"However, we were blocked by ghosts at the door. They had entered the living room and were heading towards the study, and we had nowhere to run."
"you?"
"..." Wang Lingxian: "My classmate and I, his name is Totem."
Chen Jin understands.
There were two people on the other side of the phone. If you guessed correctly, they should all be students from the University of Michigan who were assigned to the investigation team of the special department of Xinhai City. They were sophomores or juniors with great talent, and they dared to leave the team and break into the second floor. Investigation, at this moment surrounded by ghosts, dare to call according to the phone number he left, not afraid of being scammed.
During the conversation, the speech was calm, the price was negotiated, and there was no rush. It was hard to believe that they were in a desperate situation.
But no matter what their purpose is, Cen Jin only needs to believe in the blood moon riot tonight, and if they want to convince them, they must show their worth.
Solving ghosts is a good book of surrender.
Cen Jin turned his head to look at the white coat + gas mask left in the closet, guessing that they were in Zhao Guanghao's study at the moment, using the same telephone, and said softly, "See the closet across from the desk? Open it. , put on a blood-stained white coat and a gas mask, put on a blood-stained axe, and go out generously."
There is only one set in the wardrobe. He intends to go to the next door to collect a set and put it in later, and his original intention is to let Wang Lingxian join the ghost family. After all, white coats and gas masks are the common equipment used by ghosts before they die. .
Maybe after wearing them, they will feel more intimate, and they will let them go by mistakenly thinking they are their own
Unexpectedly, Wang Lingxian blurted out: "You let us pretend to be you?"
Cen Jin: "..." How do they know what they are wearing now
Wang Lingxian: "It's a good idea."
I don't understand the meaning, but I don't say anything wrong, Cen Jin answered vaguely: "Well. Are there any questions? If not, I'll hang up."
Just as Wang Lingxian didn't answer, Cen Jin quickly hung up the phone, redialed his mobile phone number, recorded the phone number, added the sentence "Call this number, I know how to kill ghosts" on the paper, and then hid the paper on the table In a folder, I checked to see if I could find a notebook or diary similar to Dr. Davis' draft, but unfortunately I found nothing.
The owner of the house is Zhao Guanghao. The husband and wife are biologists. No research-related materials could be found in either the bedroom or the study. It is estimated that after the massacre, all suspicious materials were cleaned up.
It is estimated that there is nothing to find on the second floor, so I still want to go to the fifth floor to have a look.
Thinking of this, Cen Jin dragged the axe out of the study, and opened the door, his relaxed expression instantly stiffened, his pupils shrank sharply, a cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to his back, and the pores all over his body were screaming with fear and horror.
But I saw that the corridor was full of ghosts at some point, with different postures and motionless.
Cen Jin held his breath, his heart beat faster, and went out tentatively. The ghost figure turned his head and stared at him with a 'swish'. The most recent ghost figure was half a meter in front of him, and his face was just a rolling black mist, but he somehow knew it. That's the ghost's face.
And the ghost could see him.
Cen Jin didn't dare to act rashly, his brain was running fast, Ghost Shadow was obviously not playing a game of one-two-three wooden men with him, and there was no limit to killing foreign objects, unless they were too weak and had to resort to some external force or set traps, The hallucination pit kills humans.
Ghost Shadow didn't rush over and shred him directly, either too weak to move, or moving too slowly, but if Ghost Shadow was so weak, the two senior brothers Wang Lingxian would not be trapped in the study.
Although it remains to be verified whether it is a dead end, it is certain that ghosts will cause them some trouble.
Even if ghosts pose no threat, the black parasites associated with them haunt the second floor, that's the scariest thing for humans.
Cen Jin tried to pass through the ghosts and enter the next room. Sure enough, all the ghosts only turned their heads to look at him, and some even twisted their backs 180 degrees without moving their bodies. Fortunately, they could only twist their heads.
So he walked through the ghost shadow and arrived in the next room without incident. He found a white coat and gas mask and put it back in Zhao Guanghao's study.
After handling it properly, Cen Jin looked up and saw four ghosts appearing in the living room!
There are three big and one small. One of the tallest ghosts stands at the door facing the sundries such as beds and wardrobes, the other is shorter in the living room and pushes the sofa, and the third thin ghost prepares Hide the ghost like a child.
Looking at the direction is towards the study.
At the same time, all the ghosts outside the corridor disappeared without a trace.
Cen Jinfei quickly flashed into the second bedroom opposite, and saw that the little ghost was hidden in the study through the crack of the door. As soon as the door was closed, there were crisp footsteps coming from outside the corridor.
Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, there is also the sound of the axe dragging on the ground, which is particularly loud in the dead silent night.
The big ghost had closed the door, and the heavy objects such as the bed cabinet that had been removed re-blocked the door. The shorter ghost and the thin ghost worked together to push the sofa. There was no sound of friction, and it was impossible to even see with the naked eye that the sofa was moving. trajectory, but the sofa does move position.
Cen Jin's eyes never took his eyes off the ghosts, but he couldn't see their movement tracks anyway, as if the ghosts were just countless frames of stop-motion animation. When the stop-motion animation stored in his mind for a second was ghosts The door, the next second becomes a ghost hiding in the house.
He guessed that the reason for this 'teleportation' phenomenon is that there is ghost activity on the second floor of the real world, and it overlaps with the inner world where time and space are not stable, so that some kind of time and space interlace phenomenon occurs. The human brain CPU level Too low to handle complex data, so you can't see ghost activity trajectories.
Da, da, da da...
At this moment, the footsteps stopped at the door of Zhao Guanghao's house.
The three ghosts in the living room found their hiding places respectively, and the room returned to a deadly silence.
Something outside the door knocked and said it was back, let the door open.
Without getting a response, he persevered and knocked. His emotions became more and more angry, and his voice became more and more shrill. Finally, a roar almost like a beast filled the entire corridor.
The dust in the house set off a small vortex visible to the naked eye. The heavy object blocking the door was pushed back one or two centimeters, leaving gray-white scratches. The iron door was loose, and a gap the width of an index finger appeared.
The next moment, a pair of gray hands suddenly inserted into the crack of the door, holding the iron door, groping until the door lock was completely pulled down with a little force, threw the door lock away, and pushed the door vigorously. The iron door didn't move at all. It realized that something heavy was blocking the door, and it retracted its hand. There was no movement for a long time.
The three ghosts in the living room thought that the things outside were gone, so they quietly stuck out their heads to check the situation. Among them, the big ghost made a gesture to tell others not to move. The next moment, it squatted behind the door and used the mirror to observe whether the things outside the door were. still.
It is estimated that the mirror did not see the foreign objects outside, because the other two ghosts came out, and the thinner ghosts came towards the study, ready to carry the little daughter. They wanted to take advantage of the alienated eldest son outside to leave, hurry up Escape the second floor.
But they missed the education of the eldest son and misjudged the level of cunning, because it was lying on the iron door at the moment, I don't know how to curl up so as not to be seen by the mirror, the pale and terrible eyes were stuck in the gap of the iron door, cold and cruel Look at the ghosts in the house.
Cen Jin was shocked. The axe was originally embedded in the gap, but the four Ghost Ying family did not find that the axe was pulled out.
While thinking about it, the situation in the house turned into two male ghosts moving the heavy objects blocking the door, the female ghost hugging the little ghost, and the family of four preparing to escape. Just as the last heavy object blocking the door was removed, there was a loud bang, the iron door was split open, and a tall monster with blue-gray skin stood at the door with an axe.
That monster looked like a human, with straight facial features but white eyes, blue-gray skin, and its skull was pried open to reveal the frontal lobe. Inside was curled up a mass of black worms that wriggled from time to time, making Cen Jin feel cold all over.
This monster is about two meters tall and has full muscles. When it lifts its axe, it slashes at the ghosts. The ghosts panic and flee, showing the appearance of broken hands and broken legs. It is not difficult to guess that this is what happened to them before they died. .
Cen Jin frowned, the corners of his lips turned down, and his face was tense, thinking that they were all contaminated foreign objects? Why was he killed before he was alive, and he was chased and killed again and again after he died? How crazy is Li Zhenzhong!
Then I thought of the two shadow mercenaries in the middle and back doors, and the mercenaries killed by ghosts and parasites described in Davis' draft. Although the mercenaries helped Zhou to abuse him, and there was more to die for, it is an indisputable fact that ghosts kill people. In the final analysis, a dog bites a dog.
The gods can’t be trusted, let alone foreign objects that hate humans and feed on humans. The esoteric students are responsible for killing monsters, and they can’t sympathize with them because of their miserable lives... Grass!
The ignorant little ghost was kept under his parents' body, the monster's axe fell, and the big ghost's head was cut off neatly. Without any pause, he waved the butcher's knife at his mother, younger siblings, and each head was cut off, trying to prevent it from killing. Little ghost.
Every time the ghost is cut, the color of the body becomes darker, and the dark-colored part is equivalent to maturity, and it is cut off and fed to the black worms in the frontal lobe.
The parts eaten by the black worms can't be regenerated, and the big ghost has had two arms cut off, and the thin ghost has lost a leg. At this time, the head of the younger brother's ghost has turned black like ink.
The axe raised by the monster turned in mid-air and headed towards his brother's head.
Once the head is eaten, it is the real demise.
Cen Jin sighed silently, he really wanted to abide by the school rules, but as a kind and brave ordinary person, his heart was too soft.
Feeling that his heart was too soft, the yellow-haired mourner wore a gas mask and a blood-stained white coat, kicked open the door and rushed out, raised his blood-stained axe and slashed at the monster's neck.
With a sound of 'clang', the axe slid across the monster's hard neck, wiping out sparks, and at the same time successfully preventing the monster from slashing at his younger brother Ghost Shadow's axe, but Cen Jin's axe failed but did not stop moving, so he went around behind the monster. Stepping on the overturned wooden cabinet on his back, he used a backflip to slash to the frontal lobe of the monster.
The target is the black parasite.
With a 'puchi' sound, the sharp axe almost sank into the monster's head to the position between the eyebrows, and the black worm in the middle of the frontal lobe was split in half, and the stench and pungent blood flowed out.
"Roar!!" The monster screamed, and the hands holding the axe waved wildly, without a clue.
The blue veins on the back of Cen Jin's hand protruded violently, and his fingertips turned white. He tried to pull out the axe, but it got stuck. When the monster realized his intention, he firmly grasped the handle of the axe and stared at the strange creature in front of him.
It didn't even find that Cen Jin was a human being, and that equipment reminded it of unpleasant experiences in his life, his parents who were busy at work, the white coats who secretly sewed strange bugs into their foreheads, and the mercenaries wearing gas masks who beat them!
This foreign body dressed as a strange doctor is full of disgusting elements from head to toe and must be killed!
The monster held the handle of the axe in one hand and swung the axe in the other hand. The axe, which was shining with cold light, slashed towards his face. Cen Jin had to let go and retreat. Because of the speed and strength, the soles of his shoes scraped the ground and screamed harshly.
Cen Jin stared at the monster's quick breathing, and the latter pulled out the axe on his head, using the left and right axe against the defenseless Cen Jin.
The monster looked down at Cen Jin's hands, and then looked at the two axes in his hands, with a hideous smile on his face, and endless malice poured out in an instant.
Cen Jin read the meaning of 'I have a blade, but you don't have it, go to die' for no reason. Cen Jin couldn't help standing up straight, first loosening his phalanx, and then inserting his left and right hands. He went into his backpack and pulled out a bone cutter and a western kitchen knife, satisfied. Seeing the monster's frozen smile.
"It turns out that you can still think and keep your senses. Before you died, you were Li Zhenzhong's ghost, and after you died, you were the ghost of Black Worm."
Huang Mao's shoulders shook, his shoulder bag slipped, and his murderous aura overflowed.
"I killed you, and you died rightly."