Regardless of whether Han Fei lied or not, the male students looked at Han Fei's security uniform and felt a little scared.
"Don't worry, this has nothing to do with me. All evil and disasters are in that escaped soul. I can't guarantee what he will do, so you must pay attention to safety!" Han Fei was very serious.
, only in this case will he have a clear understanding of himself.
"But after all, he is just a wandering spirit that was summoned. He should be fine." The male student also gradually became shaken, mainly because what Han Fei said was too scary.
"Have you ever seen the ghost who came back in the first seven days take the initiative within half an hour? Give him some more time, the consequences will be disastrous!" Han Fei was actually very anxious, and there were still two days until 4:44 in the morning.
For many hours, he had to find all the souls before the butterfly returned to his soul.
But the current situation of the evil soul was obviously an accident. Han Fei was very worried that his soul would be like the soul of the door god. Not only was he unwilling to return, but he also wanted to use various means to kill the main soul.
It was precisely with this in mind that Han Fei became very nervous after seeing the other person.
However, he did not lose his mind because of this. Everything has both good and bad sides. Although the combination of evil souls and old ghosts is terrifying, as long as they are handled well, they can also be of great help to Han Fei.
"Most of the owners in the Yinghuo group still have the possibility to communicate, and they are barely considered their own people. If the evil spirit wants to kill the building with blood, the group friends who have been notified in advance in the group chat will hide. In this way, the evil spirit will
The souls will kill those evil spirits who cannot communicate and are completely dominated by the will of death."
Now the members who save the group are saving themselves, so they keep issuing warnings
After convincing the male student first, Han Fei took him along to inform the group chat members.
These group members who have been taken care of by Yinghuo in the past have the opportunity to become his helpers, and Han Fei does not want any accidents to happen to them.
The originally dead group chat suddenly became lively today. Like a whistleblower before a disaster, Han Fei urgently notified everyone to evacuate.
"Don't try to confront him! Don't talk to him! It's best to hide and don't have any contact with him!"
A living person, in the middle of the night, reminds everyone in a group chat full of evil spirits to pay attention to safety, not to walk at night, and to close the door. This scene has a special sense of warmth.
Those netizens who had helped Yinghuo before, perhaps for Yinghuo's sake, dubiously followed Han Fei's instructions.
However, the original residents whose name was the house number of the dead building in the group chat disagreed. In their opinion, they were very restrained and merciful by not killing Han Fei. How could that be possible if they followed Han Fei's words?
Before Han Fei had finished sending the warning, the sound of shattering glass was heard on the top floor of the dead building. The last time he heard a similar sound was when the ghost jumped from the building appeared.
Hurrying to the window, Han Fei tried to open the window, but the students from 4064 stopped him.
"The windows of the dead building cannot be opened casually. The fog completely condensed from the dead will drift in, and the monsters hidden in the fog may also take the opportunity to crawl into the dead building."
"Then what will happen if the window is broken? If no one repairs it, won't the fog outside keep drifting into the building?" Han Fei was just curious.
"When you first come here, you don't know many things. The dead building seems to have its own life. After anything is destroyed, time will always slowly recover. Just like a person is injured, the wound will scab and then slowly heal.
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"The Death Building has life? But this entire area is clearly shrouded in death. Before I came in, I was curious, where did such a huge death come from?" Han Fei expressed his doubts.
The dead building is the most dangerous building in his area, and the entire building is wrapped in gray fog.
He thought the gray fog was nothing at first, but it wasn't until the indescribable song entered the gray fog and lost its direction that he realized that these fogs made entirely of death were very terrifying.
"Beyond resentment is hatred, and above hatred is indescribable. Butterfly's ability seems unable to create so much gray fog. Could it be that the gray fog covering the dead building existed before Butterfly?"
"I'm not too sure. I only know that the gray mist, the will of death, and the curse of death all come from under the death building." The male student answered truthfully.
"Underground? Have you ever been underground?"
"No, the basement of the dead building can only be reached by taking an elevator. I don't like confined spaces and I have never taken an elevator."
After hearing the male student's answer, Han Fei remembered a scene when he was playing the game "Death Tower". All the soul chasers wearing red clothes and covered with death curses seemed to have come up from the underground through the elevator.
"What is hidden under the dead building?" Before Han Fei finished speaking, the sound of window glass being smashed was heard one after another from the top of the building, mixed with unbridled laughter.
The glass fragments falling from high altitude were like a sharp rainstorm. They fell into the gray fog without making any sound, as if they had been swallowed by something.
The windows on each floor were smashed, and while the gray fog poured into the building, the singing outside the building could also be heard clearly. Han Fei's scalp was numb when he heard it, as if the face of the singing was outside the window.
"It's very close to me! Did the person who smashed the window want to bring the singing into the building?!" Hearing the familiar laughter on the top of the building, Han Fei knew who smashed the window. The Soul of Evil
He has a good idea to get Songsheng into the dead building, but the question is, can he escape Songsheng's pursuit? Just because he has a top-level resentment, he dares to play with fire like this? It's unspeakable to tease and seduce? He is crazy
Yet?
Han Fei really didn't expect that the first thing the evil soul would do after gaining power would be to smash the windows of the dead building layer by layer. The opponent was indeed his own soul, and his style of doing things was hard to figure out.
"Have you ever felt that there is something contained in the singing outside, as if it is calling your name?" The male student opened his mouth to finish off.
Han Fei is no longer in the mood to talk to the male students. His mind is full of things related to singing. The evil soul is crazy and worships chaos. There will be another incident in the dead building next.
"The evil spirit is so cruel to itself. It puts Song into the dead building and kills him with one blow! The problem is, the person that Song hates the most is him!"
The glass on the top floor is still shattering. It is estimated that by the time the butterflies arrive, the dead building will have been so beaten that it will not be recognized.
Sad music, singing, and the sound of broken glass are intertwined, and the boundless gray mist pours into the dead building, like a black sea suspended in the air pouring downward!
Standing next to the window, Han Fei witnessed everything. The scene was spectacular and strange, full of sinister atmosphere, and even reminded him of the opening ceremony of a certain Olympic Games many years ago.
