Compared to the increasingly trembling door in front of him, Jiang Mian subconsciously tends to be in the direction behind him.

Turning his head and taking a deep look at the human-shaped shadow that was twisting quickly.

Got it out-

He immediately turned around and ran into the bedroom, ignoring the abnormality on the ceiling above his head, then took out the two quilts on the bed and in the cabinet from the quilt cover, rubbed them together, and then picked them up and threw them out from the windowsill.

Two quilts fell steadily on the ground, forming an irregular soft clump.

Then Jiang Mian immediately took out the belt, blanket and clothes with suitable fabrics in the wardrobe.

Although he was wearing casual clothes and no buckles that could be used to tie a belt, Jiang Mian still tied multiple belts directly around his waist and wrapped them into several buckle rings.

Then the rest of the blankets, clothes and bed sheets and quilt covers were wrapped together into a long rope about twelve or thirteen meters long, which was very simple but still reliable.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang--"

The sound of impact outside the room continued, and the old door seemed to be about to reach its limit.

Seeing this, Jiang Mian immediately tied the long rope to the pillar of the windowsill, and passed the other end through the belt buckle around his waist, forming an extremely simple mountaineering rope, then carefully threw it down and climbed out of the windowsill.

Before he began to slide down, he glanced at the ceiling at the top of the room. The human shadow was still twisting around, without any other reaction.

Then Jiang Mian grabbed the long rope tightly and began to slowly slide downwards, moving his body bit by bit like step by step.

"The eighth floor...this is the eighth floor...that quilt is completely a kind of comforting effect..."

Jiang Mian, who was already afraid of heights, did not dare to look down while sliding, but while he was mumbling, he did not dare to slack off his hands and feet and tightly grasping movements.

Because he knew that on the windowsill not far above, strange human faces might appear at any time, surrounded by night, staring at him with a blank expression.

Just like a pregnant woman crossing a single-plank bridge, Jiang Mian still slipped the rope to the end without any danger.

I looked below and saw that it was already a windowsill on the fifth floor.

Jiang Mian, who had no ropes available, immediately climbed into the balcony of a house on the fifth floor through the open window, and prayed that there would be no one else inside.

Or, it is other "people".

It seems that he has received the favor of the goddess of luck. There is indeed no one in the room, and even the door of this household is open.

Jiang Mian then recalled the crowded scene he saw not long ago when he opened the door.

"It seems... the whole building is already surrounded by my doorstep..."

Jiang Mian was a little scared, but fortunately he didn't choose to wait in place or break through from the front, otherwise the scene at this moment would be very tragic.

But after all, the bet was right, and the shadow of the human figure did not suddenly change during the preparation process.

After roughly exploring the nearby area and confirming that there should be no one around, Jiang Mian immediately walked out of the house, and ran into the fire passage on one side, and then rushed out of the apartment along the stairs.

After a brief sense of at a loss, Jiang Mian, who reacted, took out his cell phone.

The battery of the mobile phone was not too much due to watching movies for a long time, but it was definitely enough to make a phone call. Jiang Mian called the police.

During the communication with the service desk operator, Jiang Mian only stated that a relatively abnormal group attack and door blocking occurred at the door of Room 802 where he lived.

At this moment, he had successfully escaped from the balcony through a homemade rope. When the police mentioned that he was asked to go to the bureau to record his confession, he temporarily delayed on the grounds that "he was hit during the slide, and he needed to go to the hospital first."

He did not mention those strange encounters. After all, if he had fully revealed them at this time, he would likely be ignored because of his questioning mental problems.

As for going to the police station now, it is even more unavailable.

Jiang Mian knew very well that at this time, he must ensure that he had relatively good mobility.

Among the film and television works he has read or viewed, those who stay in fixed locations generally do not end well.

Even if it is just temporarily staying in a situation that is absolutely safe in ordinary people's impression.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Mian realized that aimless wandering was wasting his physical strength while meaninglessly deciding to find a place to rest and sort out the whole thing.

Then, he set his sights on an abandoned park in his memory that was a little distance away but could still be reached on foot.

At midnight, it is almost impossible for anyone else to exist there.

Although the fear in his heart has not yet dissipated, what Jiang Mian doesn't want to see the least at this moment...

Still a human being.

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Lin Sheng sat on the lift chair in front of the mirror, quietly watching his lips and chin gradually become smooth and new in the hands of a pair of strange women.

"How is the situation in Lao Nest in the past few years?"

In his spare time, he thought for a while and asked the two people behind him.

"Not very good, I've told you before."

Nan Mingyuan, behind him, seemed helpless and replied:

"The number of multi-person and overturned dream events has increased significantly, and the frequent occurrence of real events has led to a rapid increase in the rate of staff reduction."

"And there are many forces hiding in the dark that are constantly suppressing us, especially in the past few years when you are away, a group called the Mirror Club suddenly appeared, with records of attacking our internal personnel many times."

"It can be said... it is already an internal and external trouble now."

"Yes, Brother Sheng, several very powerful seniors disappeared for no reason, and they all had equipment together, but there were no clues found on the nest. I still don't know whether they were missing on their own initiative or forced to disappear."

Gu Yuehu also nodded, his tone very resentful.

As the last piece of foam on his face was gently shaved, Lin Sheng's original messy stubble disappeared completely.

Looking up slightly, Lin Sheng looked at the woman who was responsible for trimming her instrument. The latter seemed attentive and began to sort out and trim his messy hairstyle after finishing his shave.

"Please hurry up."

"OK."

While waiting, Lin Sheng kept sliding on the tablet device in his hand. Looking at the archives updated in the years in the database, he couldn't help but think about what he was always confused about.

What exactly is Morpheus?

Judging from the information shown in the archive, Morpheus is a "ghost" that is parasitic in consciousness.

The reason why it is called a "ghost" is because in the event, it is a statement that makes it easier for others to understand and does not require more energy and time to explain.

Some of them will use supernatural rumors that are rarely known or widely circulated in reality as their carriers, and some will be the biggest shadow in the hearts of the mothers, and some of them will be the very few of the individuals who cannot discover the origin, and will also show the ability to create an overview of the world in dreams.

During the brief period of thinking, the women around them had completed all the instrument trimming work.

After quickly sorting out the utensils used for this work, she only said "It's over, please give me a try", and immediately turned around and left the room.

Lin Sheng didn't mind this.
Chapter completed!