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"Boom, boom, boom."
At this very moment.
In an apartment building in Kobe City, in the dark and unlit corridor on the first floor, there was a depressing and dull knock on the door. The sound had no echo, and it was extremely strange. One can barely breathe.
Knocking on the door in the darkness was an old man wearing a retro gown. This old man had been dead for a long time, his skin was thin and covered with corpse spots, his eyes were empty and numb, without any emotion.
"Boom, boom, boom"
The knock on the door continued, and the door of the rental house in front of him had already been opened, but the old man did not go in, and was still knocking on the door.
"ah!"
There was a scream from inside, but then the scream stopped abruptly, and then something fell heavily on the ground, extremely dull, and finally everything returned to calm.
The scary old man in a long gown lowered his arm mechanically at this moment. He turned around and continued to walk forward. The buildings he passed were aging, the walls were peeling off, mottled and blackened, as if they had been devastated by the years, and there was an unimaginable feeling. Feel.
And as the old man who knocked on the door left.
In the rented room just now, two corpses fell on the ground. The corpses were a man and a woman. They all had their eyes wide open, and they looked like they were dying. They didn't have any wounds on their bodies, and all their bodily functions were very healthy, but There is no sign of life, which is a strange phenomenon that cannot be explained by medicine.
Knocking on the door and killing people is so bizarre and weird.
The old man who left continued to move forward. It was still wandering in this building, and it was obvious that there was still a target being targeted.
The old man's movements were not fast, step by step, stiff and slow, he kept wandering around every corner of the building. Even so, the old man quickly found his target, and he came to a rental room on the upper floor .
The door was closed, and there was no movement inside. It seemed to be an empty rental room.
But there are people inside.
It is the survivor who is still here. It is a man in his forties. He is hiding under the quilt with his head covered, his face is full of fear, and the mobile phone next to him has already been shut down because there is no electricity.
It is impossible to ask for help, the only way is to stay here and try to survive.
But this man is very clear about what happened in this city, the dead silent streets, the dead heads floating in the sky, all these told him that the terrifying ghosts are covering all the places he knows well, and there is no escape. The hope of getting out here is to hide here and pray that I won't be targeted by the ghosts.
But this man felt that he would not be lucky anymore.
Because not long ago he received a call, no one spoke on the other side of the phone, only a knock on the door.
But the phone has obviously been shut down.
The man hiding under the quilt looked at the phone in horror, still recalling the weird thumping sound in his mind.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Sudden.
Everything in the silence was broken, and there was a knock on the door outside his rented room. The rhythm and frequency of this voice were exactly the same as those on the previous phone call, without any difference, except that the real voice was more dull and weird, just Just listening to it makes people feel that their heart is being strangled and they can't breathe.
"No, no way, who is knocking on my door? Could it be a neighbor? Or is that thing coming"
The man's head was blinded, and fear flooded his body, but the knocking on the door continued.
"Boom, boom, boom."
The voice echoed in the room, but it was too late. The man was still thinking just now, but at this moment his breath suddenly stopped, and he fell directly to the ground, and then remained motionless, allowing his body to gradually become cold.
The ghost knocking on the door is still going on.
However, after knocking on the house, the terrible old man stopped suddenly.
Like a stiff corpse standing in place, neither breathing nor shaking.
Soon, the old man moved again. Instead of continuing to go deep into the building, it was walking back, and began to leave along the road it had just come over.
Because something is attracting it, it has to give up the next goal and choose to go to a specific location.
The effect of the ghost candle appeared, and it attracted the ghost knocking on the door.
but inBefore the door ghosts arrived, the real terror had already quietly descended.
Above the gray sky, the heads of dead people floating with their eyes closed began to involuntarily gather in one direction of the city at this time, as if there was a gust of wind blowing these heads, causing them to change positions, or Something also attracted these ghastly heads.
soon.
More and more weird things happened around the ghost boy standing at the crossroads holding a white candle, some of which were understandable, and some of which Yang Jian himself could not understand.
Like a bystander, he watched everything around him.
A cold female corpse approached Yang Jian numbly, but it was not a ghost, but a ghost slave. Yang Jian's ghost glanced slightly, and the headless ghost behind him shook and directly invaded the corpse.
Soon, the body lost its movement and fell to the ground with a plop.
The ghost slave is too weak, and can be solved only by ghost shadows. The only thing Yang Jian fears is the real ghosts staying here.
For example, there are more and more heads above the head.
"boom!"
A dead head fell from the sky, hit the road, broke into pieces, and the smell of corpses filled the ground.
This is a human head that has reached its limit, and it can't support it in mid-air as it floats over.
Yang Jian was indifferent, his ghostly eyes peeked at the heads, and he seemed to find something special from these different heads, because he has not yet determined what the source of the head balloon is. It has something to do with the Caesar Hotel.
If you think about it now, the ghost of the supernatural event that happened in the city under Tong Qian's jurisdiction was most likely a ghost who escaped from those mysterious rooms.
The floating of human heads, as well as the gathering of nearby ghost slaves, these things are enough to prove how terrifying this city is. Under the attraction of this ghost candle, many potential dangers will be exposed.
Fortunately, it is the ghost boy who bears the price, otherwise anyone who holds the ghost candle will die.
"The number is a bit too much, hasn't the knocker appeared yet?" Yang Jian frowned.
Several corpses have fallen near him. These are ghost slaves killed by him, but the source of the ghosts is still dormant and has not been revealed.
"We have to continue to let the ghost candle burn. I hope there will be no accidents." Yang Jian felt a little uneasy. According to his plan, he would quickly attract the knocker and then blow out the ghost candle.
Now it seems that Meijima's perceived location is a little bit off. The ghost is indeed nearby, but it is not the closest.
soon.
The ghost slave had already come to the ghost boy, and the pale palms stretched out towards the ghost boy, as if to attack and kill him.
The shroud on Gui Tong's body fluttered, as if he was alive, resisting the attacks of those ghost slaves. Although it seemed that the ghost slaves were going to be buried alive by those dead bodies, Yang Jian knew that Gui Tong was fine.
On the contrary, with the contact with the ghost boy, the wet corpses were stained with water, these corpses that had been dead for a long time began to rot rapidly, and then lost the support of the spiritual power and fell to the ground.
"Mr. Yang, the situation is very wrong. If this continues, we will all die. That candle should be blown out."
Nagasawa shouted in horror at this moment, even if he didn't notice it at first, he can still see scary figures coming out of the darkness and approaching non-stop.
Mei Dao was so scared that her face was pale, she felt that the surroundings were full of dense ghosts, there was nowhere to go, the only safe place was around Yang Jian.
Just like Keiko who closed her eyes and trembled slightly, although she was afraid, she was always safe.
Before they are targeted by real ghosts, their lives can be guaranteed temporarily. Yang Jian did not choose to abandon them directly. some.
"Not yet." Yang Jian coldly rejected Nagasawa's proposal. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com