Wen Zhong and the other two looked at each other when they heard this, and saw Fang Diyuan nodding, then they got up and followed the two men out of the room.
Soon, the three of them were taken to three different rooms. After taking a shower, Wen Zhong changed into clothes similar to those of the two passers-by and a purple mask.
After looking at the mirror in the corner of the room, Wen Zhong found that the mask and robe seemed to be too loose, especially the purple robe, which was like a pocket covering his body tightly.
Although the purple mask was a little big, it just so happened to cover his face and would not block his vision. I reached out to touch it. This mask was cool, as if it was processed by some animal skin.
It is made.
"Well, is this still me?" Wen Zhong said unconsciously. He was a little stunned as soon as he opened his mouth, because his voice became extremely vicissitudes, like the voice of an old man who was about to die.
When he looked down at his exposed hands, he became extremely thin at this time, but strangely, Wen Zhong did not feel any discomfort, as if the hands belonged to him at the beginning.
"It's not an illusion, it seems to be... disguise." Wen Zhong frowned. Unexpectedly, this dress actually had the effect of disguise. It seemed that the ground that I was going to go later might have a great background.
Just as he was about to check the robe again, the door of the room was knocked, and the slightly stiff voice of the man in black robe who had just led the way came from outside the door: "Sir, the bathing time has ended, please
Come with us to the ground."
"good."
Wen Zhong's eyes flashed, and hesitated for a moment and opened the door and followed the man in black to the so-called ground.
On the way, Wen Zhong carefully observed the man in black robe leading the way ahead. The other party's walking pace was very stiff, and his legs were moving forward as if they could not make a bend.
Regardless of whether the other party is a ghost or not, Wen Zhong can be sure that it is definitely not a living person, because the living person will definitely not be able to walk out of the other party's pace, but strangely, it seems to have the consciousness of a living person, just like the eye-covering one he met just now.
Like a ghost.
At this moment, led by the man in the black robe, Wen Zhong came to an empty hall. As soon as he was about to push the door open, a depressed and cold breath came to his face.
This aura was like a small hill, oppressing Wen Zhong's nerves and making him unable to move forward. Finally, when he felt that he could not hold on, the aura finally dissipated.
Wen Zhong looked up and saw a rusty bronze mirror hanging on the beam of the door, and the source of the breath was this bronze mirror. It seemed that this was also a supernatural prop.
"What kind of mirror is this?" Wen Zhong asked at the man in black robe on the side, but the other party did not answer, and only made a gesture to invite him in.
Seeing this, Wen Zhong didn't say much, and pushed open the door and walked into the hall.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw four people wearing purple robes and purple masks. At first glance, the styles of these robes were similar, but when he looked closely, there were still some differences in the details of each person's robes.
At this time, the four people sitting on the old-fashioned priest chair turned to look at Wen Zhong at the same time, with spy in their eyes, murderous intent, curious, and even more disdainful.
Very strong.
Maybe the indoor temperature is high, or maybe the clothes are covering people, a trace of sweat flowed from Wen Zhong's forehead. The four people sitting here are very strong. Not to mention Mo Sheng and He Youxu, it may be better than before.
Chu Du, who was trapped in a hard battle, became stronger.
The man in black robe pointed to one of the uninhabited seats and signaled that he could sit casually. Then he bowed to Wen Zhong and turned around and walked out of the hall door.
Wen Zhong sat on the chair and looked at the other four people around him. He felt that one of them looked familiar, but he was not sure about being covered by such a purple robe. As for peeping with ghost eyes, he hadn't arrived yet.
step.
There are seven chairs in the entire hall and two empty seats, which seem to belong to Fang Diyuan and Wang Muyou.
Soon, the door was pushed open again. This time, the eyes of the few people around him turned to the new people who came in. The man in black robes was still leading the way. After indicating the seat, the man in black robes turned around and left the hall again.
The new man in purple robe glanced around the people around him, and sat straight on the chair without saying a word.
Because the quilt robe has the effect of disguising, Wen Zhong was not sure whether the newcomer was Fang Diyuan or Wang Muyou, or neither.
In this way, after waiting for a while, another man in a purple robe pushed open the wooden door and walked in. He staggered, as if he was seriously injured. Wen Zhong guessed that the new person coming in should be Fang Diyuan.
At this point, all seven people in the hall have arrived.
At this time, the man in the purple robe who was sitting in the first position suddenly sneered and said in a hoarse voice: "I heard that there were three newcomers who were qualified to arrive in the ground in the first stage. I originally thought that
They are all tough characters, but I didn’t expect that they were only this level.”
After saying that, the second person sitting beside him also chuckled: "No. 1, I'm afraid it's because the ground has been empty for too long, otherwise I wouldn't have found three people to make up the numbers in."
No. 1 laughed and said, "No. 2, what qualifications do you have to say to others? You are not the one who makes up the numbers."
"No. 1, you!" No. 2 said angrily.
At this time, the person on the third chair next to him seemed to have just woken up, shook his head and said, "What, my friends, don't look at what time it's already. Can you please let me have a sleep?
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"Hmph, if you sleep like this, you may die of sleep here sooner or later." The person sitting on the fourth chair sneered when he heard this.
Although the voice of this No. 4 is hoarse, it can still be seen that this is a woman, who seems to be very familiar with No. 3.
"Go and go to No. 4, don't be sensational here. Do you think you are a nightmare and can kill me when you sleep?" No. 3 waved his hand impatiently, changed his position and began to sleep soundly.
Nightmare, Wen Zhong was shocked when he heard this name. He had read it on the Interpol intelligence website. This is the second place in the global evil ghost rankings, second only to the number one ghost call.
Unexpectedly, these people actually knew about nightmare. Could it be that some of them were interpols?
At this time, No. 1 spoke again. He looked at No. 4 and said, "No. 4, I didn't expect that you and No. 3 will come here this time. It seems that you are really no one."
Listening to No. 1's tone, it seemed that he knew No. 3 and No. 4 as well.