The light of the flashlight illuminated the darkness ahead.
A dim and deep road appeared in front of you, which extended to the depths of darkness, where light could not pass.
Standing at the door of this road is like standing at the entrance to hell. An inexplicable chill has enveloped the whole body unconsciously, especially on both sides of this passage, the doors are closed one after another.
He always felt an inexplicable crisis, fearing that when he walked in later, the door would suddenly open and some terrifying supernatural being would rush out.
Even if every room along the way is safe, at least one thing is certain.
A ghost appeared in front just now, and collided with Lin Luomei's ghost voice.
But from this position, the ghost is now out of sight.
But what is certain is that the thing is still lingering inside.
Under this situation, Russell Yi, Lin Luomei, and Xiong Wenwen were all nervous, with fear in their eyes.
Only a veteran like Yang Jian, who had imprisoned S-class starving ghosts, could remain calm and composed in the face of such supernatural beings.
"action."
Yang Jian's voice was low. Although he did not open the ghost realm, he still left a ghost eye on his forehead to observe the surrounding situation.
The others didn't speak, and they didn't dare to say anything at this time. No one knew if their words would trigger the ghost's murderous pattern and lead to them being targeted.
Cross the forbidden aisle line and step on the soft carpet.
The surroundings were eerily quiet, with no sound at all, only the sound of his own heavy breathing ringing in his ears.
Yang Jian reached out and touched the wall next to him, then put it to his nose and smelled it.
Very clean, no smell.
The cleanness is a bit scary, there is not even a trace of dust, and it seems that someone has been taking care of it. The lack of smell means that no one has died in this corridor. At least, there has not been the situation of blood splashing and corpses being broken into pieces, otherwise there will be more or less left.
Next stain, odor.
"We're going to pass the door of the first room ahead." Yang Jian's eyes narrowed and he moved the flashlight in the direction of the guest room.
There was no movement at the door.
There is no sign of opening.
He kept walking forward.
"Be careful, Lin Luomei said before that there is a ghost here." Russell swallowed his saliva and warned in a low voice, because he saw that Yang Jian was walking easily and was not nervous at all, for fear that Yang Jian would not be careful.
Leading the team indiscriminately.
Yang Jian ignored it and quickly came to the door of the first guest room.
The style of the door has an old European style. It seems to have aged a bit. Some of the wood paint on the door has peeled off. In addition, there is a copper house number hanging on the top of the door.
There is a number written on the grade: 1.
This means this is the first room here.
The guest room Yang Jian is looking for is Room 13, and he still needs to go forward.
But out of curiosity, Yang Jian tried to push the door, wanting to see what was in the room, so that he could be prepared.
But when he pushed the door hard, the door didn't move at all.
I tried again, but still no movement.
It seems that what I am facing is not a door, but a wall.
"Can't you push it open? Or do you need to use some special method to open this fan?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he felt that he might be able to forcefully open this fan with the power of ghosts.
But if the target is not Room 1, he won't waste his time.
Keep going.
Soon, they passed by Room 2, Room 3, Room 4...
The door style of each room is the same, and when you try to push it open, all of them cannot be opened without exception.
"Yang Jian, can you stop playing? I'm going to cry if you keep doing this." When Russell saw Yang Jian trying to open the door as if he was trying to die, his legs almost gave out in fear.
How dare you do such a thing under such circumstances.
Don’t you know that the more things you do in a supernatural incident, the more dangerous it becomes?
The information obtained so far does not say that there is only one ghost here. If there are other ghosts in one of the rooms, Yang Jian will simply trap people to death by doing this.
"I want to know more about this place. Although it is a bit dangerous, I believe it is worth it." Yang Jian said calmly.
His intuition told him that there must be a reason for Zhao Lei to hide here.
In other words, the danger Yang Jian faces may not be Zhao Lei or the ghost that tampered with memories, but the place where they are currently.
It was precisely because of this that he wanted to understand this place more clearly.
But ordinary investigations were obviously ineffective, and Yang Jian did not obtain any useful information.
"We are about to pass the first intersection ahead." Lin Luomei adjusted the volume of the player to the minimum, and then played it carefully: "My voice met a ghost at the first intersection before."
When I reached the ninth room, there was a small intersection on the road ahead. The forked roads on the left and right extended into the darkness of the other two places. There were also rooms on both sides of the road, just like the ones I passed before.
, the door was closed tightly, with no sign of opening.
The room No. 13 that Yang Jian is looking for is right in front, and it is only about ten meters away by visual inspection.
But at this intersection, everyone stopped.
The flashlight shone on the dark red carpet, and everyone could clearly see that light black footprints were scattered here. Some of the footprints extended towards the front room No. 13, and some of the footprints went to the left and right sides.
The darkness stretches beyond.
"These footprints are very new." Although Xiong Wenwen is a child, he also noticed this at this moment.
Yang Jian squinted his eyes and said: "It is indeed very new, as if he had just passed by here, and the footprints are so scattered, it is impossible to tell which direction the ghost went. If it is there when we are doing things,
If this intersection is blocked, it would be bad, after all, this is the only way back."
"But now is not the time to think about this. Since we have determined that the ghost has left temporarily, we must act quickly."
After he finished speaking, he walked faster, without stopping for a moment, and went straight to room 13.
Finding Zhao Lei is the first step to solving the problem.
Soon, Rooms 10 and 11 passed by one after another.
After a while, a door with no house number appeared in front of him.
The house number on this door seemed to have been taken away intentionally by someone, and there was a mark of a nail on the door.
Yang Jian touched his pocket and took out a copper house number with a number written on it: 13
Installed it and compared it.
It fits perfectly, is exactly the same, and is simply the original match.
"What kind of existence is that ghost closet? It can even take away the house number of this place?" Yang Jian was inexplicably frightened.
This ability is simply incredible and cannot be understood.
"Is this here?" Xiong Wenwen, who was following behind, looked at the room: "I think we should predict the situation inside. There must be danger here."
Good suggestion.
But Yang Jian still doesn't want to use Xiong Wenwen's ability. This naughty kid's ability can save lives at critical moments, and he can save money if he can.
"If I really encounter that ghost, I can handle it. At worst, I can hold on for a while. The danger hasn't appeared yet, and it's not time to use my abilities yet."
After rejecting Xiong Wenwen's proposal, he tried to open the door.
I didn't intend to use brute force to open it directly, because the result had been reached before, this door cannot be opened by strength alone.
So Yang Jian directly used the ghost's ability.
The black shadow under his feet gradually became thicker, and he gradually stood up in an impossible way. In just a moment, a headless black ghost appeared in front of everyone.
"Yang Jian's second ghost."
Everyone was shocked when they saw this.
Especially Russell Yi was staring at the headless black figure. He could feel the cold aura emanating from the headless black figure. It was this feeling that directly suppressed the ghost in his body.
, turning him into a weak chicken in front of Yang Jian, allowing him to be slaughtered.
"How did Yang Jian control such a terrifying ghost?"
Such a question arose in his mind.
It stands to reason that the higher the level of terror, the harder it is to control a ghost because it is easy to lose control.
But it happened that Yang Jian did this.
"Be prepared, I'm going to open the door." Yang Jian warned seriously, and then controlled the ghost to gradually attach to the door.
Ghost's ability can not only piece together corpses, but also piece together other objects.
Back when we were in the mall, this headless ghost had put together a fake human body model.
Yang Jian didn't need the ghost to damage the door, he just needed to open it.
Just as expected.
The door that couldn't be opened by brute force was successfully opened by Ghost Shadow.
"Creak..." There was a sound of the door being pushed open.
But at this moment, while Russell at the back was looking around, the flashlight in his hand shone, and when it accidentally shone on the corner of the intersection behind him, he was so shocked that his hair stood up instantly.
That was... a person, a tall, stiff-looking person.
At this moment, this man was looking ahead expressionlessly, his eyes seemed to be rotting, and he was constantly dripping stinky corpse water, and he was walking with heavy steps, like a zombie walking by.
The flashlight shone on this man, but it didn't seem to have any effect on him.
It still walked forward on its own, not caring about Yang Jian and the others who were not far away, as if there would be no intersection between them.
"Will you leave?" Russell's palms were sweaty, and his whole body was a little stiff due to excessive tension.
Watching that person walking forward step by step, I thought I could leave just like that, but the worst thing happened.
When the man passed the intersection, he stopped moving in the middle.