"It's interesting." The man in black, who initially provoked Wen Zhong, stood up and walked to a corner of the room. He turned around and said, "I'll take the first step. I hope to see you all again at the second level."
After saying that, his figure disappeared from the place.
And a dark wooden door suddenly appeared in the corner of the room. It seemed that the man in black came out from here.
Upon seeing this, the other people also walked towards the door. Fang Diyuan followed everyone out slowly. In the end, only Wen Zhong was left alone.
"Arrived at the second floor of this inn before dawn. It seems simple, but there should be some unknown dangers involved."
Wen Zhong looked at the bloody words on the wall with twinkling eyes. He felt that this was an opportunity. Since Fang Diyuan said that he could make a wish after passing a level, he could probably use this opportunity to get rid of the curse of that hospital.
Maybe even get rid of the curse of this radio.
But the premise of all this is that he must clear this game, otherwise, let alone getting rid of the curse, I am afraid that even his life will be at stake here.
Wen Zhong walked out of the room. In front of him was a dim corridor. The other people had disappeared. The door behind him had disappeared. He was the only one left in the entire corridor.
"Try using Ghost Domain to see if you can directly find the entrance to the second floor."
However, Wen Zhong encountered the same situation as when he was at the Ping An Hotel. The ghost domain could be used but teleportation was not possible. It seemed that he could only rely on his own legs to find the entrance to the second floor.
Walking along the dim corridor, Wen Zhong carefully looked at the surrounding walls made of red bricks. He found that traces of dark blood occasionally seeped out from the cracks in the bricks, and a pool of blood had even formed in some places. , exuding a faint fishy smell.
Some bricks have even been eroded by external forces, leaving a few holes. From time to time, a strange sight will come from the dark holes, as if there is a corpse built in the wall, or a terrifying ghost.
"These bricks can actually be used to build a strong ghost. It's really a big deal." If it weren't for the strong ghost behind the bricks, Wen Zhong even had the urge to pry all the bricks off.
"Haha, it would be better for Mr. Wen Zhong not to lay these bricks."
At this time, a young man wearing a white robe suddenly appeared from behind Wen Zhong. He looked at Wen Zhong with a smile on his face, looking approachable.
The visitor is none other than the master of Liangyi Temple, Fang Diyuan.
"You got the wrong person, my surname is He." Wen Zhong responded calmly, but he was not surprised at all when his real name was revealed. It would be fine if it was someone else. He knew that it would be impossible to hide the truth from this person who has great hands and eyes in Da'an. The master of Liangyi Temple.
"Haha, a name is just a code name in the secular world. In this case, I would like to ask Mr. He if he is interested in joining forces with Pindao here." Fang Diyuan said.
"Mr. He, please don't underestimate this first level. Eighty percent of ordinary ghost masters will fail here. Only if you and I work together will we have greater confidence in passing this level."
Fang Diyuan's words were very beautiful, but how could Wen Zhong join forces with him? Giving his back to Fang Diyuan would be tantamount to suicide for Wen Zhong.
"No need, I've always liked to be alone." Wen Zhong refused and was ready to take action.
"That's really a pity." Fang Diyuan sighed, and then said: "Mr. He, there may be some misunderstandings between us. In fact, Liangyi Temple is not what you imagined. Pindao's purpose of establishing Liangyi Temple is also It’s just to give civilian ghost masters a platform for friendly communication.”
"Is it considered friendly communication to intentionally send a companion to die? He even sent a cursed supernatural item out of fear that he would not die. This is really a friendly communication platform." Wen Zhong sneered.
Putting aside the matter of Bai Zhaoyue and Qilin Mansion, he wanted to have a good talk with Fang Diyuan about the Ghost Tong matter. He had not forgotten the terrifying consciousness-obliterating curse.
When Fang Diyuan heard what Wen Zhong said, his expression became a little lonely. After a while, he asked: "Well, I can't help myself with many things. I want to ask Taiqing if he said anything before he died."
Wen Zhong said: "I just said a word and killed Fang Diyuan for me."
Hearing these words, a trace of shame flashed across Fang Diyuan's face unknowingly, but it returned to normal in an instant and turned into that refreshing look again.
"Mr. He, since you have no intention of joining forces, please forgive me for disturbing you." After Fang Diyuan finished speaking, he cupped his hands at Wen Zhong and walked towards the front of the corridor.
Wen Zhong did not stop him. Even if he wanted to take action, he would not choose this time.
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Yang Xilou, who was dressed in black, was walking on the blood-covered ground. He had reached the very depths of the corridor. He could vaguely see a red wooden door in front of him. I was afraid that was the end.
The closer we got to the end of the corridor, the more dilapidated the surrounding red brick walls became. At the end, the wall even cracked, forming a hole in the wall that was half a person's height. From time to time, a corpse smell wafted out of it. , there was still blood pouring out from the entrance of the hole, which made people's hair stand on end.
However, fortunately, nothing unusual happened, and no scary ghost suddenly appeared from the entrance of the cave as Chen Chunyuan expected.
"How should I put it, it seems a little too smooth."
Yang Xilou was not too surprised, but began to feel a little uneasy. This was not the first time for him to participate in this ceremony. Although he only passed the first level and chose to leave, the last level was still fresh in his memory.
The last level required participants to escape from a room full of mirrors. He had just become a ghost controller at that time, but the ghost he controlled was very suitable for that scene.
With some luck and extraordinary courage, he successfully escaped from that hellish house, but he also realized his limits and made a wish to withdraw from the ceremony.
He still remembered that the room was full of murderous intent from the beginning, but now that he was almost at the end of the corridor, nothing weird happened, which raised his vigilance to the highest level.
Yang Xilou had already arrived in front of the red wooden door. When he walked in, he discovered that the so-called red wooden door was actually a black door, but the door was densely covered with bloody fingerprints.
The wooden door was ajar, but Chen Chunyuan couldn't see clearly what was inside in the dim corridor. However, this wooden door was similar to the door of Ping'an Hotel. The only difference between the two was that there was no house number on the door.
Glancing behind him, there was still no one. He took a deep breath and held the doorknob.
