Chapter 156: Blocked Sewer

Jiang Luo has no means of defense at the moment, and when an ordinary human is faced with something as bizarre as this, the only way out seems to be through the door.

He turned his head toward the door.

The man outside the door, as if he knew what he was thinking, had stopped knocking and appeared to have gone away. But Jiang Luo felt that the silence outside the door was more of a trap to tempt him to open it, and he cautiously walked to the door and looked out through the cat's eye again.

It was still dark outside.

It's a bit of a reach for the dark.

With the phone ringing so loudly inside the door, the sound-activated lights in the corridor should have been stimulated to light up, and it shouldn't be so dark.

Jiang Luo left the door, standing between the door and the bed.

There's danger outside the door, and there's danger under the bed. But the thing under the bed was only filming him to warn Jiang Luo to open the door. Comparing the two, the thing outside the door would be more dangerous.

Jiang Luo is not ready to go out.

He looked at the clock on the wall, it was now five-thirteen, forty-seven minutes until his "husband" returned.

But is his "husband" a man or a ghost?

Jiang Luo glanced into the restroom, wondering if he could hide in the toilet to stall for time.

But as he did so, he saw a small black dot appear in the mirror that had shattered into several pieces, and in the ghastly white light, that small black dot seemed to be something that existed in the mirror.

Jiang Luo checked if he was wrong, he closed his eyes and concentrated on squinting into the mirror. The black spot became a little bigger, this time Jiang Luo could see it clearly, it was clearly a human figure.

Jiang Luo: "......"

So there's a thing hidden inside the mirror too?

The thing would still slowly approach the mirror, and if it waited until it was big enough, would it break through and climb out?

Well, the restroom's off limits now, too.

Jiang Luo quickly stepped forward with no expression on his face, closed the door of the toilet with force, and locked it hard.

After this, the cell phone he was holding vibrated again. Jiang Luo opened it and saw that it was still an unread message.

It is still a photo of him closing the door to the restroom, this time at a closer angle to Jiang Luo. The caption at the bottom still reads: "Open the door! Open the door!

Jiang Luo even regretted calling the receptionist a little, he sighed, exited the text message, found his cell phone camera, and after turning on the flash mode, he carefully poked the head of the phone out from under the doorway.

After taking a quick picture, Jiang Luo quickly retrieved his cell phone. He opened the album, the album update of this phone was a bit laggy, after two seconds, the photo he just took was refreshed.

The photo shows a man posted on Jiang Luo's door in a brightly lit hallway. But he lowers his head and looks curiously at Jiang Luo's cell phone. His head is strangely elongated to a frightening length, bent from his neck and stuck to the phone on the floor, his face occupies two-thirds of the shot, and his eyes are staring intently at the camera, as if he can stare through it at Jiang Luo.

The man's eyes were all black, without a single whiteness.

Jiang Luo instantly realized that what he had just seen lying on the cat's eye was not the darkness of the corridor, but the eyes of this person.

Goosebumps suddenly rose all over the body, electric current-like sensation flowed from the tailbone to the scalp, Jiang Luo in the instinctive trembling after, but the corner of the mouth picked up, "can be really exciting ah ......"

He turned back to the clock once more; it was half past five.

You can't go outside, and you can't stay inside for long. When you look at it like this, it looks like you've been forced into a dead end.

No one can be sure whether this unnamed "husband" will put Jiang Luo in greater danger or help him out of his dilemma.

It's still up to you.

Jiang Luo only has a cell phone to operate, he opened the class group, in a few people to choose, picked the best scam Lu Youyi, dialed over the video phone.

I hope the fake Lu Youyi here is as good as the real one, Jiang Luo thought.

The video soon connected, Lu Youyi's surprised face filled the whole cell phone screen, he did not know what he was doing, there were some dripping water sounds, after seeing Jiang Luo is like seeing relatives, "Oooooooooo Jiang Luo I dreamed of you? This dream is too real!"

There was no difference in his looks, and his expression could not be seen. Jiang Luo carefully and slowly surveyed his expression, "What are you doing?"

"I'm poking the drain," the phone shook and the camera focused on the drain in the toilet, Lu Youyi's depressing voice came from off-camera, "As soon as I woke up I found myself in a hotel, and before I could react, I realized that the house was full of water. The water in my room was up to my ankles, and the smell, don't even mention it, stank me to death."

He shone the camera around the room, a layer of stained water had pooled on the tiles and a few long strands of hair were floating on the water.

Jiang Luo asked, "Why do you have long hair there?"

"Speaking of this I am angry," the camera appeared Lu Youyi's face, his face green, can be seen is trying to hold his breath, "I this house sewer is blocked, I just woke up, found a piece of paper on the bedside table, it says that if I don't put the sewer to pass will be This dream also threatened me in turn, of course, I'm not afraid of this threat, but you know what ...... cough cough, I'm afraid of the dark, in case this room gives me a power outage I'll be dead, so it's better to obediently put the sewer to pass it."

He couldn't stop talking, but suddenly sighed, ''Alas, what am I doing talking to a person in your dream, you don't understand. But never mind, it's kinda nice to have some company. Ah, back to the topic, I realized earlier that the reason why my drain is clogged is because there are hairs upstairs that are all washed up to me, these are the hairs you see."

Lu Youyi pointed to the clothes prop he was holding in his right hand, which he was holding to hook clumps of hair in the sewer, "I pulled out a lot of black hair. Before you called, I didn't hold back and ran upstairs to my room to tell them to stop flushing filth down the drain. They were all pretty nice and nodded their heads in agreement immediately after hearing that."

Lu Youyi looked so real, and mentioned that this was a "dream", that Jiang Luo couldn't tell if he was real or not. His brows furrowed as he probed, "Lu Youyi, what are you most afraid of doing with Ye Xun?"

Lu Youyi shivered, "It's really a dream that can't escape this terrible spell ...... I'm most afraid of shopping with him!"

"Ye Xun the choosy one," his expression agonized, "shopping with him is an ordeal."

This Lu Youyi, seems to be a real person.

Jiang Luo was a bit hesitant, and at that moment, he saw something wrong with a ball of hair inside the camera.

"Wait, look what else is inside the strands of hair."

"What can it be?" Lu Youyi fiddled with his long hair a few times with his shirt, and a nail plate emerged from the hair strands, he let out an "eek", "Is this a girl's nail? How did this get in here?"

He fiddled a bit more and once again found a thin white female finger in the strands of hair.

Lu Youyi: "......"

He froze, his voice shifting, "Grass?!"

Jiang Luo felt that he was in a bit of a bad situation, "You said that the hair was washed down from upstairs, and you specifically went upstairs to find them?"

"Yeah," Lu Youyi went all cold and a little weak in the knees, "They're a middle-aged couple."

Jiang Luo was silent for a moment, "They're most likely shredding their way down, but now, they know you found out the secret."

Lu Youyi's scalp was numb, he didn't even dare to stay in the toilet anymore, he turned around and ran out, "Crap crap crap crap crap! What about this! They won't come to kill me!!!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, there was a knock on the door of Lu Youyi's room.

He almost jumped when Jiang Luo warned, "Keep your voice down and walk over to check it out, don't open the door."

Lu Youyi gulped and walked to the door to look out. The middle-aged couple from upstairs that he had just visited were standing outside his door. The shadows cast ghastly dark colors on their faces, and they were both smiling, smiling warmly, but with their hands behind their backs, unsure of what they were holding.

"Little brother?" The man said, "Open up, we're here to apologize to you."

The woman smiled kindly, "Yeah, we'll clean up after you."

Lu Youyi, however, always felt that the hand behind his back was holding a kitchen knife ready to cut him.

He stiffened and backed up until he reached the edge of the bed before whispering to Jiang Luo on his cell phone, "It's really that couple, it's over, I'm going to die, does it hurt to die in a dream? Grass, this dream is also too scary!"

Jiang Luo sidled his head as the door to his room was knocked on again, "Knock, knock, knock," a deadpan and regular sound. He sighed, and Lu Youyi said, "We're really hard to get along with."