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Without stopping for the howling of the wax figure Zhu San, Jiang You looked at her hands, which turned dark in the red flames, making constant "sizzling" sounds, and bubbles rising up one after another. Her movements remained unchanged.

The smell of roasting meat came from the stairwell on the third floor.

"Don't you have questions to ask me? Just ask me and I'll tell you everything you know. Stop it! It hurts so much!"

Jiang You raised her eyes and met one of the exposed eyes of the wax figure. She kept moving and asked, "You want to kill me?"

The eyes of the wax figure rolled, and a flattering smile appeared on half of the movable face, saying: "Hey, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding! I didn't mean it! After becoming a wax figure, I can't completely control it. My own body.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Jiang You take away the burning torch in his hand.

No longer roasted by the fire, the corners of the wax figure Zhu San's eyes relaxed.

Jiang You lowered his eyes, looked at the solidified white wax liquid on the ground, and said, "So that's what happened. It was all an accident. I know."

"Yes, yes, I'm much more awake now, and I won't do the same thing again. Don't worry, as long as you take away that beam of light, I will let you go as soon as I resume action." The wax figure breathed a sigh of relief. , promised Jiang You.

But the wax figure did not wait until the light of the flashlight locked on him moved away. Instead, in the next second, he saw Jiang You holding the handle of the torch and tapping his fingers, which had turned black to charcoal, with his backhand.

"Kaka..."

A small voice echoed in the quiet stairwell.

In an instant, the wax figure's pitch-black fingers shattered, and as Jiang You struck, pieces of broken fingers fell to the steps.

A pitch-black bone fell at Jiang You's feet. She moved a little and happened to step on the pitch-black bone on the steps.

Rubbing his toes on the ground, Jiang You quickly moved away. All that was left on the steps was black scum.

The movable eye of the wax figure suddenly opened wide, and the exposed hands disappeared directly from the wrist, and its existence could no longer be felt, which made his cry of pain disappear in an instant.

Seeing the burning torch in Jiang You's hand approaching again, the wax figure's mouth opened and closed rapidly.

"This space is no longer the floor you were on before. If you kill me, you will be trapped here forever and will not be able to get out until you die!"

Jiang You was unmoved when the menacing and threatening words reached his ears.

She had seen the broken light bulb above her head, and it had exactly the same crack marks as the light bulb she shot, so there was no possibility that the space had changed. Although she failed to walk out successfully, Jiang You could be sure that the space she was in had not changed. This was the stairwell on the third floor of the dormitory building.

Jiang You tilted the torch, and the black sleeves on the wax statue's wrists turned into ashes after being roasted for a while.

The falling dust floated forward, Jiang You stepped aside a little to prevent it from falling on him.

She raised her eyes and rolled her eyes at the wax figure, and asked: "Who said I was going to kill you? Can't you still talk? Dead people can't talk. I just accidentally slipped my hand. You know, this is all Accident."

Although he was talking about surprise, Jiang You's men did not stop because of this. As the sleeves turned into fly ash, the wax figure's forearms were exposed to the flames.

The red flame jumper, the wax figure's forearms gradually shrank, and the hair on the arms lit up clusters of small flames, crackling.

Ever since she took out the burning torch, Jiang You no longer felt the cold air in the stairwell, and her body had recovered from the freezing state.

The torch that originally had twenty minutes left to burn now showed seventeen minutes remaining. In addition to walking up the stairs several times before, she should have wasted almost five minutes here.

Although Jiang You didn't care much about the threat from the wax figure.

But as an intern who had just entered the Wonderful Toy Factory, according to Director Yang's previous words, she needed to go to the eighth floor. The dormitory manager on the eighth floor was still waiting, so it was really not suitable to stay here for too long.

If you waste too much time, leave a bad impression on the dormitory manager on the eighth floor, and affect your subsequent life in the dormitory, it's not worth it.

Jiang You looked at the distorted facial features of the wax figure and took the burning torch away a little.

Looking at the wax figure's eyebrows that instantly stretched, she asked: "What will happen if the wax on your body sticks to it?"

Looking at the torch between the two of them that seemed to be burning more and more and would not go out at all, the wax statue's lips moved.

But before he could say what he was about to say, he heard Jiang You continue to say: "People who are stuck by the wax liquid will turn into wax figures like you, right?"

Feeling the flames that would burn his body again if he got even one millimeter closer, the wax figure said: "Yes."

Under Jiang You's eyes, he slowly said: "After I noticed someone entering here, the instinct of the wax figure urged me to get closer to the person and make you like me, but the light you carry It also made me afraid to get close, so I could only follow you, leaving you trapped here and unable to get out smoothly."

Jiang You nodded. Her previous thoughts were recognized by the original wax figure. It was indeed because of the light of the flashlight that the wax figure did not get closer.

Thinking of the intern Zhu San who should have gone to the eighth floor smoothly, Jiang You asked the wax figure: "Do you still remember who you are?"

The wax figure's eyes wandered, and he spoke with a slight hesitation, tentatively saying: "Zhu San? This is the name you called me when you first saw me. This should be my name, right?"

Looking at the reaction of the wax figure Zhu San, Jiang You felt that it was unlikely that he was Zhu San, but she did not deny the guess of the wax figure Zhu San.

"Maybe, then do you remember how you turned into a wax figure?"

The human body is wrapped under the shell of the wax figure Zhu San. This is definitely not a formal way to make a wax figure.

This question made the wax figure Zhu San fall into thinking, and his eyes became blank: "I don't know, my memory was in the cold and dark stairwell from the beginning. I only knew that I had to use the wax liquid on my body to infect the package to get here. people and make new wax figures.”

Jiang You was a little prepared for the wax figure Zhu San's confused answer. She was not overly surprised and asked again: "How do I get out?"

Speaking of this, the wax figure Zhu San was no longer at a loss. He said: "As long as you stay away from me, after the distance is widened, you will no longer be affected by me, and you can successfully walk out of here. Now take away that beam of light." , I will run far away immediately and never appear in front of you again!"

Jiang You's hand holding the burning torch kept moving in one movement. Her wrist was a little stiff and painful. Listening to the voice on the other side, she moved her painful wrist slightly, and the burning torch flickered in front of the wax figure Zhu San.

Wax figure Zhu San's voice suddenly rose: "This time it's true! I didn't lie to you!"

Seeing the wax figure Zhu San who was almost caught on fire again, Jiang You blinked and put the burning torch in her hand into the game package. She smiled at the wax figure Zhu San and explained: "It was all an accident."

In the game package, the remaining time of "Burning Torch" no longer decreases and stops at sixteen minutes.

Instead of moving the flashlight away as the wax figure Zhu San said, Jiang You let the beam of light still shine on the wax figure Zhu San. Looking at the still wax figure, she walked backwards towards the stairs.

After retreating eleven steps, the low temperature surrounding the stairwell disappeared directly, and the figure of the wax figure Zhu San remained motionless under the light of the flashlight.

After counting enough steps, dim lights appeared in the stairwell. Jiang You turned around and saw the floor number with "4" written on it.

There were no accidents on the remaining floors. Jiang You successfully climbed to the eighth floor amidst the flickering lights.