infinite danger

Chapter 166 Stairs

The taskers finally dragged the bamboo back to Zhizhayan's house. As soon as Yanyue opened the courtyard door, she saw two children in red clothes with sly smiles standing behind the door.

For some reason, they didn't tie their hair up today. The jet-black hair stuck to their faces, making their skin look pale and terrifying.

They held a small paper figurine in their hands, and stood holding hands, without speaking, just staring at Yan Yue and smiling, with her face clearly imprinted in their pupils.

When her companion had an accident, Yan Yue was already in an irritable mood, but suddenly she was taken aback by them, and her mood became even worse. She said impatiently, "Get out of the way."

The two children remained motionless, their lifeless eyes slowly curled up, and they laughed softly.

Yanyue's heart was frightened by the sight, an inexplicable anger rushed to her brain, and she raised her hand to pat one of the twins: "Let you go away! Don't you understand!"

"Stop." Ji Siwei dropped the bamboo, and quickly grasped Yanyue's wrist.

Just a little bit, Yanyue's hand was about to touch the child's face.

There was a slight pain in the wrist, Yanyue suddenly woke up and dozed off, withdrew her hand, and said in a daze, "I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong, it seems that I suddenly lost my mind."

The smile on the face of the dragon and phoenix twins disappeared, and the expression seemed to be a little disappointed. After taking a deep look at Yanyue, they held hands and hopped away without making a sound.

"You have been affected." Ji Siwei reminded her coldly: "Adjust your mentality and don't provoke these two children."

Yanyue was also a little scared, her eyes flickered slightly, and she nodded in a daze.

Ji Siwei picked up the bamboo and dragged it into the yard.

"Sister, are you okay?" the novice girl asked with concern.

"It's okay." Yanyue breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly adjusted her state.

"You are back." Zhi Zhayan heard the movement and came out of the house to greet them: "I just finished making a new paper doll, come and see how it is doing."

Hearing his words, Ji Siwei felt uncomfortable. When he entered the hall, there was indeed a new paper figurine among the paper crowd.

With sharp eyes, a thick beard, and a strong physique, at first glance one might think that Sheng Shu had been revived and reappeared in front of them.

"Ah!" The novice girl was not mentally prepared, she screamed, covered her mouth belatedly, and said in a low voice, "Brother Sheng has become a paper man!"

Although the voice was deliberately lowered, the fear inside did not decrease at all.

Ji Siwei glanced at her, motioned her to stop talking, and asked Zhizhayan gently and politely: "Uncle Yan, how many people are we here in total?"

"Why do you ask such a boring question." Zhi Zhayan looked at him strangely: "Six people are all here, what's the problem?"

"Just a random question." Ji Siwei raised his eyes and glanced at the paper people placed in the living room, his eyes getting colder and colder.

Since knowing that there is a ghost living in these paper figurines, the flat eyes on the paper figurines seem to be endowed with souls.

He strongly felt that these dozen pairs of eyes were watching them all the time.

Zhizhayan didn't go into the details, but just asked him: "Have you cut down the bamboo yet?"

Ji Siwei replied nonchalantly, "In the yard."

"How much did you cut?" Zhizhayan said as he walked, "I'll go and see, the bamboo that grows by the grave must be useful."

As soon as he mentioned the words bamboo by the grave, the mission workers reflexively thought of the black-haired woman sitting on Sheng Shu's back, and their faces turned pale.

"These bamboos are all useful." Zhizhayan walked around the bamboo pile with a satisfied expression, and picked up a few fresh and tender bamboo shoots placed next to the bamboo: "I asked you to dig the bamboo before leaving the house. , I’m going to make bamboo shoot stewed meat for you.”

"When I think of Brother Sheng, I don't have the appetite to eat..." The novice girl glanced timidly at the paper figurine that looked the same as Sheng Shu: "Do you think Brother Sheng's ghost will be inside the paper figurine?"

Yanyue: "It's hard to say."

"I don't have an appetite either." Zhou Qi's face was sleepy, and his eyes were as confused as if covered with a thick layer of fog: "My three views have been destroyed, and I won't be able to rebuild it for a while."

"You underestimate yourself too much." Yanyue said, "Even if the Three Views collapse, it won't affect your appetite."

Bai Yi: "Sister Yue, life is tough."

After lunch, under the guidance of Zhi Zhayan, the workers cut the bamboo into bamboo strips, and the bamboo strips have to be finely polished.

The grinding machine is a bit dangerous, and they are novices, and they didn't finish processing the pile of bamboo when it was dark.

When the villagers who delivered meals came, Zhizhayan finally called out to stop work: "Come here first today, and prepare for dinner."

Bai Yi stretched out his blistered hand, and said, crying, "This is the world where I have worked the most. I suspect that I am not playing the horror escape dungeon, but I am participating in the transformation plan."

Yanyue: "Nonsense, the Metamorphometer doesn't work as hard as here."

After dinner, everyone gathered in the living room, and none of them felt sleepy.

There are paper figurines hidden in the room, and there are more paper figurines in the living room, and the two children are often elusive, so there is no safe place in this house.

Something happened to Sheng Shu, and Yanyue naturally assumed the role of captain: "Go wash up and sleep, it's useless to stay here."

The novice girl blinked her big eyes, and asked softly, "Sister, can I go to sleep in your room tonight?"

Yanyue agreed simply: "Yes."

"Wait, in this way, am I the only one left on the third floor?" Bai Yi suddenly realized this problem, thinking that only he and the three paper figurines were alone on the empty third floor, he panicked to death, and begged Looking at Ji Siwei: "Brother Huya, please take me in! I can also play on the floor!"

Zhou Qi raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Why didn't you ask for my opinion?"

Bai Yi narrowly swallowed the words "your opinion is not important", showing a very cute and innocent expression, and said in a discussing tone: "Brother Zhou, of course your opinion is also important, then you how about?"

Zhou Qi also realized the secret of the paper figurine now, so he leaned close to Bai Yi and said in a low and hoarse voice: "I have no objection, but are you sure you want to come to our room to make a bunk on the floor? There is a paper bridesmaid lying under my bed, you Playing on the floor, rounding up to sleeping with her."

Bai Yi shuddered all over: "Hey, I don't dare to hit the floor anymore."

"Sleep with Zhou Qi, I'm not used to sleeping with others." Considering safety issues, Ji Siwei agreed, and he stood up expressionlessly: "I'll go wash up first."

After Ji Siwei left, Bai Yi touched his cold arm and whispered, "Do you think this brother is a bit cold?"

When Bai Yi said cold, he didn't mean his appearance, but the sense of alienation in him.

"Everyone is a stranger who just met, and his attitude is already normal and quite polite. Are they all as familiar as you?" Yanyue changed the subject: "Besides, personality is not important, it is a person who depends on his personality." Just make your teammates."

Bai Yi said again: "When the accident happened today, you saw how decisive he was in dealing with it and how calm his reaction was. Do you really think it's his first time entering the dungeon?"

Thinking of Ji Siwei's help to ward off the next disaster, Yanyue said: "It's impossible to judge whether he is a novice based on these alone, but I think he is a trustworthy person."

Bai Yi: "I agree."

When Ji Siwei walked to the turning of the stairs, he suddenly felt a dark energy approaching.

He stopped and looked up instinctively.

The lights in the stairwell went out instantly.

There was no light on upstairs, the stairs were separated from the living room by a wooden board, and only the pale moonlight came in through the windows.

He clearly saw a figure in a skirt appearing out of nowhere at the top of the stairs. The light was dim and backlighted, and her face was completely hidden in the shadows.

Holding a sharp knife in her hand, she let out a light laugh and walked towards Ji Siwei step by step without making any sound of footsteps.

Ji Siwei threw out the fruit knife in his sleeve and tapped it with his fingers.

The little puppet flew out of his pocket and hovered beside him with his hands on his hips, looking menacing.

The little puppet is as warm as spring to its own people, but it is another story to the ghosts and monsters.

The figure took another step forward against the pressure.

The deep eyes narrowed slightly, and the slender eye ends were thickly stroked, adding to the coolness. The black knife spun a circle in his hand, and a few wisps of red mist appeared for no reason. Ji Siwei continued to walk upwards without saying a word.

The figure froze and took two steps back, as if trembling slightly.

But persisted for a few seconds, then disappeared in place.

The lights in the stairwell came on again.

Ji Si hurriedly hid the fruit knife, not being affected by this episode.

However, he began to think about a question-whether the stairs in the house have a special meaning.

On the first night, a woman wearing embroidered shoes appeared at the top of the stairs.

In the early morning of the next day, the tasker fell down the stairs and died.

Now, another woman appeared at the top of the stairs.

Ji Siwei temporarily put this question aside, went back to his room and opened the closet to get a change of clothes.

In the closet full of clothes, there was a cold gaze looking at him - indifferent, cruel, with a hint of excitement.

Ji Siwei pushed aside his clothes, and as expected, he saw the paper bridesmaid hidden behind the clothes.

Looking at each other at such a close distance, Ji Siwei couldn't help admiring the exquisite craftsmanship of the paper tie, the expression on the paper bridesmaid's face was so vivid, especially the eyes that looked at him, as if they would turn at any moment.

Frowning his long eyebrows, Ji Siwei picked out two pieces of clothes to change, and said casually: "I got into the closet all in ashes, it's very dirty."

Disliked paper bridesmaid: "..." QAQ.

After Ji Siwei took out the clothes, he directly closed the closet door, leaving the paper bridesmaid with a cold and heartless back.

Paper bridesmaid: "Hey." If I couldn't beat it, I would have done it long ago.

When Ji Siwei was leaving the room, he happened to meet other taskers who were going upstairs. He stopped and reminded: "The paper figurines in the room have changed positions. Please pay attention so that you don't touch them."

"No way, it's so perverted to change positions?" Bai Yi wailed: "It's impossible to guard against."

Ji Siwei said again: "Zhou Qi, the paper bridesmaids are in the closet, be careful when you pick up the clothes."

Zhou Qi is no longer the nervous self who was not afraid of anything, and said decisively, "I won't change clothes tonight."

Bai Yi sniffed his clothes closely, pinched his nose and said softly, "Brother, you should change it, you sweated a lot today, and I'm going to sleep with you tonight."

Zhou Qi also sniffed his sleeves: "Okay."

As soon as Bai Yi finished taking a shower, he couldn't wait to move the quilt to Ji Siwei's room.