Chapter 146 (1/2)

This is an old stairwell. It's an old house in the 1980s. Each staircase has two doors, one on the left and one on the right, with the staircase number written in the middle. Because there was no light, Luo Jian turned his umbrella into a lamp, a dark fire lamp shining with ice blue light. He raised the lamp and let the light illuminate the brand number of the stairwell. There was a prototype sign on it, which said the first floor of the lower floor.

”The first basement floor?” Luo Jian pulled at the corner of her mouth. Then he moved his lamp and looked at the two doors nearby.

The door on the left is red and the door on the right is black.

”It means there is no door to open.” Luo Jian said to herself. He thought of the note that the red door should not be touched and the black door should not be opened. In this case, what is the significance of these doors here?

Both doors were very old wooden doors, with many rotten cracks and moss on them. Luo Jian seemed to be able to see the inside of the door through the cracks in the door, but it was dark inside, as if there was nothing in it.

Luo Jian can't help but be curious. He raises his own light. He squats in front of the black door and looks inside through the crack of the door. There is little light that can penetrate into it. The darkness inside the door seems to be shaking. Luo Jian seems to be able to hear some strange sounds from the crack of the door, just like the wind passing through the crack of the door, and the wind is howling.

But in fact, she didn't feel the wind.

Just when Luo Jian was disappointed and wanted to move his eyes away, he suddenly had a new discovery. There seemed to be something in the crack of the door. He saw it. This made Luo Jian focus on the darkness inside the crack. Then, Luo Jian seemed to see something in the dark came and squatted in front of the black door like him. They were only separated by a door.

Then the wonderful thing behind the door squatted down and looked at Luo Jian through the crack of the door.

Luo Jian only saw a pair of pale eyes, no black pupil, just a pair of white pupil, mixed with bloodshot eyes, on the other side of the door, looking at Luo Jian.

Luo Jian doesn't feel afraid. Maybe ordinary people will immediately retreat when they suddenly see these eyes, but for Luo Jian, he has already thrown away the fear. He has been in the Shura for ten years. He has seen many players or monsters who use strange means. Some guys use ”fear” as a weapon.

Luo Jian just squatted there and looked at the eyes. He waited for the owner of these eyes to have the next move. Sure enough, it seemed that because of Luo Jian's unexpected reaction, the other side began to hit the door hard, and the black door banged.

But the black, broken and rotten black wooden door is still firmly / firmly set up here, and the things inside can't come out and the people outside can't get in.