Horror Studio

Every ten centimeters of movement, the tortoise takes a deep breath.

Skills only provide the ability to climb on a flat surface, and the physical exertion of climbing still needs to be undertaken by one's own body.

For some reason, every time the tortoise uses this ability, there is an illusion that he is a superpower.

Just like the plots that appear in many superhero movies, they are ordinary people on the surface, but in some cases, they can rely on their own special abilities to save people from danger.

Who doesn't want to be a hero?

To this point, the tortoise has always been very magnanimous, and he still has not forgotten the heroic dream of his childhood.

Whether it is simple or innocent, the things that have happened have already happened. There is no need to escape, and there is no need to laugh at yourself for it.

In fact, if you turn the situation around, wouldn’t your previous self laugh at your current self for not having a dream?

Every movement of the palm is extremely stable, and the tortoise is very calm.

After a while, he came to the outside of the kitchen in Room 522. After going to the window, he was surprised to find that he could only see the shadows inside, but he couldn't know what the situation was.

Reluctantly, he began to try to open the kitchen window, but he did not expect that the window had been closed, so he had to continue to move, moving to the toilet window.

Usually, the residents will not close the toilet windows, because this will make the smell spread faster. As for the thief...the residents of Quanyun Apartment have basically not considered this issue.

In room 522.

The five are still vigilant against each other.

As soon as Qiancang heard an actor talking, the voice seemed slurred in his ears, like a demon chanting a spell, harsh and subconsciously resisting.

The sound of the mouth organ suddenly sounded in Qian Cangyi's mind.

This is... the heartfelt time? at this time……

There was a feeling of being peeped inside.

(Is this the reason for the golden death? Is it because I saw the devil or was seen by the devil? Why would I encounter this kind of thing? I knew it...no, if I had been living in Quanyun Apartment, this kind of thing would always happen In my own body, instead of waiting and accepting helplessly in the future, it is better to take the initiative!)

(I must investigate what exactly is Quanyun Apartment?)

At this point, the heartfelt time is over.

The reason why he said these words was the process of obtaining Cang Yi’s notebook. Although Cang Yi’s downfall had his own reasons, he was a person who never gave up.

After living in Quanyun's apartment, he is still trying to understand the surrounding situation. Prudent, he even made a simple mechanism to prevent the information he collected from being obtained by irrelevant people.

Just as the atmosphere in the room was stalemate, a purple-black oval vortex suddenly appeared above the four-legged table. The chicken heads, duck heads and fish heads on the table were all attracted by the vortex.

This……

Qiancang opened his eyes wide.

About two seconds later, a colorful bubble slowly floated out of the whirlpool, floating about 20 centimeters, and bursting with a "pop" sound.

"Well~ food without soul is always boring!"

Another colorful bubble floated out and burst immediately.

"What do you want to exchange with me? Of course, before the exchange, please remember that the price you need to pay is the soul. I only accept the soul."

The voice was illusory, but it seemed to be right in the ear.

Hearing this sentence, Qiancang blinked.

He realized that the existence opposite the whirlpool was trading with his own side.

"What can you give us?" Liuli's voice sounded in the room.

Another colorful bubbling flew out.

"Anything, by the way, the cost of immortality is very small~ If you want it, you can do it anytime~"

Trade... The original tenants disappeared because they traded with the things in the purple and black vortex? What does this have to do with golden death?

Qiancang thought.

He did not speak, he would not choose to deal with these existences.

Because in his mind, both parties to the transaction must be equal, and the transaction itself can be relatively fair.

If one party to the transaction has absolute power, then the other party is not qualified to negotiate terms at all.

Just like... when an actor faced a **** movie.

When the five of them hesitated, another colored bubble floated out of the purple-black whirlpool.

"Another soul is here, but I don't like the way he participates, so I taught him a lesson. I hope he can abide by the rules next time. Now, when you make your request, I don't like waiting too long. "

who is it? It should be an actor. Could it be that someone forcibly entered the room from outside Quanyun's apartment? I hope nothing will happen to him.

Qiancang thought.

"Who are you?" the movement said.

"Hey, don't ask casually, who knows if this counts as a type of transaction?" A Zhu said in a low voice.

In fact, in the eyes of the actors, the appearances of the other actors are still terrifying creatures, but after the purple-black whirlpool appeared, the voice returned to normal, which also means that they can communicate with each other.

Colored bubbles floated slowly from the purple-black whirlpool.

"Well~ a very good question. It's commendable courage to call me without knowing what I am. Since it is the first time to meet, I will introduce myself briefly. My name is..."

Hearing this sentence, Qiancang was taken aback for a moment.

He was sure that he heard the other's name, but he didn't know why he couldn't understand it.

To be more precise, it is one's own brain that filters this information naturally.

Although he couldn't see the expressions on the faces of the other actors, from the analysis of their movements, Qian Cangyi was convinced that these actors were the same as himself and automatically ignored the name.

why? Does it hurt us even to know the name?

Qiancang thought.

He didn't know if his guess was correct, and he couldn't confirm it.

But what he didn't expect was that the other party, the existence in the purple and black vortex, also discovered this.

Another colorful bubble appeared in the room.

"Come here, let me tell you personally, what am I!"

Before the actors could react, the purple-black whirlpool gradually increased, enshrouding the five actors.

...

Before that, the tortoise climbing outside Quanyun's apartment had come to the window of the toilet. Since the people inside did not respond, he could only enter the room.

But somehow ~www.ltnovel.com~ he felt that his body was suddenly unable to exert any strength, as if he had been given a narcotic.

Oops!

The turtle secretly said bad.

At the moment when his body lost its strength, his body fell downward.

Under the pull of the sheets, he swayed from side to side outside the wall of Room 524, and his body numbness continued for nearly five seconds before gradually disappearing.

"What's wrong with you?" Huama shouted.

"Pull me up!" Turtle replied.

Rescuing people must also be within the scope of their own ability. After experiencing this, the tortoise will naturally not save people anymore, at least not using this method to save people.

After all, none of the people detained in Room 522 are gathered members.

He has done his best to do this!