Seeing this, Wen Zhong's eyes showed a hint of joy, but the next moment they turned solemn. He saw that the balloon ghost who was hit by this supernatural power only shook his body and returned to his original state in an instant.
"Tsk, it looks like it still doesn't work." Wen Zhong couldn't help but sigh, and his face became a little pale, but his expression didn't show much panic.
The sound of electricity ringing around him has gradually calmed down, and the limit of the power of the radio has been reached. This means that in a short period of time, he can no longer rely on the power of the radio to control the ghosts.
Similarly, the power of the ghost that has been spliced by the ghost corpse cannot be used.
However, Wen Zhong had achieved his goal. At this time, he was holding a piece of human skin in his hand. Although he knew that it was made by the Balloon Ghost using supernatural power, Wen Zhong was still a little frightened. After all, this was his
of skin.
His goal from the beginning was not to restrain this evil ghost, but to seize the human skin from the opponent's hands.
Wen Zhong speculated that the killing pattern of this balloon ghost should be to see the face. After that, the ghost would make a human skin corresponding to the image of a living person, and then blow it into a balloon to curse.
As for the function of this human skin balloon, Wen Zhong didn't know, and he didn't want to try it. Looking at the human skin balloon floating up and down next to the ceiling, it was obvious that it was definitely not a good thing.
The human skin was taken away, and the Balloon Ghost lowered his hands, showing no intention of making another human skin.
At this moment, Wen Zhong had turned his back to Li Gui. The killing pattern of Balloon Ghost was just his guess. To be on the safe side, he did not even use ghost eyes to peek at Li Gui.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Wen Zhong walked into the wooden door with his back on his back. He carefully calculated his steps and was careful not to touch this fierce ghost midway.
Four steps, five steps, six steps...
Wen Zhong had already felt the cold aura unique to the evil spirit, and the distance between the two was already very close.
At this time, he took a deep breath, turned sideways to avoid the evil ghost, and ran to the stairs in one breath. Nothing unusual happened. Now it seemed that he had won the bet. Turning his back and leaving would not trigger this evil ghost's killing pattern.
"This should be the staircase leading to the second floor. I don't know how many people will survive." Wen Zhong stepped up, and the human skin was collected around his waist. He did not dare to leave the human skin here.
As Wen Zhong left, the Balloon Ghost sat down again, quietly waiting for the next living person to come.
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"The requirement of the Scarlet Letter is to reach the second floor of this inn, but it is very vague. I don't know if it means that the task is completed as long as you step onto the second floor, or if you have to go to a specific room to complete the task."
Wen Zhong was thinking as he quickly walked up the stairs to the second floor. There was no way to determine the specific time here. If the ceremony failed due to timeout, he would be unjust.
"However, I feel that the difficulty of this level is not as difficult as Fang Diyuan said."
Indeed, as long as they are careful enough, most ghost masters should be able to pass through that corridor easily.
After walking through a staircase with twists and turns, Wen Zhong saw a few people sitting faintly on the top of the stairs. When he got closer, he saw that it was Fang Diyuan and others.
"What are you doing sitting here? Could it be that you are waiting for me on a special trip?" Wen Zhong said, while he glanced around the crowd.
Forget about the others, what he didn't expect was that the man in black who was turned into a human skin balloon by the devil was actually here, but his face became paler, and his eyes were full of richness.
With bloodshot eyes, one could tell that he was on the verge of the evil ghost's resurrection.
But it's normal that the other party is still alive. After all, that fierce ghost is not a skinned ghost, but it's definitely not a good feeling to see the man in black looking so weak.
"You are quite humorous." A man dressed as an office worker said: "There is something wrong with this staircase. No matter how we go, we will end up back where we were. Even if we use the ghost realm, we can't leave here."
"That's it." Wen Zhong nodded thoughtfully. There was no need to conceal or lie about this kind of information. After all, he could tell the truth from the falsehood as long as he took two steps forward.
"Then what should we do now? How long have you been here?"
"About twenty minutes, everyone's idea now is to use Li Gui's ability to forcefully pass through here no matter the cost." The person who answered Wen Zhong was Fang Diyuan, and his face didn't look good at this time.
"Huh, I still don't believe that this ghost staircase can trap us for the rest of our lives." Yang Xilou, the man in black, said bitterly.
"Has the resurrection of the evil ghost affected your brain?" Wen Zhong said: "Of course it can trap us for a lifetime. Don't forget that we will probably die if we can't reach the second floor before dawn."
After being rebuffed like this, a stern expression flashed across Yang Xilou's face, and he stood up to fight Wen Zhong.
Seeing this, a man dressed as an office worker and a bearded man stepped forward to stop him, and persuaded him that everyone should work together to overcome the difficulties at this time, and this conflict was temporarily subsided.
However, Wen Zhong didn't take the man in black to heart at all. A lot of things could be seen from the human skin of Yang Xilou, the balloon ghost downstairs.
At this time, Wen Zhong continued to walk towards the stairs in front. He felt that he had to try it himself to find out the pattern, so he continued to go up the stairs. However, before he could take a few more steps, Fang Diyuan and others appeared again.
in front of him.
"Look, this staircase is indeed an infinite loop." The man dressed as an office worker patted Wen Zhong on the shoulder and said.
After Wen Zhong and the man named Chen Chunyuan walked together again, he had to admit that this staircase was indeed weird. I was afraid that they had triggered a certain evil ghost's murderous pattern that caused them to keep looping in place.
But Wen Zhong felt that something was wrong. There was something strange that kept lingering in his heart. He couldn't tell the specifics but it actually happened.
"What's wrong, He Youxu, what did you find?" Chen Chunyuan saw Wen Zhong's face looking a little ugly, so he stepped forward and asked.
Wen Zhong said: "I don't know if you have noticed that after each cycle, the distance between the people who go upstairs and the people who stay where they are will be reduced by one step."
"That's true." Fang Diyuan nodded when he heard this and said: "There were thirty-six steps at the beginning. After several cycles, there are only twenty-three steps left."
"What does this mean?" asked the bearded man.
"This means that if we try to walk a few more times, we will probably be killed by ourselves." Fang Diyuan took out two biscuits from his pocket and squeezed them together, turning them into a pile of crumbs in an instant.