Looking at the wall appearing out of thin air, the rope was still dangling through the middle.
It was like a wall blocking the way, mocking them.
"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come up."
Mike scratched his hair frantically, pacing back and forth like a trapped animal.
"People won't suffocate to death.
There must be a way out."
Cheng Qianxun looked around, then went up and pushed the wall with his hand.
The walls are made of real materials, and the bricks are real, not paper.
Rudolf opened a small window next to him and stuck his head out.
It was storming outside.
When he pulled back, his hair and face were wet: "It's very high here, and the roof is sloped."
Harold also walked to the window and looked out: "No, the tiles will become slipperier after it rains, and they will fall if you are not careful."
Rudolf thought for a while and then asked: "What if you break the rope with force, tie it to the person's body, slowly hang it down, and then enter through the second floor window."
But Regel shook his head: "It's better not to do this.
Hang them down one by one.
Who knows what's underneath?
Try not to act alone.
Or wait until the rain stops."
Hanging your life on a rope is obviously a bit risky.
There are too many Too many accidents, like the rope breaking and so on.
"We have food and water, don't we?"
Hogan forced a smile, but it was forced and showed his nervousness.
This is also a way, just eat and drink, and spend the remaining seven days here.
"How can it be so comfortable?"
Rudolph sneered: "There are many ways to punish people."
There were indeed many, such as the wall moving and squeezing them to death. ; A group of ghosts appear out of thin air; and there is a door in the middle that leads to nowhere, and maybe something will crawl out. . .
There are really too many.
Mike became curious about the piles of cloth-covered things on both sides.
He asked the nearest one: "What is this?"
"Don't" everyone shouted, but it was too late.
Mike lifted the cloth. . .
It's a floor-to-ceiling mirror, about the size of an ordinary door.
Everyone stared and saw something inside, of course it was not their shadow, but a kneeling figure.
A woman with her head buried in her knees and her long hair hanging down.
Wearing a white pajama-like robe that reaches the ground, due to the dim light, it is not possible to tell the color of her unusually long hair that is scattered on the ground.
It only feels light.
The background was that of an attic, but except for this woman, no one appeared in it.
"Put the cloth over your head, you idiot!"
Hogan yelled, yelling at Mike.
"Oh oh" Mike hurriedly picked up the cloth that fell on the ground as if he had just woken up from a dream.
It might be too late.
The woman in the mirror lowered her head, her hair covering her face, and it was hard to tell what she looked like.
She stood up slowly.
And he walked over step by step, dragging his floor-length hair.
That way everyone subconsciously stepped back.
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"Hurry up, hurry up," Hogan shouted anxiously as he retreated.
"Okay, okay" Mike shook his head and finally picked up the cloth.
Just as he was about to cover it, the woman in the mirror stretched out her hand. . .
The pale hand slowly stretched out from the mirror. . .
"Ah.
She can come out" Mike screamed.
"Cover it, idiot, you did this!"
Hogan yelled like crazy, but he kept stepping back, not daring to take a step forward.
Mike was quite brave.
After shaking off the cloth, he covered the mirror.
The cloth covered the entire mirror, and everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Hogan glared: "Don't touch anything anymore."
I was about to talk about Rough Mike, but then everyone was so frightened that they lost their voice again, that pale hand with slender fingers.
Grabbing one side of the cloth.
"Huh" the hand pulled the cloth away, and the woman's lowered head in the mirror slowly raised and raised her head. . .
A face with a ferocious smile was revealed.
The smile distorted her facial features, like a pale mask on her face.
The only thing different from the mask were her eyes.
Eyes full of evil, just like the eyes of Satan Mammon when he mocks the mortals who draw the lottery.
She smiled ferociously, and said in a voice with echoes: "You woke me up, you are mine, come on, come on..."
She stretched out a hand towards the mirror.
The former frightened man stretched out.
Hogan was so frightened that he stepped back and pushed Mike in front of him as a shield: "He woke you up.
If you want to find him, just look for him."
"Bastard, big bastard" Mike was shocked, annoyed and scared, but he stepped back, and Hogan's hand was pushing against him behind him.
The woman walked forward with a grin on her face step by step, her entire arm exposed, followed by the white skirt trailing to the ground, the tip of her nose, and her face. . .
"No, I don't want..."
Mike seemed to understand something.
The woman in the mirror was either going to come out and follow him, or drag him into the mirror, so he screamed miserably.
"Get out of here..."
Cheng Qianxun snatched the cross from Mike's hand, raised it high, and shouted at the ghostly woman who was about to come out of the mirror: "Get in, in the name of God , wherever you came from, go back to where you came from.”
She wasn't quite confident that it would work.
Anyway, that was all she had for now, so her slightly trembling voice still sounded impassioned, full of justice and divine brilliance.
The woman who had one foot out of the mirror stopped smiling, and her ferocious face suddenly turned into fear.
She screamed, raised her hands, and stood in front of her.
She turned her head to the side and did not dare to look directly.
She stepped back into the mirror.
It was her turn to scream loudly. cried out.
Unexpectedly, it was really effective.
Cheng Qianxun went from being a little scared to feeling a little ridiculous.
He said to Mike next to him: "Why don't you cover it up quickly?
Do you want to be her groom?"
As soon as Mike heard this, he immediately stepped forward, picked up the cloth that had fallen aside, shook it away with a slight trembling, and put it on again, covering the entire mirror.
Cheng Qianxun walked over, slapped the cross on Mike's chest, and said angrily: "You have to wipe your own ass for whatever you caused.
Take this, if she dares to come out again, just hold this and shout at her." " So it’s still a problem with the wall, what should I do?
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Three roads: 1.
Stay here and do everything you can to get through the remaining seven days. 2.
Climb out from the window, use a rope for protection, and climb to the other side of the wall or go down to the second floor. 3.
Go down the hanging ladder that also appears out of thin air.
Several other men discussed.
Mike held the cross, three or four steps away from the mirror, and held it in front of the mirror with both hands.
Normally, it would be funny, but now it's not funny, because there are things in it that ordinary people can't explain.
If you don't want to die, you can only pose like a clown.
Cheng Qianxun saw a pile of small ones on the other side, covered with the same cloth.
The thing shouldn't be big, so the cloth shouldn't be big either.
She walked up and looked at it very hesitantly, trying to determine what was underneath the cloth.
The other teammates saw her move and turned sideways.
Sneijder said slightly nervously: "Don't move."
Cheng Qianxun didn't move because she wasn't sure what was underneath.
She looked at the nervous teammates: "But I want to see it.
It looks like it's just a few dead bones at most."
Rudolf stared at the outline drawn by Bu said: "If it is the bones of a dead person, it won't be the entire skeleton, just a few bones."
"Then let's take a look."
Cheng Qianxun looked around at everyone solicitously.
"Okay, but wait a minute."
Regal walked up to Mike and wanted to take away the cross in Mike's hand.
"Don't move."
Mike held it tightly and looked at the mirror in a prepared manner, eyes wide with anger.
"Let go."
Regel used some strength and said, "Let me borrow it first, Exorcist."
He didn't dare to use too much force for fear of breaking the cross.
Mike grimaced: "Actually... my fingers are numb."
Regel was angry and amused.
After thinking about it, he simply picked up Mike, who was stiff with nervousness, like a big vase, and placed it in front of Cheng Qianxun.
There seemed to be no movement in the cloth-covered mirror, so everyone safely focused their attention on the small pile on the ground.
"Then I'll reveal it."
Cheng Qianxun knelt down and looked at everyone.
"Okay."
I saw in front of me that Mike was still holding the cross like a statue, full of style.
Not only that, Rudolph is holding a salt gun; Harold is holding holy water and a grenade in his hand, ready to throw, all of which are standard professional postures.
"Okay then" Cheng Qianxun took a deep breath, bent down, pinched a corner of the cloth with his fingers, closed his eyes and counted "one, two, three" secretly before pulling it sharply.
Opening his eyes, he saw a hammer on the ground.
It should be a very ordinary hammer.
When Reger came up to pick it up, he weighed it a few times, which confirmed this idea. hammer. . .
Cheng Qianxun looked sideways at the wall not far away, where the rope was still hanging in the middle.
Everyone also looked sideways, could it be said. . .
Cheng Qianxun smiled slightly: "There are other ways."
That is to smash the wall and don’t care how it appeared.
There is also the most primitive method, which is to smash open the wall.
Regel walked to the wall, put the hammer on the ground, spit into the palm of his hand, then grabbed the hammer and was about to smash it.
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"Wait a minute" Rudolf stopped him and smiled slyly: "I think it's better to let Sneijder do this job."
Who knows after breaking open the wall, there will be floods or ferocious beasts behind.
And if Sneijder went to smash it, Mammen would not be willing to let his body be damaged.
"Okay" Sneijder walked to Regel and took the hammer from Regel.
"Sneed" Cheng Qianxun also laughed, and she thought of another good idea: "It's easy to sweat when you work, so just take off your clothes and smash them."
Sneijder was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Regel next to him grinning evilly: "This way we can appreciate your perfect muscles, and at the same time, Satan can also see the strength and beauty produced by this body during labor.
Kill two birds with one stone. have to" It can also prevent anything from jumping in front of you after the wall is broken. . .
Of course, the teammates who joined later didn't know why they wanted Sneijder to do that.
They looked at the three people blankly and looked at Sneijder with a wicked smile on their faces, looking a bit like a big bad wolf
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