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Looking at the densely packed bloody palm prints on the walls on both sides of the passage in front of him, Yang Jian, who was carrying the corpse, hesitated now.
"Is the ghost in Room 82 coming out? Is it because of me, or is the ghost just wandering out?"
He thought about retreating and temporarily avoiding the bloody handprints that kept appearing, but Yang Jian was worried that he would encounter some unknown danger if he continued to go deep, so he didn't act immediately, but was making decisions.
soon.
Yang Jian, who was carrying the corpse, chose to face the bloody handprints that were coming.
There is no point in retreating, it will waste time instead, and you may not be attacked if you walk up, if you retreat and take a detour, you may lose your way, and you may even encounter a more terrifying danger than this bloody hand.
"I don't believe this thing can really kill me."
Yang Jian walked quickly, trying to pass through the aisle covered with bloody palm prints, without fear that this was undoubtedly the ghost in Room 82.
It was impossible for him to do this kind of head iron method before.
But the curse of the music box gave him the courage and courage to allow him to make many mistakes during the current period without losing his life.
Yang Jian started to turn back and immediately passed the weird bloody palm print on the wall.
The surrounding feeling is obviously not right.
Although he couldn't see where the real ghost was, Yang Jian could feel that this passage was colder than before, and there was an indescribable creepy feeling all over his body, as if there were many hidden ghosts in this passage. Weird eyes stared at him, but he passed through abruptly under the gaze of some kind of ghost.
Yang Jian's ghost eyes didn't look around, because he was afraid of being affected by seeing something he shouldn't see.
Since you have decided to turn back the same way, you don't need to think about anything.
soon.
He passed the door of Room 82 again.
This time, Yang Jian glanced inside again with a cold face.
The situation in the room was a little different from before. The walls inside and the red palm prints on the roof disappeared, and it seemed that they all ran outside, which made the originally scary room return to normal.
He didn't stay long, he just sped up his actions.
Because of the influence of the shroud, Yang Jian couldn't use the ghost domain to transfer directly, so the efficiency of his actions was slightly affected, but he was still very fast. This heavy corpse had no effect on him, after all, it wasn't A ghost like Fang Shiming lying behind his back does not have supernatural powers.
However, Yang Jian's actions soon followed the bloody handprints on the wall behind him.
These bloody handprints actually changed direction, no longer spreading to the place just now, but continued to follow behind Yang Jian, and this incomprehensible blood-red handprints began to appear on the surrounding walls again and again.
The ghost seemed to be following all the way and identified Yang Jian.
"Have you chased me?"
Yang Jian didn't look back, but he could see clearly.
However, he ignored it, not even the slightest fear, he was already prepared in his heart.
Continue to quickly return along the original road.
The numbers on the surrounding door numbers are also constantly shrinking, from the previous No. 82 to No. 60, and then to No. 50.
The luck in the middle was not bad, Yang Jian did not encounter any other strange situations except for the ghost following behind him, and he was getting closer and closer to the exit, and he came to No. 31 again in just a short while near the room.
"Go ahead and go through three intersections before you can leave here."
Yang Jian's body was as cold as a walking corpse, but his pale, bloodless face showed a bit of dignity.
Ghost Eye glanced back.
The bloody handprints on the wall behind him are still dense, and he has not given up yet. He has followed all the way here from room 82, and it seems that he has no intention of giving up.
"Didn't attack me, just follow me? Or is my current state not conforming to the killing rules of this ghost? After all, I am already a dead person now, but this is not the way to go, I have to get rid of this thing, After all, it is not a good thing to be stared at by a ghost of unknown level."
Yang Jian was thinking while driving.
soon.
He came to room onebsp; This is the origin of the bloody palm prints on the wall.
And at this moment.
Yang Jian turned to look at the hand that he had just pressed against the wall, pressing on one of the bloody palms, which was so cold and horrifying.
Even if he has experienced many supernatural events, his scalp can't help but feel numb when he sees this scene.
But what frightened him even more was that it seemed that because he touched the bloody palm print, the countless people in the passage raised their heads, looked at him with their empty eye sockets, and then stretched out their hands. Another blood-stained palm seemed to grab Yang Jian and make Yang Jian one of them.
This is a terrible ghost curse that can turn a living person into a part of the curse and increase the number of bloody palm prints.
Yang Jian's eyes shrank, and his other ghost hand holding the hatchet hurriedly lifted up, and chopped off the arm closest to him.
This action seems to outsiders to be cutting the air, because there is nothing in front of him for him to cut, just like what the rotting male corpse under his feet did at the beginning.
Only now did Yang Jian understand the meaning of the action of cutting the air.
The rusty hatchet in his hand was strangely sharp at this moment, just casually slashed across the air, and the blood-stained arm in front of him was directly severed.
In addition, other "people" also seemed to have been attacked, and their arms were all severed at the same time.
The dense blood-stained palm prints on the wall began to dissipate rapidly, and the speed of this dissipation was very fast, extending all the way to the depths of the passage, and extending to the original Room 82.
"boom!"
The open door of Room 82 slammed shut at this moment, and the door light beside the door flickered several times, and the light was so dim that it was about to go out. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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