"In other words, after you entered the hospital, you smashed the wall opposite Ward No. 1, and then I fell from the third floor?"
"嘤嘤!"
Xiao Hei nodded.
Wang Jin raised his head and looked above his head.
There is no second floor on this side, the dean's office is above the first floor.
Looking around, Wang Jin picked up a newspaper from the ground.
"Shocked! A series of rear-end collisions occurred in this city. The injured were sent to Mingshan Hospital and died after all rescue efforts failed."
After scanning the above content, Wang Jin remembered the key words.
Mingshan Hospital.
All died.
"Does anyone really dare to go to this hospital?"
After a search with no results, Wang Jin took a deep breath and walked out of the hospital scene.
The madman chewed the heart in his hand without saying a word, and his words became much less frequent from the beginning.
"Madman, let me show you something fun."
Wang Jin patted the madman on the shoulder, and then asked Bixian to throw out a rag doll.
"Help! Help!"
The doll struggled and begged for mercy, and Wang Jin recognized him as Xiaopang.
The madman's eyes lit up when he saw the doll.
"Madman, let me tell you, this person should be considered one of your kind, he is a scumbag."
"There are four dolls like this. You can torture them when you have nothing to do. Remember to be gentle and don't break them."
"okay."
After taking Xiaopang, the madman became visibly happy.
It seems that rag dolls can really make people feel better.
Xiaopang screamed and kept begging for mercy.
But the louder he screamed, the more excited the madman became.
Wang Jin looked at the laughing lunatic, and then began to try to take him into the Eye of the Ancient God, but the lunatic seemed to dislike this.
"Boss, this is such a good living person. It's not like he has eye droppings. Why does he have to get into your eyes?"
The madman held the doll and curled his lips as he spoke.
Wang Jin smiled, without forcing him, and then turned his attention to Xiao Hei.
"Come on, Xiaohei, show your colleagues their new home."
Wang Jin took Xiao Hei into the Eye of the Ancient God, and then heard an excited cry.
"ah--!"
A scream came from Azi's hut. Wang Jin sensed it and found that the scream came from Xiao Hei.
I don’t know how they provoked A’Zhu, who was being pushed to the ground and rubbed.
After Wang Jin walked out of the hospital scene, all the pollution from the dream of death was absorbed by him.
The hospital became normal and at the same time it became dead silent.
"well."
Wang Jin sighed.
Then we walked to the entrance of the underground scene.
The instructions for the haunted house stated that the underground is the scariest scene, and Wang Jin felt a little confused now.
As the three of them walked down, the stairs turned into a dirt road at some point, and coffins half-buried in the soil gradually began to appear on both sides of the dirt road.
The coffins seemed to have been deliberately placed nearby; some even had no lids and were just left there with their mouths open.
Wang Jin asked the madman to look inside the coffin, but it was all empty.
After careful observation, Wang Jin found that more and more of these coffins were exposed to the earth, which caused each coffin to be a little higher than the previous one.
"Hey, this is the meaning of raising a coffin to make a fortune, right?"
Wang Jin touched his chin and muttered softly.
He knew that there was indeed such a custom in some places, and it seemed that the meaning was the same here.
"Um?"
While walking, Wang Jin suddenly felt something following behind him.
The madman behind him patted Wang Jin on the shoulder, and he also noticed something unusual.
Li Hui took the lead and felt nothing.
Wang Jin did not look back immediately, but quietly slowed down.
The surrounding suddenly became very quiet, as if breaking some kind of boundary and entering another world.
The temperature gradually dropped, and Wang Jin could feel a cool air slowly approaching.
"Coming over."
Wang Jin's heart was still, perhaps because the madman was acting as a human shield behind him, but Wang Jin was not worried at all.
I was walking slowly, and when there was only three or four meters between the cool air behind me and the madman, I suddenly stopped, as if I had discovered something.
"Did I scare him?"
Wang Jin stuffed the fruit knife hard into his waist, and then pretended to be afraid and afraid to move forward.
"Why don't you come over? Do you have to go over by me for free?"
Wang Jin seriously considered whether to take the initiative to step back, but he was afraid of disturbing the thing behind him and letting it run away.
"hold on."
Wang Jin made a gesture, and the madman pretended not to see what was behind him.
As we continue walking forward, the dirt road becomes narrower and narrower, and is gradually blocked by weeds and tree branches.
I stretched out my hand and touched it, and found that the grass and trees were all real. I don’t know whether it was due to pollution or other reasons, but they were able to grow in such a dark environment.
Wang Jin waved his hand, forgetting that the figure didn't intend to come, he speeded up and prepared to help Li Hui clear the way.
But who would have thought that as soon as Wang Jin increased his speed, the figure became a little anxious. He probably thought Wang Jin was going to run away, so he quickly prepared to take action.
A chill came over my heart, and a gloomy wind blew through me.
This long-lost feeling reminded Wang Jin of the first time he met Bixian and Azi.
The hairs on the madman's neck stood up, the temperature became even lower, and chills came from all directions.
Before Wang Jin could react, the lunatic swung it with an iron pincer.
The powerful blow seemed to miss. Wang Jin turned around and saw the madman's iron pincers hitting a white paper lantern hard.
It seemed that it had been following Wang Jin and the others just now.
Wang Jin took the white paper lantern. The word "Die" was written on the lantern, and it shone with a faint green light.
"Is this thing actively following me?"
Wang Jin looked at the white paper lantern up and down and began to study what it was.
Madman stepped forward to clear the way with Li Hui, but Wang Jin was studying the lantern and did not follow.
Suddenly, a chill that was several times more terrifying than before surged into Wang Jin's body.
Wang Jin only felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and there was a pulling force behind him, and something wanted to drag Wang Jin into the coffin next to him.
"Do you want me to be the scapegoat?"
The air seemed to have condensed into ice, the cold air invaded the lungs, and the sound of crying suddenly came from my ears.
The surrounding trees were swaying from side to side, as if they were all alive.
To Wang Jin's surprise, the madman and Li Hui in front seemed not to notice anything unusual about him and continued to clean up the trees.
The cry went directly into the brain, and a pale human face slowly emerged. He lay on Wang Jin's shoulder and slowly opened his mouth.
Before anyone could say anything, Wang Jin suddenly turned his head back.
"You are crying!"
"???"
Wang Jin suddenly stretched out his hand to pat the figure behind him, and at the same time, two figures, one red and one white, appeared beside Wang Jin carrying bursts of yin energy.
"Um?"
Wang Jin stretched out his hand but missed it, and the figure fled away quickly.