infinite danger

Chapter 8 The Wrong Drawer

wrong drawer...

monster……

Ji Siwei couldn't understand the meaning of what Ah Ming said, but he knew what it means for a person who is calm in the face of danger to change his face drastically.

"Where to hide?!"

The woman in the cheongsam hadn't recovered from being chased by the faceless monster, and she encountered something even more terrifying. She completely lost her thinking ability and didn't know where to hide.

"Run! Run to the second floor and go back to Room [-]! There are corpses there, and they will avoid them if they smell death!" Ah Ming saw the ecstasy of the cheongsam woman, and quickly issued an order: "I'll push Huya!"

The woman in the cheongsam was awakened by the sound, not daring to delay any longer, and ran wildly.

"Let's go too!"

Ah Ming pushed Ji Siwei's wheelchair, followed closely behind, and Ji Siwei fastened the seat belt of the wheelchair as fast as he could.

The stairs are narrow, no matter how strong Ah Ming is, she is still a girl, her strength is limited, and the wheelchair should go down the stairs slowly, otherwise there is a danger of rolling down at any time.

Even though their hearts were burning with anxiety, they still couldn't speed up.

At this critical moment of life and death, the slower you escape, the closer you will be to death.

The movement upstairs was getting louder, and the screams of terror became more and more clear, as if the monster chasing them was about to reach the stairs.

What made his hair stand on end was that there seemed to be a sharp and cruel laughter mixed with the screams.

"It's too late, you go first!"

His palm was icy cold, Ji Siwei turned his head to look at Ah Ming, his tone was very calm.

"Hurry up and sit down for me. If you want to learn the heroine of a novel, let people go away." Ah Ming lowered his head slightly, and he was a little irritable: "I left you here to feed the monsters!"

Ji Siwei even had a premonition that if Ah Ming didn't have no free hands, he would definitely call his head.

Ah Ming sacrificed his life to save him again and again, there must be some reason, but in this situation, it is really not suitable to get to the bottom of it, Ji Siwei had no choice but to temporarily suppress the question.

"Let go...you fucking let me go!!"

An exasperated shout came from behind, and before Ji Siwei could turn his face away, he glanced back.

At the corner of the stairs leading to the fourth floor, Ji Cheng was clasping the railing with both hands, his face was pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his slender left leg was still kicking hard.

Taking a closer look, there were actually two hands tightly clasping Ji Cheng's ankles. Due to the excessive force, the nails were already embedded in the flesh, and bright red blood oozes out.

Ji Cheng's eyes were red with anxiety, and he kicked back fiercely, but the owner of those hands regarded him as the last straw, and would not let go.

"Help me... help me..."

Although the cry for help was a little weak, Ji Siwei could still recognize that it was a tall man's voice.

"Woo... let go! Why do you want me to die with you!"

Unable to kick, Ji Cheng had no choice but to support the railing, dragging the tall man forward together.

Because he broke free too quickly, Ji Cheng lost his footing and fell forward. Fortunately, he grabbed the railing in time to avoid rolling down the stairs.

But when he fell, he even dragged the tall man up the stairs.

Ji Siwei didn't understand why Ji Cheng was so scared until he saw the stain on the tall man.

It was a puddle of red liquid in the shape of a child, with long limbs wrapped around the tall man's thighs, and a huge mouth with jagged black teeth growing out of its head.

"Hahahaha……"

While biting the flesh and blood of the tall man, it let out a child-like laugh.

The blood on its body flowed down and dripped onto the tall man, causing large areas of burns to corrode his skin.

Even the untouched areas were gradually covered with red spots, making him look like a crab thrown into a high-temperature oven.

The tall man was indeed like a big crab without a rope, howling and jumping around, but when he jumped, the hand holding Ji Cheng didn't relax at all.

The high temperature almost scalded their skin and flesh to stick together.

Maybe he wasn't asking for help, but he was determined to drag Ji Cheng into hell together.

The temperature was gradually rising, but Ji Siwei felt cold all over his body.

This is what Ah Ming said, something that came out of the wrong drawer.

Unlike the faceless monster I met just now, the resentment on this monster is stronger, making people instinctively afraid.

At this time, Ji Siwei suddenly remembered that during the first night of his stay, Ah Ming had reminded him never to open the drawer.Maybe it was because he was afraid that he would accidentally open the wrong drawer and release this monster.

On the other hand, if you open the correct drawer, can you return to the real world?

"Let go! Go away!"

Tears poured out, and Ji Cheng struggled non-stop with tears in his voice, clasping the steps with both hands, climbing down with all his strength.

"Help me... who will save me...

Ah Ming...help me..."

The veined hand was stretched down in vain, Ji Cheng's voice had changed its tone, it sounded distorted and terrifying.

Ji Cheng quickly attracted the monster's attention. The blood on its body flowed slowly, and a third hand emerged, wrapping around his ankle quickly.

"Don't look." Ah Ming obviously didn't look back, but he seemed to know everything: "They have been marked by monsters, and they are doomed."

"If you don't hurry up, we will die."

Ah Ming's tone was cold and urgent.

"I know."

Ji Siwei withdrew his gaze, tightened his long fingers, and gripped the baseball bat tightly to prevent other monsters from appearing on the road.

In order to escape, Ah Ming had to speed up, the entire wheelchair was bumping up and down the stairs, and it was almost impossible to stop when it went down to the second floor.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

The cheongsam woman stood in the corridor and waved at them anxiously, she was trembling all over because she was too frightened.

Ji Siwei felt that he couldn't go any faster. If the Paralympics had competitions like the wheelchair 1-meter sprint, he would definitely win No.[-] at his current speed.

"boom!"

After they entered Room [-], the woman in the cheongsam closed the door as quickly as possible. She was sweating profusely, as if she had just been fished out of the water, and her hands and feet were slippery and she sat on the ground.

Ah Ming wiped the sweat off his face, lifted the quilt on the ground to check - the corpse was still there.

The corpse that the cheongsam woman thought was a waste of their time, at this moment, became the only patron saint.

They even felt that the stench of corpses in the room was more intimate than the pungent smell outside.

"If there is a corpse, will the monster really not come over?"

After the woman in the cheongsam took a breath, she patted her chest and asked in a breathless voice.

"I have encountered this situation in other dungeons. This is a method taught to me by an old hand. He said that monsters crawling out of drawers don't like the smell of rotting corpses, but I'm not 100% sure, just You can gamble on luck."

Ah Ming walked up to the woman in the cheongsam, patted her on the head, and said in a low voice, "Don't lean against the door, hide inside."

"Okay." The cheongsam woman responded, and stood up holding Ah Ming's hand. After a minute, she suddenly thought of something, turned her head stiffly, and stared at Ah Ming with a pair of black and white eyes:

"You just touched the quilt covering the corpse with your hand, and you came to touch my old lady's hair without washing your hands?"

Ah Ming: "..."

"That thing is coming soon, you hide inside."

Ah Ming coughed twice in embarrassment, holding the dagger against the wall, not daring to look at the cheongsam woman.

It's rare to see Ah Ming in such an embarrassment, the woman in the cheongsam wanted to make a joke, but Ah Ming raised his index finger and made a gesture of silence.

"Shh...here it comes."

There was the sound of something wet being dragged across the floor outside, heavy as if it were of great size.

It didn't seem to move on, but stopped in the living room.

"Hee hee hee……"

The sound of vile laughter and the sound of sharp teeth chewing raw flesh and blood continued to be heard outside.

The guy probably regarded the living room as his own dining room, where he ate his meals.

Just imagining that scene, Ji Siwei felt his stomach start churning wildly.

This tormenting sound lasted for about half an hour, and then gradually disappeared.

Just when everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, there was a sudden sound of heavy footsteps outside.

Listen carefully, the footsteps are coming towards them!

The three people who were hiding in Room No. [-] suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and their breathing became more and more rapid uncontrollably.

The fishy and pungent smell sneaked into the room through the crack of the door, mixed with the already stale air, and the smell was indescribable.

"Boom... boom..."

Suddenly, there was a short knock on the door outside!

The woman in the cheongsam was startled and almost screamed out of control, but luckily Ah Ming covered her mouth in time.

Ji Siwei's nerves were stretched into a thread, and he stared deeply at the closed door, as if ready to fight at any time.

The monster outside the door sniffed hard, let out a dissatisfied mutter, and turned around.

Ji Siwei knew that Ah Ming won the bet, and the monster really avoided the room with the corpse.

"Boom thump... thump thump..."

There was another knock on the door, only this time it was on another door.

After a while, the fishy smell in the air disappeared.

"Is it gone?"

The cheongsam woman turned her head, stared blankly at Ah Ming, and asked cautiously.

"Let's go." Ah Ming rubbed his too tight wrist, and sighed, "For safety's sake, I will go out later."

"Even if you let me go out now, I won't have the strength to go." The woman in the cheongsam leaned against the wall weakly, frowning, aggrieved: "You just covered my mouth with your unwashed hands again!"

Ah Ming: "The situation is urgent, it is a last resort."

The cheongsam woman waved her hand: "Forgive you."

Listening to the two of them chatting back and forth, Ji Siwei couldn't help curling the corners of his lips, feeling a little more relaxed.

This day has been full of ups and downs, and he feels that it should be more thrilling than riding a roller coaster.

Also, he hoped that he would never hear a knock on the door again in his life. Why are these ghosts so polite? Are they going to run for the etiquette model in the ghost world?

"Dong dong..."

His thoughts were interrupted by a sudden knock on the door, and Ji Siwei almost jumped out of his wheelchair in fright.

Ji Siwei thought: almost, a medical miracle will happen to me.

"It's me, Chenyu."

The people outside said so.