The fishy smell lingered on the tip of their noses, and the piles of corpses surrounding them made their path somewhat stumbling, but Shen Lin had no time to worry too much.
Xiong Wenwen's several predictions had problems. Similar to Xu Fang's situation, they were affected by some strange force, and Shen Lin did not dare to let him try it again.
They have very little information today.
It is known that the black-robed ghost they encountered should have died at 12:10, and it is unclear who died.
In the precognition, it was Xiong Wenwen who died in the mall, but Shen Lin who died outside the mall.
Two completely different deviations made Shen Lin unable to confirm some of his conjectures for a while.
Officials had given him some information, which showed that 36 people died every night due to unknown reasons, with the symptoms of death being bleeding from the seven orifices.
This made Shen Lin initially abandon the idea that anything he did at 12:10 would trigger a rule. According to that rule, it was impossible for 36 people to die every night, let alone that the number was so accurate.
That ghost has great restrictions, and Shen Lin is extremely sure of this.
This means that if they crack the rules, they can survive, which invisibly boosts his confidence a lot.
Thirty-six people every night, why thirty-six, and what does this number mean?
And why is it 12:10? The ghost once passed in front of them, so close without making any movement.
Wait, every night, Shen Lin was slightly stunned.
It is impossible for the officials not to notify themselves if the deceased has similar symptoms during the day.
This ghost only moves at night, at the time point of 12:10.
Shen Lin guessed that this ghost would do something to people at certain times every night.
What could that be?
The crisp footsteps echoed in the empty shopping mall, and the spread of thoughts ended in vain. The time was too short, the clues were too few, and Shen Lin could not integrate a feasible route.
The time came to 12:08, and there were still two minutes left before the predicted time of death.
Xiong Wenwen's trembling became more violent. He saw the ghost with his own eyes, and those eyes kept flashing in his mind.
Unable to wait any longer, Shen Lin's heart sank, and he chose to light the ghost candle.
The ghost candle is indeed valuable, but it cannot be lit precisely at twelve o'clock. No one knows the specific patterns of this ghost, and no one knows whether he will do it in advance, so be careful and make no big mistake.
The flashlight was extinguished and the ghost candle was lit. The green ghost candle became the only light in this dark area.
The green flame flickered slightly, swaying left and right with the breeze, affecting all the thoughts of the four people.
It was 12:09, one minute before the predicted time of death.
Shen Lin stared around, but didn't notice any movement.
The ghost candle is still burning normally and shows no signs of accelerating.
Dazed and helpless, the terrifying scene in his imagination did not appear. The second ghost candle that Shen Lin was ready to light at any time froze in his hand.
Shen Lin was a little shocked. What does this mean? The ghost hasn't come yet? Or is the ghost candle ineffective?
Time passed minute by minute, and when the time on the watch came to 12:10, Xiong Wenwen closed his eyes in fear. He was like a person waiting for death in anxiety, and his hands could not stop trembling.
Tick tock, tick tock~
The sound of the second hand turning became the only sound in the darkness, and even the breathing of the four people began to slow down.
Tick tock~tick tock~
Seeing that twelve o'clock was about to pass, Shen Lin hurriedly scanned the surroundings, but still found no movement. This darkness seemed to swallow everything.
The unknown is scary.
Tick tock~
That was the last second, the time came to twelve eleven.
Shocked, stunned, at a loss, and at a loss, when everything they predicted did not appear, the first thing that brought them was not ecstasy, but boundless fear.
When you know death is coming, you may go crazy.
But when you face death all the time, that kind of anxiety is enough to drive people crazy.
Shen Lin looked at Xiong Wenwen, wondering what he needed to confirm.
"Open your eyes, time has passed."
Xiong Wenwen's trembling body suddenly froze. The first moment he opened his eyes, he felt all over his body to see if there were any missing parts.
He had a strong sense of disbelief.
This is impossible. In the premonition, they experienced two situations of death and no life. How could this happen?
"Did you kill that ghost?" Xiong Wenwen asked with surprise. For a second, he felt that his father must be Shen Lin.
Shen Lin's head slowly shaking under the green candlelight pulled Xiong Wenwen from heaven to hell.
"No, the ghost didn't come. There are two possibilities. We have circumvented the rules invisibly, and there is something wrong with your prediction." Shen Lin's eyes were burning, and Xiong Wenwen was a little scared in this environment.
"Impossible, you can ask around at the headquarters. Your daddy has never had any problems." Xiong Wenwen screamed. He had experienced life and death in that incident, but he calmed down after the collapse.
Shen Lin nodded slowly.
"So there is only the second possibility. One of us should have died, but for some reason, he circumvented the rules."
Shen Lin spoke slowly.
Xiong Wenwen's ability to predict ghosts is extremely strong. If he could be easily influenced, he would not be so treasured by the headquarters. He is still far away from recovery, and the possibility of making mistakes is unlikely.
Compared to the first possibility, Shen Lin is more willing to believe in the second possibility.
By accident, they circumvented a certain pattern.
"Another prediction. We need more clues."
Shen Lin did not let down his guard. They survived by relying on luck, but this did not mean they were safe. They would die in various random ways anytime, anywhere.
Being lucky in the midst of a ghost incident is definitely a recipe for death. Their situation has not changed, it's just a matter of sooner or later.
Xiong Wenwen nodded with difficulty. The peeping gaze of the ghost in the prediction made him very frightened, but he still had to bite the bullet and agreed. After the rebirth after the collapse, this kid has matured a lot.
When the prediction started again, they seemed to be heading to the third floor under the leadership of Shen Lin. The dark atmosphere shrouded people very uncomfortable. Xiong Wenwen habitually glanced at the watch in his hand and found that the time had reached 12:19.
His ability to predict was partially affected, and the time span was a bit too long. He didn't know what happened between eleven and nineteen minutes.
He calmly peered at everything, trying to see something, but at the moment the watch returned to zero, he heard a scream.
It’s Xu Fang! He fell to the ground without warning while climbing the stairs, tumbled down the stairs, and eventually blended into a group of corpses. The bleeding from his orifices showed disbelief. He didn't understand what happened until his death.
Weird feelings filled Xiong Wenwen's mind again, and he quickly cut off his prediction to avoid something like the last time happening again.
When everything recovered, Xiong Wenwen's expression revealed fear, and the throbbing from the evil spirit in his body seemed to remind him that if he delayed further, he would end up in a terrible situation.
"Dead, he's dead, 12:20." Xiong Wenwen said, pointing at Xu Fang with his right hand.
Judging from several situations, this ghost only killed one person at a time. Knowing that the next time he would not die next time, the naughty kid calmed down a lot.
"Me? Is it me?" Xu Fang thought hard and reflexively surrounded himself. The darkness in front of him frightened him.
Is it Xu Fang this time? Shen Lin frowned, there was no order to death, why was it Xu Fang again?
Twelve twenty? Shen Lin noticed this time point again. The time of death was all on the hour. This ghost only killed people on the hour?
"How did you die?" Shen Lin asked.
"I don't know, without any warning, he suddenly fell to the ground, bleeding from all his orifices." Xiong Wenwen explained everything in the picture honestly.
Xu Fang looked at Shen Lin anxiously. This was his only life-saving straw now.
"Mr. Shen, please find a way to save my cousin." Zhou Bin said.
Shen Lin ignored it. It was difficult for him to protect himself in this situation.
"Give the ghost candle in your hand to Xu Fang. If you encounter an accident, you can still withstand it for a while."
Shen Lin made a decision.
"What should we do now?" Xiong Wenwen is the calmest one now. He believes in his ability to predict. Since he will not die in the prediction, he is basically safe, at least for a while.
"Let's go, we have to get rid of the source ghost as soon as possible. The ghost staircase is the root of all this. If we solve it, we may let the ghost leave." Shen Lin calmly explained the current situation.
This is a dead horse approach, and it is also the most likely approach at the moment.
"It's 12:12 now, and we have less than 8 minutes to solve all this."
This is the speed of life and death, and it is also a race against time.
Xu Fang and Zhou Bin looked at each other. They had no choice. They could only listen to Shen Lin. Xiong Wenwen was the most relaxed at this time. He nodded without hesitation.
Several people set off again.
This shopping mall follows the shopping mall planning of key cities. The central road is basically an elevator, with artificial passages on both sides to facilitate the evacuation of people.
There are four passages, two elevators, and two stairs in the northeast corner.
Xiong Wenwen couldn't remember the specific location, so they could only search one by one.
The mottled stone steps of the Ghost Staircase are very distinctive and are not difficult to find.
At twelve fifteen, they found the first elevator, not.
At 12:16, they jogged to the vicinity of the second elevator, which was also not the case.
At 12:17, when Shen Lin and others arrived near the third staircase.
It was a mottled stone staircase that looked out of place in this modern shopping mall.
The mottled lines and bloody stains on it all indicate something strange and ominous.
What caught the attention of Shen Lin and others was the figure at the end of the stairs.
It was dressed in black robes, blending perfectly into the darkness. Through the light of the ghost candle, you could barely see the shriveled human face under the black robe. There seemed to be layers of oil dripping from it, and a stronger corpse smell than the inside of the mall hit your nostrils.
It's that black-robed ghost!
