Chapter 40 Come Upstairs
Chapter 40 Come Upstairs
The Bishuiwan Manor was brightly lit, from the ornate crystal chandelier on the ceiling of the lobby, to the dim and ambiguous atmosphere lights in the restaurant, and even every street lamp in the garden and on the corners of the building. The dazzling light once made it difficult for people to open their eyes.
Horror movies often like to use dark and closed scenes to create a dangerous atmosphere. At this moment, Feng Yusu was walking in a bright and spacious hall. When he turned around, he could see the stone pillars and statues outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Empty, bright and quiet.
Sometimes there was a corpse leaning against the wall or lying on the ground. There was no blood or signs of fighting on the dead body. It looked like a puppet that had lost its power, with its limbs twisted into strange shapes and motionless.
Feng Yusu held onto the wall, carefully walked around the scattered corpses, and went up the stairs to the second floor.
Some of the bodies lying in the hall and corridors were wearing work clothes. They were the gardeners and cleaners responsible for the daily maintenance of the manor. There were also the decorators and civil engineering safety officers who stayed here to make the final fine-tuning of the manor before it opened.
Some of the bodies were wearing pajamas. They were executives and employees of the New Home Group. They came here on a business trip with the company and, together with Bai Fugui's family, became the first residents of the Bishuiwan Manor before it was truly opened to the public.
Now they are all dead here.
In the silent night, suppressed cries and hysterical screams could be heard from time to time. The loss of every life meant that the time left for Feng Yusu was becoming more and more urgent, like a death bell behind her, driving her steps faster and faster.
Feng Yusu ran barefoot across the soft burgundy carpet and quickly walked up to the second floor of the manor.
"Hmm?" Ning Zhe stood on her shoulder and tilted his head.
The Bishuiwan Manor is very large, and there are many rooms in this European-style castle. Among those bright rooms with lights emitting from them, there is only one room with the lights turned off, which is very conspicuous.
In this magnificent and bright manor, this single touch of darkness is the most eye-catching.
"Yes...Azhi, that is her room." Feng Yusu suddenly became excited, and her steps became faster.
Ning Zhe frowned, protected Feng Yusu in front of him, and followed her to the only room with the lights off.
"Azhi? Are you in there? It's mom..." Feng Yushu knocked on the door, her face full of anxiety: "Are you asleep? Wake up, we have to go!"
After knocking on the door for several minutes without any response, the anxious Feng Yusu suddenly remembered that she had a spare key to the room. She hurriedly took the key out of her small leather bag and inserted it into the keyhole.
There was a rustling sound from the door panel. Feng Yusu turned the key in her hand left and right, but could not open the door.
She turned around and looked at Ning Zhe who was standing on the windowsill beside her with a look of help: "What should I do, Ning Zhe, I can't open the door..."
Ning Zhe looked up and saw that the construction quality of the Bishuiwan Manor was really good. Marble slabs were attached to the outer walls as a heat-insulating layer, and the doors of each independent room were made of thick solid wood, which seemed to be hard wood such as maple. It would be impossible for a human with bare hands to break in by force, at least it could be said to be a fantasy.
Even Wolf Warrior won’t work.
But Ning Zhe is on the right track.
Ning Zhe landed on the ground, picked up a vase on the windowsill and smashed it directly on the closed window. With a loud bang, the window glass shattered and a suppressed scream came from the dark room.
"Azhi!" Feng Yusu was even more concerned.
The window with anti-theft nets was too narrow for an adult to pass through even if the glass was broken. Ning Zhe supported himself with one hand and turned into a small bird, flew through the hole, entered the room smoothly, and landed steadily on his feet.
But as soon as his feet touched the ground, Ning Zhe felt a rustling sound coming from the pitch-black darkness. He subconsciously dodged to the side and heard the clanging sound of metal colliding with the stone wall.
"Girl, do you want to be in the assassin's biography?" Ning Zhe turned sideways and touched the light switch by the door. When the light came on, he quickly stepped on it and stepped on the assassin who pounced on him in the dark. After turning on the light, he could see clearly that the girl lying on the ground was wearing a loose nightgown. Her hair was messy and her face was pale. Ning Zhe's Martin boots just stepped on the girl's tender neck. She was still struggling violently with her vitals being captured. She reached out to touch the dagger that fell to the ground because it stabbed the marble wall...
"Huh?" Ning Zhe took a closer look and found that it was not a dagger, but a sharp metal hairpin.
"Be quiet and don't move." Ning Zhe squatted down, tied the girl's hands behind her back and locked them tightly with his arms, while he used his other hand to turn the doorknob to open the door.
But after twisting it a few times, she found that it wouldn't turn. It turned out that the girl had filled the gap in the door handle and the keyhole with wood glue.
"Woodworking glue, are you playing with wooden models?" Ning Zhe asked casually.
However, the girl ignored him and continued to struggle violently with her hands locked by Ning Zhe, trying to bang her head against the wall.
No, to be precise, I wanted to hit the light switch on the wall.
"Do you want to turn off the lights?" Ning Zhe asked again.
This time she finally did not continue to struggle desperately, but nodded slightly and said "hmm" in an inaudible manner.
"If you have something to say, just say it nicely. How can I understand if you don't say it?" Ning Zhe shook his head and turned off the lights. The room became dark again.
After turning off the lights, the girl's mental state was obviously much better. She no longer tried to attack people like a madman, but Ning Zhe's arm could still feel her heart pounding in her chest. It seemed that she was extremely frightened.
"Are you Baizhi?" Ning Zhe asked as he carefully and slowly let go of her hand.
"How did you know?" The girl's weak voice was particularly clear in the darkness.
"I came here with your mother. Didn't you hear her calling you just now?" Ning Zhe was a little helpless: "Or do you think she is a ghost?"
"Well, I thought it was a ghost trying to trick me into opening the door...wait." Bai Zhi's tone suddenly became excited: "You know about the existence of ghosts?!"
"I know, but you have to tell me first why you turned off the lights and hid in the room." Ning Zhe asked back, "Many people died in the manor, really many, many, many people, and you have survived until now, I believe you may know something."
Something about the vicious ghost in the manor.
"It's light. Ghosts need light to kill people." Bai Zhi said without hesitation: "Contrary to common sense, within the range of this ghost's activities, light means danger and darkness means safety. As long as you hide in the dark, you won't be found and killed by it."
Her tone was full of anticipation, and she seemed very afraid that Ning Zhe would not believe her.
"Okay..." Ning Zhe initially accepted this statement. After all, the fact that Bai Zhi is still alive and well is the best evidence.
So the question now is, how to open this door with a damaged lock and take Baizhi away?
While he was thinking, suddenly, a suppressed sobbing sound came from the corridor outside the door. It was Feng Yusu's voice:
"Ningzhe, a ghost... a ghost is coming upstairs..."
As she finished her words, a crisp sound, as if a porcelain bottle hitting marble, quietly echoed in the silent manor.
dong dong.
(End of this chapter)