"Dong~dongdong~dongdong~dongdong..."

There is a brick-shaped mobile phone on the lawn outside Building 2 of Lihua Community. At this time, the mobile phone is still on the phone.

The phone has pressed the hands-free button, and a dull, depressing knock on the door came from the phone.

The knocks on the door are heard one after another, with a certain rule.

The dull knock on the door seemed to be buckled on a person's heart, almost making everyone who heard it was breathless.

"Tait! Tait!"

Flashes of footsteps sounded.

After hearing the movement, the ghost slaves wandering in the community walked around with heavy and stiff steps.

Each of the ghost slaves had a blue complexion, a dull look on their faces, with a strange expression that seemed to be crying and laughing.

The ghost slave did not pick up his phone or make any other moves, but just surrounded the lawn with a dull look.

The call was not affected, and the knocks continued to sound.

The knock on the door from the phone was a curse spread by evil spirits.

The curse itself is not aggressive, and the person who hears it will not be killed, it is like a specific coordinate.

But what comes after this coordinate is not a human, but a ghost.

Knocking ghost!

Those who hear this audio will be covered with curse from evil spirits, and will eventually attract the source of the curse.

Because hearing the audio is equivalent to triggering the killing rules of the door-knocking ghost, and they will be found by the door-knocking ghost and then killed.

"Is this method of Yang Jian really useful? Will the door-knocking ghost really come?"

On the 6th floor, Room 603 of Building 2, Tong Qian's eyes looked through the window and looked worried at the city not far away.

"I thought with your personality, I would not accept Yang Jian's plan." Xia Yu sat on the sofa and spoke.

"After all, if it gets out of control, it will be that two A-level supernatural events broke out in this city together."

Tong Qian withdrew her gaze, looked at the spider-web-like crack on Xia Yu's body, and said, "Your wound..."

"It's okay, give me some time to recover." Xia Yu smiled far-fetchedly and waved his hand.

"Don't I really need to treat your wound?" Tong Qian said with concern.

Although he was rejected when he wanted to treat Xia Yu's wounds before, Tong Qian couldn't help but worry.

"I only need to cultivate for a while, or control the third ghost, and my situation will improve, but you..."

As he said that, Xia Yu looked at Tong Qian's face, the two faces that almost overlapped together, thought for a while and continued.

"Your situation is dangerous. If you don't control the second ghost to balance yourself, you will soon die from a grimace and revive."

Tong Qian looked at Xia Yu and said very seriously: "If my death can solve this supernatural incident, I will not hesitate."

Hearing this, Xia Yu squinted his eyes and looked at Tong Qian, without saying anything for a long time.

Xia Yu saw an upright, stubborn, and almost paranoid idea in Tong Qian, but this personality is equally brave, fearless and fearless.

When all these personalities come together, they become something similar to belief.

This is a spirit of self-sacrifice that if I don’t go to hell, who will go to hell.

For people in Zshan City, meeting Tong Qian as the person in charge is simply the luckiest thing.

Because Tong Qian's personality was destined that she would not give up anyone easily.

Xia Yu did not make any comments on Tong Qian, because everyone has their own understanding and opinions when facing supernatural events.

"Tread, step!"

Just as Xia Yu was talking to Tong Qian, the sound of footsteps climbing upstairs came from outside the room clearly.

The footsteps are dull and stiff, not as light and flexible as normal people's footsteps.

When you hear such footsteps, Tong Qian and Xia Yu can tell that this is not a living person walking, but a corpse walking.

Tong Qian glanced at Xia Yu on the sofa, then hurriedly approached the glass window of Room 603, trying to see clearly what was going on the stairs.

If it was just a ghost slave, even if he was in a bad state now, Tong Qian was still confident of dealing with it.

Xia Yu also endured the pain and reached out to grab the silver spear standing next to the sofa.

The footsteps came from the downstairs and had gradually arrived at the 6th floor, which is where Tong Qian and Xia Yu were.

The blue light covered the entire community, which was the ghost domain of the blue-faced ghost, and the normal people's vision was greatly affected.

Tong Qian could not see clearly the situation in the corridor ahead, and she saw a blue world.

The stiff and dull footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Tong Qian's heart tensed up. She understood that the ghost might have been found.

Sure enough, it was still a little naive to hope to hide in this room to avoid all the dangers.

After a moment.

Under Tong Qian's gaze, a man with a green complexion appeared on the aisle on the sixth floor covered by a blue light.

Tong Qian's beautiful eyes suddenly shrank, but she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at the same time.

Because, this is just a ghost slave, not the blue-faced ghost itself.

What Xia Yu and Tong Qian didn't know was that in the living room of Room 602 next door, there was a terrifying figure standing.

The skin on the figure was green, with hideous fangs in his mouth, green eyes, and his eyes were like snakes' eyes, with vertical pupils.

There was also a strange expression on his face that seemed to be crying and laughing.

It was that blue-faced ghost!

The ghost was standing in the next room where Xia Yu and Tong Qian were.

For some reason, the blue-faced ghost seemed to have no idea of ​​attacking Tong Qian and the others from next door.

Instead, he stood quietly in the living room of Room 602, listening to the discussion between Xia Yu and Tong Qian next door, and his eyes flashed from time to time.

It seems that the blue-faced ghost has extremely high wisdom and is now thinking about something and has his own plans.

…………………

Dayun City.

The high-end community of Yipinyuan is shrouded in a layer of darkness.

"Dong, dun dong ~!"

With the sound of knocking on the door, a "thump" sound came from a room in the community, and something fell to the ground.

Then, the elderly from the community.

It was an old man with dry face, wrinkles like hills, empty eyes, dead ashes, and no breath of a life.

Moreover, the old man's old skin was covered with corpse spots, as if he had been dead for a long time.

The old man was wearing an old-fashioned black one-piece gown. Under his thin body, his stiff feet were walking on the road and making dull footsteps.

Moreover, as the old man continued to move, the light from the surrounding street lights seemed to be swallowed up, and a stream of darkness gradually eroded the surroundings.

Everything around was affected, the ground was rotting, and the walls of the community were constantly falling off.
Chapter completed!