Just as Wang Jingang was about to turn around and go out, his inspiration warning suddenly jumped wildly. He quickly reached out to stop Li Hui and Xiao Hei.
finally come.
Wang Jin has always felt strange. The pollution concentration in the haunted house is obviously so high, but there are only a few ragdolls looking for trouble along the way. This is not reasonable at all.
Then there is only one possibility, the real terror has not yet come.
Although the haunted house is contaminated, the most basic rules will not change, such as the protection period.
The staff responsible for chasing in the haunted house cannot chase the tourists from the beginning, but will let them go through a protective period, and then the life and death chase will begin.
"Dong-dong-crash-"
The footsteps slowly echoing in the corridor seemed to confirm Wang Jin's conjecture.
As the footsteps got closer, Wang Jin could feel his inspiration beating more and more crazily.
This is a sense of danger no less than being surrounded by dozens of very large animals.
The footsteps sounded leisurely, but the pressure it brought was first-class.
"My feet were on the ground without shoes, and there was a sound of something dragging on the ground."
Wang Jin tried his best to listen, but couldn't get much information.
"Xiao Hei, you need to keep Hei for a thousand days but Hei for a while. It's time for you to appear."
Wang Jin patted Xiao Hei on the shoulder, and then Xiao Hei screamed and divided into three one-star Xiao Hei.
"Go, Xiaohei!"
Wang Jin kicked a little black guy in the butt and kicked him out.
When Xiao Hei went out, Wang Jin and Li Hui also turned on the ghost blowing lantern and walked out.
"It's a corpse."
Wang Jin narrowed his eyes.
The reason why you can tell it is a corpse at a glance is because the skin of the male corpse is light blue-black, and it looks like he has been dead for a while.
The male corpse was tall and looked very oppressive. There was an iron chain hanging on the hand of the corpse, which made a clattering sound as the male corpse moved around.
Xiao Hei extended his arms tremblingly and launched an attack on the male corpse.
The arm touched the male corpse, and just for a moment, without even stopping the male corpse's footsteps, the attacking Xiao Hei turned into a pool of black liquid.
Killed with one blow.
Fortunately, Xiao Hei's vitality was tenacious, and the pool of black liquid squirmed away.
"Did you see clearly?"
Within the area covered by the ghost blowing lantern, Wang Jin asked with a solemn expression.
"Look clearly, the male corpse didn't move at all."
"That's it..."
Wang Jin nodded, and then handed the demon gun Colt to the other little black one.
"Hit him."
Xiao Hei screamed and shot the shuttle out.
Several bullets flew together, but they only left faint marks on the body of the man, and did not even stop his progress.
The male corpse seemed to be wondering who was attacking him. He looked towards the direction covered by the ghostly lantern, and then continued to walk forward slowly.
Wang Jin looked at Xiao Hei who was safe and sound, but still had no clue.
"I'll have to try it myself."
Seeing the male corpse getting closer and closer, Wang Jin frowned and prepared to step forward in person.
"Are you crazy? This is fatal!"
Li Hui's beautiful eyes widened, and then she reached out and grabbed Wang Jin tightly.
"I can't pass the level without understanding him, and I can't hide forever."
Wang Jin pried open Li Hui's fingers, but they were tightly grasped by the other hand.
"嘤嘤."
Xiao Hei pointed at the male corpse, then at himself, then seemed to hesitate, and shook his head.
"You think he's like your kind? But you're not sure?"
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.
This conjecture is very interesting. This black-skinned male corpse is probably Samsung Xiaohei.
"No, something's wrong."
Wang Jin felt it carefully, and found that the male corpse did not have the chaotic and disorderly feeling of Xiao Hei, but instead had a strong sense of death.
Wang Jin had only experienced this level of death intention from an outside god.
Dreams of death.
"But the dream of death cannot only contain this level of mental pollution..."
Wang Jin recalled that when he just glanced at Him, his whole body's pollution level reached full, and he almost died.
But now that he has stared at this male corpse for so long, it has not been contaminated in any way.
"Has the remaining death intention from the death dream gathered into him?"
Wang Jin frowned, only he could find out the answer to this question.
Wang Jin injected enough inspiration into the ghost blowing lamp, then handed it to Li Hui and stepped forward.
"Let me go!"
Li Hui reached out to hold Wang Jin again.
Wang Jin did not speak, but snapped his fingers.
Two little black guys stopped Li Hui.
Among the three people present, only Wang Jin could sense the degree of danger through the strength of the inspiration warning, so he had to do it.
Stepping out of the area covered by the ghost-blowing lantern, Wang Jin's hair stood on end instantly.
The male corpse slowly raised his head and stared at Wang Jin with his empty eyes.
Wang Jin took a deep breath and walked forward slowly.
As the distance between the two grew closer, Wang Jin's inspiration warning became stronger and stronger.
The distance is five meters.
Wang Jin felt that his right eyelid was beating wildly. This level of warning was equivalent to being targeted by a tiger. Although it was dangerous, he could still escape.
The distance is three meters.
Wang Jin felt his temples twitching, which was equivalent to placing several grenades in front of him that were about to explode. It was dangerous and the chance of escape was low.
One meter away.
Wang Jin felt his heart suddenly stop beating for two beats.
Death is certain.
"Crash-"
The male corpse picked up the chain on his arm and threw it at Wang Jin with a whistling sound.
"Fuck!"
Fortunately, Wang Jin was prepared and retreated quickly to avoid the blow.
After pulling away, the inspiration warning went down again.
"It has something to do with distance?"
Wang Jin frowned.
Logically speaking, the blow just struck by the male corpse could definitely hit Wang Jin, but the moment Wang Jin retreated, the speed of the male corpse suddenly slowed down, and Wang Jin barely dodged the blow.
"Dong——dong——"
The dull footsteps of the male corpse were still ringing. He was not walking very fast, but he did not give Wang Jin time to continue collecting information.
"do not care!"
Wang Jin rushed to the third room and kicked open the door.
According to the speed of the male corpse, he would reach the door of the third room in half a minute, leaving Wang Jin with little time.
"try to find!"
Wang Jin snatched the ghost blowing lamp from Li Hui's hand, and then plunged into the third room.
In this last room, there was no blood stained with red paint, nor was there an exquisitely made plastic corpse. There was only a shabby bed with a few boys' clothes thrown on the bed.
"Wang Jin!"
Li Hui's voice sounded, and she found something in the bathroom.
This was a bathroom that was a bit too big. Wang Jin entered it and quickly glanced around.
Stay away from things like mirrors and go directly to the deepest part of the bathroom.
When the curtain was opened, the plastic corpse of a tall, thin boy was floating in the bathtub filled with red paint.
Wang Jin fished out the corpse. The corpse had the word "disgusting" carved on its forehead. Its face was swollen and pale, and the symptoms of drowning were very obvious.
[Author's digression]: The competitor next door promoted my book, so I will also promote his (serious)
"Sister's live broadcast exposed my thunderous appearance"
Cough, just take a look and don’t forget me (dog head)