Zhou Hai, who was wrapped in gray mist, didn't seem to be affected, and actually laughed strangely there.
At this time, Chu Ping could be considered to have used all his moves. He saw that A Tou was restrained by the bloodshot threads behind the taxi driver, and the gray mist seemed to have no effect on him.
"I really don't know why the dean values you so much and insists on taking you back."
Zhou Hai seemed to be okay, his voice came out from the gray mist.
Chu Ping still knows a little about the abilities of the gray mist. From the first time he saw it to now, most of the abilities displayed by the gray mist are of the auxiliary type, so it was within Chu Ping's expectation that Zhou Hai was not affected.
, who makes it so that now he only has these few useful people left.
However, when he heard Zhou Hai mentioning the dean again, Chu Ping was stunned for a moment. This was not the first time he heard these two words from the other party.
"Dean? Who is your dean?"
Chu Ping had some vague guesses in his mind. He looked at the rearview mirror, where the surrounding area was shrouded in gray mist, making it impossible to see the other party clearly.
"Dean..." Zhou Hai's voice seemed to be a little crazy, "He is a madman, Jie Jie Jie!"
As soon as Zhou Hai's voice fell, Chu Ping's ankle was grabbed by something again. When he looked down, a pale human face appeared between his legs, looking at Chu Ping with a weird smile.
Chu Ping couldn't help but shudder and hurriedly put his legs together to prevent the pale face from having any more evil thoughts.
The face was broken, like a broken mirror, slowly cracking, and red blood flowed out from the broken wound, dyeing the entire taxi red.
Only then did Chu Ping notice that the man grabbing his ankle was wearing a black hoodie.
"It turns out that the man in the black hoodie is actually real."
Chu Ping's original swinging stick had already been broken when he was in Jinhua Community, and now he could only fight the ghosts with his bare hands.
After a punch was thrown, the pale face between the legs did not dodge at all. Chu Ping's fist went directly through it and hit the ground.
"How can it be?"
Chu Ping was shocked. When the black stick was still there, he didn't notice the physical reality of the ghost at all. Whether it was at No. 44 Xingfu Road or the bus company building, Chu Ping basically used a stick to throw him.
The stick went dark, but at this time, when he faced the ghosts with his bare hands, he realized the gap between him and them. On the other hand, it can also be seen that the stick is special in throwing sticks.
"I remember that stick was left behind by my dad. After the car accident, I only used it for fighting."
Chu Ping had no time to think about anything else, because what he was facing now was a matter of life and death.
"I couldn't hit him, but he was able to grab my ankle. That means I had no chance to fight back and had no choice but to accept my fate and wait for death!"
Chu Ping finally realized the seriousness of the matter and couldn't help but shudder. Looking at the face getting closer and closer to him, he actually felt the threat of death.
"Xiao Du, if the dean doesn't let him die, you can't touch him."
Zhou Hai's voice suddenly came over, and the face seemed to listen to Zhou Hai's words, and stopped in mid-air. He just glanced at Chu Ping, then slowly fell back to the bottom of the taxi, and then disappeared into Chu Ping.
In Ping's field of vision, only his hands were still holding Chu Ping's ankles tightly, like a pair of shackles, preventing him from escaping.
Chu Ping withdrew the gray mist, and then Chu Ping discovered that there were several wounds on the taxi driver's face that seemed to have been corroded, and black and red blood flowed from the wounds, leaving streaks of blood.
"It turns out that gray mist has such an effect."
Chu Ping looked at the corroded wounds of the driver and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had discovered a new world. He didn't know why four words appeared in Chu Ping's mind at this time - "Destroy the corpse and destroy the traces."
"Boy, you don't have to be curious. The gray mist in your hand is indeed magical. I guess the dean has never seen a ghost with this ability. But after all, it is only the body that he corrodes, and the body you see now is not at all
Mine was just temporarily found by Xiao Du for me, so although the mist is very powerful, it is of no use to me."
After the taxi driver finished speaking, he showed a smile that seemed to be sincere. Coupled with his honest face, it was difficult for others to believe that what he said was the truth.
If the topic they were talking about was not about ghosts and monsters, not about right and wrong, even Chu Ping would believe what the other person said.
"You can't believe this nonsense."
Since he couldn't run away, Chu Ping did not choose to struggle anymore, but slowly asked a question.
"Do I know your dean?"
Zhou Hai smiled eccentrically, and in the wounds left by corrosion on his face, strands of dark red threads were squirming inside, like blood-red worms.
"I don't know, maybe I know him, maybe I don't know him, who knows for sure."
Zhou Hai's nonsense made Chu Ping feel the urge to vomit blood.
"Where are we going now?" Chu Ping continued to ask. At the same time, he kept his hand in his pocket, as if something was constantly heating, like a stove whose temperature was gradually increasing.
The blood thread behind Zhou Hai kept shaking, and the head wrapped around it was squawking like a frightened kitten.
"Nancheng Osmanthus Alley."
The answer given by the taxi driver seemed not to be within the scope of Chu Ping's consideration at all. He had never even heard of this place.
"The driver seemed to have told strange stories about that place just now. Now it seems that the strange stories he mentioned must be himself."
There are strange stories unique to him in every corner of the city, where human despair and pain gather.
"Your dean is in Osmanthus Alley?"
"The dean is not in Osmanthus Alley, now the association..." Zhou Hai said this, his voice stopped suddenly, as if he realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing, and looked at Chu through the rearview mirror
Ping, "Boy, you seem to talk a lot."
Zhou Hai still had a gentle smile on his face, but in Chu Ping's opinion, the smile contained cruelty and cruelty.
Chu Ping turned his head to the side, looking at the scenery outside the car window that was speeding backwards, feeling the temperature of the black stuffed doll in his hand, and he was counting the time.
I don't know how long it took, but the taxi slowly stopped. The moment the door opened, a strong scent of osmanthus poured into Chu Ping's nose.
Chu Ping frowned. This must be the first time he smelled such a strong scent of osmanthus. "This is Osmanthus Alley?"
Chu Ping looked at the seemingly endless depths of the alley, where it seemed like a monster was waiting for them to pass with its mouth open.
"Xiao Du, put away this kid's backpack. Lao Song said that the things in his backpack make him feel a little scared."
Zhou Hai, who was sitting in the driver's seat, turned around and looked Chu Ping up and down.
"Did Lao Song see it wrong? Except for the weird photo, there is nothing special about this guy. He is just an ordinary person."
Chu Ping secretly recorded every word Zhou Hai said in his heart, and began to analyze it in his heart. The meaning of the words, and soon a figure of a person appeared in Chu Ping's mind.
"Is the Lao Song he's talking about the security guard?"
If Chu Ping remembered correctly the security guard he met at the bus company, Manager Guo seemed to have called him Lao Song before.
"The security guard should be called Song Shouzhe. Lou Bin's death ten years ago was closely related to him. Now it seems that the ghost in front of me who used the taxi driver's body should have come out of the Eastern Suburb Mental Hospital. If so,
In this case, the dean he is talking about is most likely Yu Fei."
Thinking of this, Chu Ping's expression became very serious. He really didn't expect that Yu Fei would find him so quickly.
"Why is it so fast? I thought it would take a long time, but... I just went to Jinhua Community yesterday, and today someone from Dongjiao Mental Hospital came to see me. Is this a coincidence?"
Chu Ping didn't believe this was a coincidence.
After coming out of Jinhua Community, Chu Ping finally learned about the connection between Yu Fei and the Weird Tales Association. When he saw the diary left on the fourth floor of Building 4 in Jinhua Community, he thought that one day
, even if he didn't go to Yu Fei, Yu Fei would come to find him, but Chu Ping never thought that this time would be so fast.
"He mentioned the association just now...Have the people from the Weird Tales Association also noticed them? Just like the Weird Tales Association does not allow members to enter the eastern suburbs, the people from the Eastern Suburbs Mental Hospital also try their best to operate in the eastern suburbs.
The two organizations are clearly distinct, but now that people from Dongjiao Mental Hospital have appeared in Nancheng District, it is difficult for this to attract the attention of the Weird and Weird Tales Association. It seems that he did not take me directly back to Dongjiao Mental Hospital because he was worried about Weird and Weird Tales.
People from the association found out..."
Chu Ping's mind was a little confused.
"Will people from the association find this place?"
Just when Chu Ping was thinking about these things, the man in a black hoodie who appeared from under the back seat slowly climbed out of the car seat. His sudden appearance really shocked Chu Ping.
"Brother, do you want it to be so scary every time it appears?"
If he couldn't beat the opponent, Chu Ping would have kicked the opponent's face with the sole of his foot.
The man in a black hoodie named Xiao Du took down the backpack behind Chu Ping. Ever since Jiang Qing fell into a deep sleep, the Yin Qi in the bag had disappeared. It was also for this reason that Ah Tou was unwilling to go back.
Instead of putting it in my backpack, I kept it in Lou Bin’s photo.
Xiao Du handed the backpack to Zhou Hai, and the bloodshot man behind him stuffed Ah Tou into the backpack.
"After you meet the dean, I will return your backpack to you. I really don't know why Lao Song specifically emphasized that I should take your backpack. It's really strange."
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