Wen Zhong looked at the ghost hand that grabbed his wrist and was startled. The ghost candle was still lit, so why could this evil ghost break through the protection of the candle?
All he could think of was one possibility—illusion.
When he was just driving the evil ghost, he suffered a lot of hallucinations in the night market, and was almost killed by the evil ghost code-named Gui Chuanren.
In other words, the ghost candle was still burning in Wen Zhong's eyes, but the ghost candle was actually extinguished or burned out. So the question is, when did he fall into hallucination?
But none of these matters. The most important thing is that Wen Zhong felt that the evil ghost in his body was suppressed by this ghost hand. His whole body was cold, and his hand, who was about to take out the lighter, was frozen and motionless.
"Tsk, the ghost contract's supernatural will protect the two people who left their real names on it. Even if they die, they cannot hurt each other... This person is not Fang Diyuan..."
Suddenly, his face felt a little warm, and his eyes began to blur. He barely turned his neck, and he found that a small pool of blood appeared on the ground at some point, and the place where the blood was leaking was his eyes.
Then came the ears, nose, mouth... and finally even the skin began to seep out blood.
The pool of blood formed by the blood dripping on the ground finally connected to a blood lake, and Wen Zhong's body began to slowly sink with the appearance of the blood lake.
"Is this...an hallucination..."
Wen Zhong felt nothingness inside his body, and he could not feel anything, leaving only the viscosity and powerlessness of the blood lake submerged. He did not even see the true face of this ghost.
At this moment, a very distant cry suddenly sounded in his ears. The sound seemed to be calling his name. The sound went from far to near, as if it was in the horizon and as if it was near.
The voice mixed with some supernatural power suddenly woke him up. Wen Zhong's eyes turned black again, but this time he discovered that he was covered with a pair of stiff and cold ghost hands on his face.
"This is!" Wen Zhong couldn't help but burst into cold sweat.
His body regained consciousness, and the feeling of being suppressed from inside his body gradually disappeared. The next moment, the ghost hand covering his eyes let go of his face.
Looking back, a pale dead face caught his eye.
A pair of huge, pointed and blood-filled eyes, no pupils, one with only two holes left, the nose with skin and flesh around it was peeled off, the other was grinding to the root of the ear, the entire protruding teeth, the mouth with the lips also peeled off, and the pale
To the purple skin.
It was such a dead face that looked like a pieced together, looking at Wen Zhong without any movement, just staring at Wen Zhong with weird eyes.
The next moment, the evil ghost raised a thin arm and put it to his mouth, made a gesture of silence, and then it slowly retreated towards the darkness behind it, with its pace very light, as if it was afraid to disturb other people.
thing.
In the end, its entire body disappeared completely. As the evil ghost disappeared, the darkness built by the ghost domain around it gradually faded away and returned to its original appearance in the room.
Although it is still a little dim, you can at least see the surrounding environment clearly.
"Wen Zhong..."
At this time, Wang Muyou's weak voice came from the corner of the room: "What did you... do, why did that evil ghost leave like this?"
It was simply inexplicable. This was Wang Muyou's first feeling. Unexpectedly, the other party left like this. It didn't feel like it was triggering its murderous rule. He felt that this evil ghost looked more like he was out to play.
"I don't know, I did nothing..." Wen Zhong replied hoarsely, and he also felt a little confused.
However, seeing that Fang Diyuan and Wang Muyou were still alive, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, because he knew clearly that one person could not survive in this place alone. You could meet a ghost and a person by walking two steps.
You will be exhausted to death sooner or later when you leave.
"Forget it, it's been too much time since I've been delayed. I have to go to the second floor of Ping'an Inn quickly." Wang Muyou frowned and struggled to get up from the ground. Now it's not the time to worry about why the evil ghost suddenly left.
The price of using the second evil ghost was beyond his expectations. Wang Muyou stood up and felt dizzy. Fortunately, Wen Zhong stepped forward in time and helped him.
On the other side.
Fang Diyuan had already walked to the grave wrapped in Chu Du's body. He stared at the raised mold pile with expressionless expression for a moment, and finally turned around and left without saying anything.
Although he was revenged, Fang Diyuan felt a little empty in his heart.
Just as the three of them were about to find the exit to leave here, scarlet and thick blood suddenly oozed out from the walls around him. The blood was arranged in combination on the wall, and finally formed a bloody character.
"Successfully arrived at the second floor of Ping'an Inn before dawn. There were one dead and three living people here. The survivors will enter the ground and be qualified to make a wish."
The three of them had just finished reading this bloody character, and before they could say anything, there was a strange smell of Chinese medicine in the air at some point.
After smelling this smell, Wen Zhong felt his mind swelling. Just like when he came to Ping'an Inn, he fell to the ground with a "bang", and fell asleep in a drowsy way.
Before he was unconscious, Wen Zhong saw a pitch-black wooden door appearing in the middle of the wall, and an old man walked out of the door, looking familiar, but before he could think carefully, his consciousness began to gradually move away from him...
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As the picture turned, Wen Zhong opened his eyes and saw that he was lying on a shabby little bed. When he looked carefully, he actually found that it was the small bed from the Ping An Hotel where he stayed.
"What's the situation? Why am I back?" Wen Zhong was a little surprised. At the same time, he felt that his condition had improved a lot, and the agitation of the revived ghost was also reduced.
After all, at the moment when ghost fungi and ghost pupils have been spliced together, he is only like controlling a ghost, but the terrifying level of the ghost is relatively higher than before.
Just as Wen Zhong looked around, the other two beds in the room also woke up. It was Fang Diyuan and Wang Muyou. Seeing their current faces, although they were still a little pale, they were much better than before.
"What's going on? Why did you return to this hotel? No, is it possible that this is the second floor of the inn?" Wang Muyou was also a little surprised. He didn't expect to return here either.
At this time, the door of the room suddenly opened. Two people wearing black robes and black masks came in from outside. They spoke to Wen Zhong and the other two, "The time has come, the ground has opened. Please let the three adults go and ask them to follow.