Squinting his eyes slightly, Chu Ping seemed to have guessed something.
He raised the stick in his hand and thrust it hard into the ground, hitting the clock just in time.
"Click——"
It sounds like the hands of a clock moving.
Although the voice was very small, it caught Chu Ping's attention.
Just now the two hands of the clock were separated by the width of a finger.
"efficient!"
Chu Ping swung his stick against the ground again, and the hands of all the clocks painted on the ground around him began to rotate crazily.
"Hey, let's go!"
The stick hit the clock painted on the ground for the third time, and the ground shattered. The clock painted on the ground also flew away with the broken ground, scattering all over the floor.
There was a sudden noise outside the door, as if the bloody threads gathered outside the door began to recede.
Feeling happy in his heart, Chu Ping waited until the "sparse" sounds outside the door gradually dissipated before he dared to open the door.
When the flashlight light shined through, there was nothing abnormal in the corridor outside the door except for the flesh and blood on the walls on both sides that were still beating.
"Let's go!"
Chu Ping grabbed "A Tou", stuffed it back into his backpack, and then ran directly towards the stairs.
He did remember that in this building, in addition to the lunatic Lou Ying, there was also a No. 2 who seemed to be possessed by a ghost, and a monster that seemed to be made up of different corpses.
"Where should we go now?" Chu Ping was asking Lou Bin who returned to the photo.
"Run upstairs. The suture monster is on the second floor. I can feel its breath."
Chu Ping was stunned, he didn't know whether what Lou Bin said was true or false.
"The Stitch Monster is on the second floor?"
Although Chu Ping was suspicious, he did not stop walking. He did not forget that there was a little boy crawling out of the wall on the third floor.
"The wardrobe in room 204 was destroyed. It was soaked in my blood before it formed a resentment. The suture monster should have been formed on the second floor, and the resentment in the closet was also fused into it, so as long as
It's close to me and I can feel its presence."
Chu Ping did not expect that the ghost he took in on impulse would have such abilities.
"I'm very pleased."
Chu Ping really had tears in his eyes.
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Without stopping, he rushed directly to the fourth floor.
At this time, I don't know when many more black ghosts appeared on the fourth floor, wandering back and forth in the corridor.
The ghost shadows were so dense that if Chu Ping hadn't stopped in time, he might have rushed directly into the group of ghosts.
Chu Ping, who had just ran up from the third floor, never imagined that so many things would appear here in less than half an hour after he ran downstairs.
He swallowed hard, not even daring to take a breath.
The ghost with dull eyes floated past Chu Ping, as if it had not seen Chu Ping at all. When it reached a place more than ten meters away, it suddenly stopped and then slowly stood towards Chu Ping.
He looked in the direction he was going.
Chu Ping quietly retreated into the corridor, thus hiding his figure and not being discovered by the dull ghost.
"This must have attracted all the ghosts and ghosts from a radius of five hundred miles."
When Chu Ping was on the fifth floor, he heard the man in a suit mention that the purpose of coming here was to use the golden statue to attract the surrounding ghosts and then raise strange beings. But what he didn't expect was that the golden statue
The ability to attract ghosts is so good.
"It's only one floor, and it looks like there are already over a hundred of them. If the whole building were like this, wouldn't it be a scene like a hundred ghosts walking at night?"
Chu Ping began to think about how to get to the fifth floor without disturbing the ghosts on the fourth floor.
"I feel like the ghost perception here is not very good. As long as I don't make my voice too loud, there shouldn't be any problem. However... if I let the two of them lure away all the ghosts here, it seems to be a little more reliable.
"
As soon as Chu Ping finished speaking, there were waves of shaking in his pockets and the backpack behind him, which seemed to be a protest against Chu Ping's unrighteousness.
A wry smile.
"I'm just talking, why do you take it seriously?"
Chu Ping ignored them, but tiptoed around the wandering ghosts, and then came to the stairs leading to the fifth floor.
"Shh-" Chu Ping really wiped his sweat, "Fortunately, he wasn't discovered."
At this moment, the flashlight light accidentally illuminated the ghost figure.
Chu Ping thought to himself: "It's broken!"
The entire fourth floor was like a huge boulder dropped into the calm water, with pairs of ghostly eyes looking at Chu Ping at the same time.
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Chu Ping didn't expect that the first time he would be stared at by so many eyes would be here, and the one staring at him would be a ghost.
"Run!" Chu Ping turned around and continued running upwards, not daring to stop at all.
The ghosts on the fourth floor didn't seem to expect that a living person would suddenly appear. When they noticed Chu Ping, the ghosts were like boiling water, boiling instantly, and then they chased Chu Ping together.
Chu Ping didn't dare to look back at all. Just feeling the bursts of cold air coming from behind, he could imagine what it was like.
"If I were to make a horror movie, I would probably even save the cost of special effects."
Chu Ping took out Lou Bin's photo from his pocket while running towards the fifth floor.
"Didn't you say there's no danger in going upstairs?"
Chu Ping looked fiercely at Lou Bin, who was hiding in the photo and shivering. He now seriously suspected that this dark-skinned ghost had deliberately let him go to the fourth floor, and then killed his new owner.
"I just said that the Stitch Monster is on the second floor. It's safer to run upstairs."
When Lou Bin spoke, his teeth were chattering.
Chu Ping was speechless for a while. Lou Bin was probably the most timid and boundless ghost he had ever seen.
"It's really an embarrassment to you ghost community."
Chu Ping really wanted to throw Lou Bin behind him and delay the army of ghosts on the fourth floor.
Chu Ping hesitated for a moment, and then put the photo into his pocket.
"Hey, I'm so kind."
Chu Ping sighed and glanced behind him unintentionally.
A man whose head was penetrated by a steel bar was only a few meters away from me.
The man's mouth opened slightly, and a stream of dark red blood flowed out of his mouth.
Chu Ping speeds up, and there are many man-like ghosts behind him. Others are also densely packed black figures. At this time, they are staggering behind Chu Ping, like mice chasing cakes. "Jerry"
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Fifth floor, room 514.
The man in the suit woke up. He felt a buzzing in his head and leaned against the wall of the room. Only when he calmed down a little did he remember what had just happened.
"No. 6..." When the man in the suit mentioned Chu Ping, his teeth itched with hatred, "I remember he seemed to be called Chu Ping."
