Chapter 3: The Corridor
The blood-stained rope used by the woman in red was the weapon that caused her death. It possessed an evil power in itself. As long as Wu Xian raised his head, the rope would automatically be put around Wu Xian's neck and trap Wu Xian like her.

But when Wu Xian didn't look up, the rope was around her neck, and it was much stronger than ordinary ropes.

then……

The woman in red was caught off guard and her cervical vertebrae were immediately broken. She struggled desperately like a fat catfish that had been hooked. Then she remembered that she could also actively control the rope, so she quickly untied the rope and fell to the ground.

"I want... ahem, to eat you for the rest of my life..."

Before she could finish her words, Wu Xian rolled over and ran away from her for a distance. He put his thumb on his middle finger and snapped his fingers at her.

True fire curse!
The woman in red was busy straightening her head, and her tongue was retracting piece by piece. When the last piece of tongue entered her mouth, before her mouth closed, a bright flame drilled into her big mouth.

An expression of horror suddenly appeared on the delicate dead face.

"For a lifetime, for a lifetime..."

A blinding flame burned from within the body of the woman in red, engulfing her completely from the outside in. The flame was yellow and not very hot, so it did not ignite anything except her.

She rolled and struggled in the flames, wailing silently. Although there was no sound, Wu Xian felt pain in his eardrums.

Wu Xian covered his ears, stood up from the ground, and grinned.

"There really are ghosts in this blessed land, but...is she too weak?"

If all the things in the blessed land were of this standard, Wu Xian's detective partners would not have all been defeated by it. It is very likely that this long-tongued woman was just a small monster on the side of the road in the blessed land.

The flames gradually burned out.

A dark red incense stick was left there. Wu Xian picked it up, but did not check it. He put his ear to the door and listened to the noise outside.

"Please, save me, I am..."

The woman was still knocking on the door, trying to trick other residents on the same floor into opening the door for her, which meant that the brief fight just now did not lead to any further complications.

Wu Xian breathed a sigh of relief: "This woman's abnormality is obvious. I hope there is no fool who opens the door for her..."

……

crunch.

The door of Room 405 opens.

Lu Yuzhu opened the door happily and welcomed the partner who could share her hardships.

Like Wu Xian, she also witnessed the brutal massacre, but her heart was not that strong. Fear broke down her defenses, and she desperately needed someone to share her fear.

The person knocking on the door was a middle-aged woman in a black and white floral dress. The woman looked terrified, as if something had hit her forehead, causing blood to flow all over her face.

But, it’s a living person!
So Lu Yuzhu opened the door as if she had found a life-saving straw: "Come in quickly, I can't stand being alone anymore..."

Her voice stopped abruptly.

Because the woman in front of him was completely different from what he saw through the cat's eyes.

Yu Yinghua stood at the door with her hands tied, her body wet and covered with dark grey, half-dried cement. Her face was a mixture of blood and mud, her eyes were swollen and lifeless, and she gave Lu Yuzhu a creepy smile with her mouth filled with mud.

"Girl, you are such a good person. Good people will be rewarded."

After saying this, Yu Yinghua lay on the ground and crawled out of the corridor like a lizard. Her folded limbs meant that she was no longer human. Wherever she swam, she left traces of gray muddy water...

Lu Yuzhu looked ashen, closed the door with a numb expression, went back to bed, covered herself with the quilt, giggled from time to time, and fell into a deep sleep. She had been frightened to the point of losing the ability to cope with reality.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Yuzhu felt a warm sensation in her dream.

She seemed to be soaring in the air, passing through the clouds, the sun shining on her body, making her feel warm, her body and mind became peaceful, and her eyelids blinked.

"Ah, it really was a nightmare. It will be fine once you wake up."

She opened her eyes with joy and saw a big green hand.

A big hand pinched her mouth open and forced a funnel-shaped object in. Something warm and granular poured into her mouth through the funnel.

"Let me go! No, help, wuuuu, wuuuu..."

Lu Yuzhu struggled desperately, but her limbs were fixed and only her head could move. In front of this big green hand, she was as powerless as a chicken. Her throat passively swallowed the liquid with a smell of earth, burning her mouth and esophagus.

It turns out that the warm feeling comes from the burning of the skin by the cement!
A line of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, mixed into the cement and disappeared.

……

It was just daybreak, with the sun just barely peeking out.

Wu Xian climbed up from the bed, opened the curtains sideways, and looked at the scenery outside.

The morning light was not fresh, but rather gray. The whole city seemed to be shrouded in gray dust. There were no pedestrians on the road. Broken vehicles were parked scattered on the streets, and dried bloodstains could be seen everywhere on the ground and walls.

On the billboard of the building opposite, there was a male corpse with an empty abdomen. The male corpse noticed Wu Xian's gaze, raised his head, stuck out his tongue, licked his yellow and black rotten teeth, and kept twitching towards Wu Xian.

Wu Xian felt a chill and touched his mouth, thinking that he should brush his teeth.

He had an inexplicable obsession with the Fudi case. For this, he neglected sleep and food, and lived a life of day and night reversal. Even the slave owners of South American estates felt that his quality of life was a bit low.

But after entering the blessed land, although it was more dangerous, he felt at peace. He no longer had that urgent obsession and no longer wanted to be harsh on himself.

He spent most of last night in a light sleep. He had seen the dangers of Fudi before, and it was dangerous to sleep at this time, but it was better than pushing himself to the limit and falling asleep when he shouldn't.

The sleep process is not always peaceful.

There was always a rustling sound outside the door, and the door would be knocked every now and then. Women would ask questions with various reasons, but Wu Xian ignored them all.

At about three in the morning, he heard heavy footsteps in the corridor. The footsteps stopped outside a room, followed by a loud bang and a painful whimper.

Apparently, there were two monsters in the corridor at midnight.

One is a woman named Yu Yinghua, who would appear at midnight at the latest, wandering in the corridor, trying every means to sniff out the traces of living people.

The other was a large creature, with heavy steps and obvious movements, which appeared at three in the morning. It had forced open a door the night before and killed the occupant of the room.

Understanding the abilities and action patterns of these two creatures will be the key to survival in the blessed land.

Wu Xian didn't think that these two things could be solved by a true fire spell like the hanged woman.

While thinking about it, Wu Xian's expression suddenly changed slightly.

dong dong dong.

There was knock on the door again, and this time the sound was different from the one at midnight!
(End of this chapter)