Chapter 390: Strange Tang Building

Gu Xingjian's reputation is no less than Li Yi's, and he is recognized as the second-in-command of the ten branches.

Ji Li, who knows almost nothing about the ten store managers, naturally does not know Gu Xingjian's personality and ability.

It was just the amazing opening that gave Ji Li a great sense of oppression.

But for some reason, although Gu Xingjian had a very kind smile from beginning to end, Ji Li felt very uncomfortable when he was looked at by him.

Compared with Li Yi, who was straightforward and disdained to use conspiracy and tricks, Gu Xingjian gave him the feeling of a poisonous snake, although he never showed his fangs.

Ji Li had no reason to refuse Gu Xingjian's invitation. After all, he didn't know what the store manager's mission was until now.

The two began to walk side by side towards the shattered door, from the wind and rain into the darkness.

Because it was daytime, the lights were not turned on inside the building, and the dim sunlight squeezed in here. There was no difference between the corridor and the night.

Ji Li walked up step by step, always paying attention to the surrounding environment.

This is a standard old Hong Kong-style building. The corridor is in a dilapidated state. The original paint of the handrail has been basically polished off, revealing the rusty black surface. It feels weird to touch.

The steps are not cement, but white tiles. This layout, which originally looked very neat, has become extremely dirty due to the cracking and disappearance of large areas of tiles.

Ji Li stepped on the steps and found that the platform area of ​​each floor was very small, and there were a lot of daily necessities and garbage bags piled up.

There were not many flies in this weather, but the smell was unpleasant after all, making the already narrow corridor even more crowded.

"As you can see, this is a Hong Kong-style tenement building.

The whole building has 18 floors, and each floor is crowded with 25 households. The distance between the doors is very close from the outside, and the neighbors can hear every little movement.

I really can't figure out how they can survive here. Isn't it that there is no secret at all."

Gu Xingjian went upstairs while talking to Ji Li who was looking around about the basic situation of the building.

Ji Li nodded silently. When he reached the fourth floor, he looked towards the slightly dark corridor. It was just as Gu Xingjian said.

On this corridor of dozens of meters, there were countless carpets placed at the door. Many shoes, shoe cabinets and daily garbage were blocked at their respective doors. There was also a dark red cabinet at the end of the opposite wall.

In general, bicycles, wardrobes, shoe racks, garbage, and even bathtubs were piled in the corridors of each floor, making the already cramped environment even more chaotic.

When he reached the tenth floor, Ji Li found that the door of a family was open, and a dark red light was shining from inside.

"What is that?"

Gu Xingjian looked in the direction Ji Li pointed, and then said with a smile:

"Have you heard of a witch?"

"Oh? Do you mean that the family on the tenth floor lives in a witch?"

Ji Li frowned. He knew that this tenement building was the place where the store manager was on a mission, so the appearance of a witch was not a good sign.

Gu Xingjian nodded, but a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, but he still responded seriously.

"The witch at 1013 is called Old Lady Hu. It is said that she has been a witch for fifty years and is very famous in this area. You can see that she still has business coming to her on a rainy day."

Ji Li hesitated for a moment. He didn't know if this Old Lady Hu was the kind of witch he thought she was, but Gu Xingjian didn't seem to be joking.

"Is this reasonable?"

"It's indeed unreasonable, but I have to say that she does have some skills."

Gu Xingjian's footsteps did not stop. It was obvious that he was not very interested in Old Lady Hu, so he added: "But not much."

Ji Li slowed down. If Gu Xingjian could say such a thing, then this Old Lady Hu was probably not an ordinary character.

When he left the tenth floor, he casually glanced down again, but he saw half a face suddenly appear at the edge of the tenth floor corridor!

That half face looked like a woman, but it was a bald head.

The other half of the face was blocked by the wall. The dark eyes on the face without eyebrows and hair were round and full of bloodshot.

The corners of her mouth were down as if she was crying, but there was no sound, and she watched him leave.

Ji Li was not frightened, but he didn't know whether the woman was a human or a ghost. However, it was even more strange that there was such a strange existence on the tenth floor with a witch.

He silently remembered the weirdness of the tenth floor in his heart and continued to go up.

When he came to the twelfth floor, he heard a more chaotic situation.

Below the twelfth floor, there was almost no sound, as if all the residents did not exist.

But here, Ji Li first heard a roar, a man was roaring at the top of his lungs, followed by the fierce sound of pots and pans being smashed.

There was also a faint sound of a woman sobbing and wailing.

Gu Xingjian did not stop, walked straight up, and did not look back:

"There is a young couple living in 1203, and the husband abuses his wife every day, three times a day on time."

On the thirteenth floor, the pushing sound of mahjong tiles resounded throughout the floor, and the sound was very loud, alternating with the sound of domestic violence below.

Ji Li looked around and saw three mahjong tables at the end of the corridor on the thirteenth floor. A dozen residents of different appearances were crowded together. It was obvious that the entire floor had become a chess and card room.

The smell of cigarettes, alcohol, and sweat lingered in the air. Ji Li took a look and left quickly.

The fourteenth floor... was even more special.

This corridor was covered with white banners, white wreaths, and even at the end of the corridor was a simple miniature mourning hall.

The door of the innermost room on the fourteenth floor was open, revealing a black square object.

"The child of family 1424 died, and the coffin has been there for a year and a half. There has been a coffin there since I first came here."

Gu Xingjian's words made Ji Li feel the weirdness of this building again, and he couldn't help asking:

"Are you sure there is still a body inside?"

Hearing this question, Gu Xingjian showed his signature smile again, turned his head and said something meaningful:

"Do you think these weirdness are still important?"

Ji Li remained silent and continued to go up. He just saw another wonder of this building.

Before he reached the fifteenth floor, he heard the sound of women laughing and men groaning one after another. In broad daylight, no resident on the entire fifteenth floor opened the door.

The lights inside were so dim that they were even comparable to the witch Hu Laotai on the tenth floor, except that a pink cloth strip was hung on the door of each household here.

The fifteenth floor is a red-light district...

The strange look on Ji Li's face became more and more intense. The fourteenth floor was used to store coffins, and the fifteenth floor was used to sell silver. Such a situation, with only one floor between them, was really unexpected.

The situation in this building was far beyond his imagination. Logically, as a mission site, there shouldn't be so many factors, and there shouldn't even be so many living people.

He had guessed that there was so much garbage when he came up from the lower ten floors, but he didn't expect that the situation on the upper eight floors would be so complicated.

Among the many weird things, what would the final mission site look like?

Until Gu Xingjian finally stopped, he looked at the corridor on this floor and said softly:

"We're here."

Ji Li looked at it and saw a door reflected in his eyes. There was only one door on this floor.

The curtain made of a string of cans at the door swayed gently in the breeze, making a crisp and strange sound.

On the red carpet, there was a copper incense burner unreasonably blocking the main entrance, with three sticks of incense inserted on it.

Wisps of green smoke rose up and slowly drifted away. What Ji Li saw was the eighteenth floor.