"From now on, you will have my power, I am you, you are me!Finally, happy cooperation!" The mysterious man in black left such an inexplicable sentence, and gradually merged with all the dark places around him, and disappeared silently.

After the man in black disappeared, Ding Xiaofan suddenly felt in a trance, as if everything that happened just now was just an illusion.

"My head hurts! Could it be another dream?" Rubbing the back of his head in unbearable pain, Ding Xiaofan always felt as if he was missing something. Of course, he did lose one thing, and that was his soul.

However, just as he gave up looking for the black cat and was about to return to the reception hall, an ancient piece of parchment fell to the ground along his hand. "Strange, what is this?" Curious, Ding Xiaofan picked up the parchment that had fallen on the ground and was full of unfamiliar runes.

"Isn't this thing given to me by that mysterious uncle? Could it be that he can really fulfill my wish?" muttering to himself, Ding Xiaofan couldn't wait to open the parchment scroll.

Sure enough, in the lower right corner of the parchment, Ding Xiaofan saw a blood-red finger print. And this finger print was pressed on it by himself. But just as he tried to retract the scroll, the parchment, which had been soft, became extremely hard.

Not only that, but at the same time, he was horrified to find that the bloody fingerprint in the lower right corner of the parchment turned into a hideous demonic smile. "Hahaha...." The blood-red demon face suddenly floated into the air, and it just clinged to Ding Xiaofan's face and laughed wildly.

"Wow, go away, go away!" screamed hoarsely, Ding Xiaofan hurriedly waved his hands wildly, trying to drive away the terrifying demon smiling face in front of him.

But no matter how much he struggled and tried desperately to avoid it, the blood-red demonic smiling face always stayed in front of him, lingering. "What are you afraid of? I'm yourself!" With that, the demon's smiling face quickly burrowed into Ding Xiaofan's pupils.

"Uhh....h It didn't take long for the skin around his eyes to be scratched and bruised.

As time passed, Ding Xiaofan slowly stopped clasping his eyes with his hand. "Huh, why am I here?" he stood up from the ground, as if he had forgotten about the man in black and the contract, threw away the parchment scroll, and turned and walked towards the reception hall.

But what he didn't know was that not long after, the piece of parchment he threw away turned into an almost transparent skull-like smoke and slammed down on his body, fleeting. From afar, it looked as if he had become one.

When I came to the company's reception hall, there was a voice of Shen Xiaolang talking to a strange man. "Are you finally back?" said Ding Xiaofan, and sat down on the sofa by himself.

"Well, this is Mr. Zhang, who entrusted us to help exorcise ghosts. Hearing this, Shen Xiaolang pointed to the middle-aged man beside him and introduced. "Mr. Zhang?" Hearing Shen Xiaolang's words, Ding Xiaofan looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the far left side of the sofa in surprise.

"He's not...."Halfway through the words, Ding Xiaofan suddenly held his breath and quickly covered his mouth. That's right, sitting on the sofa at the moment is the male corpse he has encountered many times in his dreams or in reality.

"Hello, my name is Zhang Haiya, thank you and Mr. Shen for your great help last time. After saying a polite word, Mr. Zhang stretched out his hand to Ding Xiaofan and made a gesture of shaking hands. "You.... Hello. While speaking, Ding Xiaofan reluctantly held the other party's hand.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the moment he shook hands with Mr. Zhang, he felt that what he was holding was not a human hand, but a piece of ice that had been frozen for hundreds of years!

Quickly let go of his hand, Ding Xiaofan kept his head against his head like a child who had done something wrong, not daring to look directly at Mr. Zhang's strange gaze. Because in his opinion, Mr. Zhang's expression when he looked at him was exactly the same as the expression of the corpse he met in the bathhouse.

"By the way, I just walked around the second floor and found that there was a lot of yin qi, especially the third room from the left. But the door to that room is locked, and I can't open it, so I'd like to ask you to help me get in and have a look. ”

took out a copper coin sword from the black cloth bag and handed it to Ding Xiaofan, Shen Xiaolang continued, "I still have some things to discuss with Mr. Zhang, so I'll trouble you to go." Take this self-defense, after all, the locked thing in that room is very likely to have something to do with Arin's death!"

"Oh!" took the copper coin sword, Ding Xiaofan casually agreed, and then turned around and walked towards the staircase. But after a few steps, he stopped abruptly in place, a few drops of cold sweat dripping down his forehead and down his chest.

The corridor between the first floor and the second floor is obviously locked, since he can't even open the lock of the No. 3 warehouse upstairs, how did he get to the second floor? And what makes Ding Xiaofan feel even more incredible is the attitude of Liu Lixue, who has always been interested in supernatural events.

In the face of supernatural events, Liu Lixue, who has always been in an enthusiastic state, sat alone in the corner and played with her mobile phone this time. Her expressionless appearance is very weird, she looks like a doll toy!

In addition, Ding Xiaofan felt that the most terrifying thing was the last sentence that Shen Xiaolang said. How did he know that Arin was dead? He really didn't dare to think about it anymore, he just wanted to get out of this weird place as soon as possible.

"Why don't you leave?" Seeing Ding Xiaofan standing motionless, Shen Xiaolang asked suspiciously. "Oh! nothing, I was looking for the key and I've found it. With that, Ding Xiaofan hurriedly walked in the direction of the staircase.

Walking to the staircase, Ding Xiaofan, who had planned to escape directly from the back door, suddenly heard a few faint cries for help. The sound sounded so familiar, it felt like I had heard it somewhere. That's right! Isn't this the voice of Shen Xiaolang and Liu Lixue!

After confirming that it was Shen Xiaolang and Liu Lixue's voices coming from the second floor, Ding Xiaofan went up the stairs to the second floor.

However, when he reached the passage between the first and second floors, he was surprised to find that the iron door in the middle of the corridor was missing the anti-theft lock that should have been locked! Not only that, but even the iron door was open. It seems that today is destined to be an extraordinary night.

"Whatever! If what the uncle in black said is true, do I still need to be afraid of these ghosts?" Ding Xiaofan climbed up to the second floor with courage.

Counting the house numbers and coming to the door of the third warehouse, the cries for help that I had just heard downstairs became clearer. "There's a problem here. With that, Ding Xiaofan took out the key in his pocket, opened the door of the No. 3 warehouse, and walked in with courage.

"It's strange, the voice is obviously coming from here, why is there no one?" muttered to himself, and he turned on the light in the third storeroom.

I could only hear the sound of "Peng!", and as soon as the light was lit, an unknown object suddenly fell from the ceiling and smashed heavily on Ding Xiaofan's head. "Who smashed me!" took the thing off his head and looked at it, and it turned out to be an apple.

Maybe he was really hungry, so he wiped his clothes casually, and Ding Xiaofan actually took a bite of the apple of unknown origin in his hand. "Phew!" As soon as he took a bite, he frowned and spat out the food in his mouth.

"Why doesn't this apple even taste at all? It's like paper. Curious, Ding Xiaofan looked down at the apple in his hand. "Wow!" It's okay not to look at it, but after a closer look, he was suddenly so frightened that he quickly threw away the things in his hand.

It turned out that what he was holding in his hand just now was actually an apple made of paper! But since this apple was made of paper, why did it hurt so much to hit his head? Besides, how could this paper thing fall from the ceiling?

Thinking of this, Ding Xiaofan immediately sobered up. Realizing that something was wrong, he didn't even dare to get out of the atmosphere, and ran out of the door as if flying. "It's so dangerous! I almost died!" Leaning against the wall, Ding Xiaofan patted his chest panting, soothing his beating heart.

But when he was gasping for breath and preparing to leave here as soon as possible, he was horrified to find that the scene in front of him was exactly the same as the scene in the No. 3 storeroom!

Could it be that a ghost is hitting the wall? Thinking in his heart, Ding Xiaofan closed his eyes according to the local method in the countryside, yelled to strengthen his courage, and then ran forward desperately with his feelings.

"Hu ...." didn't know how long he had been running, how far he had run, and the panting Ding Xiaofan opened his eyes carefully. "I was scared to death, I finally ran out! Looking at the new scenery in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning on the light, Ding Xiaofan, who was really tired, walked to a desk made of pure mahogany in the center of the room and sat on the chair in front of the desk. But as soon as he sat down, Ding Xiaofan was so frightened that he immediately bounced up from his seat.

"Impossible! Isn't this the office of Manager Huang, which has long been demolished!" Finding himself standing in a room that shouldn't have existed, Ding Xiaofan frantically pushed the self-locking door to escape.

The reason why he is so scared is not completely unreasonable, that is because the manager Huang in his mouth was actually burned to death by fire three years ago! And now the office where he is located was also demolished by the boss after the fire.

"Help, help!" While slapping the door that couldn't be pushed open, Ding Xiaofan shouted for help while pulling his throat. However, the next moment, there was a thick fog in the office.

Unlike the usual fog, this fog was not white, but an eerie red! Soon, a strange red fog filled the entire office. At the same time, a child about seven or eight years old could be seen looming in the thick fog.

"Ding Xiaofan, I don't know how to die! I'll send him to hell....!" Humming a creepy horror nursery rhyme, the little boy walked out of the blood mist with a smile and quickly rushed towards Ding Xiaofan, who was about to collapse with fright.

"Wow! Don't, don't come here! Come on, come and save me!" Seeing the little boy in the dense fog dragging his puppet-like mechanical steps and constantly approaching him, Ding Xiaofan covered his eyes in fear, slumped on the ground, and shouted hoarsely.

Not long after, as the sound of the horror nursery rhyme became louder and clearer, the little boy had already come to Ding Xiaofan.

"I'll send him .... To hell......", repeating the nursery rhyme, the little boy smirked and opened his bloody mouth that did not match his age. But at this moment, Ding Xiaofan slowly let go of the hands he used to cover his eyes. And his eyes were redder than the blood mist.

"Whew, why does it smell so strong here, but I like it!" snapped his fingers, and Ding Xiaofan stood up straight from the ground. At the same time, his hair also turned dark gray.

With blood-red pupils, dark gray hair, bright red lips, sharp and black nails, and the miserable white skin on his body, Ding Xiaofan at this time exuded a demonic aura.

"Children, it's not a good child if you don't sleep in the middle of the night!" As soon as the words fell, Ding Xiaofan instantly turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place. When he reappeared, he was already standing behind the little boy and tearing up the silicone doll with his bare hands.

"It's so boring! Let's just go together. With that, Ding Xiaofan snapped his fingers again. "Huh!" accompanied by Ding Xiaofan's snapping of his fingers, a raging fire broke out in the entire office.

"Quack, you are quite bold! In that case, it will be as you wish!" heard a strange scream, and twenty or thirty puppet dolls of different shapes emerged around the office. After a while, the ghosts and monsters drained the water around Ding Xiaofan.

Standing in the raging flames, Ding Xiaofan moved his joints so that they crackled. He said lightly, "It's officially started, it's my carnival night!", and he sneered and threw himself at the ghosts beside him......

This story is pure fiction and will be continued