I came out of the old woman's room.
Looking at her room again, it was no different from other places, just as dark.
I looked up.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang~" A strange sound passed through my head, as if a basketball fell to the ground.
Familiar horror movie atmosphere.
"Dongyue, why don't you go up to the next level?"
"Brother Zai, why don't we go help the old lady find her family?"
"Anyway, it's time to come, why not complete another task, the eighteenth floor! I don't know when it will be done! Real men go to the hundredth floor, let's go up to one or two more floors, and save a few wishes to complete it together! "
I also disliked the distance: "Save us, make more trips!"
The most important thing is that the yin energy I just absorbed from the old lady helped me a lot. I felt like something was coming out of my head, and my strength was much stronger. Although we were both ninth-grade ghosts, in terms of strength, I was stronger than ordinary ghosts. No, I'm much more capable.
Getting stronger is not a bad thing for me who is under great pressure now.
Not to mention the mysterious Mr. Hu that I have been looking for, but the crisis of hungry ghosts in my hometown nearby is not something I can handle now.
I also belong to Haocun, and they will not let me go.
I want to be stronger.
The power of ghosts is much stronger than that of fierce ghosts, according to the boundaries of abilities in the underworld.
They are both at the ninth level, and the ghosts of the ninth level are twice as powerful as the fierce ghosts of the ninth level. After all, they have a natural suppressive effect!
I just easily solved the old lady, which doubled my confidence.
The reason why Godfather Chenghuang didn't take down the Menggui Building must be because of the issue of clear powers.
For me, the ghost in the Yangshi world, why should I refuse this naturally precious land?
Dongyue is behind, and I am walking in front, from light to shadow.
We arrived at the second floor.
I saw a black football rolling on the ground.
"Brother, can you help me find the ball?"
At the third door in the distance, a little boy was lying on the door, with his legs crossed, inviting me.
I stepped forward and grabbed the football on the ground.
Strangely, the football was wet: "Little brother, I give you the ball, what do you want?"
"I want the ball, give it to me!"
"Then you have to turn around so I can give you the ball, little brother!"
"Then I'll turn around, don't be afraid!"
"Little brother, you are joking. Brother, I have never seen anything, how can you be afraid...I am bulging! Brother, where is your head!"
I held the ball in my hand and reacted suddenly. I raised the football and saw the face of a dark little boy: "Brother, can you give me the ball?"
I threw the ball in my hand and put it on the little boy's neck: "Take care of your own head first, kid!"
The little boy twisted his head, leaving dark oily eyes: "But if I had a brain, I wouldn't have a ball. Brother, I want to play with a ball!"
"That's right! I have a brain, and you have a brain too."
"My head can be a ball, and yours can be too!"
The little boy showed a kind smile: "Brother, can you use your head as a ball?"
"Brother, I want your head!"
The boy laughed and all the doors on the second floor opened.
In the summer afternoon, the sun is scorching.
But, standing in the corridor, I couldn't see a trace of sunlight.
"Dongyue, where are you?" It was pitch dark all around and I couldn't see clearly, so I could only try to hear the voice and argue.
Dongyue quickly responded to me: "Brother Zai, I didn't move, I was behind you."
"This kid used our heads as balls, that's why we can't see!"
I was a little angry: "Today, I still don't believe in this evil!"
Since it's just a fantasy, then I must still be in the corridor now. The little devil's head blocks the sun, so we can't see him.
Either he cannot see the sun, or he is afraid of it.
I shouted: "Dongyue, don't move, I'll break the window!"
I walked forward along the steps in my memory, and stepped on something strange under my feet. I ignored it and kept moving forward.
Suddenly, my hand touched something smooth, and I laughed: "Break it for me!"
A ghostly steel fork appeared on my hand, facing the barely smooth surface, it was just one!
There was a strong light coming towards me, I closed my eyes and saw the sun's fire in front of me in a daze!
wrong! Not the sun's fire!
It's a fire!
I saw a fire and people were running away!
Flames kept falling from upstairs!
People panicked and the crowd yelled.
I saw a kid wearing shorts and holding a football.
Facing the fire, he was scared, holding his football at a loss, and was surrounded by the crowd.
He was accidentally hit by people running for his life around him.
He fell to the ground and cried: "Mom, my ball!"
"My ball, don't run away!"
The boy followed the football and ran around in the crowd. He saw a pair of strange feet, which kicked his ball hard into a small house.
The little boy shouted: "Little Ball, come back quickly!"
He ran forward and finally hugged his football.
But when I turned around, I saw the owner of those feet closing the door little by little.
"Uncle, what are you doing!"
"Uncle, let me go out!"
"It's so choking! It feels so uncomfortable!"
"boom!"
"Whoo! Whoa! Little Ball, what's wrong with you, Little Ball? You exploded!"
I watched all this through a door, a transparent door, feeling the despair of life.
I slapped the door feebly: "Quick, come out quickly!"
I stood there and saw the boy opposite lying on the ground, motionless.
"Uncle, have you seen my ball?"
I turned around when I heard a familiar voice and saw the little boy holding his head and asking me.
I picked up his head and pressed it on his neck: "Did I find your ball?"
The little boy laughed: "Hahaha, where is the ball? Is it your head?"
"Do you want to?"
"I want the ball!"
I looked at the child with a smile, strangled the neck with my left hand, and pulled out the hair with my right hand. Little by little, the neck was stretched, and the head was dripping with blood. The blood fell to the ground, and the moment it touched the ground, it turned into smoke.
I handed my head to the child: "You want the ball, don't you? Take it!"
Because of the forceful pulling just now, my face was deformed, my eyes were slender, my mouth could not cover my gums, and my teeth were forced to be exposed.
The little boy opened his mouth wide and his eyes widened. He seemed to have never seen this scene before. He took a step back and leaned against the wall.
In an instant, everything returned to how it was when I came up.
I was still holding my head in my hand: "Kids, come and play! Don't you like balls the most?"
The little boy looked at my slender head. I stretched my hands and my eyes met.
He was so frightened that he sat directly on the ground: "Brother, I was wrong, I don't want the ball anymore, I don't dare anymore! Let me go! Don't eat me!"
The head in his hand smiled: "Well, you said it yourself!"
The head disappeared into my hands, and the body standing in the corridor disappeared.
There is only the smell of yin in the air.
The little boy stopped crying and stared at the door in fear.
The door opened and I walked out: "Kid, brother, let me teach you a lesson. If you are timid, don't come out to scare people!"
I was in the environment just now, and I entered this door, and everything that happened after that was my ghost.
I am a ghost. I can be a human or a ghost!
