Doomsday Wonderland

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I'm trying to roll the keyboard, about 1-1.5 hours can be good, if you want to sleep, you can go to bed first!

…Lin Sanjiu raised his head when only the last few steps were left on the stairs.

As she expected, a three-seater sofa that took up most of the corridor and a red-brown red panda again appeared before her eyes.

Lin Sanjiu sighed softly.

She started from here and walked upwards, but after climbing three floors, she really returned to the original point.

These three stairs, it seems that it is impossible to get out by ordinary means.

"Don't tell me, it really looks like a ghost hitting a wall." Lin Sanjiu hugged his wings and lay down, and didn't leave. "I used to read ghost stories. It seemed that boy urine could break the ghost hitting the wall. "

"Don't look at me when you talk about a boy," Qingjiuriu barked at her, "Don't insult people."

"...It shouldn't be the case," the blue cloth floral sofa interjected, "I think we were caught by someone else."

"That old woman, right? We didn't provoke her, so why just stared at us..."

Lin Sanjiu looked at the two of them, but thought of a way-she stood up and walked to the door marked "EXIT", opened the door with her huge body, turned her head and said, "You will follow. I figured out a way from the floor... it really doesn’t work, so I jumped out of the window to see if I could break this vicious circle."

Hearing this, the little panda immediately jumped onto the sofa lightly, and squeezed into the door with Ji Shanqing gritted his teeth and moved forward a little bit.

...The 16th floor looks nothing unusual.

The carpet was soaked in blood and dried in the shade over time, making it crunchy when stepped on. There is a long-suffering iron smell and musty smell in the corridors. Compared with the top floor, it is even more unbearable—the rooms on the 19th floor and above are too expensive, and they are all vacant before the end, and they are clean and well-preserved. ; Unlike on the 16th floor, several guest rooms are still ajar because they are blocked by the dead body of the tenant at the door.

Said it is a dead body, in fact, there is no human form for a long time.

It seems to have been bitten and cut after death. The pitted corpse reveals most of the white skeleton; the skeleton is hung with air-dried withered black flesh, which, together with the rags, was shaken by the footsteps of Lin Sanjiu. Shaky.

"Similar to what I saw last time." After quickly inspecting the corridor, Lin Sanjiu walked back quickly and said to the other two: "Wait for me here, I will climb up from the balcony. Try it."

After speaking, she opened a door next to her-the huge chicken wings were like a broomstick, sweeping out the broken corpses on the ground, and stepped into the house.

The guest rooms on this side are equipped with a small delicate balcony; although the lack of hands makes climbing very difficult, but if the flapping wings jump hard, Lin Sanjiu’s bird's beak can reach upstairs. Balcony edge—following the two people in the room, watching the two big chicken feet kicking hard in the air a few times, finally climbed up and disappeared out of the window.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

"What do you think?" After a while, the red-brown red panda suddenly spoke.

"...Not very promising." The blue cloth sofa said with a sigh.

"What if we go down?"

"If we go downstairs now, we should be back to the 18th floor."

Qingji stayed for a while, turned half of his body and looked at the sofa behind him: "Could it be that you already—"

"Look," Ji Shanqing interrupted him suddenly, "out of the window."

As if to prove his words, the edge of the small balcony outside the window "slapped" something; with the support of the wings, a familiar bird's beak also grabbed the iron railing—Gradually, Lin Sanjiu The old hen, who was incarnation, thumped hard and came out from under the balcony. As soon as her black, round eyes met the two people in the room, she immediately made a series of "grunts" in her throat, probably cursing.

"...Damn it!"

After she managed to stabilize her body, the first sentence was this.

"What's the matter with these three floors? Why can't I get out!" As a messy old hen walked into the house, tiny feathers fluttered in the air: "...or else I just jump downstairs and try I can still see the ground."

"Don't you," Ji Shanqing hurriedly said, "I guess if you jump from the 16th floor, you will fall from the 18th floor... and then you will continue to fall back and forth between the 16th, 17th, and 18th floors, and stop forever. No more."

Lin Sanjiu raised his head and looked at the sofa in front of him. She didn't know where Ji Shanqing's "face" was, she could only turn her gaze suspiciously: "...you guessed what's going on?"

"Well, I thought of an answer. Actually, it's nothing hard to guess." It's probably because of seeing Lin Sanjiu's eyes lit up, Ji Shanqing's voice is also a little bit shy: "Although I don't know who this is. The ability-or special items-but the distance from the 16th floor to the 18th floor has probably become a Mobius ring."

The word was so familiar that Lin Sanjiu frowned, and when she recalled where she had heard the word, Qingjiuliu had already responded "Ah": "That belt that connects the end to the end and endlessly loops!" "

"Yes, if you walk on the surface of the Mobius ring, you can go on and on again and again, without end..." Ji Shanqing muttered, "Isn't it like our current situation?"

"I vaguely remember this thing, it seems to have something to do with mathematics." Lin Sanjiu replied, "Knowing this, what should we do next?"

The question was very constructive, but no one answered her.

She was about to ask again when she suddenly noticed that the little panda raised her head—the other party's bright black eyes slowly moved to the sky, staring at her back. Qingkuliu also became quiet, just like a real sofa.

There is something behind myself!

Lin Sanjiu suddenly turned around, his eyes fell on the thing, and he was immediately shocked.

Above the balcony, a black hair was floating in the air; just as Lin Sanjiu saw it, the black hair shrank upwards and disappeared completely upstairs. Hanging upside down like this, looking into the room.

"Wait for me here—!"

Before the two behind him could speak, the old hen rushed out with a stride; her wings flicked in the air, and she had familiarly grasped the iron railing upstairs, and pulled the chicken body up quickly. Disappeared.

Qingjiuliu sat up straight and stared closely at the balcony-but instead of looking at his head, he was staring at the bottom of the balcony.

If the black hair fled all the way up, it would soon emerge from below this layer.

After waiting for a few minutes, the edge of the balcony was still painted off-white, and there was never the black top of his head that he imagined; and Lin Sanjiu didn't even know where he was tracking it.

At this time, Ji Shanqing behind him spoke.

"Qing, Qing long stay?" His voice suddenly became lighter, and he trembled a little.

This guy is clever, but he's a little bit courageous... Kiyokuliu had this idea in his mind, and asked without turning his head: "What are you doing?"

Although there was no saliva and no esophagus, the blue cloth floral sofa still made a clear "gudong" sound of drooling.

"Just...someone touched my backrest."

The little panda immediately twisted his neck, and a hair on his back had already started.

…The sofa is empty and there is no one. Because the sofa was parked diagonally at the entrance, apart from a wall, there was only a large open room door and a small stained corridor exposed by the door.

"What do you mean by touching...?" Qingjiuliu asked in a low voice.

"I can't see behind, but it feels like someone accidentally rubbed me when passing by me." Ji Shanqing's voice was also barely audible. "Anyway, I was touched by something."

Could it be the owner of that black hair?

The red panda grabbed the back of the sofa with his front paws, stood up on his two hind legs, and carefully peeked out his eyes.

His black eyes turned from left to right, turning around. The luggage table, the carpet, the light switch, the door, and the pile of broken bones under the door...

It seems that there is no difference from before, and there is no "person" as Ji Shanqing said.

Wait.