The ghost vine thief was immortal, and suddenly pulled out two rattans and directly wrapped them around Fang Xun's ankles, Fang Xun looked at the dark red on the spikes on the vines, as well as the smell of blood emitted from them, and it could be concluded that this thing had killed many people.

Fang Xun directly rose a white flame from the palm of his hand, and then threw it at the vine, and suddenly the white flame quickly grew larger, enveloping the entire vine in it.

The vines were in pain, and all the vine branches rolled and twisted like snakes, and they wanted to scatter and escape, but as plants, no matter how much they escaped, they could not escape the trunk, and these vines were all crisscrossed and intertwined, and finally there was not a single leaf that escaped from this merciless flame.

When the vines were completely slightly ashed, Fang Xun walked to the window, this should be the innermost abandoned factory building of the factory, if you want to go back to the dormitory, you have to walk for at least ten minutes.

Fang Xun jumped over the wall, and then habitually touched his pocket, only a red bead remained. It seems that the mobile phone should have been taken away, and this bead is estimated to have been used as a child's plaything, an ordinary glass bead, so it was kept.

I don't know the time without my phone, but it's still dark now, and the stars are so starry that I can't see the moon. The visibility around was very low, but Fang Xun was no longer an ordinary person, and with the blessing of internal force, his hearing and perception had improved significantly.

Groping their way forward, Fang Xun now wanted to find out where the pigsty they were talking about was. To be honest, he didn't dare to imagine what happened to the squad leader now, if he had been pulled out of his spirit body, he was afraid that he would have lost consciousness and become a shell of a walking corpse.

The factory was really a little too much, Fang Xun felt that he had walked for almost half an hour, walked through several factories in a row, and still didn't find anything, let alone the pigsty, not even a pig's hair.

After walking for a while, Fang Xun finally saw a place with a light in front of him, he quietly approached, wanting to listen to the movement first, but he listened to it sideways for a long time, but he didn't hear anything.

So Fang Xun stood up and looked inside a little bit, which almost scared his urine out, because he saw that the Tao captain who was in charge of his class was looking at him with his eyes open and expressionless.

Fang Xun jumped back a few steps in a row, the flames in his hands suddenly rose, and as long as Captain Tao attacked, he threw a fireball on his face.

However, after waiting for a long time, this Captain Tao still stood there motionless, Fang Xun observed carefully, only to find that he was not looking at himself, but standing there, his eyes were blank and empty.

Walking in with courage, Fang Xun could be sure that this Captain Tao couldn't see him at all now, so he found two stones to put his feet on, stood tall and looked inside, Captain Tao was not the only one in this room.

The black fat man of civil engineering, the thin and tall man of information, and the captain of the six squads, all of them were in the room. There are also some people who he has never seen before, all of them are standing there with their eyes open, motionless, like puppets, waiting for others to lift the silk threads on his body and make him move like a living person.

The scene in front of him was really weird, Fang Xun guessed that maybe these captains had already been sucked into spirits, and what he usually saw was just a puppet performance.

At this time, Fang Xun suddenly thought that since he entered the factory, he had not seen even a single worker. When the wood is sent to the workshop, there is a gate from the place where the workshop actually works, and this gate has never been opened.

Fang Xun felt a chill spread down his spine and spread over his body, and the whole person felt as if he was soaked in ice water. There are some things that you can't think about, and the more you think about it, the more terrifying you feel.

Leave the window and continue walking to the main entrance of the building. The door turned out to be unlocked, and with a slight push, it opened.

Fang Xun came directly to the room where the lights were on, pushed the door, and locked it from the inside. He didn't force his way in, but gathered his internal forces in his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he found something unusual.

These people are not strange to the dead in his eyes, they are completely gray, but they still have the light of life, but this light is very dim.

Feng Xueqi's method of opening the eyes of heaven is similar to that of opening the eyes of heaven, and you can see the light and aura of a person's life. The light of life is the red that beats with the heart, and the aura is the color of a person's spirit body, which will make the body emit a faint blue light.

And these people, the blue light has completely disappeared, and the light of life beats very slowly, and every time it beats, it will make the light brighter a little, and then quickly dim, and then beat again, and light up again.

It seems that these people are all people who have been sucked into the spirits, they only have their bodies left, but they are still alive, if they can take back the spirits, then they can still be saved, but if they are really eaten......

Fang Xun was about to leave this building, he needed to find the pigsty, and finding the squad leader was his top priority. However, when he turned his head, he was horrified to find that in the corridor, behind every piece of glass, there was an extremely faint light, slowly beating, just like Captain Tao.

He swallowed, took a deep breath, and walked forward. Behind every door, in every room, there were almost twenty or thirty people with blank eyes.

There are a total of eight rooms on this floor, and even if there are only twenty people in one room, that is one hundred and sixty people...... So many people, all living the life of the walking dead.

In the darkness, Fang Xun walked upstairs, this building has four floors, he has been blessing his eyes with internal force, looking at each house one by one, every floor, every room, there are people.

There are men, there are women, there are old people, and there are teenagers. And when Fang Xun walked to the innermost house on the fourth floor, he finally found the squad leader who had been missing for two days.

He didn't stand dumbly with empty eyes like everyone else, but drooled at the corners of his mouth, with an immaculate smile on his face, squatting in the corner of the wall and poking something with a wooden stick.

Perhaps because he didn't suck it clean, he still had a few wisps of blue soul on his body, and relying on these wisps of soul gave him the ability to move independently.

Fang Xun forcibly opened the door, and then silently walked in front of the squad leader, looking at this man who spoke sonorously and forcefully two days ago and insisted on his own opinions, but now he was playing aimlessly with a ball of paper like a child.