Here Lies The Wicked

Fang was hoping that these ghosts would come to the door on their own.

Then he doesn't have to wander around like he's hiding.

However, half the body of the square penetrated the stairwell, looking down, there was no such thing as standing a white ghost on the lower floor.

When I looked up at the top of the stairwell, I didn't suddenly fall off a bearded woman's ghost face.

Late at night, the stairwell was quiet, quietly like entering another closed space, both sides were pale and pale walls, one person walked alone in the stairwell sounding empty footsteps, always looked back suspiciously from time to time, would a second footstep suddenly appear.

There has been no air flow for a long time, no movement of air, the air in the stairwells is a little dirty, and there is a sense of shadow.

In the stairwell of the confined space, there was only a clear footsteps. He walked to the third floor, the second floor, the first floor...

Again to the fourth floor, the fifth floor...

Every next floor, the acoustic light turns on, and at the same time, the acoustic light on the top of your head goes out and the space behind you falls into darkness.

But we are ignoring it.

He was like a wanderer who was excluded from the world, focusing only on his goals.

But a dozen minutes later, nothing was found.

He doesn't intend to delay, he intends to search room 401 directly, see if the phone that was left in the guest room is still there?

And he wants to see, what the hell is going on in 401?

It's just that when the party was coming to 401,

Wow...

There's water coming from room 401.

“Losers. ”

Then a manic sound came out of 401.

……

Knock, knock.

“Hello, I'm a housekeeper, please open the door, we need to clean. ”

In the unseen room, the door of the 401 suddenly rang.

Wow...

There was only water discharge in 401, no response.

After a few seconds of silence outside...

“Hello, the late night delivery you ordered has arrived, please open the door. ”

The 401 door was knocked again.

But the 401 still only had the sound of water discharge, and no one else responded, as if the people inside were taking a bath and didn't hear the knocking outside.

The movement outside the door plunged into silence again...

But the next moment, suddenly! Boom!!

The door frames burst into pieces, the door flied out as heavy as a missile, and a shadow carrying a knife box burst into the room.

Heran is square.

“It's you!”

“You've been hiding in 401! ”

The hallway lights came in, looking at the woman in the bathroom. She looked at the waitress who had been on sick leave without work.

But at this moment, the waitress's face is not pretty, because she has been dead more than once, her body is covered with dead spots, at this time the woman is playing psychic games like Zhang Xiaojie, Feng Road, Ray in front of the bathroom mirror, look at this, like the waitress is still controlled by ghosts after her death, repeatedly taking short videos over and over again, it is a failure again and again.

I don't know how she hid in the room from the janitor.

However, as a waiter here, it's not surprising to have a spare key.

And people can hide under the mattress, and the cleaner will clean the sheets, but will not move the heavy mattress for no reason.

However, ignoring the woman in the bathroom, her shoulder trembled, and the knife box that had been carrying her on her shoulder flew halfway into the sky. Then he grabbed one end of the knife box with one hand. The vermilion ink line on the surface of the knife box spilled hot and hot to the yang, and she quickly bombarded a woman's phone on a chair.

It's a quick shot, thunderous blow, with no response time.

Boom!

The floor shook down and the chair, along with the wall, blew out a huge hole.

“Get the fuck out of here! ”

Square palms rise hot and hot, creating a fist print, Voldemort Vajra!

The gas and blood burn like a burning stove.

Bang! The fistprints hit a void somewhere in the dark.

Ah!!

There was a low voice screaming.

“Still trying to hide?! ”

Fang was going to chase him, but the female corpse in the bathroom burst into bite, and Fang didn't even look at his head, the knife box opened! Ghost knife out!

He slashed his knife into another part of the dark void, while the box was slapped by the palm of his hand and pushed out by the force of his hand, hitting the female corpse in the back.

Pfft!

The female body was nailed directly to the wall by a knife box.

The unholy sand and scarlet ink line on the knife box carry to the Yang energy, burning, burning, is the natural star of these sneaky things, at this time the female corpse is like a bear fire stove, burning the female corpse screaming, struggling, wildly twisting the body, the ten fingers desperately want to pull out the knife box, but it has no effect, the ten fingers will touch the knife box and the green smoke will rise.

The female corpse skin, like a porcelain doll, cracked and peeled off, revealing burnt black muscle tissue beneath the skin.

Pong!

The female corpse was turned into black grey, leaving a human burn on the wall.

+1 Normal Soul Qi from female corpses.

When Fang nailed the corpse to the wall, he didn't stop moving. He slaughtered the rolling ghost knife and chopped it into a dark corner.

Boom!

A queen bed was split straight into two pieces.

“Didn't you want to make a short video of death? Weren't you interrupted by the anger ritual and you wanted to complete the complete ritual of the psychic game? Come on, show up and let me play with you. ”

The squared surface skin has a light golden glow, and the glassy golden rays are flowing.

There seems to be a dragon and a tiger beneath the glassy golden flame, flowing in secrecy.

This layer of golden magnificent cicada acts as illumination, like a firefly in the dark.

At this time, a pitch-black ricket appeared in front of the bathroom mirror.

“When you hit me here on your own initiative, come on, take my knife, you can carry my knife, I'll play the psychic game with you! Death Short Video! ”

Waiting for the rabbit's rectitude for a long time, a red knife quickly flashed through the darkness, and the Jiuyang god burst out along the knife light, like a round of fire yang, a meteorite fell, accurately chopped into the mirror.

The knife brings up a large blazing flame, chopping out a spinning flame column as thick as a waterfall, which is the energy spill of the Jiuyang gods to the Yang, setting off a flame storm in a narrow room.

Knock!

Pong!

All glass products in the bathroom, including that mirror on the wall, explode directly into glittering skyscraper powder.

It blew up a big hole in the wall.

Ah!!

It was too late for that pitch-black ricket to escape. Fang had been waiting for the rabbit, waiting for it to throw itself into the net, his body was split open by the knife gas and exploded, burning to ashes.

“Mirror Evil Spirit I've seen several times, strong and weak, I blow up all the mirrors, without the mirror, see if you can become a Lauche Mirror Evil Spirit! ”

+1 Special Soul Qi from Mirror Evil Spirit.