I don't understand what's going on, and I don't have much time to think about what's going on.
It was completely dark all around, with only a few incense sticks still emitting faint light.
If you don't look carefully, you may even be startled and think that six shining little eyes are peering at you in the darkness.
The yin energy around me is getting thicker and thicker, and I finally have an ominous premonition in my heart.
"Damn it, let's run away first."
While I was talking, I quickly ran out of the room and wanted to go downstairs to find Wan Lin, but the damn elevator seemed to be deliberately trying to get in trouble with me. No matter how hard I pressed the button, the elevator refused to go up.
And at this juncture, the door that had been closed again before I left actually opened with a "squirt" sound.
The sound was so similar that I felt like the fans were about to break.
The moment the door opened, although I still couldn't see anything coming out of the room.
But obviously, there was a gust of evil wind blowing out from inside, and it seemed that there was an evil spirit hidden in the evil wind, and it rushed towards me quickly.
My heart tightened, "Damn it, you dare to confront me, right?" As I was talking, I reached out and grabbed it from my pocket, and what the hell, I actually grabbed a handful of oka/ben.
Why the hell does my ability to suppress evil spirits qualify as a soul-transmitting talisman?
I was stunned and stared blankly at the five or six okamotos I grabbed in my hand. The most this thing can do is catch tens of millions of men's descendants. Can it catch ghosts? You can lie to ghosts!
But at this time I came to my senses. Although I don't know why my consciousness was dominant at this moment, but after all, the body is still Zhao Lin's body, so how could there be a talisman on his body.
There was an emergency escape passage next to me. At this time, I couldn't care too much. Seeing that the Yin Qi was about to rush to my side, I dodged and ran into the escape passage.
Anyway, it's only the third floor. With my desperate running speed, it probably only took a minute or two at most.
I ran down the corridor quickly, but the yin energy behind me followed me like a shadow.
It's like a little tail that I can't get rid of, constantly entangled with me.
At this moment, the corridor was pitch dark, and the only sound that was quiet was my breathing and the sound of footsteps running up the stairs.
After a few turns, I could already see the safety exit downstairs.
As a result, at this time, the originally closed safety exit was suddenly opened, and a dark wind blew towards my shop from outside, almost hitting me head-on and face-to-face.
Therefore, my speed of running away was slowed down for a moment, but when I wanted to rush down again, I was stunned.
The building number is written on the escape exit in front of you.
At this moment, two words were clearly written on it: Second Floor.
Second floor? I’m still on the second floor now?
Now I was completely confused. I ran down from the third floor, and it must have been a minute or two, but I was still at the escape hatch on the second floor.
Just when I was confused, the yin energy behind me finally caught up with me.
It was like a truck, and it hit me hard, knocking me down the stairs.
I rolled all the way up the stairs, feeling like my whole body was shaking. Finally, I hit a wooden door hard and then reluctantly stopped.
It's just that although I hit the wooden door, the feeling of the impact almost cracked my spine. The pain made me grin and almost shed tears.
I turned around and realized that this damn thing was actually another escape exit.
"I'm here."
However, when I saw the second floor written on the escape exit, I couldn't help but want to give the door my middle finger.
At this moment, I finally understood that I was really stuck in a wall.
The so-called ghost wall-breaking is actually a method used by evil spirits to confuse ordinary people. It traps people in the same place. No matter how they run or move around, they will eventually return to the original place and cannot get out no matter what.
People live until they are driven crazy.
Just like now, I feel like I'm going crazy.
It's just that knowing that this place is a place where ghosts are attacking the wall is easy to solve. My master gave me two methods before, saying they are a panacea for fighting ghosts, and I have also read corresponding records in ancient books. Those two methods are very effective for fighting ghosts.
It is very effective in dealing with evil spirits.
Isn't the ghost hitting the wall at this moment a kind of evil spirit?
It's just... I was a little hesitant, because that method was really painful, just like self-mutilation.
And it was while I was hesitating that a burst of sharp laughter actually came from above my head. The sound was like the sound of fingernails scratching on a blackboard, and it made the goosebumps all over my body stand up.
stand up.
The laughter was "gurgling", and I felt like there was a claw on my heart at this moment, which was constantly grabbing my heart and might crush it at any time.
"Tick tock...tick tock..."
At this time, a series of water droplets fell from the top of my head. I subconsciously wiped my head and took a look. I was shocked to find that my right hand was actually covered with blood.
I quickly looked up and saw a corpse hanging upside down above my head. The corpse's body was covered with iron pieces, especially her company, which was even more bloody. The blood dripped on my body earlier.
It's from him.
Although she looks so unrecognizable at this moment, I believe that the person in front of me is the female ghost who committed suicide earlier.
While she was smiling, the blood in her mouth kept falling down, which made my face blurry.
At that time, I was so scared that I was shaking all over, and I didn’t even have the strength to stand up.
"Come down with me, jump down with me."
"Come down with me, jump down with me."
She almost went crazy and kept repeating this sentence above my head.
It seemed that she felt that scaring me before was not enough. Then as she shouted, her neck stretched out quickly, like a piece of chewing gum that had been stretched out. It looked very weird and terrifying.
Just a few seconds later, her bloody head hit the top of my head with a "bang".
The moment he hit me, the two of us seemed to be conjoined. No matter how hard I shook my head, the thing refused to come down.
Finally, I mustered up the courage to reach out and grab it. Originally, I wanted to use all my courage to take the head off my head, but in the end, although I easily grabbed the head,
No matter how much I twisted, the head couldn't be pulled out of my head.