infinite danger

Chapter 68

"Fifth floor, fifth floor..."

Hearing Ji Siwei's question, the puppet bear stood up slowly with his hands on the elevator, stroked his mouth lightly, and said in a deep voice, "The fifth floor must be scarier than all the previous floors."

The puppet bear's serious tone made Ji Siwei more curious about the fifth floor. He turned his head and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"This may be the floor that threatens me the most." The puppet bear raised his head, his big, sunken plush face was completely hidden in the shadows, his throat was a little tight. After a long silence, the puppet bear said word by word: " Because there's a glutton living on the fifth floor."

"The floor that poses the greatest threat to you." Ji Siwei frowned, chewing on the meaning of the puppet bear's words: "You mean, the gluttons on the fifth floor will devour ghosts?"

The puppet bear nodded: "Not only does he eat ghosts, he also eats humans and animals. It is no exaggeration to say that as long as a glutton has a sense of hunger, he will go crazy and eat himself."

Ji Siwei felt a little strange: "So, gluttony needs a lot of food, why does it stay here so honestly. Is there enough food here?"

"You're really sharp." The puppet bear was a little surprised, and his big fluffy face became even more distorted because of serious thinking: "Gluttony didn't stay here voluntarily, the world is so big, of course it wants to go around eating Eat. I heard that someone trapped it on the fifth floor."

"But with all due respect, for such a dangerous ghost like Glutton, it's better to be trapped here than to let it wander outside. Otherwise, wherever it passes, there must be no grass and blood."

Ji Siwei analyzed: "It is necessary to trap the gluttonous maniac and make it a watchman. I guess the person who traps the gluttonous maniac will provide food to it regularly."

Quietly raising his eyes, Ji Siwei asked unhurriedly, "So, where do these foods come from?"

The puppet bear was startled, looked at Ji Siwei's legs, and suddenly said, "Huya, Guo Hui Yiyao."

This abrupt exclamation was somewhat offensive, Ji Siwei turned his eyes away, and said flatly: "You are not very old, don't sigh like an old man."

"Okay." The puppet bear waved his short hands and asked a question that seemed to have nothing to do with the previous topic: "Do you know what the most famous major of Yangcheng University is?"

Yangcheng University is a pyramid in the educational circles of Yangcheng, and Ji Siwei knew it better, so he replied, "Medicine."

"That's right." The puppet bear said: "In terms of medical majors, Yangcheng University ranks first in the country, and there are several affiliated hospitals. In terms of medicine, Yangcheng University has never been stingy with funding. In order to support medical research , Yangcheng University established a corpse bank in the 60s.

"As far as I know, part of the food provided to gluttons comes from there. As for why corpses can be taken from the corpse bank, I don't know. Apart from corpses, that person seems to feed some ghosts to gluttons and animals.

"Food supply is scarce, bulimia is always in a state of hunger, you'd better be mentally prepared..."

"Ding--"

A harsh sound of the elevator arriving interrupted the Muppet Bear's words.

The elevator swayed slightly and stopped.

"Be prepared." The puppet bear spat out the last word stuck in his throat.

As a chatterbox, it is very uncomfortable not to complete a sentence!

After saying this, the puppet bear breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked up at the elevator door.

At the same time, the elevator doors automatically opened to both sides.

There was a sound of metal dragging outside the corridor.

The sound of heavy footsteps was mixed with the crisp sound of metal clashing.

"Snapped!"

The lights in the elevator suddenly went out.

There is no moonlight, no lights, no light at all, and the world seems to be plunged into pure darkness.

Not sure whether the elevator door was open or closed, Ji Siwei subconsciously slowed down his breathing.

Reaching into the backpack to find the flashlight, Ji Siwei turned on the switch, but the flashlight, which was of good quality, was out of order, with no intention of turning it on at all.

The sound of metal dragging continued, and something was coming towards the elevator, and the speed was not slow.

People can't help but think wildly in the dark, and Ji Siwei is no exception.

With his heart beating faster and faster, Ji Siwei restrained his imagination, held the undead crossbow, and was ready to fight at any time.

At the moment of nervousness, Ji Siwei suddenly felt a little light below. He thought it was the faint light from the flashlight, and looked down...it turned out that the eyes of the eight-tailed cat were glowing.

The puppet also quietly landed on Ji Siwei's shoulder, exuding a warm breath.

Ji Siwei couldn't help laughing, the uneasiness of being dominated by the darkness disappeared instantly, he stretched out his hand and gently touched the little puppet's head, and then eight tails' head.

It was rare for the eight-tailed cat not to resist, and gently rubbed its head against Ji Siwei's palm.

There was a rattling electric sound in the elevator, and the lights on the top flickered abruptly.

The hand holding the undead crossbow tightened, Ji Siwei raised his head to look above his head, and the light flashed twice at the same frequency.

"The lights are scary."

In the darkness, someone whispered a word.

Ji Siwei looked sideways, and in the flickering lights, the distorted big face of the puppet bear, stained with blood, was very close at hand.

Next to the puppet bear, a ghostly female ghost in white looked at Ji Siwei, with a strange arc on the corner of her mouth, and a stiff smile.

Ji Siwei's heart skipped a beat suddenly: "There is a sentence, I don't know if I should say it or not."

The puppet bear leaned in front of Ji Siwei: "Say it."

Ji Siwei turned his head back and said in a low voice, "You guys are even scarier."

The puppet bear came to his senses and let out a sneer: "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I forgot that I was a ghost."

It's rare to see Huya showing emotion, and the Muppet Bear couldn't help but tease: "I see you've been so calm, I thought you weren't afraid of anything."

Ji Siwei said, "I'm not afraid."

The puppet bear smiled and said, "Okay, okay, you're not afraid."

Ji Siwei didn't respond, and asked after a while: "Why can other ghosts control the lights to turn off, but you can't control the lights to turn back on?"

"You're changing the subject." The Muppet Bear paused, "Maybe I can try."

After the puppet bear finished speaking, the lights in the elevator really returned to normal.

Ji Siwei was a little surprised. He turned his head and saw that the elevator door was tightly closed. The experience just now seemed to be just an illusion.

Ji Siwei looked at the puppet bear, a little surprised: "You really did it."

The puppet bear looked a little unhappy: "But I didn't do anything just now."

After finishing speaking, the puppet bear looked at the female ghost in white again: "Senior, did you restore the light just now?"

The female ghost in white shook her head.

This means that it is the watchman on the fifth floor who controls the lights from beginning to end. He watches their every move in the dark and even eavesdrops on their conversations.

"Snapped--"

The lights went out again.

This time, Ji Siwei felt that the elevator door was opening.

Because a ray of wind poured in.

A pungent and pungent smell of blood was mixed in the wind, and it was uncomfortable to inhale into the lungs.

The sound of metal dragging became louder, as if it was approaching!

Just then, the light came on again.

Ji Siwei saw that the elevator door in front of him was slowly opening.

Without any warning, two pale hands stretched out from the corridor, holding the two ends of the elevator door, and opened it towards the two sides.

That hand was twice the size of a normal person, with dry, wrinkled and rotten skin. Each hand had six oddly long fingers. The nails were as sharp as eagles. The gaps between the fingers were full of skin flakes and blood clots, almost clamping them into the elevator door.

An unbearable strong rancid smell came in from outside, choking Ji Siwei's stomach with acid.

"He's coming!! Gluttonous!!"

The puppet bear screamed, fearing that he would become food, so he subconsciously hid inside.

"Roar!"

There was a weird roar from outside the elevator, and a bloody face suddenly squeezed in from outside.

The elevator that was hit was shaken and shook several times, and Ji Siwei's wheelchair swayed from side to side.

"Meow!"

The eight-tailed cat was a little closer to the elevator door. Frightened, its chubby body jumped up nimbly, and scratched the eyes of that face with one paw unceremoniously.

A paw went down, blood splashed, the guy outside the elevator roared angrily, closed his injured eyes, and raised his hand to catch the eight-tailed cat.

The chain that locked the wrist shook for a while, making a rattling sound, which echoed in the elevator room, which was particularly ear-piercing.

The eight-tailed cat let out an "ow" and threw itself back into Ji Siwei's arms, only its head was exposed, its green eyes looked outside vigilantly, and a threatening sound came from its throat.

Before he could see the face clearly, Ji Siwei steadied his wheelchair, raised his undead crossbow decisively and shot an arrow at the hand that was swinging towards his head.

The undead crossbow consumed too much in the previous battle, and the stored yin energy was obviously much less. The undead arrows shot were not as sharp as before, and the momentum was slightly weaker.

The undead arrow made a "puff", and hit the pale six-fingered hand at close range. A blood hole appeared in the palm of the hand, and the pale hand suddenly shrank back.

Flesh and blood flew across the strangely long arm, and crimson blood continued to splatter.

The bulimia's huge body was pushed back two or three meters by the Yin Qi.

At this time, the elevator door was fully open, and a faint sensor light was lit in the corridor.

With the help of the dim light, Ji Siwei saw that the bulimia stood up unsteadily while supporting the floor.

This is a very suitable time to do it.

Ji Siwei seized the opportunity, aimed at the glutton's head, and knocked the trigger of the undead crossbow.

An arrow-shaped phantom shot out from the mouth of the crossbow, but the yin energy was too thin, and the undead arrow disappeared in mid-air after flying one meter.

The "magazine" of the Undead Crossbow is empty.

At this time, the glutton dragged the chain and walked into the light step by step.

It was a tall, skinny man, his limbs bound by thick metal chains.

The chain stretched all the way into the eerie long and narrow corridor, with no end in sight.

The glutton raised his face, staring at Ji Siwei and the cat in his arms with a pair of blood red hanging eyes.

A metal mesh mask covering half of the face was locked on the bulimic face, through which one could see a mouth covered in blood and full of fangs.

The cold white light shrouded the bulimia's thin and deformed body, and the picture was a little scary.

Having suffered twice in a row, the bulimia became even more manic, and a strange sound kept coming out of his throat. The bulimia held on to the elevator door, arched his slender body, and prepared to get into the elevator.

The puppet bear looked terrified, twisted its body slowly and clumsily, and stuck to the corner of the elevator, trying to reduce its sense of existence.

However, the puppet costume is too big, and the bright yellow color is very conspicuous no matter how you look at it.

The female ghost in white also had an expression on her face that she was about to cry. She turned her head to look at the puppet bear and then at Ji Siwei, wondering if she should run away or not.