The smell of corpses filled the air so much that people could hardly open their eyes.
These corpses fell on the steps in a disorderly manner, squeezing each other and covering the steps of the stairs.
Looking around, we can see that the corpses are both male and female, mostly adults. The clothes they are wearing are also from the late last century. They are relatively old and inconsistent with the dressing style of modern society.
"Why are there so many corpses here? Are they the deliverymen and photographers who were killed by the second manager's images?"
Li Leping's eyes turned. He did not immediately step onto the stairs that could no longer be seen. Instead, he observed these corpses that were obviously from a different period from his own.
The sight of the putrid, stiff, dead-eyed, and wide-eyed miserable death makes one's heart tremble.
However, Li Leping was accustomed to these desperate faces before death. He did not care about these miserable corpses and did not feel any discomfort. He was just curious about the reason why the corpses were piled up here.
"This body..."
Suddenly, Li Leping's eyes moved slightly and he pulled out a corpse from the pile of corpses.
This corpse had been dead for a long time, and the body was completely decomposed, exuding a strong putrid smell.
However, it was such a long-dead corpse that caught Li Leping's attention.
Because he found that there was an old-fashioned video camera hanging on the chest of the corpse.
This camera is of the same style as the camera Li Leping has. They are both old and rusty, and give off a cold air to the touch.
There is no doubt that the dead guy was a photographer.
According to the rules of ghost photo studios, those who can become photographers should be ghost masters.
But, where is this guy’s ghost?
Li Leping stretched out his hand, pushed the camera hanging on the corpse's chest aside, and then his eyes moved.
Because he found a big hole in the chest of the corpse.
Although other parts of the corpse are well preserved and the limbs are sound, the chest seems to have been forcibly torn open by something. If you look inside, you will find that the inside of the corpse is actually empty.
There were no internal organs, no organs could be seen, and even the sternum had been removed, leaving only a layer of skin and long-rotten carrion.
"Did the ghost in this guy's body escape after reviving? Or was it forcibly taken away by something?"
Li Leping looked at the corpse with only a shell left, and could not draw a definite conclusion for a while.
The only thing that can be determined now is the identity of the owner of the corpse. This guy is a photographer. No matter which floor he belongs to, being able to serve as a photographer is enough to prove that he is a ghost controller.
Moreover, looking at the clothing on the corpse, it should be the style of clothing from the end of the last century, which means that this person should be from the same period as Gu Chengjun, and the time of death can be traced back to at least more than 20 years ago.
"These people should be the photographers and delivery people who were killed after the accident."
Li Leping raised his head and glanced at the stairs filled with corpses, then walked up.
Although it was a bit impolite to step on the corpses, Li Leping had nothing to do. This place was not under his management. He could not clean up the piled up corpses. At this moment, he could only step on each corpse like this.
The rotting corpse walked up.
Stepping on a rotting corpse, Li Leping always felt like he was stepping on a sponge, but when he stepped on it, what squeezed out was not water, but corpse liquid exuding a strong rotting smell.
The smell of corpses was so strong that the cold air floating in the corridor was much washed away.
"It seems that all the ghosts in the photographer's body have been removed, so there is no danger."
After walking for a while, Li Leping pulled out another corpse from the pile of corpses and looked at it.
This corpse was similar to the one he pulled out. There was a camera hanging on the chest, and the chest was brutally torn open as if someone had done a thoracotomy. There was also nothing inside.
nor.
"The same method of death is basically certain. The ghosts in the bodies of these ghost masters were not broken out after resuscitation, but were forcibly torn open and taken away by some terrifying existence."
Li Leping put down the dead body, closed its eyes out of politeness, and then continued walking up.
Walking in the corridors filled with corpses, he saw many corpses in miserable death conditions. Although they had been rotting in this place for many years, the look of despair on the corpses' faces still remained, as if the resentment before death had not dissipated.
Generally speaking, the ferocious face can make people feel chilly in their hearts.
Occasionally, Li Leping found the corpses of several photographers among these piled corpses.
These corpses were lucky enough to be piled on top of the corpse pile, and only then did Li Leping realize their specialness.
Maybe the bodies of some photographers are still buried under the pile of corpses and are not even qualified to be discovered.
"The eighth body."
Another corpse with an open chest was put down, and Li Leping, who closed the eyes of the corpse, continued to walk up.
He estimated that the bodies of all the photographers and deliverymen who died in the accident were abandoned here.
It is not difficult to imagine that maybe more than 20 years ago, the Ghost Photo Studio might have been a prosperous paranormal institution. While it attracted many photographers who dealt with paranormal events, it also had delivery people who were responsible for running errands to deliver photos.
But no one expected that after everyone worked hard to complete the tasks assigned by the ghost photo studio, what greeted them was not the happy ending of getting rid of this ghost place, but the cruelty of being killed by the out-of-control images of the previous manager.
ending.
Throughout their lives, they never left this terrifying supernatural place, and their corpses were left in this narrow staircase, left to rot like garbage randomly discarded in the corridor, until today.
"Coming."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As he walked, Li Leping saw the end of the stairs.
An old wooden door stood there, as if no one had opened it for many years.
Without hesitation, Li Leping, who knew what he should do, pushed open the wooden door directly.
The chandelier on the ceiling was yellow and the light was dim and depressing, but it also illuminated the situation on the fifth floor.
The familiar T-shaped layout, with corridors on both sides connecting the rooms, and walking forward is the familiar photo studio lobby.
The old wooden floors, the moldy walls, and the rotten door that opened when pushed, everything exuded a rotten musty smell, revealing an inexplicable gloominess.
"It is nothing special."
Li Leping looked around.
The fifth floor is an area beyond Gu Chengjun's influence, so it is normal for the fifth floor to look completely different from the other four floors.
Li Leping was more concerned about whether there would be any evil spirits wandering on the fifth floor.
But it turned out that he was overthinking it.
Different from the decaying, cold, and corpse-filled corridors, although the entire fifth floor looks very old, there are no weird figures to be seen, and it is deserted.
"Is it safe?"
Li Leping walked out and came to the fifth floor.
Nothing unusual happened.
"It seems like the ghost didn't stay on this floor. Could it be that after killing people, it returned to the special floor where the manager is?"
Li Leping walked around the hall and found nothing unusual. He turned around and found that the wooden door connecting the fourth floor to the fifth floor was still there. It did not disappear as soon as he went upstairs like before.
.
"Is the door connecting the fourth and fifth floors still there?"
The special phenomenon attracted Li Leping's attention.
He has nothing to fear. He is just an afterimage of the invader. To put it bluntly, he is just a tool responsible for exploring the path.
Relying on the idea that he didn't need to worry about life and death and only needed to investigate the information as soon as possible, he pushed open the wooden door again.
It was still a familiar scene. In front of him was a staircase going down. The steps were filled with corpses in different forms of death.
"Go down and have a look."
He quickly took action, stepping on the corpses piled up on the steps again, and walked all the way down.
As he walked down, he also had a guess in his mind.
If divided according to status, apart from the managers, the photographers on the fifth floor should be the ghost masters with the strongest supernatural power in the photo studio.
At this level, maybe you can have certain privileges in the ghost photo studio?
For example, permission to go up and down stairs freely?
After all, the next step is to become a manager.
However, there can only be one manager at a time, otherwise there will be a situation like Gu Chengjun's, where the ghost photo studio was fragmented due to poor handover.
Not long after this thought occurred, as Li Leping walked down, he saw another wooden door at the end.
Push open the wooden door.
"really."
As soon as he opened the door, facing the aisle, he immediately saw himself sitting on the chair.
Li Leping himself also turned around at this time and glanced at him.
The two looked at each other, but there was no communication. Li Leping in the corridor silently closed the door and looked around the corner.
A staircase that did not exist before appeared in the field of vision.
The steps go all the way down and seem to be connected to the third floor of the ghost photo studio.
There was absolutely no such staircase before, Li Leping was sure.
"Go down and have a look."
Li Leping, who didn't need to worry about stepping on a trap, immediately took action and walked down quickly.
The corridor was dark, and the surroundings were eerily quiet. The only sound was the strange "creak" sound he made when stepping on the wooden steps.
soon.
At the end of the steps, another wooden door appeared.
Next to the wooden door, there is also a corridor going down.
"I originally climbed from the third floor to the fourth floor to receive the Dharma Assembly mission, so there is no need to go to the third floor to investigate again."
Li Leping pushed open the wooden door and did not go in. Instead, he took a cursory look at the brand new third floor outside the door, and then immediately walked towards the second floor.
There is nothing strange about the second floor.
However.
Li Leping opened the door on the first floor and walked in. After walking through the corridor and reaching the hall, he couldn't help but stop, his eyes condensed, and then he stared in one direction.
There is a wall next to the corridor.
The wall, which had been renovated by Gu Chengjun, had ceramic tiles installed, and was painted, suddenly developed a crack at some point.
This crack is neither vertical nor horizontal, but diagonal.
The crack was bottomless, and its length was exaggerated. It was more than one meter long, more than enough to split a person in half diagonally.
"This is……"
Li Leping walked over with a solemn expression.
"Everything in the ghost photo studio is made of supernatural beings. Let alone cutting it with a knife, even if it is bombarded with artillery or nuclear bombs, it will not be able to damage the photo studio in the slightest."
Only ghosts can fight against ghosts.
In the same way, something that can leave a trace in this supernatural place can only be some kind of more terrifying supernatural being.
Without any worries, Li Leping raised his hand, touched the crack that was invisible at first glance, and touched the edge of the crack.
"This crack was not made by smashing, but rather like it was cut by something."
Li Leping looked at the crack formed by a broken mirror, and couldn't help but think of the hatchet in Yang Jian's hand.
But if you think about it carefully, you will feel that something is not right.
Although the hatchet has the ability to dismember supernatural beings, Yang Jian himself has nothing to do with the photo studio, and it is even less possible for him to use the hatchet to leave such a long mark on the wall like he is doing now.
Such knife marks are too extravagant, not in line with Yang Jian's style at all, nor are they like marks that can be made by a hatchet.
Such cracks look more like they were cut with a big knife.
The knife must be swung diagonally upward to leave such a mark on the wall.
"Furthermore, this knife was most likely not aimed at the wall. No matter how top-notch ghost masters are, they would not just slash at the wall when they are full. This knife was most likely aimed at Gu Chengjun, and the wall was just attacked along the way.
, and this left a trace.”
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Li Leping withdrew his gaze, and then walked around the hall again, trying to find new clues.
As a result, no unnecessary traces were found.
"Is Gu Chengjun finished with one strike? Or is this actually not the main battlefield?"
Li Leping looked at the knife marks on the wall again.
This is the only evidence that he can confirm that a conflict broke out in the ghost photo studio.
However, due to the lack of information, he was unable to confirm the specific situation.
"It's just that no matter whether Gu Chengjun was killed with a knife or not, judging from the current situation, he undoubtedly lost and was solved by this ghost controller with a knife."
After analyzing this, Li Leping couldn't help but feel a little surprised and felt an inexplicable urgency.
"The worst guess turned out to be a reality. An extremely powerful ghost controller came to the ghost photo studio and directly killed the manager of the ghost photo studio."
Li Leping wanted to deny such a conjecture, but all current evidence points to this conjecture.
What made him most incredible was that, judging from the existing signs, there was probably only one person who took action, and that was the sword-wielding ghost master.
He was able to kill the manager of a supernatural place by himself.
"A ghost controller with such ability will definitely not be a newcomer to the supernatural circle, nor is it likely to be the old monsters from the Republic of China, but in any case, this guy is definitely not a ghost controller of my time. There is such a person
It’s impossible that I haven’t heard anything about the No. 1 person.”
Thinking of this, Li Leping's eyes looked a little gloomy: "Sure enough, with the advent of the supernatural era again, some ghosts and monsters have begun to appear. Are some guys who have lived from the previous era to the present also starting to become restless?"