In an instant, the sound of smashing could be heard in the room, and even the red bloodshot threads lying on the door outside were no longer crawling, but were sticking to the door quietly, as if they were eavesdropping on the little thief talking inside.
Ten minutes later, there was no longer a complete clock in room 310.
"Brother, it seems there is no more."
Lou Bin stood behind Chu Ping, watching him frantically knocking on the clock on the wall like a madman. He had the illusion that this man had gone crazy.
Chu Ping squatted on the ground, leaning on the swing stick, and the sweat on his forehead slowly flowed down his temples.
"Look, do you still have a complete clock?"
Chu Ping looked at the broken glass on the ground and felt a faint sense of accomplishment in his heart.
"No more? Do you want to go out and give it a try?" Chu Ping's eyes moved to Lou Bin.
Lou Bin was shocked and shook his head quickly.
"Brother, I don't need to try. Aren't you afraid that I will run away?"
Chu Ping felt that Lou Bin's words made sense, so he looked away.
At this time, the backpack behind Chu Ping suddenly moved.
Chu Ping's eyes lit up, and he took his backpack forward.
"A Tou" yawned while looking at his cheap master. He suddenly felt a cold expression on his face (because only his head was left). He seemed to realize something, and then began to struggle, trying to get out of Chu Ping's hands.
Break free.
But Chu Ping had no intention of letting go and looked at "A Tou" with a wicked smile.
"'Tou', it's time for you to contribute to this family."
"A Tou"'s eyes full of whites blinked, as if to say, why is it me again?
"Those who are able work hard."
As soon as Chu Ping finished speaking, "Atou" felt the world spin for a while, and then he landed steadily on the corridor.
Fortunately, the child on the opposite wall who had just come out of it was gone, along with the red bloodshot threads that had just been wrapped around the door.
Although there were no dangerous things in the corridor like before, Chu Ping was still very cautious and quietly stretched his head out, then waved his hand towards "A Tou" to cheer it up.
"Go back quickly, I'll wait for you here."
"A Tou" was so dumbfounded by Chu Ping that he walked towards him without saying a word.
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He ran past.
Seeing "Ah Tou" being so obedient, Chu Ping closed the door with satisfaction.
"Aren't you afraid that it will run away? It is..." Lou Bin did not expect that Chu Ping would trust that human-headed ghost so much.
"I believe it." Chu Ping's two simple words blocked the rest of Lou Bin's words.
The situation outside is still uncertain, so Chu Ping did not continue to look for the still existing clock, but moved his gaze to the desk.
He always felt that it was strange that this desk was placed here.
"There is very little dust on the desk, which means that someone used it before." Chu Ping thought of this and paused, "Maybe... maybe the person who used it was not a human being. According to what Lou Bin said,
This desk belongs to Sister Wu, and Sister Wu died in this office building. Maybe she will come here and sit here from time to time."
"You're really good to it." Lou Bin's voice came from behind Chu Ping.
Chu Ping turned around and looked at Lou Bin. He always felt that something was wrong with the ghost in front of him who was afraid of pain.
"I am a very kind person and always think about others."
"You're so kind...why don't you think about me?"
Lou Bin's question was incomprehensible, but Chu Ping felt something was wrong. He slowly moved his body backwards. This time, he did not hold the black stick on his waist, but patted the backpack behind him.
At the same time, he silently called Jiang Qing in his heart.
Lou Bin smiled miserably, and his body shattered into several pieces like building blocks. His eyes fell from their sockets, leaving only a little bit of flesh and blood hanging there.
Lou Bin's mouth opened, and blood flowed from his mouth. If you look closely, you can see that there are black holes in his mouth, and his tongue was cut off by someone.
Lou Bin's mouth opened and closed, as if he was saying something to Chu Ping, but because he had no tongue, he only made a "whimpering" sound in the end.
Blood flowed out from the broken parts of the body.
"He was cut into pieces. How much hatred and grievances there are."
Chu Ping didn't show any panic, and even took back the stick in his hand.
Chu Ping's move made Lou Bin unexpected. He was slightly startled, but it was only a moment of surprise. The blood in his body rolled towards Chu Ping like a tide.
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Just when the blood thread was about to touch Chu Ping, a lunar breath came out from the backpack behind Chu Ping.
The blood thread broke, and Lou Bin looked surprised. He didn't expect Chu Ping to have other ghosts besides the human-headed ghost.
Chu Ping took out the reddish-brown diary from his backpack.
The pages of the book turned and stopped at a page full of blood. Chu Ping found that the blood on the page seemed to be more vivid than before.
The surrounding temperature dropped instantly, Lou Bin's still bleeding mouth suddenly closed, and his previously torn body slowly recovered, and then returned to the dark-skinned man before.
The breath of the lunar calendar has not stopped, as if it is about to burst out of the diary.
When Lou Bin saw this situation, he knelt down with a "plop" sound.
Faced with this unexpected situation, Chu Ping was stunned, and even the breath emanating from the diary paused slightly.
"What's going on?"
Lou Bin didn't have the weird aura that he had when he was alienated just now, and there was actually a trace of panic on his face.
"Hero, spare your life, hero, spare your life. I have an eighty-year-old mother above me, and a wife and children I have never met. I was wrong. Please don't remember the faults of villains. Please spare me this time. I swear, I will never
Betrayal, if you have second thoughts, let the person in the diary come out and take me in."
Chu Ping had not yet woken up from the shock, and Lou Bin in front of him was like a barrage of words, talking a lot.
"This man is too dark, I don't want him."
Chu Ping lowered his head and looked at the diary. A woman's head was poking out of the diary. At this time, she was looking at everything in front of her as if she was watching the fun.
"Sister Jiang, you are finally willing to let go."
Chu Ping said something lukewarm, completely ignoring Lou Bin who was kneeling there and had no ghost principles.
"I was so engrossed in chatting with you Sister Xu. I remember you called me once before. You didn't encounter any danger."
Chu Ping's forehead was full of black lines. Just now, he was almost killed by the eyes of the room on the third floor. If Lou Ying's second personality hadn't suddenly appeared, he would have entered the diary to fight with those two people.
The landowner has gone.
"Haha, he's not dead."
"Hmm, it's good that you're not dead, it's good that you're not dead."
