The fatty also ran outside subconsciously, but due to his position, he was a step slower than most people. Just as he ran out the door, a hand suddenly grabbed him, "Don't run."

It was the doctor's voice.

Immediately afterward, the fatty was pulled back into the bedroom by that hand. With the faint light of the phone screen, the fatty was surprised to find that there were actually two other people in the bedroom besides him and the doctor.

Yao Shunyu, who looked like a delinquent student, and the delicate Lin Qianqian had not left. At this moment, Lin Qianqian, who had been wearing her hair loose, quickly gathered her long hair and tied it up behind her head. Her neat and tidy appearance made her seem like a completely different person.

"The three of you, it seems we're all on the same page." Lin Qianqian blinked her beautiful eyes.

Before her voice fell, Yao Shunyu and Lin Qianqian moved almost simultaneously. Lin Qianqian went straight to the corner. The fatty remembered that Song Keli had crawled out from there not long ago.

Yao Shunyu, on the other hand, bent down and crawled under the bed, grabbing the panicked Song Keli. Their bodies pressed tightly together. "You're lucky to have survived this long, so...it wouldn't hurt to bring me along, right?" Yao Shunyu whispered into Song Keli's ear, in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

At this moment, the fatty suddenly understood. No wonder the doctor had seemed so nonchalant before. It turned out that he had never intended to hide anywhere else. The bedroom was his first choice!

No wonder Song Keli had managed to survive the first four days. At least it showed that he was good at hiding, and the two best spots had already been taken by his teammates.

"Go there."

Following Jiang Cheng's instructions, the two ran to an old-fashioned dressing table. There was a large box there, with a few clothes scattered on top. Tearing off the clothes, Jiang Cheng told the fatty to get inside.

Although the fatty was large, he seemed to have an inexplicable ability to stretch and compress himself, as well as a degree of flexibility. Finally, with Jiang Cheng's help, he managed to squeeze in.

But the lid of the box couldn't be closed no matter what, leaving a large gap. The fatty's two small eyes were just facing the gap, blinking. Jiang Cheng picked up some clothes and threw them on the box to cover it.

At this moment, the sound of hooves was getting closer. They could clearly feel that the thing had entered the house from the courtyard outside, and was now going upstairs along the stairs.

At the same time, there was a strange sound, crisp, like...the sound of iron chains colliding back and forth, and dragging on the steps.

A horse...dragging iron chains?

Because they had never experienced anything like this before, everyone's minds couldn't conjure up an accurate image. In short, the farther away from that thing, the better. Survival was the priority.

There was no time. Jiang Cheng chose the wardrobe, but not the one at the very back, but the one closest to the front. He quickly hid inside, and then closed the door very gently, while turning off his phone.

The bedroom returned to silence.

The sound of hooves grew closer and closer, and the sound of iron chains dragging became clearer and clearer. From outside the door came the "creak—" of doors being pushed open, like notes of impending doom.

Sure enough...the thing outside was looking for someone.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but hold his breath. Time seemed to stretch out infinitely. Finally, the sound of hooves stopped outside the bedroom door. At this moment, the fatty could even hear his own "thump, thump" heartbeat.

"Creak—"

The door opened.

An almost desperate aura rushed in, and the surrounding temperature dropped several degrees in an instant. Everyone didn't dare to move. The fatty gritted his teeth and looked toward the door through the gap, but there was no light in the room. The darkness was as thick as a pool of ink.

"Clop."

"Clop."

"Clatter—"

"Clop."

"Clatter—"

…

The sound of hooves was mixed with the sound of iron chains dragging on the ground. The thing, or perhaps they, had entered. The fatty also heard a faint sound, as if the soles of shoes were rubbing against the ground.

The sound went towards the bed first. After a brief pause, it turned back. The fatty distinguished the sound, and suddenly panicked, because this time, the sound was heading towards the wardrobe.

The doctor was hiding there!

Before the fatty could react, the wardrobe door was pulled open, the sound especially clear in the silent night. The fatty's heart felt like it had been grabbed by a hand.

But a few seconds later, another cabinet door was opened. The things didn't seem to have found the doctor. After a slight pause, they left, but at this moment, no one dared to move.

Recalling the scene just now, the fatty was terrified. The heavy hooves pounded on the ground, and the ground trembled with it.

Although he hadn't seen it clearly, he was sure that it was really a horse, and a jet-black, extraordinarily strong and tall giant horse!

The heavy sound of hooves roamed through the building. Everyone didn't dare to let their guard down. After who knows how long, just as everyone was preparing to wait for dawn with this thing, suddenly, a cell phone ringtone rang abruptly, especially piercing in the night.

The ringtone pointed the way. The sound of hooves galloped away. A door was slammed open with a "bang," followed by a fierce but extremely brief struggle.

After a while, the sound of hooves rang again, but this time, it was going outside. Soon, it left the building, getting farther and farther away, and finally disappeared into the vast night.

After another long while, when there were footsteps in the building, everyone dared to come out of hiding.

After confirming that it was safe, the fatty immediately crawled out of the box, turned on his phone, and ran to the wardrobe where the doctor was hiding. He happened to meet the doctor coming out of the wardrobe. "Are you okay?"

Jiang Cheng casually pointed to the pile of messy clothes under the wardrobe, and explained, "I hid underneath, covered with clothes, so I wasn't found."

"That thing is gone." Yao Shunyu gestured for everyone to look at the bed. The previously panicked Song Keli was now quiet, sitting on the bed with a blank look on his face.

Lin Qianqian's face was gloomy. "You all heard the cell phone ringtone just now, right? I think someone is dead. That thing that came killed someone before leaving."

When they went downstairs, they found the others on the second floor. Everyone was gathered in front of a relatively remote room, their faces not so much sad as confused, and thoughtful.

Seeing Jiang Cheng's gaze, Li Bai lowered his voice: "It's He Ping, he's gone. We only found his cell phone."

The room was relatively messy. Chairs were overturned to one side, and there was a broken vase. There were signs of struggle near the black wooden table, but no blood was found at the scene.

From the remaining traces, it could be inferred that He Ping had been hiding under this table before, but because his cell phone suddenly rang, exposing him, he was found by that thing.