Xinmiao did not know when he also came to the courtyard yard, doing a few basic dance movements for a while, then looking up at the roof of the courtyard blankly.
Weidong bought some red bean paste buns from the restaurant and called her to come and eat them.
Although Xin Miao has been classified as a category other than "human" by the concierge, he still has the instinct of "human" in the face of Dousha Bao.
Elder Li Taiyong said: "You all go find a seal, I look at this kid."
So, the other six people continued to look for seals and signatures in the building. Six people, exactly six stories, each was responsible for the first floor, trying to find them from unexpected places.
In Sha Liu's words-don't let go of every tile joint.
Sha Liu volunteered to take charge of the first-floor shop. Since I heard that there is a shop that sells second-hand goods, and some of the goods are collected from the residents upstairs, Sha Liu believes that there will be something everyone wants in this shop. .
Others subcontracted upstairs. When a few men went upstairs, Qin Ci couldn't help but said, "I just feel strange, who was knocking on the door last night, why did it only knock on 410?"
"And also left a weird red whistle in front of Gate 410." Ke Xun's expression was teased.
Wei Dong turned to look at his roommate: "Aren't you watching by the window?"
Zhu Haowen: "I didn't watch the'Giant Face Moment'."
"..."
"When the knock on the door sounded, there was no one at the door of 410." Zhu Haowen said blankly.
This statement is exactly the same as what Mu Yiran saw last night.
"Could it be that the old man knocking on the door can be invisible? Or, is there someone else who knocks on the door?" Qin Ci couldn't figure out the principle.
Mu Yiran suddenly said, "I just want to know, before yesterday afternoon, did Sha Liu discuss 307 with any of you?"
Everyone thought about it, and finally Qin Ci said: "During our nap yesterday, she knocked on the door of our 307, saying that she wanted to know more about the situation of 307, because according to her analysis, the resentful spirit of 307 is very likely to be the first. A knock on their 410 door, she wanted to deal with it in advance."
"What then?" I don't know how many people are saying.
"We just let her in. She rummaged in the room for a long time and found no valuable clues." Qin Ci frowned and plunged into memory, "But... we found something about it from the drawer of the room. Regarding the old man, the old man living in 307 was a very kind person. He lived frugally and saved a lot of money to support people who are more difficult than him, especially those who hope elementary school... A letter from the sponsored elementary school students and a letter of commendation from the school."
Everyone remembered that the old man who called "Wang Fu" helplessly last night had such a life.
"However, we haven't found the porcelain basin, and it's hard to say what it contains..."
Mu Yiran asked suddenly: "What was Sha Liu's reaction at that time?"
"She was a little disappointed, but Uncle Li comforted her and said that the old man who used to live in 307 should be a kind person, and may not harm people at night... Sha Liu listened to it, but soon began to worry about other things, afraid of the night. If there is no dead person, a meeting will be held the next day to choose people..."
Mu Yiran showed a clear expression: "No one is fully sure about the selection of people at the meeting, so some people will be ready to move before the meeting."
"It's no wonder that when we cracked the secret of bamboo shoots on the sixth floor yesterday afternoon, Shaliu showed horror that was inconsistent with his personality." Ke Xun also felt that Shaliu's performance yesterday was a bit abnormal. The atmosphere Liu created was even more terrifying, and even a little alarmist."
Wei Dong seemed to realize: "At the dinner table yesterday, she made a suggestion to jump the window."
"The thing about jumping the window is indeed very tempting, because this is a prohibition condition that NPC has never put forward. Sha Liu should also want to know what the consequences of jumping the window will bring, but she is not willing to try the law by herself, so I have to choose someone to help her test." Ke Xun looked at Xinmiao who was jumping downstairs-Sha Liu was indeed cruel enough to face Xinmiao without any guilty conscience. She also shied away from Qiu Lu's death. Do nothing.
Qin Ci also gradually understood: "If jumping the window is really a shortcut, then after others come out of the way, Sha Liu can follow suit in the future; on the contrary, if the way of jumping the window fails, Sha Liu will also take the opportunity to get rid of it. One or two people, so that you can avoid the death election the next day-no matter what, it will only benefit Saliu."
After several men analyzed the incident, they felt that this woman became more and more terrifying.
"Why did that old man choose 410? Who was knocking on the door of 410 last night?" Wei Dong was still puzzled.
"Did you find that the knock on the door last night was lower than usual?" Mu Yiran said.
Qin Ci nodded first: "Yes, the voice is a little bit small, and a little dull."
"That's because the knock on the door came from inside." Mu Yiran slowly said the result.
Now everyone was taken aback: "What? The 410 knocked on the door himself?! Is it Saliu?"
"Yes," it was Ke Xun who spoke this time. "Sa Liu can only find an excuse to go to the living room alone, and she can wait for an opportunity to knock on the door to make a noise. This behavior has deceived us all last night, let alone being there. Among them was Qiu Lu-Sha Liu screamed after knocking on the door, which made Qiu Lu mistakenly believe that something terrible had happened to 410. Sha Liu took the opportunity to knock over many things in the house, creating the illusion of someone breaking in. Encourage Qiu Lu to jump the window again."
The whole result was clear. People had different expressions, some chuckled, some were angry, some sighed, and some remained expressionless.
In the end Qin Ci sighed: "The foreign troubles are not resolved, and the ghosts are out again."
"I just don't know, who is hanging the whistle." Ke Xun said.
"It's the old man of 307," Zhu Haowen's eyes glanced at the eye-catching red whistle on the fourth floor. "After the movement of 410 subsided last night, the old man came to the door of 410 silently, hung up the whistle, and disappeared again. It's in the stairwell."
"Could it be that last night's horrific events will really loop indefinitely?" Qin Ci said.
Zhu Haowen said, "No, I think the whistle is full of imagination, even if it is a cycle, it should be a spiraling cycle."
Wei Dong looked at his roommate, and suddenly felt that the other party seemed a little abnormal...
For a whole day, everyone got nothing.
Sha Liu searched through all the things in the thrift store, but returned disappointed.
Sha Liu's mood seemed difficult to suppress, after all, the red whistle hung in front of door 410 where he lived.
At the dinner table, Li Taiyong said seriously, "I have something to tell everyone."
Everyone stopped their chopsticks and looked at the old man who rarely showed seriousness.
"Xiao Qin told me the rules in the painting a long time ago. If there is no life case the first night, everyone will have a meeting to recommend someone to die the next day." Old man Li Taiyong paused, "I think, this Things are difficult, not just to tear the face and hurt feelings, it is killing similar people."
Everyone understands these principles, but rules are rules, and no one can resist.
"I just thought, there will be such a day, the big guys don't be embarrassed, you can choose me." The old man's serious expression was kind.
Ke Xun was the first objection: "Master, we haven't reached that point yet. Maybe we can find the seal tomorrow! Besides, it will really reach that point, and I am reluctant to choose you."
"Xiao Ke'er, listen to me," Li Taiyong smiled, "You are all great years, there are so many things waiting to be experienced. I am 76 years old this year and I have experienced enough. I think it’s worth it, I don’t think it’s in vain."
Everyone's eye circles were a little red, and Ke Xun also felt hot in his eye sockets. He looked at Sha Liu who was sitting there with his head bowed, and wanted to ask the old man what, but felt unable to talk about it.
Elder Li Taiyong continued: "I have been thinking about this for the past few days, and I have already made a decision in my heart. If you can do it then, even if it is the greatest respect for me, this old man."
In the paintings that Ke Xun has experienced, although full of selfishness and calculations, I have also seen Zhou Bin’s unshakable boyfriend power, Geng’s father and mother’s desperate parental heart...
But the old man Li Taiyong in front of him is different from them. After all, he and the old man are not relatives, and there are only four short days of friendship... Can you get the gold medal from death just because you are young? You deserve to die because you're older?
"When you go out smoothly, make enough preparations, gain enough experience, support each other, and strive to pass the following paintings, and truly return to our world! You will be the strongest and most fearless group of young people. If you have ambitions, go to build the country well, and if you don’t have lofty ambitions, you can live your own life. Don’t let people leave regrets.
Ke Xun remembered the words of Old Man Li Taiyong, and he could still remember it clearly many, many years later.
Including Mu Yi then came to talk about this old man, who was talking about-an old man like a lighthouse.
...
The long-lost night came again. At around nine o'clock, Sha Liu came to 411 for help, saying that the big window in her room could not be closed.
Mu Yiran completely ignored the other party, as if he couldn't hear him.
In the end, Ke Xun went to 410 to take a look and found that the large window facing the concrete wall was completely open, because the window was the kind of wooden window that was pushed open in the past. If you want to close it, you have to close the window sash. It's like decayed, it can't be closed anyway.
It seemed that everything was to keep the look of Qiu Lu jumping off last night.
Sha Liu suspected that Ke Xun had not done her best to help, so she went downstairs to ask Qin Ci and the others for help, and even alarmed the concierge on the ground floor, but the window seemed dead, and no one could close it.
Just when Sha Liu anxiously wanted to find something to nail the window, the concierge made a prompt to turn off the lights.
It was 11 o'clock soon, and Sha Liu wanted to cry without tears.
In the end, the whole building turned off the lights and everything was silent.
Mu Yiran and Ke Xun guarded the small window without curtains just like last night.
From this angle, it happens to be able to see the bright red whistle hanging in front of door 410, which is now gently swinging with the night wind.
"If our door is knocked tonight," Ke Xun said his premonition. After all, 411 is the closest to 410. Once Saliu is in danger, it is very likely to knock on the door next to him. "Then we must Think of a way to see the vision that appears in the room at the moment the door is knocked."
The white woman in 410 on the eve of the first night, and the old man holding the pot on the eve of 307 in the previous eve, all suddenly appeared when the door was knocked.
Mu Yiran nodded, looking at Ke Xun, whose face was full of moonlight, and cast his gaze out of the window again.
Ke Xun had just realized the slightly moist gaze of the other party, but was lightly put down by the gaze again, and a little satisfied sigh was born in his heart, and he also cast his gaze out of the window.
Outside the window is the black tube building, and the corridors are like bamboo shoots, and the tops are slowly converging in an arc...
In this slightly strange night, the red whistle hung on the clothesline suddenly made a sharp sound. The first sound was a little short, like an audition.
Soon, the long whistle sounded, blowing into a tone in the dark—"Wangfu—"
No one blows it, it is the whistle.
Xinmiao did not know when he also came to the courtyard yard, doing a few basic dance movements for a while, then looking up at the roof of the courtyard blankly.
Weidong bought some red bean paste buns from the restaurant and called her to come and eat them.
Although Xin Miao has been classified as a category other than "human" by the concierge, he still has the instinct of "human" in the face of Dousha Bao.
Elder Li Taiyong said: "You all go find a seal, I look at this kid."
So, the other six people continued to look for seals and signatures in the building. Six people, exactly six stories, each was responsible for the first floor, trying to find them from unexpected places.
In Sha Liu's words-don't let go of every tile joint.
Sha Liu volunteered to take charge of the first-floor shop. Since I heard that there is a shop that sells second-hand goods, and some of the goods are collected from the residents upstairs, Sha Liu believes that there will be something everyone wants in this shop. .
Others subcontracted upstairs. When a few men went upstairs, Qin Ci couldn't help but said, "I just feel strange, who was knocking on the door last night, why did it only knock on 410?"
"And also left a weird red whistle in front of Gate 410." Ke Xun's expression was teased.
Wei Dong turned to look at his roommate: "Aren't you watching by the window?"
Zhu Haowen: "I didn't watch the'Giant Face Moment'."
"..."
"When the knock on the door sounded, there was no one at the door of 410." Zhu Haowen said blankly.
This statement is exactly the same as what Mu Yiran saw last night.
"Could it be that the old man knocking on the door can be invisible? Or, is there someone else who knocks on the door?" Qin Ci couldn't figure out the principle.
Mu Yiran suddenly said, "I just want to know, before yesterday afternoon, did Sha Liu discuss 307 with any of you?"
Everyone thought about it, and finally Qin Ci said: "During our nap yesterday, she knocked on the door of our 307, saying that she wanted to know more about the situation of 307, because according to her analysis, the resentful spirit of 307 is very likely to be the first. A knock on their 410 door, she wanted to deal with it in advance."
"What then?" I don't know how many people are saying.
"We just let her in. She rummaged in the room for a long time and found no valuable clues." Qin Ci frowned and plunged into memory, "But... we found something about it from the drawer of the room. Regarding the old man, the old man living in 307 was a very kind person. He lived frugally and saved a lot of money to support people who are more difficult than him, especially those who hope elementary school... A letter from the sponsored elementary school students and a letter of commendation from the school."
Everyone remembered that the old man who called "Wang Fu" helplessly last night had such a life.
"However, we haven't found the porcelain basin, and it's hard to say what it contains..."
Mu Yiran asked suddenly: "What was Sha Liu's reaction at that time?"
"She was a little disappointed, but Uncle Li comforted her and said that the old man who used to live in 307 should be a kind person, and may not harm people at night... Sha Liu listened to it, but soon began to worry about other things, afraid of the night. If there is no dead person, a meeting will be held the next day to choose people..."
Mu Yiran showed a clear expression: "No one is fully sure about the selection of people at the meeting, so some people will be ready to move before the meeting."
"It's no wonder that when we cracked the secret of bamboo shoots on the sixth floor yesterday afternoon, Shaliu showed horror that was inconsistent with his personality." Ke Xun also felt that Shaliu's performance yesterday was a bit abnormal. The atmosphere Liu created was even more terrifying, and even a little alarmist."
Wei Dong seemed to realize: "At the dinner table yesterday, she made a suggestion to jump the window."
"The thing about jumping the window is indeed very tempting, because this is a prohibition condition that NPC has never put forward. Sha Liu should also want to know what the consequences of jumping the window will bring, but she is not willing to try the law by herself, so I have to choose someone to help her test." Ke Xun looked at Xinmiao who was jumping downstairs-Sha Liu was indeed cruel enough to face Xinmiao without any guilty conscience. She also shied away from Qiu Lu's death. Do nothing.
Qin Ci also gradually understood: "If jumping the window is really a shortcut, then after others come out of the way, Sha Liu can follow suit in the future; on the contrary, if the way of jumping the window fails, Sha Liu will also take the opportunity to get rid of it. One or two people, so that you can avoid the death election the next day-no matter what, it will only benefit Saliu."
After several men analyzed the incident, they felt that this woman became more and more terrifying.
"Why did that old man choose 410? Who was knocking on the door of 410 last night?" Wei Dong was still puzzled.
"Did you find that the knock on the door last night was lower than usual?" Mu Yiran said.
Qin Ci nodded first: "Yes, the voice is a little bit small, and a little dull."
"That's because the knock on the door came from inside." Mu Yiran slowly said the result.
Now everyone was taken aback: "What? The 410 knocked on the door himself?! Is it Saliu?"
"Yes," it was Ke Xun who spoke this time. "Sa Liu can only find an excuse to go to the living room alone, and she can wait for an opportunity to knock on the door to make a noise. This behavior has deceived us all last night, let alone being there. Among them was Qiu Lu-Sha Liu screamed after knocking on the door, which made Qiu Lu mistakenly believe that something terrible had happened to 410. Sha Liu took the opportunity to knock over many things in the house, creating the illusion of someone breaking in. Encourage Qiu Lu to jump the window again."
The whole result was clear. People had different expressions, some chuckled, some were angry, some sighed, and some remained expressionless.
In the end Qin Ci sighed: "The foreign troubles are not resolved, and the ghosts are out again."
"I just don't know, who is hanging the whistle." Ke Xun said.
"It's the old man of 307," Zhu Haowen's eyes glanced at the eye-catching red whistle on the fourth floor. "After the movement of 410 subsided last night, the old man came to the door of 410 silently, hung up the whistle, and disappeared again. It's in the stairwell."
"Could it be that last night's horrific events will really loop indefinitely?" Qin Ci said.
Zhu Haowen said, "No, I think the whistle is full of imagination, even if it is a cycle, it should be a spiraling cycle."
Wei Dong looked at his roommate, and suddenly felt that the other party seemed a little abnormal...
For a whole day, everyone got nothing.
Sha Liu searched through all the things in the thrift store, but returned disappointed.
Sha Liu's mood seemed difficult to suppress, after all, the red whistle hung in front of door 410 where he lived.
At the dinner table, Li Taiyong said seriously, "I have something to tell everyone."
Everyone stopped their chopsticks and looked at the old man who rarely showed seriousness.
"Xiao Qin told me the rules in the painting a long time ago. If there is no life case the first night, everyone will have a meeting to recommend someone to die the next day." Old man Li Taiyong paused, "I think, this Things are difficult, not just to tear the face and hurt feelings, it is killing similar people."
Everyone understands these principles, but rules are rules, and no one can resist.
"I just thought, there will be such a day, the big guys don't be embarrassed, you can choose me." The old man's serious expression was kind.
Ke Xun was the first objection: "Master, we haven't reached that point yet. Maybe we can find the seal tomorrow! Besides, it will really reach that point, and I am reluctant to choose you."
"Xiao Ke'er, listen to me," Li Taiyong smiled, "You are all great years, there are so many things waiting to be experienced. I am 76 years old this year and I have experienced enough. I think it’s worth it, I don’t think it’s in vain."
Everyone's eye circles were a little red, and Ke Xun also felt hot in his eye sockets. He looked at Sha Liu who was sitting there with his head bowed, and wanted to ask the old man what, but felt unable to talk about it.
Elder Li Taiyong continued: "I have been thinking about this for the past few days, and I have already made a decision in my heart. If you can do it then, even if it is the greatest respect for me, this old man."
In the paintings that Ke Xun has experienced, although full of selfishness and calculations, I have also seen Zhou Bin’s unshakable boyfriend power, Geng’s father and mother’s desperate parental heart...
But the old man Li Taiyong in front of him is different from them. After all, he and the old man are not relatives, and there are only four short days of friendship... Can you get the gold medal from death just because you are young? You deserve to die because you're older?
"When you go out smoothly, make enough preparations, gain enough experience, support each other, and strive to pass the following paintings, and truly return to our world! You will be the strongest and most fearless group of young people. If you have ambitions, go to build the country well, and if you don’t have lofty ambitions, you can live your own life. Don’t let people leave regrets.
Ke Xun remembered the words of Old Man Li Taiyong, and he could still remember it clearly many, many years later.
Including Mu Yi then came to talk about this old man, who was talking about-an old man like a lighthouse.
...
The long-lost night came again. At around nine o'clock, Sha Liu came to 411 for help, saying that the big window in her room could not be closed.
Mu Yiran completely ignored the other party, as if he couldn't hear him.
In the end, Ke Xun went to 410 to take a look and found that the large window facing the concrete wall was completely open, because the window was the kind of wooden window that was pushed open in the past. If you want to close it, you have to close the window sash. It's like decayed, it can't be closed anyway.
It seemed that everything was to keep the look of Qiu Lu jumping off last night.
Sha Liu suspected that Ke Xun had not done her best to help, so she went downstairs to ask Qin Ci and the others for help, and even alarmed the concierge on the ground floor, but the window seemed dead, and no one could close it.
Just when Sha Liu anxiously wanted to find something to nail the window, the concierge made a prompt to turn off the lights.
It was 11 o'clock soon, and Sha Liu wanted to cry without tears.
In the end, the whole building turned off the lights and everything was silent.
Mu Yiran and Ke Xun guarded the small window without curtains just like last night.
From this angle, it happens to be able to see the bright red whistle hanging in front of door 410, which is now gently swinging with the night wind.
"If our door is knocked tonight," Ke Xun said his premonition. After all, 411 is the closest to 410. Once Saliu is in danger, it is very likely to knock on the door next to him. "Then we must Think of a way to see the vision that appears in the room at the moment the door is knocked."
The white woman in 410 on the eve of the first night, and the old man holding the pot on the eve of 307 in the previous eve, all suddenly appeared when the door was knocked.
Mu Yiran nodded, looking at Ke Xun, whose face was full of moonlight, and cast his gaze out of the window again.
Ke Xun had just realized the slightly moist gaze of the other party, but was lightly put down by the gaze again, and a little satisfied sigh was born in his heart, and he also cast his gaze out of the window.
Outside the window is the black tube building, and the corridors are like bamboo shoots, and the tops are slowly converging in an arc...
In this slightly strange night, the red whistle hung on the clothesline suddenly made a sharp sound. The first sound was a little short, like an audition.
Soon, the long whistle sounded, blowing into a tone in the dark—"Wangfu—"
No one blows it, it is the whistle.
