In fact, when Fang Zheng knew the term Yin and Yang Ladder from Zhang Yongmao's mouth, he was not surprised at all.

He had already learned about Zhang Yongmao's career situation long before he went to Yin.

Pick! Pick! Pick!

Zhang Yongmao was still in front of Fang Zheng, running up and down.

"Since you can appear in front of me on your own initiative, it means that the big ghost who killed Zhang Yongmao has discovered me and my whereabouts have been exposed... But why hasn't the attack been delayed? Are you waiting for something?"

Fang Zheng, who was holding the soul-sucking lamp, stood on the stairs, looking at Zhang Yongmao who was still scared to death, running up and down.

In fact, at this time, according to the logic of normal people, Fang Zheng should take action directly, pretending to be a monster and killing him directly in the cradle.

But this is not reality.

Instead, it is walking in the dark world.

Sometimes, it cannot be passed on by common sense.

Therefore, this forced Fang Zheng to be a little cautious... If there is any deviation, his spiritual world will always be trapped in the memory of the deceased, and his body in the outside world will be equivalent to becoming a soulless vegetable.

Time is still passing.

In a world full of black and white tones, Zhang Yongmao is like an old black and white videotape from the past, constantly repeating the same action in front of Fang Zheng.

He ran to the eleventh floor in panic.

Then he ran back.

He was panicked and said the three words Yin and Yang Ladder in fear.

It was like a person could not walk out of the stairs no matter how he walked... A similar thrilling scene occurred on him at the last moment before he was killed.

That's why there is a scene that is constantly repeating in front of you.

The black and white video tape loop ends.

Click.

Remove the video tape and re-place it in the DVD player to continue looping.

After the cycle is completed, click...

Take out the video tape again and repeat.

Until the audience watched it over and over again and again, twenty times! Thirty times! Hundred times... It was almost time to see vomiting, and when they became more and more impatient, the audience finally burst out unbearably.

Fang Zheng decided not to waste so endlessly.

He plans to use his own method to crack the situation in front of him.

"Let me see if this broken staircase is a Yin-Yang ladder... or is there a ghost behind it that has been pretending to be a ghost with me!"

Fang Zheng took a breath, pondered in his eyes, and began to walk down from the first level of the twelfth floor, counting the stairs.

Whether it is going up and down the stairs, everyone's subconscious mind takes the right foot first.

The same is true for Fang Zheng.

One step...two steps...three steps...

Um?

Fang Zheng found something wrong. He walked out about twenty steps, but had not yet walked from the 12th floor to the next platform. But according to his previous rough count, the stairs were at most about ten levels, and the stairs were not long.

Fang Zheng turned around and looked at the stairs behind him. He silently counted the stairs in his heart, which was thirteen.

It starts from the steps he has set up at his feet.

Fang Zheng stared at the stairs behind him, first thinking about it for a few seconds, then he turned around and walked back to the 12th floor. While walking back, Fang Zheng counted his steps. As a result, Fang Zheng returned to the 12th floor smoothly.

It was surprisingly smooth.

"Interesting, interesting..."

"When I counted just now, it was a thirteen-level staircase, which was odd. When I returned to the twelfth floor, it turned into an even number. The right foot was the starting point, the left foot became the end point, and the one-level staircase was missing, which turned into a twelve-level staircase..."

"No wonder the old people in the folk always say that when you walk alone at night, don't walk back. It seems that not only do you walk night, you can't look back, but you can easily hit evil by climbing stairs alone at night..."

Afterwards, Fang Zheng tried it twice or three times.

Every time I can't get to the bottom, but the eleventh floor platform is in front of me, but I can't get to the bottom.

No matter how many steps he takes, taking twenty steps is the same as walking fifty steps. When he turns around and counts the stairs behind him, he always has an odd thirteen staircase, but when he actually walks, it becomes an even twelve staircase.

Fang Zheng couldn't help but remember a ghost story he had seen in the past.

This ghost story is called "Counting Stairs".

Do you count the stairs at home every day?

You first count the stairs at home, how many steps there are, and then count them once a day, and when will you count one level less... you will see what you want to see.

Pick! Pick! Pick!

Pick! Pick! Pick!

Just as Fang Zheng was standing on the twelve floor thinking about how to break the Yin-Yang Ladder in front of him, Zhang Yongmao was still repeating it again and again, passing by him, running up and down constantly.

Fang Zheng, who was thinking, looked at Zhang Yongmao who ran over in panic again and again, and his eyes gradually narrowed.

There is no doubt.

As soon as he walked into the dark, he was already targeted by an evil spirit and was now trapped in this building.

As we look at it, if we want to go out according to the normal method, it will definitely not work.

Spiritual martial arts!

Visualize the Demon Ape!

Fang Zheng's aura suddenly changed, and he appeared to return to his ancestors, and his black ape hair grew...Bang!

A tall and majestic demon ape, with a violent leap, did not follow the common sense to walk the stairs one by one, but directly crossed the stairwell and jumped directly from the twelfth floor down the first floor!

This operation is so simple and crude.

The man jumped from the twelfth floor and said he would jump.

The magic ape with thick and strong arm bones as strong as steel and amazing arm strength stretched out the muscular ape's arms, intending to grab the railing before landing at the last moment and safely unload the force to land.

But just as he was about to fall to the first floor, he was about to fall to pieces and suddenly!

The scenery in front of Fang Zheng changed!

At the last moment, he did not appear one layer, but in a dark, wet and sunless prison cell.

The cell was built very strongly, the walls were made of hard rocks, and even the iron fence was a finger-thick, and the cell he was in was empty.

The air was mixed with a very complex stench, the stench of corpses, the stench of sewage, the stench of feces, the stench of food... All kinds of scents mixed together, mixed into an indescribable stench of nose stinking in this turbid and uncirculated prison.

There is only Fang Zheng in the cell.

No one else was imprisoned.

Facing the inexplicable appearance in the prison cell, Fang Zheng's eyes sank, thinking that he had not escaped from the interference of the evil spirits?

Is this another trick created by the evil spirit behind it?

Fang Zheng felt an abnormality in his hand. He looked down and saw that the soul-sucking lamp that had been holding in his hand was gone.

Fang Zheng's face changed slightly immediately.

"Damn it!"

Without the Soul-Starting Light to guide him back, he will be unable to leave the world of yin.

Fang Zheng did not act rashly. He stood in the cell, visualizing his spiritual martial arts over and over again, trying to see through the illusion, but he found that all this was useless.

I am still in the cell.

Fang Zheng's brows became tighter and tighter. He was thinking of how to leave this place. In the end, his brows relaxed, and he couldn't think of a solution just standing here. He decided to take the initiative to attack and find a way out of the cell.
Chapter completed!