person's phone, and want to smash it.

Tell that man not to answer the phone! The woman followed him to the apartment building!

“Psst, I didn't think this forest would be such a person, actually raising a woman outside. ”

“Normally, he was serious, and his wife was very affectionate. I didn't think it was all fake. He was such a loser. ”

“Just pity Zhang Qiuhui, who is still presumed to be in the drums. You said that Lin Qiuhui was poor and had nothing to lose. Zhang Qiuhui was so kind, he was still following such a man wholeheartedly. ”

At this time, everyone was spitting at the forest, spitting at the sound.

After being controlled by the forest, there was no resistance, no argument for himself, just an unusually pale and pale eye staring dead at the cell phone in the hands of one of them.

He was just trying to grab the other guy's phone.

Everyone scolded for a while and got tired of it. Seeing that there was no loss, people began to dissipate.

Mainly worried about forestry brain, really mentally ill, afraid to involve everyone.

After all, psychotic killings, QJs, drunk driving collisions are not illegal these days.

People with amnesty orders.

When people let go of the forest, they scattered, and the forest still didn't get up on the ground. The two eyes on the pale face kept staring at the person holding the phone.

Keep staring straight at each other's back.

Until the other person disappeared at the corner of the corridor, the forest body moved, slowly climbing up from the ground, with an abnormal pale face.

The forest gaze hollow, numb glance across the street from the apartment 508, then pick up the suitcase on the floor and leave the apartment building.

Looking at the departed 508 tenant forest, Fang felt that he had never met a normal person on his first day at Eden Apartment.

Die next door to apartment 507.

507 The 508 tenant at the door also seemed a little insane.

Even the 509 winds under the same roof as myself are like a hungry, dying freak.

This is really Alice's sleepwalking condo.