Zhang Lan pressed the button on the seventh floor, watched the elevator door closed, and became addicted to cigarettes. He started to touch the lighter and cigarettes from his pocket.

He won't bump into ghosts after get off work, thinking of this, Zhang Lan relaxes.

"Hey, where's my cigarette?" Zhang Lan only touched the lighter, looked for cigarettes everywhere, and lowered his head to find that the cigarette box in his pants pocket was lying on the ground.

"When did it fall? Why didn't you hear it?"

Zhang Lan was puzzled when he picked it up, lit a cigarette, and was just about to take a comfortable sip. One or two drops of water dripped from the top of the elevator without warning. It happened to be poured on the cigarette **** he had just lit, and the cigarette went out instantly. , Can't smoke anymore.

"What garbage elevator is leaking!" Zhang Lan raised his head cursingly, but didn't see where the water leaked.

There is clearly no gap in the top of the elevator.

"Where did the water come from?" Zhang Lan muttered to himself and lit a cigarette again. This time he learned to be smart and walked to the corner of the elevator to stay, so that even if the original place leaked again, his cigarette would not be dripped. On it.

The weird thing is... his smoke was again extinguished by the water leaking from the top of the elevator.

An unknown premonition passed through Zhang Lan's heart, and he raised his head mechanically and slowly, just in time for a pale grimace!

The female ghost hung on the top of the elevator, and a steady stream of saliva dripped from her mouth.

"Tick", "Tick", "Tick"...

...

Outside the horror film at this time:

[firstblood]

[Your ceiling is leaking, look up, it's saliva]

[Congratulations to the red resentful spirit for the kill, you can't be proud, please keep working hard, and achieve better results]

[This person is stupid enough, the younger brother has called people to tell him not to take the elevator, he died not injustice]

[Who wants to get the ghost to poke the time? After all, in his perception, it is not dangerous to get off work]

[Furthermore, if you want you, you will believe a blind man]

[Don’t forget, although it seems that female ghosts can only kill people in the elevator, there is a ghost baby outside the elevator. I think that ghost baby is much scarier than the female ghost]

[The picture is for the little brother, the little brother sleeps so cute, I want to watch his sleep broadcast]

...

At the same time, the fifth floor.

Yan Jing nudged Xie Chi who was sleeping on the sofa: "Xie Brother, wake up soon and get off work."

Xie Chi frowned slightly, refused to open his eyes, turned over in his pillow and continued to sleep: "The app did not ring, and did not get off work."

Yan Jing said, "It's really off work! I can't see it. A newcomer just came down on the seventh floor and reminded me!"

Yan Jing said with a sudden "Huh": "Thank you brother, you seem to be right... It's weird. It stands to reason that the app is so user-friendly. We shouldn't be quiet after work, and the plot will definitely be updated on the first day after work. We should have received the message, what is going on..."

Xie Chi said dullly: "Zhong, there is a problem with Zhong."

He couldn't bear Yan Jing's continued chatter, resigned himself to sitting up, and looked up at the clock.

It is indeed already 5:03 in the morning.

Xie Chi stared for a few seconds before snorting: "The app can't deceive people, so either the clock is broken or...the ghost is lying."

Yan Jing was awakened instantly, opened Yin Yang eyes, screamed out in the next second, and hid behind Xie Chi: "Xie Brother! Zhongli...Ghost!"

In Yan Jing's field of vision, a ghost hand was inside the wall clock, patiently moving the needle a little bit.

It was the hand of a female ghost, with waxy skin, oily and pale, with burgundy nail polish on the nails.

As if he was aware of being discovered, the ghost hand paused for two seconds, then quickly retracted into the wall clock like a loach, and disappeared.

The wall clock returned to normal in an instant, revealing the real time-3:50 in the morning.

Yan Jing was shocked and gasped.

They never get off work!

It was the ghost who slowly dialed more than one minute hand in silence, letting time pass five o'clock in the morning, creating the illusion that they were off work.

Xie Chi could guess what Yan Jing saw, and yawned lazily, appearing a little indifferent.

Yan Jingyun, in the mist: "Why does the ghost change time?"

Xie Chi raised his eyebrows slightly, lit a cigarette, and inhaled. Feeling the clarity of his brain, he slowly said, "Trick us to take the elevator."

Yan Jing suddenly said: "Fortunately, brother, thank you for asking someone to unlock the stairwell. I also told them to be careful of the elevator before. They will not be fooled..."

There was a piercing howl from the elevator.

Yan Jing was stunned for two seconds, her eyes splitting: "It's the man on the 11th floor!!"

...

Zhang Lan's cry was too frightening and shocked the actors in the whole building.

When Xie Chi and Yan Jing drove down, everyone was there. Zhou Yan was hesitating in front of the elevator whether to press the door button, and the other newcomers were far away.

The black thin man said in horror: "Brother Zhou, don't open the elevator... Zhang Lan is silent, he must be dead. If the ghost is still inside at this moment, the elevator will come out without opening..."

Another newcomer also reacted: "Yes, he is dead, he is still at work now, in case a ghost attacks us..."

The other two agreed: "If you want to open, wait until after get off work!"

Zhang Lanren must be dead. There is no doubt about this. Zhou Yan wanted to go in and investigate clues, but when the newcomer said so, he felt a little hairy in his heart, thinking it would not be too late to go in after work hours.

As soon as he retreated, he saw the tall and eye-catching Xie Chi in the crowd as soon as he turned his head, and a strong resentment flashed in his eyes.

This person is gentle and weak on the surface, but his actual skills are terrifying. He is obviously pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. Waiting for him to get the bait, after so many episodes, he has been overshadowed by a newcomer for a while. It is a shame.

Zhou Zuo held the phone tightly, wishing to crush it to pieces.

He only accumulated two thousand fans after three or four horror films. It was because the bathroom was almost half lost. It was the newcomer to blame. He lost a lot of points!

And he basically didn't increase new fans for this film.

This is by no means a good sign. It reflects that the audience's attention is not on him at all, and is attracted by other people. The output of the movie screen is intercepted by other people, not him.

He understands several newcomers, they are all wastes with dreams, so the only one who grabs his fans is Xie Chi.

And Xie Chi also has the branch line he dreams of.

It is impossible to retaliate against him by force, and actors are not allowed to kill actors in horror films, but...

A dark light flashed through Zhou Yan's eyes.

In the horror film, the only thing capable of killing this person is not against the rules, only... ghosts.

He can't let this person continue to grab the limelight to prevent him from gaining popularity, and it is best to force him to hand over the branch before killing him.

Zhou Yan looked at the elevator that had just died, his eyes flickering slightly.

Ghosts are obviously imprisoned in the elevator.

It's still working time, it's time for ghost action, this is a golden opportunity.

Although ghosts in low-level movies generally don't kill two people in a short time interval, he can use some...special methods to prompt ghosts to kill.

This is acquiesced in horror movies.

It is always forbidden in horror movies that actors kill actors, not actors who use points to buy props and kill people by ghosts. Newcomers don't know this rule, and he barely understands it after a lot of hard work.

Zhou Yan quietly opened the app store. He had already been optimistic about that thing, but he had never found a chance to start.

[Whether actor Zhou Hao chose to spend 30 points to buy "Satan's Tribute"? ]

[Satan's Tribute: Sacrifice flesh and blood to ghosts (living people are the best, dead people are the next, living birds are barely, and dead birds are the last), to obtain short-term peace. ]

[Instructions for use: Put the eyes of Satan on the flesh and blood, and the flesh and blood will be marked as a tribute to Satan. After seeing the mark, the ghost will receive its own tribute. ]

[Effect: The more flesh and blood, the higher the quality, the more satisfied the ghost, the longer the actor's own safety. ]

Zhou Yan didn't care about the dispensable safety period. What he wanted was the process of ghosts coming to "collect tribute" to kill.

30 points.

Zhou Zheng felt a pain in his flesh, but thinking about the injury on his face and the great loss, he clicked [Confirm] without hesitation.

The points instantly decreased, and there was a thin sticker in the shape of an eye silently in his hand.

He now only needs to put Satan's eyes on Xie Chi without knowing it, and then lead him into the elevator and he's done.

Xie Chi noticed that Zhou Yan had been looking at the phone abnormally, thoughtfully.

Yan Jing pulled his sleeves behind him, and whispered, "Brother Xie, the one surnamed Zhou was surging maliciously just now, especially the strong one. I think he might harm you, so be careful."

Xie Chi was stunned, and the one standing next to him was simply a human-shaped detector.

"I see." Xie Chi's smile widened a little.

Zhou Yang walked towards him, smiled swiftly and cheerfully, his attitude turned 180 degrees, which formed a sharp contrast with the previous one.

The newcomers were surprised.

Zhou Yan lowered his voice and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I was so obsessed with my heart before, and I just got that idea. I deserved to be beaten. You think you beat me. Can this be cancelled?"

Xie Chi raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything.

Zhou Yan seemed to have anticipated his reaction, and smiled: "I'm telling the truth, I was not prepared to apologize, and I didn't feel that I was wrong. After all, everyone here is like the weak, but now Zhang Lan is definitely dead. Now, we need someone to go to the elevator to see what's going on. The safest one here is you, so I admit a mistake. Could you please do me a favor?"

Zhou Qiang: "You have the ability and I have the experience. Actually, we don't need to get enemies, we can mutually benefit each other."

Zhou Yu was so sincere, and Xie Chi felt that he couldn't justify his refusal. He pinched the cigarette and twitched his lips slightly: "Okay, I'll go and see."

Xie Chi bowed his head and said to Yan Jing: "You are waiting for me outside."

Because Xie Chi and Gui Ying won the game, no matter what happens tonight, they are absolutely safe. Yan Jing is not worried about Xie Chi at all, and nodded nicely.

Xie Chi put on his white gloves and went to open the elevator door. Not surprisingly, the smell of blood came out, and Xie Chi frowned slightly.

Blood overflowed from the elevator, and the newcomer suddenly saw the tragic death of Zhang Lan, panicked.

Zhang Lan sat on the ground, his head tilted back at a strange angle, his belly was surprisingly big, like a pregnant woman about to give birth.

Xie Chi got close and found that he was opened, the heart and lungs in his chest were stuffed into his stomach, bulging out.

A few cigarettes were scattered in the filthy blood.

Zhou Yan came in behind his heel and patted Xie Chi's shoulder unintentionally.

A hint of interest flashed through Xie Chi's eyes. He deliberately led him into the elevator where someone had just died, and stuck something unknown to him, the purpose was obvious.

Zhou Yan seemed to have a guilty conscience, deliberately squatted down to examine the corpse, and concealed: "Why did you say that the ghost stuffed Zhang Lan's heart and lungs into his stomach? It feels like a pregnant woman... the way the ghost kills will also reveal some information. You see, there is another half-smoked cigarette here..."

As Zhou Yu was speaking, his elbow "accidentally" hit the elevator door closing button, and the elevator door closed instantly. The two of them were in the enclosed elevator immediately, with a dead body lying beside their feet.

Zhou Yang thought that Xie Chi would be in a hurry to open the door, and he moved to the door, ready to stop him as soon as possible and buy time for the ghost. Xie Chi smiled suddenly and leaned against the clean elevator wall beside him: "Actually, I'm quite sorry. ."

Xie Chi leaned his back against the elevator wall. Zhou Yan's vision was blocked. He couldn't see the eyes of Satan on his back. He was a little anxious and said absent-mindedly, "Sorry what? Sorry for hitting me?"

Xie Chi smiled gently. Just as he was about to say something, his gaze fell on Zhou Yan's back: "You're bloody, I'll wipe it for you."

Xie Chi patted Zhou Yan on the back shoulder.

Zhou Yan was at a loss. He didn't understand the meaning of his sudden favor. Could it be that he realized the consequences of offending himself, so he chose to go down the steps?

"I'm sorry," Xie Chi paused, glanced at the evil eyes on his shoulders and smiled, "I'm sorry to forget to tell you, no matter how many ghosts I hit tonight, I won't hurt one. Fingers, I played a game with Gui Ying, he lost, tonight, the ghost can't kill me."

The disguised smile on Zhou Xi's face could no longer hold up.

30 points are wasted.

"I'm also sorry," Xie Chi has a gentle eyebrow, "I'm sorry for forgetting to remind you."

Zhou Yan had an ominous premonition in his heart: "What, what...?"

With a "click", a drop of water dripped from the elevator roof onto Zhou Yan's shoulder without warning.

Xie Chi smiled harmlessly: "Please look up."