In the dark corridors, the terrifying figures disappeared, and the bloody handprints on the walls dissipated.

It's like it never happened.

"Did the ghost go back to room 82?"

After slashing out, Huang Quan didn't make any other moves, and quietly watched the bloody handprints retreat back to the guest room deep in the hallway.

The next moment.

The backlash of the Wood Knife Curse erupted.

A strange wound appeared on Huang Quan's left hand without any warning.

"Click".

Huang Quan's left hand was cut off as if it had been cut off with a sharp weapon, and his left hand was directly cut off, and his arm fell to the ground of the walkway.

The wound on Huang Quan's left hand was neat, just like the terrifying figures who had their arms cut off by Huang Quan before.

Both the position and shape of the wound were the same as those figures.

But soon, the arm on the ground was gone, and Huang Quan's severed arm returned to normal, leaving not even a single wound.

"Sure enough, the curse of the firewood knife is not invincible, and the inside of the firewood knife is also a ghost, a ghost with a high degree of horror, and there is even more than one."

Looking at the rusty firewood knife in his hand, Huang Quan thought.

"Triggering the medium to kill, this is the killing law of one of the ghosts, but this kind of ghost curse must also have certain flaws."

"When encountering other powerful ghosts whose horror level is far greater than that of the ghost in the chai knife, the curse of the chai knife may not be effective, this is a confrontation between the ghosts."

Huang Quan knew that there was a music box in the headquarters of the ghost master, and there was a strange melody in the music box.

That's another ghost's immortal curse!

When the music box is opened, a ghostly curse is released, and a strange ringtone echoes in the mind of the releaser.

Until the bell doesn't end, this curse protects the freer from dying.

"If the person who triggered the killing law of the wood knife released the immortal curse of the music box before being hacked to death, would that person still die?"

Huang Quan's eyes moved, he was thinking.

At present, Huang Quan has not seen the immortal curse of the music box, and he is not sure where the upper limit of life protection is, and the answer to this question has to be verified to know.

"The most likely thing is that the person was dismembered by the hatchet, but under the protection of the music box's immortal curse, he will not die immediately, but will wait until the music box's curse disappears before dying."

In Huang Quan's view, whether it is a firewood knife or a music box, their own dismemberment and life-saving ability are the curse of powerful ghosts.

As long as it is a curse of a ghost, there must be an upper limit, such as the knocking sound of a knocking ghost.

The knock on the door is also a mortal curse, but if the person who hears the knock opens the music box, will he still die? The answer is no.

The only one who can deal with ghosts is ghosts, and when two opposing ghost curses meet, the upper limit and the curse with the highest level of horror will win.

"There is no invincible ability, and there is no invincible ghost, and in the end, it still depends on who is more terrifying!" Huang Quan muttered to himself.

After speaking, Huang Quan's heart moved.

"Stal, stomp!"

Beside Huang Quan, the tall, rotting male corpse that had been standing still walked towards the foul-smelling pool of stagnant water deeper in the walkway with dull steps.

"It's your turn!"

Huang Quan's eyes were also on the stagnant water.

Then, Huang Quan walked towards the pool of stagnant water with a cold face.

For a moment, only the footsteps of Huang Quan and the tall male corpse echoed in the silent dark corridor.

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Dachang City, Guanjiang Community.

Yang Jian sat in front of the computer and operated, he quickly tapped the keyboard, typed in a web address, and then typed it open.

It was a forum post posted by a netizen named Raiden Master.

After opening the post, Yang Jian didn't pay attention to the content of the post or the comments of other netizens, but quickly flipped down.

At the bottom of the post, a strange photo appeared in front of Yang Jian's eyes.

The photograph is not blurry, on the contrary, it is clear, and in the photograph is an old man walking by through a glass window in the emergency room.

The old man was wearing a black one-piece robe, with a bit of a retro smell, and his body was thin and thin, and his skin was brown.

There were many spots on the skin, and Yang Jian knew that those were corpse spots.

And from the angle of the shot, you can see one of the old man's eyes, which is an eye that cannot be described in words.

Dead ashes, hollow, without a hint of brilliance, with a terrifying dead silence.

There is no bloody and terrifying scene in the photo, but the feeling revealed by the old man in the photo makes people's hairs stand on end and their scalp is numb.

And the more I look at this photo, the more I feel infiltrated, like looking at a dead person, more like looking at a ghost.

Yang Jian didn't pay much attention to this photo, just glanced at it slightly, and then put his eyes at the bottom of the post.

There, there's an audio.

"A supernatural incident broke out in Zshan City, Tong Qian asked the headquarters for help, and finally Zhao Jianguo found me, and the conditions he offered were very good, and I had no reason to refuse."

"But according to Tong Qian, that blue-faced and fanged ghost has a lot of ghost slaves, and I need to use a knocker to take some things away first."

Yang Jian didn't hesitate too much, moved the mouse directly, and clicked on the audio at the end of the post posted by the Thunderbolt King.

Strangely, the audio was turned on, but not the slightest sound came out.

"The computer has been specially processed to send the sound of the audio directly to the other side of the call."

Yang's computer screen showed that in addition to the post that had been opened, there was also a call that was ongoing.

The audio sound will sound on the other side of the call.

The audio is a ghostly curse, and anyone who hears it will be approached by the old man covered in corpses in the photo.

The old man was a ghost, and in the files of the Ghost Protector's headquarters, the horror level was defined as Class A.

Codename: Knocker.

"The curse has been spread, now wait for the knocker to clear the scene, and then you can act."

Yang Jian stretched his body and muttered to himself.

Then Yang Jian got up, walked towards the stairs, and went straight to the fifth floor.

On the fifth floor of Yang Jian's house, there were several sealed rooms, which were the places where Yang Jian stored supernatural items.

The things in each room are very different, but they are all inextricably related to the supernatural.

Some rooms contain ghosts held in golden chests, and some rooms have ghost mirrors covered by black cloths.

There was also a room that contained a skeleton that had been dismantled and confined.

This skeleton is a ghost, a type of ghost that is beneficial to the body, and its life-saving ability is not bad, and it is the powerful ghost that Wang Xiaoqiang controlled before.

Wang Xiaoqiang is a ghost protector who has a grudge against Yang, and he is also the younger brother of Wang Xiaoming, the headquarters of the ghost resistant.

Later, Wang Xiaoqiang was killed by Yang Jian, and the ghost in his body was naturally obtained by Yang Jian.

On a table in a house, inside a box made of gold, writing on vellum paper kept appearing.

"Why don't you take me with you? Since he hanged himself and was resurrected, he has become more and more distrustful of me, and I need someone else......"

"Z Mountain City is terrifying, it's not as simple as it seems, maybe you can die there...... Then change to someone ......"

"And the Taohuawu outside Dachang City, that ghost is very special, if I hadn't helped him control the headless ghost at that time, he would have died in that incident."

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