Du Baige's condition has stabilized. At this moment, he is being carried on Yan Duo's back, but there is an obvious scar on Yan Duo's neck. After Wen Zhong asked, he found out that it was made by Ochiai.
"If you are blocked by the ghost shirt, I will kill Yan Duo. I think this is normal." When Ochiai was asked the reason, he answered honestly.
But Yan Duo's face was very ugly, after all, he had just walked back and forth before the gate of hell.
Wen Zhong shrugged noncommittally. He suddenly discovered a problem. It had been so long, why didn't Fang Diyuan come over to join them?
"Huh? Do you think that slender ghost is related to Fang Diyuan? It's an interesting speculation." Ochiai squinted his eyes and said, "You will know if you ask, where is he now?"
Wen Zhong shook his head and was about to say something. Suddenly, there was a "bang--" sound of a heavy object falling to the ground outside the door. The expressions of several people changed and they quickly walked to the door to check the situation.
"Gulu——"
He forced his eyebrows to open his ghost pupils. The ghost pupils in a highly revived state could see through the black-red haze surrounding the experimental building. Even the ghost realm of thinking ghosts could not block his sight at this moment.
"What did you see? A ghost?" Ochiai asked, holding the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, ready to hold it up to save his life.
"No, there's nothing." Wen Zhong frowned and said. The direction where the voice came from was very close to them, but within the scope of his ghost eyes, he saw nothing.
"boom--"
There was another dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. This time the sound was one step closer to the direction of the staff lounge where they were. It was like someone was falling straight from the roof of the building to the corridor, making loud noises.
"boom--"
The third dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded.
"It's not a thinking ghost. It doesn't act the same as that slender ghost. What kind of ghost is it?" Wen Zhong's face changed slightly. Even now, he didn't find anything unusual in his sight.
The next moment, a faint gray light emerged from the crack in Wen Zhong's body, and the ghost realm once again enveloped the entire second floor of the experimental building. This time Wen Zhong saw the true face of the voice, which was an unrecognizable corpse.
There was only one erected crack on the entire face. As it continued to advance, a "bang--" sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from the crack on the face.
Wen Zhong's expression changed, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Are you kidding me? What the hell is this?"
"Wenzhong, what did you see?" Ochiai asked.
Ochiai and Yan Duo both discovered at this time that Wen Zhong's ghost realm was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. Every time the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard, the scope of his ghost realm would shrink by one circle.
"Leave here first, that ghost is here." Wen Zhong did not answer Ochiai's question. He pulled Ochiai and Yan Duo, who was carrying Du Baige, and the ghost realm turned into a rainbow and flew out of the window into the distance. .
However, they failed.
When they came back to their senses, they were still where they were. Only the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground continued to ring around them, and the black-red haze enveloped the entire experimental building again. No, it seemed to be deformed.
Suddenly, a dry, bamboo-like arm stretched out from the darkness in the corner beside them and grabbed the body bag holding the Thinking Ghost.
Wen Zhong reacted very promptly. He had been on guard against something that might appear in the darkness.
At this moment, this skinny arm appeared. He immediately spread the ghost bacteria and tried to suppress the arm. At the same time, he raised his pale and stiff ghost hand and twisted it.
"Click——"
There was a sound of bones breaking, and in the shocked eyes of Ochiai and Yan Duo, the wrist of Wen Zhong's ghost hand was forcibly broken off by another arm stretched out from the darkness.
"Are you kidding?" Yan Duo was about to suffocate. His current situation was very delicate. Although he was a ghost controller, the evil ghost was not in him. He was said to be a living person, but he was still connected to the evil ghost.
Therefore, he could not take refuge under the oil-paper umbrella held up by Ochiai, not to mention that he was carrying a Dubai Ge on his back.
And Ochiai had already held up the purple-red oil-paper umbrella. This ghost was staring at him for some reason. A pale face emerged from the darkness, and its facial features were sewn up with needles, but it was You can feel a strange sight from it.
"Damn, what is going on."
At this moment, the jumping ghost has arrived outside the door and is blocking the door, still making the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
In the employee lounge, most of the lanky ghost figure had emerged from the darkness.
What kind of body is that? Its body was sewn with old dead skin, blue-black rotten flesh spread all over its upper body, rotten flesh and blood was sewn on its legs, and its whole body looked like it was made of corpses.
Its limbs were withered and slender, covered with corpse spots and sores, making people's scalp numb and gasping for breath.
"It's the lanky ghost." Wen Zhong looked ugly. Fang Diyuan was missing, but at this time the lanky ghost appeared. It was hard not to think of something.
"Wen Zhong, Professor, what should we do now?" Yan Duo was a little timid. It was the first time that he missed the ghost shirt so much. He obviously wanted to burn it with fire on weekdays, but he only cherished it extremely when he was in a life-or-death crisis.
"I don't know." Wen Zhong gritted his teeth and spit out these words. If nothing happens, today will be their memorial day next year.
Just when he was about to fight for resuscitation, suddenly there was a sound of pages turning, and then Ling Jin's exclamation came from the satellite phone.
The chaotic black-red haze that originally shrouded the entire Da'an City actually turned into the shape of an open book, which was being turned over. If anyone was outside the experimental building, they would find that the haze shrouding the experimental building was The haze turned into a book that was shrunk countless times...
The oil-paper umbrella was trembling, and Ochiai could feel that under this terror, this strange oil-paper umbrella might not be able to protect him.
"There is a wolf in front, a tiger behind, an old ox on the waist, and a dragon's head on the chest. The current situation is really..."
Faced with this situation, Wen Zhong could only respond with a bitter smile. The skin and flesh on his body tore into vicious cracks, and from time to time a turbid and cold gray light flashed inside.
A layer of gray-white ghost fungus slowly spread along his feet and tried to cover the entire employee lounge.
The slender ghost just stayed in place without making any next move. It did not try to seize the body bag containing the thinking ghost again.
At the same time, the strange corpse standing at the door also became quiet. This moment was like the last tranquility before the storm, filling people with hope despite despair.
