The sky gradually darkened, and against the backdrop of the night, the entire Manngling community seemed to be independent of reality, becoming increasingly eerie and terrifying.
There were not many pedestrians on the road originally, but now there was no one to see, and there was no sound around.
Wen Zhongzheng was standing not far from the No. 7 residential building. He had passed by this residential building not long ago, but he didn't find anything unusual.
If it weren't for Henry Zhang's reminder, he would have almost skipped this residential building. Even in this community, this building is a very special existence. It seems that there is some unknown supernatural power that shields it from the perception of living people. .
“Henry Henry was actually able to discover this building. It seems that he is not as simple as he appears on the surface.”
At this time, he saw a button at the entrance of the residential building. He picked it up and looked at it carefully, and determined that it was a button from Dai Zhibin's clothes.
The other party did not lie. It could at least prove that Dai Zhibin had indeed been to this residential building.
"Gulu——" The flesh between Wen Zhong's eyebrows tore, and an eyeball that was constantly turning emerged from it. The turbid ghost eyes were constantly looking at this gloomy building.
"Huh?" Unlike when he peeked into Residential Building No. 4, Wen Zhong quickly discovered the anomaly in Residential Building No. 7 this time.
He found that the building seemed to have been burned by fire. The interior was dark, and the damaged and mottled walls were covered with charred and twisted human figures. It was roughly estimated that there were no less than a hundred such human figures in the entire residential building.
"Has there ever been a fire in this building?" Looking at these charred figures, Wen Zhong felt a little numb.
Because these charred human figures were still twisting on the wall, as if they were repeating the tragic scene before they were burned to death.
Wen Zhongxin sank instantly. He had a terrifying suspicion that all the human figures in this building were ghosts. If Dai Zhibin was really here, he would be in trouble.
"Don't call this community Mengling Community. Let's just change it to Ligui Community. It seems that I made the right choice by not letting Wang Chao and the others come in to investigate. There is such a terrifying supernatural being hidden in any residential building here. , luckily there is still..."
When Wen Zhong thought of this, he couldn't help but be stunned. Why did he think there were still living people in this community? It was extremely quiet at this time, and not a single light was on in the surrounding residential buildings.
A gust of wind blew by, seeming to surround him with a strong smell of corpses and a strong smell of blood.
"No, the aunt I met before, I'm sure she is alive." Wen Zhong looked a little ugly, as if he was looking for a reason to convince himself.
But that aunt is dead now. Does this mean that she is the last living person in this community?
Is she the last piece of the puzzle in the mass suicide incident? But if this is the case, then the death of the store manager does not make sense. According to previous records of mass suicides, there are no people who died in the same way.
"Damn it, I actually started to make sense of the supernatural events. Maybe the terrifying ghost put together the puzzle pieces to complete itself, and it no longer sticks to multiple suicide methods."
Wen Zhong took a deep breath. Should he retreat from here now, or should he enter this ominous building licked by the tongue of fire to look for Dai Zhibin, who might have been dead for a long time?
The answer is already obvious.
The flesh on Wen Zhong's face was torn, and a gray light illuminated the entire community. The next moment, his figure disappeared from the place, and when he reappeared, he had already climbed to the roof of the No. 7 residential building.
Multiple ghost pupils sprouted from the ferocious torn wounds on his body, and half of his body was lit up by a dead gray light, making those who looked at it feel numb.
He wanted to peek inside the entire residential building at once. If Dai Zhibin was really still in this residential building, he would never miss it. If the other person was not in this residential building, he would never foolishly run in and die. .
"We must fight quickly. Whether you can come out alive depends on your luck."
At first glance, the entire residential building seemed to have turned into a transparent building under his ghostly eyes. The only thing that remained unchanged was the burnt black figure on the wall, which was still distorting.
But he didn't find Dai Zhibin.
Immediately after, more eyes popped out of his body. The ghost's supernatural power that could twist the space was also spliced on top of the ghost eyes by ghost bacteria. At this time, when he looked down for the second time, the outline of the entire residential building actually began to appear. Slightly twisted.
"Damn it, if you are really in there, please give me a response." Veins popped up on Wen Zhong's face and he shouted angrily.
His expression was ferocious, and the balance of the three ghosts was not enough to ignore the risk of the ghosts reviving. Dense plaques had appeared on his body, and the ghost pupils began to rotate restlessly.
It seemed that someone really heard his call. At the moment when the residential building was distorted, a blurry black shadow appeared in Wen Zhong's eyes. When he looked carefully, there was actually a person wrapped inside.
"Dai Zhibin! The sun is shining on your butt! Wake up!"
With a roar, a stiff and pale ghost hand reached out and grabbed at the blurry black figure.
The burnt black people on the walls of the residential buildings seemed to have gotten rid of the supernatural power of ghosts, or as if Wen Zhong had triggered their murderous pattern. At this time, they began to peel off the walls one after another, and a smell of burnt smell came, which made them smoke. People can't open their eyes.
Even the ghost eyes that emerged from Wen Zhong's wound were suppressed and began to sink into the flesh.
Fortunately, the ghost had caught the blurry black shadow, but a burning sensation came in the next second, and a pair of pale ghost hands were burned red by the black shadow.
"Are you kidding?" Wen Zhong felt like he was grabbing a red-hot iron. Even if someone could twist the space, he couldn't catch the black shadow at this moment.
Seeing this, the flesh on Wen Zhong's face began to squirm again, and a cold, dead gray light lit up.
The ghost realm composed of ghost fungi quickly covered it, trying to wrap up the black shadow, but before it could get close, the charred human figures around it had already stopped the spread of the ghost realm one after another.
In the end, he could only watch the black shadow dissipate inside the building. Without the interference of ghosts and ghosts, the residential building would soon return to its original state.
The burnt black figure has arrived on the rooftop. What is placed in front of Wen Zhong is a very real question. Should he continue to save people, or should he retreat and regroup? There is more than one fierce ghost in the community. If he continues to fight, he may Planted here.
Wen Zhong took a deep breath. He did not choose to compromise. If he could not protect the people around him even after controlling three powerful ghosts, then he should have died in that rental house.
