Why did a good team of nine people report the number of ten?

For a while, the long and narrow staircase became noisy, and everyone was arguing for themselves, which made the scene even more chaotic, and even the last few people in the team even punched.

"Don't make any noise!"

At this moment, Yan Ning suddenly roared, which immediately scared everyone into quiet, Li Chao pursed his lips in disbelief, and said, "Which grandson, speaking so horizontally?"

Yan Ning said lightly: "I, Third Master Yan!"

When Li Chao heard this name, he immediately took a breath and apologized: "I'm sorry, Third Master, I didn't know it was you." ”

Yan Ning replied, "It doesn't matter, now you all don't quarrel, listen to me." ”

The staircase was quiet, and everyone was waiting for Yan Ning to speak, but fortunately, Yan Ning did not hesitate, and said directly: "The situation just now is not because someone overreported, but because there is really one more person in our team. ”

"What?!"

"Don't scare me!"

"How can there be one more person?"

Li Chao swallowed his saliva, and he felt a chill invade his back.

With its long and narrow staircase, strange passages, and scary portraits on the walls, could it be that this dark passage is haunted?!

Everyone fell silent, they looked at the faint light of the fire in front of them, flickering and dimming, a cold spray from head to toe, they did not dare to look back, because they were afraid that when they looked back, they would not see their comrades, but a strange and distorted grimace.

Zhuang Xiaoya said in a low voice: "Do you know where that extra guy is?"

Yan Ning shook his head: "Don't speak, it's not good to be heard by that guy." ”

"Yan Ning, what should we do now?" Chen Zhijie asked.

Su Yan also pinned her hopes for getting through this terrifying wonder on Yan Ning, as far as she knew, only Yan Ning could handle this kind of thing among the people in the group.

She knew that there were ghosts in this world, and ghosts were ghosts, but she had never seen a real evil ghost, the kind of ethereal beast that had lost its mind and had no humanity, and at this time she could not suppress the fear in her heart, and instinctively leaned towards Zhang Rui.

Yan Ning thought for a moment and said, "Everyone extinguished the lighter. ”

"Extinguish the lighter, isn't it impossible to see anything?" Zhang Rui said.

"Listen to him. Su Yan was very simple.

Everyone extinguished the fire in their hands one after another, Li Chao was the last to let go of the thumb on the lighter, after the firelight disappeared, the five fingers in the passage were already missing, Mo said that there was someone in front of him, Li Chao didn't even know if he was still in the stairs.

Suddenly, Li Chao felt a pair of hands on his shoulders, he shrugged his shoulders unhappily, and scolded: "Take your hands away, are you still playing pranks at this time?"

Before the voice fell, everyone in the entire passage couldn't help but breathe, Chen Zhijie asked in a low voice: "Li Chao, I remember that you seem to be at the end, right?"

Li Chao only felt a roar in his head, as bold as him, he couldn't help but tremble his legs, suddenly screamed, squeezed forward like crazy, and shouted: "Ghost!

"Hee-hee-hee-haha"

In an instant, countless weird laughter suddenly sounded in the stairs, and the sound came from all directions, and Yan Ning shouted at this time: "Don't panic, everyone turn on the lighter!"

However, in such a strange situation, apart from him and Zhuang Xiaoya, who can calm down? Zhang Rui hurriedly played the lighter, but the lighter seemed to be invalid, no matter how he pressed it, he couldn't hit the spark.

Zhuang Xiaoya suddenly felt that someone was pulling her calf, and suddenly shouted: "Yan Ning! It's not that there is one more person, but that there are people everywhere in this passage!"

Yan Ning was also a little dizzy with fright, and before he could react, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from behind him, grabbed his neck tightly, and pulled him aside!

"The Tao is natural, the universe is infinite, edict!"

The first to use the Dao technique was Zhuang Xiaoya, she quickly punched out the magic seal in her hand, and pointed to the hands that were pulling her ankles, those hands were hit by Zhuang Xiaoya, and she immediately took them back like an electric shock.

Zhuang Xiaoya shouted: "Yan Ning, don't keep your hands!"

When Yan Ning heard this, his heart was cold, and he read in his mouth: "The sky turns around, the right yin and the left yang." Heavenly festivals, biochemistry in all directions. Wumen 36 ghost needles, kill 46 evil spirits. Too young and old man is as anxious as the law!"

Thirty-six golden needles flew out of his body in vain, bursting out with dazzling golden light, and the golden needles flew quickly on the stairs, like a hurricane, but no one was injured, but the bursts of laughter in the passage turned into a scream, Chen Zhijie and the others only felt the golden light flickering, and the hands that were holding them suddenly retracted.

"Everyone, listen, immediately raise your weapons and destroy the portraits around you!" Yan Ning shouted.

Just as he used the thirty-six golden needles, through the golden light that burst out of the golden needles, he saw the source of those hands and voices!

It turned out that the extra voices and the strange pale hands all came from the huge portraits hanging on the walls around everyone, and those portraits were all painted with grimaces, at this time, some of those grimaces showed smiling faces, some showed crying faces, their biggest and huge, their eyes glowed red, and a pair of pale and terrifying arms leaned out of the painting, grabbing the bodies of Yan Ning and others.

Chen Zhijie and the others reacted, and hurriedly pulled out the dagger and stabbed at the portraits around them, those portraits seemed to be alive, and a trace of blood flowed out of the crack that was pulled out, which was extremely weird.

The grimaces turned into smiling faces and weeping, angry faces, and more arms poked out of the painting, and Chen Zhijie witnessed a brother behind him who had his neck broken by the ghost's hand, and his head fell on the stairs and rolled down a few knots like a ball.

"Everybody, get down!"

Zhang Rui's loud shout woke everyone up, they hurriedly put away their weapons, climbed on the stairs, motionless, and then their heads came from the Gatling spitting sound in Zhang Rui's hand, a burst of gunfire in the dark passage, half a minute later, the sound stopped, everyone's bodies were already full of gravel and dust, Zhuang Xiaoya and Su Yan were choked and only coughed.

Yan Ning stood up, illuminated with a gold needle, and found that all the portraits on the wall had been beaten to pieces by Zhang Rui, and those grimaces were gone.

"Let's all look at each other and report the casualties!" Chen Zhijie shouted.

Li Chao, who was walking at the end, counted forward and replied, "Boss, except for the dead Wang Liwei, there are seven of us now!"

Chen Zhijie frowned: "Why is there another one?!"

Zhuang Xiaoya picked up a painting from the ground and sighed, "He's here." ”