si-mexico 第530章 （5000字3章合1）【域·2重门】红碗(第12页)
第530章 （5000字3章合1）【域·2重门】红碗(第12页)
“Shhh….”
“Shhh….”
In the darkness, something that appeared out of nowhere and at some unknown time was scraping the paper with its teeth.
A sense of powerlessness suddenly rose in Bai Shaohua's heart.
He realized he had been too presumptuous. The ghosts had turned all the main roads into crossroads, so how could they possibly leave a side path for them to escape?
So what about the ones before?
The man eating the steamed bun... he wasn't a normal person at all. No, he might be, but he was definitely possessed by this ghost at the time, just to warn the two of them:
I'm so hungry
But was that the only one who was possessed by a ghost?
Liu Zi clenched his fists. He was certain that the reason the two of them hadn't realized this was also an intersection was because the back door for throwing out the trash had been tightly closed before.
But now it's open.
Something came out from behind that door.
They appeared precisely and silently behind them, after the crossroads were formed.
The two exchanged a glance and slowly turned around.
They witnessed an incredibly bizarre scene.
There was a person squatting behind me.
A man wearing an apron and gloves, looking like he was dealing with garbage just a moment ago, an ordinary-looking person, someone they pass by every day.
He squatted on the ground, head down, his movements incredibly strange, like someone who hadn't eaten for ten days, holding a chipped red bowl and wolfing down his food...
Chewing on the ashes left from the burning paper.
Its mouth was covered in food, and ashes and scraps flew around in the air. The ground beneath its feet looked like it was covered in a thin layer of snow, with all the fallen paper ash!
"...Holy shit!"
The moment Liu Zi saw the red bowl, he couldn't help but swear.
He's seen this bowl with his own eyes!
At the hotel!
The cemetery, section 2, is the place with the red bowl in front of the grave of the neurotic female ghost from the 2013 ghost story!
He was quite certain he wasn't mistaken. It was a dark red porcelain bowl, not very big, the kind used for serving rice, with no particular patterns on it, but one corner was missing.
How did this thing end up here? Isn't this the second door?
At this moment, both Liu Zi and Bai Shaohua felt an extremely terrifying sense of déjà vu:
They never even escaped through the first door.
The ghost cannot get out.
Yes, those guests—the ghosts in mourning clothes, the ghosts of couples, all sorts of terrifying vengeful spirits—they couldn't get out.
but.
How did they become ghosts in their previous lives?
Who turned them into ghosts?
And where are those things that turned them into ghosts now?
Red bowl.
They had witnessed it firsthand; only those who entered the realm left the inn, while the red bowl remained in the cemetery.
Paper figure.
The boys and girls in 309.
There was also the "Golden Boy and Jade Girl," who were clearly different from 309 but also appeared at the second door.
Same definition, different forms.
Strictly speaking, these things are not ghosts, not ghosts with physical forms, but rather things like sources of infection or curses.
Cold sweat dripped from Liu Zi's forehead as he suddenly remembered what Huang Yue had said in the group chat.
The ghost in that haunted video never showed its true appearance, and nobody knew what it was.
Isn't this exactly the same situation as now?!
That's when.
clang!
The red bowl fell to the ground from the garbage collector's hands, and the garbage collector stared blankly for a moment before slowly raising his head.
Its face was still human, but it gave off a strange and eerie feeling, like a starving beast with glowing green eyes, staring intently at the two of them.
Needless to say, Bai Shaohua knew what the ghost was thinking.
It was hungry again.
All the ashes in the red bowl were eaten.
What else does it need to eat?
Almost immediately, Bai Shaohua and Liu Zi moved their feet and quickly retreated, while the garbage collector who had turned into a ghost also rushed towards them at the same moment!
The situation is clear: if there is paper ash, the holder of the red bowl will eat the paper ash; but if there isn't—
It probably eats people.
A cold wind approached from behind Bai Shaohua.
The garbage collector was incredibly fast. In the narrow alley, it grabbed Bai Shaohua's shoulder in an instant, and a sharp pain shot through his shoulder!
A piece of flesh was ripped off while the victim was still alive!
The pain made Bai Shaohua's body tremble violently, but he recovered very quickly and didn't stop for a second. He quickly followed Liu Zi and ran forward!
Behind him, the garbage collector stopped in his tracks.
Its head drooped down again, holding the red bowl that had reappeared at some point in its hands.
In the red bowl was a piece of human flesh, neither too big nor too small.
creak...
The sound of teeth tearing through shredded meat rang out behind the two.
In the blink of an eye, they ran out of the alley. Liu Zi quickly glanced at Bai Shaohua and saw that the other man's face was frighteningly pale and his shoulder, which was missing a piece of flesh, was twitching uncontrollably.
The ghost was eating Bai Shaohua's flesh, which was cruel, but it did buy them a little bit of time.
Liu Zi's brain was working at lightning speed.
wrong.
Both encounters were the first ghostly encounter at the second door.
Feng Yao and Huang Yue did not die, despite the horror.
"Bai Shaohua, how did you confirm there was danger there?" Liu Zi immediately asked, "I know your strange objects are related to numbers. Stop hiding it, what is it?!"
"Tsk..."
Bai Shaohua's mouth twitched in pain.
He didn't have the energy to say anything more to Liu Zi, so he just took a black ball out of his pocket and tossed it to Liu Zi.
"Probability".
"Passive means my chances of surviving this domain have just decreased."
The number on ball number eight is 25%.
The percentage was 30% when we first entered the second door.
There's a 1/4 chance he'll survive this domain, but let's not talk about that far ahead, just in the near future, which means the recent appearance of the garbage collector has reduced his chances of survival.
And the numbers haven't changed at all.
"It's not zero... There's a possibility of survival in the short term, probably because there are other strange objects available."
“But more likely, this is just the appetizer, and that ghost won’t be around for long… So the most important thing right now is to find a place to hide,” Liu Zi pondered.
But just then...
Suddenly, a group of staggering drunkards appeared at the crossroads in front of them.
It's like I just finished a social event.
Liu Zi glanced at them subconsciously and keenly noticed something unusual.
and many more.
Why is the person in the middle with their hands behind their back?
What is he hiding?
But before he could get a good look, a large truck suddenly turned into the street from the intersection behind them.
Snap... Snap.
The chaotic footsteps gradually approached.
Boom—boom!
The roar of the truck grew louder and louder behind us.
Just then, from the alleyway to their side, came the sound of a bowl crashing to the ground.
A sudden, intense sense of horror surged through Liu Zi's heart. He immediately turned around to face the oncoming truck.
The headlights shone directly on him and Bai Shaohua.
Through the truck's windshield, Liu Zi broke out in a cold sweat instantly; he saw something terrifying—
The truck driver was also holding a red bowl!
He wasn't driving at all; his hands were off the steering wheel, and he was huddled in his seat with his face buried in his bowl, munching on something!
Even more bizarrely...
The steering wheel of the truck was slowly turning without anyone controlling it.
Facing them.
"go!"
Liu Zi shoved the number eight ball into Bai Shaohua's pocket, grabbed the other's uninjured arm, and rushed into the convenience store next door!
After a few seconds.
Bang!
The truck crashed into their spot, accompanied by a sickeningly loud cracking sound.
Through the glass door of the convenience store, the two men saw with their own eyes that the drunk men who had just walked by were crushed under the overturned carriage.
"..."
Bai Shaohua moved his throat slightly and squeezed out a dry sentence:
"...They're not leaving us even the slightest way out?"
But before he could finish speaking, his pupils suddenly shrank.
One of the drunkards who was hit and killed suddenly twitched.
His lower body was trapped under the carriage, and he was a mangled mess of flesh.
But it's like an earthworm that's just been split in two.
He dragged his upper body forward, and after crawling a short distance, he slowly pulled out his hand that had been behind his back.
He was holding a red bowl in his hand.
The bowl was filled with paper ash.
Liu Zi's stomach churned, and he looked at the half-drunk man with extreme disgust as he crawled to his companions, who had been crushed into a pulp, and poured the ashes of paper onto their corpses.
Then I stirred it, grabbed it into a bowl, buried my face in the red bowl, and ate it with relish.
This scene made both of them feel physically uncomfortable from the bottom of their hearts.
But they didn't have time to reflect; the time displayed on the convenience store sign showed it was 2:45 a.m.
The two currently deduce that the Red Bowl Hungry Ghost cannot exist indefinitely and must have a time limit, so they will wait until the next hour to make further plans.
But the problem is...
Do they have time?
It's not just garbage collectors chasing them anymore. Once the red bowl is empty, drunkards, drivers, or anyone who accidentally wanders into this street will probably become the vessel for the red bowl!
It's like a zombie virus, and the two of them are the only two living people here.
To make matters worse, his stiff body slowly appeared by the door.
He's a garbage collector.
It stood outside the glass door, silently gazing at the two people inside.
Bai Shaohua was ready to run away, but his expression suddenly changed slightly when he saw the garbage collector.
He realized that the garbage collectors had no intention of coming in.
"He can't get in?"
Is it because there is no intersection here?
This reason is far too simplistic, even ridiculously so.
Moreover, judging from the actions of these ghosts, the middle of the crossroads is not the only place where they can move.
To be precise, all these intersections formed a complete circular cage, trapping them inside...
The convenience store itself is also located in this area.
It was precisely because of this suspicion that they didn't run into the basement when they were being chased by the garbage collectors.
But what else could it be?
At this moment.