Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3952 I collect rent in the survival game (14)

  The atmosphere was so quiet that there was no sound. As time passed, Guiying almost felt that the old man outside the door had gone, but he did not hear the footsteps. A strange sound rang out in the silence.

   "Where did you listen to?"

  "He is also here." Guiying replied ambiguously.

   "You got it wrong, fake." The person outside said, "No one has ever died in the Ping An Apartment."

  Who is lying to her?

   "The law and order here are messy."

   "It's chaos..." A hoarse laughter of unknown meaning fell, and the tone seemed to carry a deep hatred, almost vicious: "It is because of chaos that certain people are given an opportunity."

  Since the old man said that sentence, there was no more voice, and Gui Ying didn't know if he left.

  There is no useful information at present. The apartment is full of weirdness. She glanced at the writing on the wall, squeezed her wrist, and opened the door.

   Regardless of whether the word is a joke or a warning, Guiying did not intend to follow the rules.

  The old man outside the door is not there, so he should be back to the room.

  The seventeenth floor of the apartment, there is no light late at night.

   Staggering footsteps sounded from upstairs, very quickly.

   is a girl, in her twenties, with a certain panic on her face.

  She rushed down energetically, and when she saw Gui Ying, she stopped in place with a little timidity.

  The eyes look like young deer.

  It's not like the look in this apartment.

The door next to    suddenly opened. There was an old man with a cane standing inside. When he saw the girl, his face suddenly changed and his chest ached: "Zheng Qian! Why did you come out at night?!"

   "Grandpa." Zheng Qian sniffed, her eyes flushed.

   "Come here." The old man's tone softened again, "I scared you? Didn't I tell you, don't come out at night, dear treasure, come in quickly, and quarrel with that **** Zhao Sheng?"

  The girl walked over, hugged the old man’s arm like a baby, and said dullly: “Don’t say that about Zhao Sheng.”

   "He made you angry, so he won't let Grandpa say it!" The old man raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Wait tomorrow, Grandpa teaches you!"

   "Oh, it's nothing, I just miss Grandpa..."

  The girl and the old man walked into the room. When the old man closed the door, he took a deep look at Gui Ying, and said to himself: "I have to believe some things."

  Gui Ying retracted her gaze, glanced at the direction upstairs, thought about it, and walked up.

  There were only two people in the corridor, Grandpa and Dye Bai. The voice-activated lights were on and off, off and on again. In the repeated light and shadow, the old man looked like withered and his complexion was a bit pale.

  "A real safe apartment, in the old town to the west."

  Dye white and raise eyebrows.

  This is the city center, almost a thousand miles away from the old city in the western suburbs.

"It has existed in the old city for many years. I can't remember it for too long. Too many homeless people, as well as the older generations, regard it as their home. "

  The old man’s tone seemed to miss and sigh.

   "Where did you live?"

"That's my home." His eyes were almost narrowed, making it hard to see the expression in his eyes. "I don't know when the apartment started to change. A group of homeless people came, and the head of the building saw them. Poor, I took the initiative to take them in."

   "What's next?" White-dyed back leaned against the wall and asked.

"Later..." The old man let out a weird smile, "The Ping An apartment is haunted, who knows whether it is a human heart or something that is not visible. Some people see the curtains that glow at night and the windows that are always opened, appearing out of thin air in the corridor. Someone heard the cry in the night."

  When he spoke, he stared straight at Ying Bai, his eyes could not help making people horrified, “Things are getting more and more bizarre, and more and more weird. There are too many rumors in Ping An Apartment, who originally thought it was a prank...”

   "So you moved away? Come here?" Ran Bai looked straight at the old man, her face unchanged.

"A lot of people have moved away. When people talk about the safe apartment, they are no longer happy and smiling. I don't know when they turned into those rumors that make people talk discolored." He did not reply to the white. The problem, I said to myself, as if I was immersed in the past, and my soul was sinking.

"The young people are almost gone. Only the older generations are left in the safe apartment. We have long regarded this place as my home, my son, my granddaughter... all live here, this is the homeland. Ah, how can I bear to leave my homeland."

  The old man withdrew his gaze, his eyes were dark and weird. He pressed his fingers heavily on the cane, as if he was suppressing something, and his lips trembled slightly: "But God made a big joke with everyone."

  The top floor of the Ping An Apartment, where the night breeze is breezy and the moon is not visible.

  Dozens of people gathered together.

  005 still holding a doll in her arms, wearing a princess dress, like a princess in the moon holding the moon, jumped onto the top floor railing and sat with smooth calves, gently shaking, "Hey, have you seen her?"

  Mo Lin stood aside, his eyes twitched: "No."

   "I told her the news." Qiao You muttered, and looked at the people around her eyes impatiently.

  If it weren't for this task that requires cooperation, she doesn't like to be in the same room with other taskers.

   "No, those two are here, she hasn't come yet."

  Mo Lin followed Qiao You's gaze, and quickly retracted his gaze.

  I don’t know and are not interested.

   "Hiss, isn't it? It's only July, what's the weather? Why is it so cold at night." Gu Lanxi looked like hell, hugged his arms tightly, and got goose bumps.

  Xia Lin pursed her lips, and walked over with Gu Lanxi.

  The little girl suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, Xia Lin's eyelids twitched, her face was ugly, and she took a half step back subconsciously.

  Gu Lanxi is more direct: "Fuck."

   "What are you afraid of." Qiao You hugged the doll, wearing a beautiful little skirt and small leather shoes, with red lips and white teeth, and a sweet smile appeared on his face: "Why didn't you come with 003?"

   "Miss Sister likes to be alone." Gu Lanxi was surprised, "Isn't she here yet?"

  Qiao You pouted, a little disappointed and disappointed, and sighed softly: "Not here."

  Gu Lanxi looked at Qiao You and felt that her scalp was numb, and the face of Xia Lin next to her was also very ugly. She coughed: "During the day you..."

   "That's not me." Qiao You smiled and curled up the corners of her red lips, "Idiot, it's my sister who wants a bow with you."

  Gu Lanxi looked at the little girl's delicate and beautiful face in the moonlight, and was silent.

  You look so alike now.

  Xia Lin frowned and almost killed a fly.

  The two people seem to be indistinguishable from each other at all, no matter how they look or move, let alone clothes and dolls, they are just like clones.

  The taskers stood together in twos and threes to discuss, but almost no one dared to approach the initial tasker.

  The ratio between the initial tasker and the ordinary tasker is huge, and there is an insurmountable gap.

  (End of this chapter)