My Iyashikei Game Chapter 307: Night patrol
The door of the bathroom was half open, and the **** man hung in the place where the red skirt was before. His body seemed to be boneless, hanging softly.
The blood slid down his coat a little bit, dripped on the ground, and dyed the white tiles red.
Looking at the bathroom, Han Fei felt a hand gripping his throat severely, making him unable to breathe. At this time, his hands and feet were cold, and his eyes seemed to have frozen.
It was not a red dress that swayed in the dark, but a person dyed red with blood.
The wound was hidden under the uniform of the security guard. Blood stains soaked through the coat. The man's head was hung down. Judging from the shape of his face, he looked a lot like the young security guard Xiaofang.
The windows of the bathroom didn't seem to be closed tightly, and Xiao Fang, who was hung in the bathroom in the dark, suddenly raised his hand.
He took out a pair of sharp scissors from his pocket!
The scissors were stained with blood and red cloth. Xiao Fang once said that he would use these scissors to cut the red skirt.
Five fingers held the scissors, and then he began to cut towards his skin.
The dark red blood flowed out instantly, but Xiao Fang didn't feel the pain. He moved faster and faster, feeling like he had been caught by an evil spirit, completely out of control.
The heart beats so hard that Han Fei wanted to remind him, but he seemed to be pressed by a ghost, unable to move or speak.
Struggling desperately, using all my strength to resist, at the last moment, the blood-red lines on Han Fei's arm began to flow, and the pain of steel needles pierced with flesh, Han Fei suddenly came to his senses.
He yelled loudly, and a Ji Ling, who was asleep at some point, got up from the ground and swept around with a bright flashlight.
"Toilet! Go and save Xiaofang!"
Don't need Han Fei to speak, Xiao Fang's screams have already been heard in the bathroom.
He fell to the ground with several wounds on his body.
"Xiao Fang, why did you run into the bathroom in the middle of the night?" Brother Hua saw Xiao Fang covered in blood, and he was frightened.
"I don’t know. I just fell asleep and had a dream, as if the red dress was back. I wanted to destroy it, and plan to cut it into pieces and bury it in the soil... …" Xiaofang's eyes were red, and the pain distorted his face: "When I woke up, I was already here. Brother Hua, what is going on? Did I get the red skirt on my upper body! "
Xiao Fang's voice was full of fear, and he was completely panicked.
Before Han Fei suggested giving away the red skirt, Xiaofang suggested that the red skirt should be cut or burned, and then buried in the soil. Now these things have not happened to the red skirt, but instead happened to him!
Hua brother saw Xiaofang’s miserable appearance, and he was distressed and scared. He was about to approach the young security guard to treat the wound. Suddenly he seemed to have seen something, and his steps stopped directly: "Xiao, Xiao Fang, behind you!"
Xiao Fang, who was scared to death, heard that Brother Hua said that, and he turned around quickly. It didn't matter if he saw it, he was almost scared to pee.
The blood-red dress was attached to his back, and it felt like a drowning man, clinging to the back of the people around him, trying to drag him into the deep pool together.
With a scream, Xiao Fang grabbed the red skirt and prepared to throw it to the ground, but thinking of what happened to him just now, he was a little scared, and finally only dared to gently put the red skirt in the bathtub.
"What can I do? Not only has it come back, but it also seems to be more reddish, as if it had drunk a lot of blood." Xiao Fang sat on the toilet floor with fear in his eyes.
Brother Hua seems to have experienced this: "Everything is coming again. When there is only one of the three of us, the red skirt is estimated to stop."
He found the medicine box and began to help Xiaofang bandage the wound.
This red skirt is fair in some respects. The blood on the surface of Xiao Fang's skin was cut, which looked scary, but it was all skin trauma.
"Brother Hua, what did you experience last time?" Han Fei was very curious about Brother Hua's previous experience. The other party was vague every time and seemed unwilling to recall the scene at that time.
After hesitating for a long time, Brother Hua said: "The last time the red skirt appeared was a few months ago. At that time, there were four security guards in Building One, two experienced security guards with two newcomers. I remember clearly. It was normal in the first half of the night, but the red skirt appeared inexplicably in the second half of the night..."
He sighed softly: "We just threw the red skirt into the trash can at first, but when we were patrolling in the middle of the night, a newcomer suddenly fell downstairs. The place where he fell was just downstairs. Household garbage sorting bin. The three of us did not associate the incident with the red skirt at first, but in the next few days, red skirts kept appearing and haunted us all the time. The other two security guards also had accidents one after another. In the end, only The red skirt disappeared suddenly when I was alone."
Brother Hua seemed to have said the original story, but many details were not revealed.
Han Fei didn’t think that the red skirt would suddenly disappear on its own. He suspected that Brother Hua had hidden something. The other party never explained how the other two security guards died. Han Fei has every reason to guess that Brother Hua killed him. Two other security guards.
This person is generally a good person, but few people can hold on to themselves when their lives are endangered.
Human nature is constantly colliding in the ghost building, like colorful flowers, and this is the meaning of the "flower pot", and it is exactly what the butterfly wants to see.
The room became depressed, Xiao Fang wanted to cry very much. He felt that he had been entangled by ghosts, and he would probably be the first person to die.
"I have the most contact with the red skirt, it will definitely not let me go..." When Xiaofang felt desperate in his heart, he suddenly saw the weak Han Fei picking up the red skirt in the bathtub: "You are the three of us. The only person among them who has never touched the red dress, I advise you not to get involved with it."
"I want to experiment with something." This is the first time Han Fei has touched the red dress. He held it in his hand and carefully felt the touch from his fingertips.
The workmanship of this skirt is average, not very high-grade materials, but it feels very comfortable to touch, as if you are touching smooth human skin.
There are not many patterns on the skirt, but it is very delicate. The original owner seems to like this skirt very much. He obviously feels soaked in blood, but there is a faint scent.
"Well...what experiment do you want to do?" Brother Hua interrupted Han Fei. He looked at Han Fei as if he had seen "Meta".
"Wait a minute." Han Fei took the red skirt and entered the bedroom. He opened the sheets and put the skirt under the bed: "Let's turn off the light and go out first."
The room where the lights are turned on is completely different from the room where the lights are turned off. Han Fei wants to see if the red skirt can get rid of what the takeaway ghost sends under the bed.
If the thing is killed by the red skirt, Han Fei can try to infer the conditions that the red skirt and other ghosts probably need to meet.
When the other two security guards didn't understand what Han Fei was going to do, they turned off the lights and left the room.
Just as the three of them had just walked out of the door, there was a scream in Room 1044. The sound lasted for a full minute, and the three security guards who heard it all had goose bumps.
When the screams stopped, Han Fei hid behind Brother Hua, and the three reentered the house.
Turn on the lights, everything is normal, and nothing seems to happen in the bedroom.
When Han Fei opened the sheets, everyone's cold sweat was shed.
The red skirt was left in place, but there was a large amount of blood stained under the bed, as if a blood-filled balloon was blown out under the bed.
"Do you remember what I said before? The takeaway sent something into the house, and it should have been killed by now." Han Fei lifted the red skirt up: "This skirt is not only killing people, Also kill ghosts, maybe we should not resist her, but learn to coexist with her."
"Coexist with a red skirt?"
“I’m going to put it another way, it’s easier for you to understand.” Han Fei solemnly held the red skirt: “Room 1044 was originally her room. We are only renting the tenant. Since it’s a tenant, the landlord Will it collect rent?"
"Yes." Xiaofang and Brother Hua nodded ~IndoMTL.com~Money is useless to them. Our life is rent. If we don't want to die, should we pay her other rent? For example, something in the blood sacrifice building? "Han Fei has already had an idea in her heart: "She seems to like the ‘items’ sent by the takeaway. She can’t wait to do it before we leave the room. In this case, it is better for us to give the takeaway ghost to her. "
"Takeaway ghost?" Brother Hua didn't know how Han Fei came up with this.
"We are the security of the community and we want to maintain public order in the community. The red skirt is also considered as the owner. The takeaway ghost ran into the owner's house and hid under the owner's bedroom bed. Do you think he should be punished?" It makes sense. Xiaofang and Hua Ge also agreed with him under his persuasive temptation.
Unconsciously, Han Fei has become the core of this small group of three people, which he didn't even realize.
"It's also time to patrol in the middle of the night, let's go together."
Under the surprised gaze of Hua Ge and Xiao Fang, Han Fei folded the red skirt, and they realized that what Han Fei said was going to patrol with the red skirt.