Fangzheng hoped that these ghosts would take the initiative to come to the door,
Then he wouldn't have to play around like hide-and-seek.
However, half of Fangzheng's body was sticking out of the stairwell. When he looked down at the downstairs, there was no so-called female ghost in white standing on the first floor.
When I looked up at the top of the stairwell, a female grimace with disheveled hair suddenly fell down.
The stairwell in the dead of night is very quiet, as if entering another claustrophobic space, with pale walls on both sides, it is very scary to walk alone in the stairs with empty footsteps, and you will always be suspicious from time to time Looking back, will there be a second footstep suddenly appearing.
There has been no air circulation for a long time, and there are no people walking around. The air in the stairwell is a bit dirty and a bit gloomy.
In the stairwell of the claustrophobic space, there was only the sound of Fangzheng's empty footsteps. He walked to the third floor, the second floor, the first floor...
Go to the fourth floor again, the fifth floor...
Every time you go down, the voice-activated light will light up, and at the same time, the voice-activated light above the head will go out, and the space behind will be plunged into darkness.
But Fangzheng turned a blind eye to this.
He is like a wanderer excluded from this world, only concentrating on finding his own goal.
But after about ten minutes, Fangzheng found nothing.
He didn't intend to procrastinate any longer. He planned to search room 401 directly to see if the cellphone that secretly recorded in the guest room was still there
And he wants to see, what the hell is going on in Room 401
However, when Fangzheng came to 401,
huh huh huh...
There was the sound of water coming from Room 401.
"Failure."
Then a manic voice came from 401.
…
Boom, boom, boom.
"Hello, I'm a room cleaner, please open the door, we have to clean up."
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of Room 401.
huh huh huh...
In 401, there is only the sound of water release, but no response.
After a few seconds of silence outside the door...
"Hello, the late-night takeaway you ordered has been delivered, please open the door."
The door of Room 401 was knocked again.
But there was still only the sound of running water in 401, and there was no response from other people, as if the people inside were taking a bath, and there was no knock on the door outside.
The movement outside the door fell into silence again...
But the next moment, suddenly! Boom! !
The door frame shattered and burst, and the door flew out like a missile. A figure with a knife case on its shoulder rushed into the guest room.
It's square.
"It's you!"
"You've been hiding in 401 all along!"
The light in the corridor shone in. Fangzheng looked at the figure of the woman in the bathroom, his gaze sank. It was the waitress who had been on sick leave and not at work.
But the face of the waitress at this moment is not good, because she has been dead for a long time, and her body is covered with corpse spots. At this moment, this female corpse is playing a psychic game like Zhang Xiaojie, Feng Lu, and Lei Zi in front of the bathroom mirror. Look at this It's like a waitress is still being held by ghosts after she dies, making short videos over and over again, and it's a failure again and again.
I don't know how she hid in the guest room without being discovered by the cleaning staff.
However, as a waiter here, it is not surprising to have a spare key.
And people can also hide under the mattress. Although the cleaning staff will clean the sheets, they will not move heavy mattresses for no reason.
But Fangzheng ignored the woman in the bathroom. With a shake of his shoulders, the knife case that had been carried on his shoulders flew into the air. With a yang aura, which specializes in counteracting evil spirits, it quickly smashed towards a female mobile phone on a chair.
This is a quick shot, a thunderous strike, without giving the slightest reaction time.
boom!
The floor shook, and the chair and the wall blasted a huge hole.
"Get out!"
Fangzheng's palm rose hot, and with a fiery breath, he made a fist seal, the crouching diamond seal!
The qi and blood in the body burned and boiled like a blazing furnace.
boom! The fist print hit a void somewhere in the darkness.
ah! !
There was a low-pitched scream.
"Still trying to hide?!"
Fangzheng was about to give chase, but the female corpse in the bathroom rushed towards him fiercely, Fangzheng opened the knife box without looking at it! Ghost head knife out!
He slashed towards another place in the dark void, and the knife box was slapped by the palm of his hand, pushed out by the strength of his hand, and hit the female corpse behind him heavily.
puff!
The woman was nailed to the wall by a knife box.
The warding off evil cinnabar on the knife box and the yang energy carried by the scarlet ink thread are extremely hot and scorching, and are the natural nemesis of these evil spirits. At this time, the female corpse is like a burning stove, which makes the female corpse scream in pain, struggle, and go crazy Twisting his body, his ten fingers desperately tried to pull out the knife case, but it was ineffective, as soon as his ten fingers touched the knife case, blue smoke would rise.
The skin and flesh of the female corpse cracked inch by inch like a porcelain doll, and peeled off, revealing the burnt black muscle tissue under the skin.
Peng!
The female corpse turned into black ash, leaving a human-shaped burn mark on the wall.
Ordinary soul energy from female corpse +1.
When Fangzheng nailed the woman's body to the wall, he didn't stop moving in his hand, and the ghost head knife, full of killing karma, slashed towards a dark corner.
boom!
A large bed was directly split into two pieces.
"Don't you want to make a short video of death? Aren't you angry that the ritual was interrupted, don't you want to complete the complete ritual of the psychic game? Come on, show up and let me play with you."
There is a faint golden light on the skin of Fang Zheng's body, like a golden awn of glass flowing.
Under the golden glow of colored glaze, there seemed to be a dragon and a tiger's true meaning, faintly flowing.
This layer of cicada membrane, which is like golden awn glass, acts as a light, like a firefly in the dark night.
At this moment, a pitch-black crooked figure appeared in front of the bathroom mirror.
"I've been waiting for you to come here on my own initiative. Come on, take my knife. If you can take my knife, I'll play Lao Shizi's psychic game with you! Short video of death!"
Fangzheng, who had been waiting for a long time, a red knife light flashed quickly in the darkness, and the nine sun gods in his body spewed out along with the knife light, like a round of fire sun, a meteorite fell down, accurately chopping middle mirror.
The light of the knife brought a thick and hot flame, and chopped out a thick and rotating flame column like a waterfall. It was the leakage of the yang energy of the Nine Suns God Gang, and set off a flame storm in the narrow room.
Click!
Peng!
All the glass products in the bathroom, including the mirror on the wall, exploded into shimmering crystal powder.
A big hole was blasted along with the wall.
ah! !
It was too late for the pitch-black hunched figure to dodge, Fangzheng had been waiting on the sidelines, waiting for it to throw itself into the trap, and its body would be split open by the saber air and explode, burning into ashes.
"I've seen mirror ghosts a few times. Some are strong and some are weak. I blew up all the mirrors. If you don't have a mirror, see if you can still become a worthless mirror ghost!"
Special soul aura from mirror spirit +1.
(end of this chapter)