The gray fog in the Dead Building Community poured into Building No. 4 with a thick sense of death. The windows healed far less quickly than the evil spirits destroyed them.
The residents in the building have never encountered such a situation. There have been fierce ghosts and evil spirits fighting in the building before, such as the fight between the jumping ghost and the female anchor, but no matter how fierce the trouble was, they never went to the building itself.
If the building collapses, it will not benefit anyone. Everyone is fighting, not committing suicide.
But this new wandering soul is different. He regards the rules of the Death Building as nothing, and comes up with a strategy of perish together. Moreover, even if he dies, he also wants to drag everyone in the building to be buried with him!
This ruthless style directly convinced the male students to believe what Han Fei said. It is estimated that only such a terrifying person can do the things Han Fei said before.
The madness and hysteria displayed by evil spirits are far beyond ordinary people's imagination, and many ghosts cannot understand them.
Originally, none of the friends in the homeowners' mutual aid group took Han Fei's words seriously, and some people went out specifically to check, until layers of glass windows shattered and singing with endless murderous intent rang in everyone's ears.
, they panicked!
Standing next to the window, Han Fei watched the big battle caused by the evil soul. Now he began to worry about how to control the other party.
The gray fog in the entire community began to gather in Building 4. Outside the window, it seemed like a deep sea, and the singing sound was like a giant sea monster hidden in the darkness, constantly hitting the building.
"When the butterfly comes back, it will probably find itself an orphan."
Han Fei was not joking. Song Sheng keenly discovered that there was a force cooperating with him in the Death Building. This indescribable existence concentrated its power to attack the place where the gray mist poured in, and wanted to follow the gray mist into the Death Building.
It's a good idea, but it just can't break through the last layer of defense.
The indescribable existence has spent several nights outside the dead building. Its murderous intention and unventilable anger towards Han Fei in its heart have completely boiled. It has decided to completely destroy this community and let its curse fill every room.
a piece of land.
The singing became shrill and shrill, as if crying for blood!
The sorrow and music in the building were instantly suppressed, and a huge shadow vaguely emerged in the gray fog. It seemed to be the unspeakable song, and its entire body was about to squeeze into the dead building!
It cannot be said that it is an existence that is more terrifying than hatred. When it breaks through with all its strength, it is difficult for the dead building to stop it, plus there are evil souls inside and outside.
The whole building was crumbling, with tiny cracks appearing on the walls. When it seemed like it would collapse in the next second, several times the amount of gray fog suddenly appeared from under the dead building!
The death intention contained in these mist is even stronger, and it is almost turning black.
Ordinary people, let alone entering the black mist, would be affected by murderous intent and become insane just by looking at the mist.
The gray mist pouring out from below the dead building is like an earth tide, trying its best to block the singing. Even with the cooperation of evil spirits, the singing seems to be unable to enter the dead building in a short time.
"Why is there so much death energy under the dead building? Is there a big grave under the dead building? Whose body would be buried there?" Han Fei was shocked by his thoughts. Ordinary corpse pits can't even gather them.
It is difficult to produce such a pure will to die. He suspected that what was buried under the death building was not a pile of corpses, but a "special" corpse.
"Is it Fu Sheng's body?"
Han Fei couldn't be sure. He only knew that the secret of the Dead Building was hidden underground.
"Maybe I can take this opportunity to take the elevator and take a look underground."
The sound of breaking glass continued to sound. The old ghost influenced by the evil soul became the most terrifying and cunning existence in the dead building. He could not catch up or defeat him. He was simply lawless.
"Let's hide first. At this rate, your evil spirit will probably enter this room soon." The male student stared at Han Fei's community security uniform and touched the cracks on the wall. He found that he was really
It's because the layout has become smaller. What he was worried about at first was that Han Fei might kill all the owners of the community, but now he realized that they were planning to destroy the buildings together!
"I guess I can't hide by hiding. He is so close to me, he will definitely be able to feel my presence." Han Fei looked at the male student sincerely: "Classmate, what are the chances of you fighting against the old ghost on the 23rd floor?
Chances of winning?”
"There is no chance of winning, not at all." The male student was really scared. He had only known the man in front of him for less than half an hour, and now he was already on the verge of life and death.
"Then you'd better run away with me, take Laisheng and Yinghuo with you, and we'll go underground." Han Fei didn't just make this decision on a whim. Laisheng's father is a soul chaser himself, so he should be careful
I know better about the underground.
While Han Fei was discussing countermeasures with the male student, the sound of shattering glass suddenly stopped.
"It seems to have stopped on the thirteenth floor? Are there scary ghosts living there?" The evil spirit will not smash all the glass in all the rooms on each floor. He will be picky and picky. What he pursues is efficiency.
Try to tear out the largest gap in the dead building in the shortest possible time.
"No?" The male student was a little confused: "Then we don't have to leave?"
"Don't put your life in other people's hands. Come downstairs with me first." Han Fei and the male student led Yinghuo and Laisheng out of the room. At this time, the funeral procession of paper figures could no longer care about them.
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"It's over, it's over, the sound of breaking glass is about to reach our floor! We are really dead this time!"
On the thirteenth floor, in room 4134, two men and one woman huddled behind the sofa. They were the woman who was rescued by Han Fei in the closet world, Feng Ziyu's unlucky neighbor, and the dead building security guard named Huoiran.
"I can't escape the first grade of junior high school, but I can't escape the fifteenth grade. I didn't expect that I would still die in this damn place!" Feng Ziyu's neighbor is a fat uncle. When Butterfly was catching Feng Ziyu, he ran to Feng Ziyu because of the too much noise.
The place where Ziyu lived was treated as rubbish by Butterfly and thrown into the cupboard world.
"Men don't shed tears easily. Why do you, a grown-up man, cry every day? It's so annoying!" The oiran was wearing the only clean security uniform. He was fully armed, holding a bright flashlight and a rubber baton.
"How about we escape?" The middle-aged man got up from the ground.
"Bai Sinian said, let us wait for him here." The woman who had been silent finally said: "He will come back, and he also said that he would help me find the lost children. Also, do you think that the laughter and laughter outside
Is Bai Si Nian similar to him?"
The oiran and the middle-aged uncle were both so panicked that they did not listen carefully to the woman's words.
The woman stopped talking and kept looking at the photo in her palm. In the photo was her son, cute and innocent, wearing a bear pajamas.
"Both of you, be quiet! It seems like something is coming!" The security guard was very nervous. He stared out the window. The fourteenth-floor window above his head had been smashed, and the whistling wind poured directly into the building.
"It's our turn..."
There was a strange sound in the corridor, as if countless hands and feet were crawling on the ceiling at the same time. The most terrifying thing was that the sound suddenly stopped when it passed room 4134!
The three survivors looked at each other with fear in their eyes. They did not dare to make any sound and prayed that the things outside the door would leave quickly.
Perhaps some evil god heard their wishes. After a few seconds of calm, fine black blood streaks began to appear on the security door, and the smelly black blood seeped into the house along the cracks in the door.
"Bang!"
The locked door was violently smashed open, and crazy laughter sounded outside.
Heads protruded from the back, and two blood-stained arms smashed through the door. The slender fingers were like poisonous snakes with eyes. Countless curses swept away the security uniforms piled up in the living room and went straight to the back of the sofa.
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There is a huge disparity in strength. The three people in room 4134 are not even qualified to hide in front of the old ghost.
The majestic and exaggerated Yin Qi directly pressed down on them. The three people behind the sofa probably couldn't feel the pain caused by the curse, and they would be directly crushed into pieces and their souls would fly away.
"You two jump out of the window quickly! Follow the pipe to other floors!" The oiran acted very generously at this time. He grabbed his baton and stood in front of the woman.
The middle-aged man and the woman ran backwards, but they could not open the window in the dead building that contained the seal and the death curse.
"There must be a special reason why such a weak ghost can survive." A human face on the old ghost's back opened his eyes. The face looked almost the same as Han Fei's, except that the eyebrows were full of stern expressions.
Evil spirit, the corners of his mouth were filled with madness.
The evil spirit was very smart. He saw what was hidden in the oiran's body, and instead of crushing him to death with yin energy, he wanted to put the death curse on the old ghost into his body.
Success is certainly a good thing, but failure will not cause you any loss.
The death curse dragged the oiran behind him like a rope, and the oiran also saw the faces on the old ghost's spine.
"It's you! Bai Missian!"
When the oiran was about to faint from fright, he suddenly saw Han Fei's face. He couldn't believe it was true!
"Damn it! I haven't seen you for a few nights, and you've become so big!"
The evil soul glanced at the oiran with evil eyes, and he instantly realized something: "Some accidents occurred while I was integrating with my family, and I forgot some of my memories. Do you know me before?"
He speaks human words to people and lies to ghosts. Regardless of whether Han Fei is a human or a ghost, he can always say the right thing.
"Of course I know you! Your name is Bai Sinian, and you are the new security guard at the dead building. You brought them both." The oiran breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn't expect that he could still survive in this situation.
He was really tough: "Bai Sinian is back, you two don't run away in a hurry."
The woman was a little better, after all, she had survived in the wardrobe world for a long time. The middle-aged man was hiding behind the woman. His legs were trembling and he couldn't even take a look at the monster in front of him.
"Do you know me?" The evil soul's voice contained murderous intent, and few people dared to lie to such a voice.
"We were all saved by you. You are a particularly good person."
"Good guy? Me?" Evil Soul's face became more evil: "It's exactly what I thought. No wonder when I want to let the big ghost outside in, my heart will fluctuate and I will feel a little bit of resistance.
It turns out that I am a good person. But shouldn’t good people go to heaven? Why did I end up in hell?”
"You helped us get out of danger, and you also helped me search for the lost child in the building. In fact, it's because we are so useless that you became like this." The woman looked at the monster in front of her, feeling very self-blame and pain.
"I smell pain on you, are you feeling sorry for me?" The evil spirit grabbed the woman's body with the old ghost's arm and placed her in front of him.
With the scent of the soul smelling at the tip of his nose, he looked at the woman's face close at hand: "Tell me my character, my past, including every word I said to you! Maybe I can recover after becoming a monster.
My old self.”
The woman's body was bound by a curse. She looked at the evil soul's handsome face and did not dare to hide anything. She told all about what a good person Han Fei was.
"Is it fair that such a good person went to hell?" The evil spirit lifted one of the old ghost's arms and locked the three of them on the back, then rushed towards the room window with a grin: "I am in a hurry, chatting while walking,
Don’t stop, keep talking!”
He concentrated all his Yin Qi and smashed it on the window glass. Only in this way could he break the countless years of death condensed on the glass.
After the thirteenth-floor window glass shattered, the gray fog broke out again downstairs, and the blackened fog was drawn out and began to flow toward the singing.
"Old guy, the tomb you mentioned has been aroused. The death inside the tomb is now entangled with the singing outside. There should be no time to take care of us, right?"
Gray-black mist drifted into room 4134, and the evil spirit opened its arms without dodge.
"Since you have to fight for fairness by yourself, what is the point of the existence of rules? Don't worry, I will smash all the chains on us. If anyone stops me, I will smash him to ashes."
The cold voice caused the temperature in the room to drop sharply. Amidst the frantic laughter, the old ghost left room 4134, taking the three people with him, and quickly crawled on the wall.
A horrifying whistle came from the mouth of the evil soul. Feeling the location of the song, he quickly came to the first floor.
The window at the corner of the corridor on the first floor is the farthest place from the singing. At this time, all the death intentions coming out of the dead building are rushing towards the singing. The evil soul has tried its best to finally create an opportunity.
"Old guy, your family has been carrying the death curse for generations and will definitely return here after death. Do you really want your little grandson to live like this?" The evil soul looked at the windows covered with wooden boards at the corner of the corridor: "Your
The descendants have all burrowed into your back, and your spine is supported by the heads of the descendants. This bad life should end."
The word "death" appeared on his skinny, chain-like arms, and bloodshot eyes began to appear in the old ghost's cloudy eyes.
"My appearance is accidental, but also inevitable! I can feel the anger and hatred you have suppressed for countless years, and integrate it perfectly with me. Instead of being raised as a pig or dog, why not take advantage of this perfect opportunity?
Give it a try!"
The old ghost's hand grabbed the wooden board on the window, and the hatred deep in his heart was completely ignited by the evil spirit.
This chapter has been completed!