Chapter 32 The Chamber of Secrets
Sister Ye is mighty and domineering. She rewarded me with 50,000 yuan in one go. Cheng Shang is going to cut his flesh this time. Also, thank you for the 7000 yuan reward from Shadow Dance.
Ziqiao and Meijia looked at each other and saw the panic and fear in each other's eyes. They picked up the two flashlights at their feet with trembling hands and pressed the switch. The bright and penetrating light made the two of them feel a little more at ease. They raised the flashlights and pointed them forward. The next second, they heard two crazy screams."Ah!!!!!!!!!!!”There was a huge fork on the other end of the flashlight. A head was hanging on the fork. It was a blood-red head with two black horns. Its long aquiline nose and eyes were almost at the same level. It looked no different from a monster. What was even weirder was that the eyes of this head only had black eyeballs. The black eyeballs seemed to have been poked, and dark red blood flowed out of them all the way to the corners of the mouth. The monster had no lips. However, a few oddly-shaped teeth were exposed. There were two teeth at the top and one at the bottom. Dark red blood flowed to the two teeth at the top and dyed half of them red. Coupled with the gloomy atmosphere and strange music in the maze, the whole scene was extremely terrifying.
The scream lasted for a full minute before it stopped. Meijia stood behind Ziqiao, trembling. When she looked at the head, she realized that it was just a mural carved on the wall. However, the head looked so lifelike. It had a stiff zombie-like smile and a cold gaze, as if it was staring at her.
Zi Qiao had also recovered, but his trembling legs exposed his terrible condition. He touched his forehead, and his palms were drenched in cold sweat. However, when he saw Meijia behind him, although he was afraid, he knew that he was the only man here. He was the only person Meijia could rely on. If he showed fear, Meijia would lose control even more, so he pretended to be calm."Don't…don't be afraid, this…is just a portrait.”Although her tone was still a little shaky, Ziqiao's words still gave Meijia a dose of reassurance.
"Phew, alright, it's fine. Let's go.”Taking a deep breath, Ziqiao carefully moved forward. Meijia followed closely behind Ziqiao. At this time, she couldn't care less about the cold war between the two of them. The closer she got to the blood-red head, the more invisible pressure and tension she felt. Sometimes, it was not a good thing to draw a portrait too well and too realistic. For example, at this time, Lu Ziqiao had already killed the artist who drew this thing thousands of times in her heart.
Perhaps it was because of their first fright, their hearts had been trained quite a bit. On the road, all kinds of skeletons, human heads, and other terrifying items scared the two of them out of their wits, but they still managed to hold on. The repeated cries of babies, the roars of monsters, and the screams of ghosts seemed to have less and less effect on the two of them. Here, Meijia and Ziqiao had practiced a skill that ordinary people did not have, which was to try their best to block their ears and reduce their hearing to the minimum. Therefore, the terrifying atmosphere had unknowingly lessened a lot.
After slowly getting used to the various terrifying visual images and auditory slightly, they felt that this place was not so scary anymore. However, the two of them soon discovered another problem. This maze had no topographic map, no instructions, no signs, no reminders. There were only the same forks, forks, forks. Under the dim corner lights, they looked so similar. No, strictly speaking, they were the same. No matter how they walked, they felt as if they were walking in the same place. At this moment, he was at the same place as a second ago.
No matter what they tried, Zi Qiao's idea was to not take the same road and choose the right at the fork. No matter what the fork was, he would choose the right. But soon, he found that this method was completely impossible, because after walking for a long time, he still felt that he was going in circles.
After realizing that this method was ineffective, Meijia put forward her own point of view, which was to leave a mark on the place they walked. However, there was nothing but walls and street lamps. There was nothing that left a mark at all. The two of them searched through all the packages, except for a few napkins, a few banknotes, bank cards, and other personal items. At this time, Ziqiao and Meijia even regretted not bringing more things with them. Then, they tried to leave a mark on the painting on the wall. Of course, this task was impossible for Qiao. Meijia used her sharp nails to scratch the wall, but who knew that the mural was embedded in the wall, and the paint was so thick that Meijia's nails were almost worn off, leaving only a shallow scratch that might not be found even if she looked carefully. Thus, this attempt failed.
Walking aimlessly like this was undoubtedly a waste of energy. If they could find the exit so easily, how could the maze be called a maze? Instead of trying to get one percent, or even less than one thousandth of luck, it would be better to sit down and wait for eight hours. However, not long after they sat down, the two of them felt the gloomy and depressing feeling that gradually faded in the middle of their actions attack again. When a person stopped moving, their five senses would become particularly sensitive. This was the reason why many people could still clearly hear the footsteps of others when they were lying in bed, even if the door was closed.
Especially when the two of them were still in a cold war, they didn't know what to say to break this terrifying situation. In the end, they couldn't stand the pain and continued to move without a clue.
While the two of them were walking, Zi Qiao had been focusing all his energy on observing the front and neglected his feet. He accidentally tripped on a light bulb by the roadside and almost fell. However, the moment he saw the light bulb, Zi Qiao thought of a wonderful idea: Kick a light bulb every five steps in the place you've walked. This way, you'll know which places you've walked and which you haven't. Thinking about it, he did it. Zi Qiao walked to a light bulb beside his feet and kicked it. However, the light bulb quickly went dark. What was wrong was that they couldn't see anything. This meant that Zi Qiao's kick seemed to have caused a problem with the entire power supply system. All the lights went out. Now, they only had two flashlights as their only source of light.
Without the illumination of the street lamps, the entire maze became almost maddening. Only endless screams and cries were left. The suffocating sense of powerlessness stimulated Ziqiao and Meijia's nerves.
"Ah, I'm not playing anymore!!”Suddenly, Ziqiao couldn't bear this feeling anymore and threw the flashlight on the ground. Fortunately, the quality of the flashlight was good and it wasn't broken. After venting for a while, she felt that the feeling hadn't faded a little, so she picked up the flashlight as if she had resigned herself to fate. Meijia, who was following behind Ziqiao, was already a little numb from the erosion of this feeling. Her mind was a little distracted. Ziqiao's loud roar shocked her, and she could be considered to have come back to life. However, this time, she did not blame Zi Qiao because she knew how torturous it was to be alone in such an environment.
After picking up the flashlight, he checked it and found that the handle that could hold the flashlight had been broken. Helplessly, he held it in front of his chest and continued to shine it forward. However, the light from the flashlight seemed to be blocked by something. There seemed to be something on the other side of the light, and because it was a little far away, he could not see it clearly.
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