The next moment! He took off his hand directly, and it felt like he fell from the window!
My expression changed again, and I quickly stuck my head out of the window to take a look without caring about anything else.
Only then did I see that the leader was already lying on a nearby window.
The second floor, whether it was short or not, was still a few meters high, and the windows of the two rooms were two or three meters apart. He was not afraid at all and passed by so easily.
Follow closely and lead the way into the window.
Immediately, I heard another cough, and footsteps sounded at the same time and became distant.
This all happened extremely quickly.
Before I could react, the sound of banging on the door reached my ears.
At this distance, the sound came from next door.
I immediately understood that the ghost watching the night in this building must have noticed the movement in our room. He might have heard the sound and came here.
The leader went to another room and made a noise, and the ghost naturally went to the next door.
Sure enough, the next moment, the leader got out of the window and returned to the room.
The banging on the door continued for a while, as if the door was broken open.
Then, there were continuous coughs.
The leader was extremely cautious and didn't speak again, and I didn't dare to say anything either.
After the coughing disappeared, the leader wiped his forehead with the back of his hand.
He didn't sweat, though.
"This place is not safe." The leader's voice became softer, and he immediately added: "Just follow what I say and don't speak again."
"First put on some death makeup."
I frowned.
He took out the makeup box from his pocket, sat at the desk, and put makeup on his face.
I don’t know whether it’s because the night watchman suddenly came or for some other reason, but I always feel like my heartbeat is disordered.
It gave me the feeling that the leader seemed to know this place.
It's just that we both came here at the same time.
Even if he showed up here before me and had a few more observations, how could he say he knew more about it?
But taking a step back, he has strong analytical skills. According to what he said, he should be right.
The rate of convergence is very fast.
After calming down, I roughly understood that the leading idea should be that if dead people wear makeup on their faces, then the ghosts here may not regard us as living people.
It can solve a small part of the immediate troubles.
After about ten minutes, the makeup was almost done.
But when I looked at myself in the mirror, I was stunned for a moment.
The make-up on my face is very old, even somewhat similar to that of the old man in a suit, Wei Youming.
Also, I don’t know when, the talisman attached to my eye has disappeared.
I didn't notice this detail at all.
In addition, my eyes no longer have the feeling of popping out of my eyes... they are much more normal now.
I sighed and didn't use the talisman again.
If you use dead person makeup, it might be possible to hide some ghosts.
I was planning to tell the leader to put some makeup on him too.
But I was stunned for a moment.
Because from the mirror, I noticed something was wrong.
I could see the bed, the wardrobe, even part of the door.
Although the mirror is small, you can see everything that needs to be seen.
The only thing I didn't see was the leader!
Where has he gone! ?
Could it be that he went out of the window again? I was concentrating on putting on makeup and didn’t notice it! ?
"alright?"
Suddenly, a question came from behind.
I quickly closed the makeup box, but there were huge beads of sweat on my forehead!
You can't see ghosts in the mirror...because ghosts have no physical form.
Only when people have a physical body will they be reflected in the mirror...
Lead, no mirror...
He has no body?
Therefore, he is not a human, but a ghost! ?
In my thoughts, I looked back.
The leader was right behind me, and the solemnity on his fat face dissipated a little. When he saw my face, his pupils narrowed slightly.
He seemed to be shocked by my appearance for a moment.
My mind was thinking very fast.
Also, I felt chilly all the time.
The leader must be a human being...otherwise he wouldn't be able to walk in the daytime, let alone be the leader of the army.
The "person" in front of me is definitely not the leader!
But he also knows something...
This is where the explanation doesn't make sense...
The only possibility is that this ghost killed someone, even swallowed the soul, and learned something.
He fooled my eyes into thinking he was the leader.
This kind of bewildered eyes is fundamentally different from the changing image of plague ghosts.
Wenyang ghost is a real change, and ghost eyes are also a kind of ghost eyes, just like when Zhang Gui and the others contacted me before, I mistakenly thought I received a call from Chu Ying!
It's just that I didn't recognize this kind of environment immediately, so I got stuck in it!
Who was he killed?
It must not be the real leader, that is Manager Yang... Granny Shu, or one of the other eight low-life people?
Where are their bodies?
There is more than one ghost in this staff dormitory! ?
Moreover, the ghosts are not the same enemies?
Why did the night watch ghost come and knock on the door?
I feel that my thoughts have reached the extreme, and they are no longer enough, and my head is aching.
"Xian Shen, let's get out of here first. Night watch ghosts can hear human voices. I have learned special techniques to avoid them, so you still can't speak." The leader said again.
My heart sank slightly again.
Are his words trying to hide something?
For a moment, I couldn't think clearly at all.
However, I cannot rule out the possibility that ghosts do not share the same hatred.
That night watch ghost came here after hearing human voices!
As long as you can avoid the night watchman, there's no problem in not talking!
But I don’t think it’s possible to leave this building!
I even suspected that this "leader" was lying to me. He was not a leader at all, so his purpose was to kill me. There might not be a bloody corpse on the third floor!
"Exhibition?"
The "leader" frowned and called me again, indicating that I could go out. He also explained that the night watchman is not smart. If he doesn't find anything in the next room, he will go back. As long as we are careful, we can get out safely. This building.
I took a deep breath and tried to keep my face calm.
Then, I raised my hand slightly and made a hook, which was an action to let the leader get closer to me.
"Huh?" The leader looked a little surprised, but he didn't act suspiciously and moved closer to me.
I pretended to whisper.
The leader's face hardened again, and he told me in a low voice that even whispering would not work unless I find a pen and write now.
After saying this, the leader did not approach me again, but walked towards the desk, seemingly looking for paper and pen.
The moment he brushed against me.
I suddenly turned my head.
There was a soft pop, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the tip of his tongue!
My movements and speed are extremely fast.
And I carefully observed the "leader's" reaction. He didn't expect that I would take action directly!
The blood mist suddenly poured on him!
At the same time, I pulled out the mourning stick hidden under the clothes around my waist, stabbed it hard into the back of his heart, and stirred it hard!
With a soft bang, his body instantly collapsed into a ball of gray mist!
My heart was beating hard, my forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and my back was soaked with sweat...
