At the moment when Idiom Fan jumped up, Idiom Fan's internal force gathered on this rune paper, and at that moment, the rune paper immediately turned into a white light, and the white light also followed Idiom Fan's thoughts, instantly grabbing the outer wall of the hospital building. "Hehe, I thought it wouldn't be needed, but I didn't expect it to be useful!" The green rune paper turned into white light, like two sharp iron claws.

And the idiom Fan also relied on this "iron claw" one by one, and slowly walked from the second floor to the fifth floor. The higher I climbed, the more I felt fear. If one is not careful, and does not grasp it steadily, it will fall like this, and if it does not die at that time, it will have to be branded with a first-class disability. At that time, it was really worth the loss.

At this moment, Idiom Fan is under triple pressure from his heart. The first is from falling, the second is from the gust of wind outside that makes Tang intuitively feel bad, and the third is from the thrilling scenes in the corridor every time he goes up a floor.

In other words, this threefold is like a triple door, holding the idiom Fan's immature mind.

However, the idiom Fan's mind, isn't this considered mature?

Not to mention whether it will fall or not, and not to mention the ominous feeling from the gust of wind outside. Just passing through the window outside and seeing the scenes in the corridors on the third and fourth floors already made Idiom Fan shudder. If it weren't for the meditation mantra to protect the mind, I'm afraid that the idiom Fan would have lost his mind a long time ago, fell down, and fell into a disabled person of several levels.

However, for Idiom Fan, at this stage of his realm strength, it is really a little unlikely that he will be disabled.

Zombies, unjust spirits, evil spirits, blood-red spiders, and other things that you don't even know about, wander in the corridors on the third or fourth floors, and even the stairs connecting the third and fourth floors.

Now, Idiom Fan is really glad that he chose to climb the wall instead of continuing to take the stairs or the elevator.

Perhaps, there won't be these things in the elevator, but it seems that after the elevator is taken, these guys won't rush up as soon as the door opens. When the time comes, even if you have a hundred small lives, it will not be enough to squander. Besides, there is only one small life?

At this time, Idiom Fan climbed over the fourth floor more carefully, and when he just climbed to the fifth floor, Idiom Fan should have seen an open-air platform on the left side, and of course, there was also an open-air platform on its right. At this time, Idiom Fan's mind quickly filtered the position to save people carefully.

He closed his eyes slightly, opened them again in an instant, and said to himself lightly: "Right!"

After the idiom Fan determined his position, he leaned sideways and slowly approached the open-air platform on the right.

It didn't take long for Fan to climb onto the open platform. However, he buried his head deeply and did not dare to show a little bit.

Because, when he was climbing sideways, Tang Hui had already felt that there was a very strange and terrifying aura flowing on the fifth floor. And this kind of breath is exactly what he has encountered once, and it is also extremely impressive.

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Shall I go, is it really on the fifth floor?" Liu Yi's Adam's apple couldn't help rolling, and in this cold and windy night, the cold sweat of the bean was also flowing down the forehead, cheeks, and chin of the idiom. Originally, it was dry under his feet, but in this tight time of only a minute, it was already soaking wet.

Dripping beads of sweat the size of beans, my heart was beating at a distance. The heartbeat of "plopping and plopping" can be heard clearly. The fear that had been soothed by the meditation mantra now seemed to be impossible to suppress. The meditation mantra, at this moment, seems to have become a completely ornamental existence. Or to put it more bluntly, the meditation mantra can only be regarded as a kind of psychological comfort in the idiom.

After waiting for a while, Fan Zai felt that the strange and terrifying aura calmed down a little, and then he slowly poked his head out, and gently pushed the window, turned over, and crossed into the corridor on the fifth floor. Huaxia Library

However, the level of horror on the fifth floor far exceeds that on the first, second, third, and fourth floors. Because, on those four floors, Idiom Fan could see the existence of terror. However, on this fifth floor, you can't see it, you can only feel it.

What is the most terrifying thing, not the horror of seeing or the horror of hearing. Rather, it comes from the heart, feeling the horror around you, but you can't see anything, you can't hear anything, this is the real horror, from the heart, from the depths of the soul.

And now, Idiom Fan is in such a situation. You can feel it, but you can't see it, you can't hear it, and it's like the tranquility before a storm. At this time, the idiom Fan has a feeling that it is like being deep in the Silent Hills.

The triple terror that comes from the atmosphere, from the psyche, from the suggestion, is like a shackle, and the idioms are tightly together.

Idiom Fan took a deep breath and used the meditation mantra again and again to soothe the fear from the depths of his soul. Again and again, without any interruption. Idiom Fan understands that if you can't suppress this fear from the depths of your soul, then if you continue to walk like this, you will definitely die, without any vitality at all.

The sky and the earth are quiet, the wind and rain are gone, and all the windows on the fifth floor, except for the windows on the left terrace that are closed and the right terrace that is manually opened by Fan Yufan. The rest of the windows are open. On the empty fifth floor and the fifth floor, it was pitch black, even if there was blood-colored moonlight, it was pitch black.

However, at this time, in the heart of Chengyu Fan who had just returned to calm, he suddenly heard a very fine, very fine, voice. In the faint place, a faint sound sounded, echoing in the corridor where you could barely see your fingers.

And at this time of hunger, there was nothing left, and the empty fifth-floor corridor began to change a little bit. On the wall on the right, there are one after another female corpses, in different deaths, but the deaths are extremely terrifying.

Somewhere dark and distant, the originally vague and light sound has become closer and clearer.

Crying?Idiom Fan was slightly stunned, and even more slightly stunned, the slight cry was half-flowing and tactful, as if it had been melted in the air by rain. It's as if the silhouette has been washed away, leaving only a thin layer, like the skin of a dead man.

"Is it there?" Idiom Fan was highly concentrated, and in an instant he knew the direction from which the voice came.

Suddenly, a child's voice began to sing!

"My sister carried the doll on her back and walked to the garden to see Yi Xinghua, the doll cried and called her mother, and the birds in the tree were laughing haha. Doll, doll, why are you crying? Do you remember your mother's words? Doll, doll, don't cry anymore, just tell me if you have anything on your mind, once upon a time I also had a home, and dear father and mother, one day my father was drunk, picked up an axe and walked to my mother, father, father, I cut it down a lot, and the red blood stained the wall, and my mother's head, roll under the bed. Her eyes are still looking at me. Daddy, Mommy, why, why? And Daddy told me to help him, and we buried Mommy under the tree, and then Daddy, he raised his axe and peeled me off and made a doll......

"Song?"

At that moment, a song, almost a children's song, but very creepy.

"This, isn't this the original version of "My Sister Carries a Doll"?" As soon as Fan heard the idiom, he heard it, and he changed the Japanese to sing it at noon.

"Child, you're here, I've been waiting for you, for a long, long time......"

In an instant, an even more chilling voice had appeared behind the idiom Fan, very close, very close, almost close......