Chapter Seventy-Six—Something Happens
In the room on the second floor near the entrance of the corridor, more than a dozen people including Wei Xikun were huddled together.
Viewing antiquities and writing essays? They just want to go out now!
You should be able to speak lively, but no one has the desire to speak, or the courage to speak.
The atmosphere became more and more oppressive, and the air was filled with pervasive panic.
I can't hear the breathing of people close by, but I can hear the inexplicable clicking sound coming from a corner into my ears without leaking out.
His pupils twitched slightly, but he didn't dare to look at the place where the sound came from.
"Are you feeling colder and colder?"
Everyone's bodies shook slightly, but no one spoke.
The man who spoke felt that his heart was about to jump out, and quickly turned his head to see that everyone was still there.
"Why don't you speak?"
"It's cold, don't talk. ”
"But..."
Zizi –
The lights in the room, without warning, suddenly sizzled and began to flicker on and off.
They've seen this many times, in horror movies.
"Ah!! ghost!"
"Woo-run!"
"Don't run, take me!"
The sound of crying dad and shouting didn't let the weird thing end, and with a snap, the room fell into absolute darkness, and at the same time fell into absolute eerie silence.
Crunch –
Huhuhuhu-
"Do you hear the door open?"
"I thought I misheard. ”
"Why aren't the lights coming in from outside?!"
"Ahhh
"Fuck me, don't be scary!"
"Ahh
Things have come to this point that even the most staunch godless and ghostless people have completely collapsed.
Therefore, the content of their panic shouts is somewhat out of step with what is happening at this time.
"Ahhh
"I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing this game anymore. ”
"Woo-woo-Mom, Daddy, come and save me, Woo-"
……
Yang Qingfeng frowned slightly, turned his head to look behind, and the cold wind had a hint of blood.
"They're out?"
"It's out. ”
"You go over and take a look, and try not to let anyone die here. ”
"Yes. ”
......
Shi Dashi and the other five walked in front of the team, not knowing where the end was.
It's really hard for them to write an essay on appreciating antiquities in this state, and it's almost the same to write about how to overcome their inner fears.
Looking at the stairs winding up in front of them, there was a whining wind, and Shi Dashi and the others glanced at each other.
"Big brother, there are stairs in front of us, why don't we choose a room and go in and have a look." ”
"The lights up there seem to be dim. ”
"I think it's nice to be in a room. ”
"Then the room to your left. ”
The crowd did not speak again, and hurried in.
At the last moment of entering the room, Yang Qingfeng saw three or four white shadows floating down the stairs.
There were only a few antiquities in the room, and no one cared.
Because when they entered the room, they sat down on the floor and exhaled.
"Phew—I don't want to go out. ”
"What the hell is this building, why does it always feel so weird?"
"Ban Minghui, they don't have any sound at all now, they ......"
Bang bang bang –
The room fell silent in an instant, except for Yang Qingfeng, everyone stared at the door in horror.
Huhuhuhu-
Plop Plop Plop –
Everyone's eyes went dark, and they all fell into a coma in an instant.
Zizi –
The lights went out, and the room was nowhere to be seen.
The thumping sound of the doorway increased in frequency, and the crunch sound came from the side of the door.
As in Ban Minghui's situation, the light from outside did not shine in.
Bang bang bang –
Wow –
The lights in the room turned on again, and the three figures in white robes and capes hurriedly raised their hands to cover their eyes.
They tried to escape, and their bodies writhed, but their bodies seemed to be tied in place by invisible ropes.
"Resentful ghosts, let's all go and be reincarnated. ”
Yang Qingfeng threw out three beads, and the three voices and shadows disappeared after screaming.
There was a thump from upstairs, and an angry voice came from above.
"Who? Who is it?! Damn it! How dare you touch my ghost pet!"
Yang Qingfeng didn't reply, and rushed to the fourth floor.
Stepping into the corridor on the fourth floor, the surrounding scene changed to a different appearance in the blink of an eye.
The crowded cloaks emanated from their figures, slowly rushing in, and a cold breath came out of their bodies.
"Whatever the ghosts, scatter them for me!"
Billowing red and yellow flames erupted from all around them, and the figures were infected by the flames, roaring backwards.
But they only took a few steps backwards before they were extinguished by the flames, and the surrounding area reverted to the sight of dark red beams.
In the middle of the corridor, a figure with a height of one meter and two or three stood quietly, his hands hanging on the ground, and he looked no less than seventy or eighty years old.
Like the folds of a ravine, it covered his narrow face.
"Cultivator, who are you, who are you, and we have no grudges against you, right?"
"An evil man at the beginning of the fourth level?"
Yang Qingfeng's expression was full of doubts, it was impossible for Wei Xicheng not to know about this situation.
What the hell does Weixi City want to do?
Ghost Zhenzi has been crisscrossing the cultivation world for many years, how could he have been so ignored by a kid in the early stage of the Mortal Realm?
"Dare to ignore my ghost shocker, go die!"
His short body, black mist kept pouring out, and his figure quickly drowned into the black mist.
The black mist did not spread, constantly protruding left and right, and finally merging together, forming a two-meter-tall monster with a horned human face and three pairs of arms hanging from it.
All six of them had weapons in their hands.
The level is at least mortal, and the sharp and terrifying momentum continues to emanate from its body.
"Ah, die!"
Yang Qingfeng's face was pale, and his right hand reached out, and there was an additional ground-level long sword.
The long sword swung and hit the six striking weapons impartially.
Click-
The four weapons of the black shadow broke at the same time.
Only the top axe and a big knife were still intact, and the figure of the ghost Zhenzi was obviously frustrated, while Yang Qingfeng was unforgiving and bullied forward.
A red and yellow fireball condensed in his left hand and smashed it towards his head.
Ghost Zhenzi was shocked by Yang Qingfeng's sword that completely subverted his cognition, and when he came back to his senses, he saw a fireball that was so hot that it hit his mind.
"Oh!
Boom –
The black shadow dissipated and dispersed downstairs, followed by Yang Qingfeng.
"Didn't you die directly? Let me see what you have to rely on. ”
Yang Qingfeng originally thought that the black shadow would run to its base camp, but he didn't expect to flash towards the unconscious room of Shi Dashi and the others.
"Not good!"
He quickly picked up his speed, and the long sword in his right hand ignited and flicked it at the black shadow.
Poof-
The black shadow slammed into the door with a long sword in his body.