This Damned Thirst for Survival

The cotton pillow was painted in the shape of a baby with blood, and it was so absurdly exposed to everyone's eyes.

An uncontrollable anger rose in Ye Xun's heart for an instant, his fingers trembled slightly with anger, "Are you pretending to be a pregnant woman?!"

Wenren slowly became expressionless, he lifted his head from the pillow, looked at the pregnant woman coldly, and suddenly hit the elevator wall with a punch.

Even the best tempered Kuang Zheng hardened his face.

The pregnant woman flinched, and then she raised her head with confidence, and exclaimed, "What do you want? Have the ability to kill me?"

Now that it has been discovered, there is no need to install it. The pregnant woman straightened her messy hair, she had already seen through the personalities of these people, and she was not worried that they would dare to hurt herself.

The only thing a pregnant woman has to worry about is the weird young man with long hair. But after seeing that he only dared to reveal her trick and didn't do anything to her, she got up again without any scruples, took out a powder puff from her pocket, and carefully patched up her makeup in front of the small mirror. Said mockingly: "How about I just pretend? Are you four big men trying to embarrass me as a woman?"

After filling up the powder on her face, she blushed again, "Who made them so innocent? I ran over when I said help. Why do you blame me? I dragged them to save me?"

After hearing this sentence, Ye Xun's three people were so angry that their chests rose and fell violently, and their eyes were filled with anger. But they have to admit that the pregnant woman is right.

Even if they knew that she killed their companions, even if they knew it was in a dream, the education and bottom line they received could not allow them to act on this weak and real woman in front of them.

Are you really going to kill her?

But here is just a dream.

But not to kill? But the anger and sadness in the heart will not be reduced because it is a dream.

In such a stagnant stalemate, Jiang Luo moved.

As soon as he approached, the pregnant woman screamed in fright. She pressed her back against the wall, fear lingering in her heart, as if she saw some hideous evil spirit, "Don't come here! Do you know who the people on the top floor are waiting for? Is he? He is waiting for me! If you dare to do something to me, you will surely make you look good when I get to the top floor!"

"Top floor," Jiang Luo pursed his lips and said with a weird smile, "So you want to go to the top floor."

The pregnant woman was forced to the corner by him and looked at him in horror.

The beautiful face of the black-haired young man approached her slightly, his lips were raised, and his cold white skin had no flaws. He lowered his head, and the faint scent from his body lingered on the end of the pregnant woman's nose. Jiang Luo's eyebrows were tenderly dangled, as if facing his lover, he said to the pregnant woman: "But what to do, you may be dead to go to the top floor."

The pregnant woman shrieked, "You threaten me?! You want to kill me?!"

Her heart was beating faster and faster, and some unknown fear eroded her internal organs. She had a bad feeling that she would die at any time. The pregnant woman hurriedly shouted to the three companions behind Jiang Luo: "He wants Kill me, don't you stop him?! Does he want to be a murderer!"

Wen Ren looked at her with arms folded, Wen Yan sneered twice, and stopped Ye Xun and Kuang Zheng who didn't know whether to stop Jiang Luo.

"How could I kill you?" Jiang Luo raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek, scaring the pregnant woman to trembling constantly, "but I guess, the person you want to see, or a ghost, he won't let you live too much. Long."

The bad premonition is getting stronger and stronger. The pregnant woman sweats on her forehead and subconsciously retorts: "It's impossible, you lie to me!"

Jiang Luo smiled at her and muttered to herself, "It was impossible before, but now, it doesn't have to be."

When his hand was about to touch the pregnant woman’s earlobe, a bluish-white ghost hand suddenly stretched out from the wall on which the pregnant woman was leaning, and the ghost hand squeezed the pregnant woman’s neck tightly, just when the pregnant woman showed an expression of disbelief. , Quickly dragged the pregnant woman into the wall.

All this was as fast as a gust of wind, Jiang Luo reacted quickly back a few steps, staring at the metal wall of the elevator where he could be reflected.

His eyes are deep.

Chi You really looked at him all the time.

He just got close to the pregnant woman a little bit, and Chi You was irritated by him, so he shot and killed the pregnant woman.

Jiang Luo lowered his eyes, then turned to look at his companions, "Did you see what happened just now?"

The anger in Ye Xun and Kuang Zheng's heart hung abruptly in the air, and they shook their heads stiffly.

After Wen Renlian reacted, he laughed.

"Don't stand against the wall," Jiang Luo reminded, "Let's stand in the middle, this elevator also hides ghosts."

The four people were standing back to back in the middle. At this moment, they didn't care about being sad. Ye Xun observed carefully and said, "There are many small black spots in the wall. Are they the one who was swallowed?"

As soon as he said, Jiang Luo discovered these inconspicuous little black spots that seemed to be hidden in the wall. He looked at these black spots and thought of the shattered mirror in the hotel toilet. As the floor rises, will these black spots get closer and closer to them?

The elevator stopped with a "ding".

They are on the tenth floor.

The elevator door opened, and there was no one outside. Wen Renlian always felt that something was wrong. He took a cautious look outside and said, "Are we going out?"

Jiang Luo said, "Wait a little longer."

Soon, the elevator closed again.

The elevator rose slowly again, this time directly skipping the eleventh and twelfth floors. Wen Renlian pondered for a moment, "The floors where the elevator stops are not regular."

"Yes," Ye Xun nodded. He had no hope for this world, and strange vigilance and indifference appeared in his eyes, "Moreover, every time you stop, there is no one waiting outside the elevator."

Kuang Zheng tried to analyze with them, "Then why stop?"

Everyone was silent.

Because they happened to think of the worst but most likely result.

This is the ghost building. The elevators don't necessarily only serve people, they will also serve ghosts.

Jiang Luo: "This is really..."

Wen Ren sighed, "Starting from the first floor, the elevator stopped four times, namely the third, seventh, eighth and the tenth floor just now. If there are ghosts coming in on all four floors, this It means that there are at least four ghosts around us."

Jiang Luo said, "There is also an elevator ghost."

Wen Renlian smiled bitterly, "Yes, there is also an elevator ghost."

Ye Xun thought disappointedly, it would be great if there was a little fan, and it could eat all the ghosts in one go.

Kuang Zheng thought for a while, "It's not necessarily that ghosts will come in every time you stop. Maybe there are ghosts who want to go down."

"This elevator has no buttons," Jiang Luo thought otherwise. "Unless the ghost who comes in the elevator has another ability to control the elevator to stop at the floor where you want to go down, I tend to stop every time because there is something outside. Ghosts are waiting. And the ghosts here are not easy to get along with," Ge Zhu's decapitated head flashed across his mind in the mall, Jiang Luo's eyes darkened, "If they didn't do anything to us, they really would Willing to go down?"

Jiang Luo didn't think so.

The elevator stopped again on the fifteenth floor.

The door slowly opened, and when Jiang Luo and the four were ready for ghosts to come in again, the lights inside the elevator went out.

Jiang Luo seemed to feel it, and immediately looked around. I saw seven or eight pairs of greedy and terrifying green eyes suddenly appeared in the darkness, and the ghosts that had not been seen before showed up, smiled fiercely at them, and rushed fiercely.

Jiang Luo decisively said: "Run!"

The four people fled out instantly, and after they all got out of the elevator, the elevator doors closed again. The ghosts who were left in the elevator were distorted and watched them leave unwillingly.

They didn't take a step until the elevator doors were completely closed.

Surprised, several people breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the sign on the wall.

"This floor is the 15th floor, divided into five elevators. Please choose one elevator to reach the top floor."

Below the logo are the five elevator doors on the fifteenth floor. The five doors are exactly the same in color and size.

"Why do you want to re-divide the elevator?" Ye Xun frowned, he looked at the elevator doors one by one, "They want to separate us?"

Jiang Luo was quite interested in this arrangement. If it weren't for the depression of the three companions who had just died, he would be able to applaud Chi You.

He folded his arms and sneered, "Yes, they want to separate us."

Ye Xun's choice disorder was guilty again, and he showed pain on his face: "It would be fine if Lu Yi was there."

Ye Xun didn't know which one to choose, Jiang Luo didn't dare to choose. After carefully observing the elevator doors, he gave up the two doors at the beginning and the end, and chose the most well-deserved middle position.

Wen Ren thought about it for a moment, but walked to the door of the first elevator.

Seeing that the two of them were already in position, Kuang Zheng followed Wenrenlian and stood there. With the last two positions left, Ye Xun was still very embarrassed. He frowned deeper and deeper, and suddenly raised his head and asked Jiang Luo: "Jiang Luo, you can choose one for me."

Jiang Luo held his chin in thought for a while, and solemnly chose the last elevator for him.

Ye Xun's eyebrows loosened slightly, and he walked to the other elevator without hesitation.

Jiang Luo: "..."

Ye Xun explained euphemistically: "You also know your luck..."

Jiang Luo glanced at him quietly and pressed the elevator door.

The inside of the elevator was clean, with only one LCD screen hanging. Jiang Luo stared at the LCD screen, and suddenly, the screen lit up.

Wen Renlian's figure appeared above.

Wen Renlian only felt that as soon as he stepped into the elevator, he had arrived at another place. A door deep in memory appeared in front of him.

Familiar with the old apartment stairs, familiar with the faded spring couplets, he returned to his childhood home.

He stood in front of the door, the anti-theft door at this time was the old-fashioned two-story door. The inside was a layer of wood, and the outside was an iron fence. The silver paint was half off, revealing the dirty original color inside.

Wen Renlian knew, "Are you dreaming in a dream?"

There was a faint voice of dialogue in the room.

A middle-aged man pretending to be kind but filthy and malicious rang out, "Isn't your child a son? This child really looks like a girl, look at this white and tender little face, so cute."

Wenren listened quietly.

This is the voice of his stepfather. This sentence happened when he just remarried with his mother.

There was a moment of silence inside the door, as if a scene changed.

The greasy middle-aged male voice continued: "I bought a skirt for your son, let him wear a skirt in the future, it looks good in a skirt."

The mother hesitated and said, "This is not good..."

"What's not good!" The man's tone intensified, and said with anger, "After you remarried to me, there was no sign of any movement in your stomach for a year. I will raise your son for you. Isn't a girl's skirt worth tens of dollars cheaper than boys' clothes? You? If you don't wear it for him, then he will simply stop wearing clothes and run naked!"

Mother was silent.

Wen Renlian tilted his head slightly, and the wig softly swept across his ears, evoking a seemingly non-existent smile.

The hem of his skirt clings to his body quietly.

The scene was changed again.

A childish and defensive voice sounded indifferently, "What are you going to do?"

The man's voice contained disgusting greed. He rubbed his hands and said, "Xiao Wen, can you take a bath with uncle?"

Xiao Wenren replied sternly: "Get out!"

After a short silence, "crackling", the messy sound of many things falling to the ground sounded.

Wen Renlian heard enough of the excitement, he squeezed the doorknob, and pushed the door open without hesitation.

Inside the door is a damp and messy bathroom, with a bathtub and towels and shoe brushes leaning against the entire wall. In the middle of the ground, a middle-aged man in his forties dressed in sloppy clothes with a prominent beer belly was pressing on a boy in a skirt.

The boy was struggling hard, his eyes full of anger and despair. But his thin hands couldn't resist the adult's suppression. His clothes that shouldn't be worn on his body were torn to pieces, wetted by the sewage on the ground, and then picked up anxiously by the middle-aged man.

Gradually, the boy seemed to give up resisting. The middle-aged man relaxed his vigilance. He loosened the boy's arm and anxiously untied his waistband. At this moment, the boy's hand kept rubbing on the ground. He grabbed a glass bottle of shampoo and hit it hard. The body of a middle-aged man.

The blood on the top of the middle-aged man's head was mixed with white shampoo liquid. He glanced at the boy in disbelief and fell heavily to the ground.

Wenren who watched this scene laughed out loud, and he raised his hand to applaud his former self.

In the bathroom, the boy took a big breath. He crawled out of the middle-aged man with difficulty and walked over to look at the man's head.

A sharp piece of glass was inserted into the man's head. The boy tried the man's snort, and the man died.

Dazed and scared flashed across his face, and slowly became calm again.

The boy hugged his knees and sat next to the corpse against the wall until his mother came back from the outside in the evening and found him and the cold body in the bathroom.

Wen Renlian watched her mother crying when she was holding her when she was a child. After crying bitterly, she stared at the corpse for a long while, his expression gradually becoming firmer.

She brought a clean dress for Wenrenlian to change, and kept stroking Wenrenlian’s head, "Mom will send you to grandma in a few days, OK? Your father’s mother will take care of it, son don’t be afraid ."

After that, her expression changed, her expression serious and terrifying, "You are not allowed to tell anyone about this today! Your grandmother and grandfather are included! Did you hear that? You have been playing outside today, and didn't come back halfway. I have never seen your dad in the past! Wenrenlian, you will remember it to me, no matter anyone asks, you are not allowed to tell what happened today, forget, forget all, never remember a little thing! Know! have no idea?!"

Xiao Wenren said uncomfortably: "Mom..."

She was only in her thirties, but her temples were pale, tears flashed in the eyes of a forty or fifty-year-old woman, she hugged Wen Renlian hard, "Son, I'm sorry, mom... I'm sorry, mom..."

The lights in the room slowly went out, as if a play had come to an end. The corpse lying on the ground with a smashed head suddenly opened his eyes and stood up with a smirk. He picked up the glass bottle from the ground and walked straight to Wen Renlian at the door.

Wen Renlian looked at the corpse and sighed: "This is the nightmare I've always had since I was little."

"I always feel that I didn't kill him," he said to himself, "or worried that after he died, he would become a ghost and seek me revenge. Now, this nightmare has become a reality."

At this time, the blood left by the corpse on the ground formed a line of words: [Close the door and leave, you can pass this pass and reach the eighteenth floor]

Wen Renlian thoughtfully, "So this is the last level. As long as I close the door and ignore him, I can win."

He sighed, walked in, and closed the bathroom door behind him. After walking towards the corpse and easily evading the blow from the corpse, Wen Renlian grabbed the glass bottle from the corpse with a fierce attack. He expressionlessly, his eyes sharpened, "But even if I lose, I will Kill him again."

The glass bottle in his hand plunged deeply into the body of the corpse.

Wenren pricked more than a dozen times, and blood splashed on his face. When the corpse's dilapidated body no longer had the strength to stand up and fell to the ground, Wen Renlian threw the beer bottle and laughed.

The air in the bathroom became thinner and thinner, and Wen Renlian's face gradually turned blue.

His facial features and limbs became stiff, but his eyes were extremely satisfying. He kept such a laughing expression, and finally suffocated to death in the bathroom.