Chapter 149: Time corridor (five)

This is an old stairwell, an old house from the 1980s. Each stairwell has two doors, one on the left and one on the right, with the staircase number written in the middle. Watermark Advertisement Test Because there was no light, Luo Jian turned his umbrella into a lamp, and a dim fire light shining with ice-blue light. He raised the lamp and let the light illuminate the brand in this stairwell. The prototype sign reads-negative first floor.
"Negative first floor?" Luo Jian shook the corner of his mouth, then he removed his lamp and looked at the two doors next to him.
The door on the left is red and the door on the right is black.
"This means there is no door that can be opened at all." Luo Jian said to himself, thinking of the note on the note, the red door cannot be touched, and the black door cannot be opened. In this case, what is the meaning of these doors here? How about it?
Both doors were very old wooden doors, and there were many rotten cracks in the doors, and they were covered with moss. Luo Jian seemed to be able to see the inside of the door through the gaps in the door, but the inside was dark, like nothing.
Luo Jian couldn't help curiosity. He raised his dim fire lamp. He squatted in front of the black facade and looked through the door slit. The light could penetrate very little. The darkness inside the door seemed to be shaking. . Luo Jian also seemed to be able to hear some strange sounds from the door slit, as if the wind was passing through the door slit, and the sound of the wind was howling.
In fact, Luo Jian did not feel the wind.
When Luo Jian was disappointed and wanted to move away from his eyes, he suddenly made a new discovery. There seemed to be something flashing in the door slit, and he saw it, which made Luo Jian stare at the darkness in the door slit. Then, Luo Jian seemed to see something in the darkness came over, squatting in front of the black door like him, they were only separated by a door.
The wonderful thing behind the door also crouched down and looked at Luo Jian through the gap in the door.
Luo Jian only saw a pair of pale eyes, no black pupils, just a pair of white pupils, bloodshot eyes, and looked at Luo Jian on the other side of the door.
Luo Jian does not feel scared. Perhaps the average person suddenly sees these eyes and frightens back, but for Luo Jian, he has thrown away the fear. He has been in Shura for ten years. He has seen many players or monsters using bizarre means. Some guys use ‘fear’ as a weapon.
Luo Jian squatted and stared at these eyes. He waited for the owner of these eyes to take the next move. Sure enough, it seemed that Luo Jian's unexpected response, the opponent began to slam the door hard, smashing the black door. Gotta bang.
But this black, broken and rotten black wooden door is still standing firmly / tightly here, and things inside can't get out, and people outside can't get in.
Luo Jian stood up boringly, the black door stopped ringing after he left, and the stuff didn't seem to hit the door anymore.
Luo Jian did not observe the red door again. The red door could not be touched, because he found that the red door was covered with strange and disgusting green moss, and the door cracks also grew. Some moss even went down the door. Grow to the wall next to it, it looks like it has decayed for a long time without anyone touching or opening it.
Luo Jian is not interested in touching the slimy moss, because these disgusting creatures are poisonous and highly poisonous, but don't ask Luo Jian how to know, this is the blood he can get after countless poisoning General experience and lessons.
"I hope the clown will not touch this kind of thing." Luo Jian said to himself. He didn't want to stay on the negative first floor anymore. He decided to go up first and follow these old stairs that seemed to collapse at any time. The handrails are made of iron and are already rusted, so rusty that a part of them seems to be broken at the touch, so Luo Jian did not want to touch those handrails.
He walked up the steps, he thought he should be able to go to the first floor, but when he went up a flight of stairs, when he used a lamp to illuminate the number in the stairwell, the sign still said-negative The first floor.
"I see. Is this telling me that I can only go down?" Luo Jian was still on the first floor, and he looked at the two doors on the left and right again. He found that the two doors were indeed what he had seen. , Minus the first floor door.
"You can only go down, um, minus the first floor, minus the second floor, minus the third floor ... Can you continue down to the eighteenth floor of Hell?" Luo Jian didn't hesitate. He raised his footsteps and started down the stairs. He Going to the negative second floor, the layout here is exactly the same as the negative first floor, and it is also two doors in red and black. If it is not the negative second floor written on the floor number, Luo Jian does not even feel that he is going down.
Endless stairs.
It is very interesting. If this is the case, then there will be no road down. Maybe you have descended hundreds or thousands of negative stairs, but there are still endless stairs.
So what's the use of this? Even if you go down hard, you can't see the exit at all. The reminder only gives a hint that the red door and the black door cannot be touched, and the back is written with such an inexplicable sentence, etc ... We can put in our own thinking, if I am the hero, there is something terrible Chasing me, I ran out of the house step by step, but when I reached the first floor, I found that there was still a ladder below the first floor and there was no exit.
But the stuff behind me was close at hand, so I continued to run down and kept running ...
Luo Jian imagined that scene, and he guessed as he descended the stairs: "It's actually very simple. The protagonist keeps running down, but the stairs have never ended. He will be afraid. He will not dare to continue down, but he will not Going up and chasing him will engulf him, and his only remaining choice is ... "
Luo Jian stopped, now he stopped at the negative tenth floor, and unknowingly walked down the tenth floor.
"The only option is to open a door and walk in. (Pingnan Literature Network)"
Luo Jian said: "If it is the door opened by the plot character, it means that I have not touched the red door or opened the black door. I just walked into an already opened door."
"The rest is to find the open door."
Although Luo Jian had walked ten floors, in fact, he had carefully observed each staircase on the next floor. The red door and the black door were all tightly locked. There were no other abnormal shapes, and the monotonous stairs were nothing more.
Luo Jian has been going down, repeating the process of checking the stairs and the door every time he went down. After going down for more than twenty floors, Luo Jian finally made new discoveries. He found that the ground began to appear. Some solidified blood stains, and blood fingerprints on the walls, are the kind of people who have been seriously injured, holding the wall slowly down the stairs.
And the bloodstains are new.
Luo Jian squatted next to a pool of blood stained with his hands. The blood was even warm and bright red. The injured person was here not long ago, and he was still walking down, as if chased by something. The same.
"Living blood." Luo Jian licked his finger in his mouth. I do n’t know if it was because of this blood. He felt excited. The tragedy of Shura Field was still vivid. Luo Jian always Will start to swell because of the blood on the battlefield, he has no other way to calm his killing heart, except for the constant killing.
And he almost lost his heart because of this killing. When he stepped out of the battlefield, Luo Jian did not even want to save his companion for a while, and he was too lazy to destroy this terrible secret room. During that time, he frantically wanted to return to the Shura field, back to the battlefield.
But in the end he managed to overcome this, the moment he cut his throat with a knife.
Killing or suicide are exciting things.
Luo Jian laughed with ridicule. He slowly walked down the blood trail. He knew that the person was not far away. He was still here. He had heard the other person's heavy gasping voice. What was the poor guy hurt by? Is it? After all, all along the way, except for the strange things behind the black door, Luo Jian could not see any creatures that could pose a threat.
After descending a few more steps, Luo Jian saw a person crouching above the stairway, and the darkness swallowed the figure, hiding him perfectly in the darkness. When Luo Jian approached with the lamp, the other party seemed to notice it. The light brought by Luo Jian turned his head and glanced at Luo Jian.
When the opponent turned around, let Luo Jian clearly see what this person looks like, yes, he is naturally a clown, and Luo Jian's only teammate at this stage. Luo Jian remembered that he once had a brief life-and-death confrontation with the clown. That was the future clown. After he grew up, he grew up and now he has a very different feeling to Luo Jian.
So what changed him?
"Who? Who's there?" The clown felt the light, but he couldn't see it. Luo Jian found that his face was covered with blood, and then Luo Jian realized that his injured part was his eyes, and his eyes were blind.
"Rain?" Luo Jian shouted his name, the other party did hear it, seemed excited, jumped up and rushed towards Luo Jian, even though his eyes were blind, the clown rushed to Luo Jian's extremely accurately. In front of him, and reached out and hugged him.
Luo Jian was full of people, Luo Jian was a bit surprised by the clown's excitement, but looking at the tragic blood on his face, it is estimated that something bad has happened, and naturally he will have some surprises when he meets his peers.
"Woohoo ... scared me to death." The clown was so pitiful that he was adorable and hugged Luo Jian.
Luo Jian is a little funny, but thinking that the other party is just a teenager now, maybe there is a little naive and two, he has not fully grown up, he is just a child.
So Luo Jian patted the other's back and comforted him: "What happened?"
"Did you not see it?"
Interestingly, the clown seemed to be puzzled by his indifference, because for the time being, the clown reached out and touched Luo Jian's body, touched Luo Jian's face, and slammed hard. It was Luo Jian, and nodded, "Well, it's Yuanyuan shoes."
"Crap, who else can I be?" Luo Jian frowned.
"You haven't seen an illusion?" Luo Jian's words surprised Luo Jian for a while. He did not see any illusions. He just went down all the way.
"What illusion?" Luo Jian could not help asking, now he knew that there was something else in this strange closet that Luo Jian could not see.
The clown said, "I didn't realize it was an illusion at first. Since I appeared in this back room, I walked down more than twenty steps, and I met you. I thought it was you. I went down for a while and then he asked me to open the door, but I didn't want to, so he attacked me. "
"Then how do you think I'm not a hallucination now?" Luo Jian could not help touching the clown when he heard him. That's right, this body temperature, the body's information, are the same as Luo Jian's record. This made Luo Jian sure that he was indeed a clown. Luo Jian never doubted his judgment, because he was always right.
"I don't know, I blinded my eyes myself, so I couldn't see the illusion, but I could hear the sound." The clown continued: "But when you come, the sound is gone ... Oh! God, you are just driving away evil Sharp weapon! "
The clown said excitedly, and continued to hold Luo Jianyu, and he regarded Luo Jian as a large bear doll. 2k novel reading network