In the dark aisles.

An eerie, crisp, ethereal piano playing echoed through the hallway, as if someone was playing a particular tune.

The melody of this piece is soothing at first glance, a bit like a lullaby of a certain country.

But upon closer inspection, you will see that the song seems to be slightly modified from the lullaby.

The whole gives people a dark and oppressive eerie feeling.

"It's a ghost who plays the piano, and there is a supernatural power in the melody of this piano, which is the curse of a terrible ghost."

The first junction of the dark walkway.

Huang Quan put his hand on the shoulder of the tall male corpse, suppressing the other party, while listening to the strange piano melody.

The sound of this piano was very strange, ignoring the barrier of the Huangquan Ghost Domain, and it came into his ears.

Huang Quan could clearly feel that there was some kind of supernatural power in the sound of the piano, which was the curse of the ghost.

Anyone who hears the sound of the harp will die under the curse of the demons, even the ghosts.

The vast majority of ghost hunters are unable to resist the curse's invasion.

And even much more.........

"Ding~"

The song seems to be finished, with the last note falling.

The sound of the piano echoing in the hallway stopped abruptly.

The moment the sound of the piano stopped.

The curse of the devil has exploded.

All who hear the sound of the harp, the Ghost Protector, and even the Oni will be affected by the Oni's curse.

Paranormal powers are spreading.

Huang Quan felt a kind of coldness, and a penetrating chill suddenly enveloped his body, and he stood numb and motionless.

At this moment, Huang Quan's thinking paused for a moment.

"Can the sound of this harp affect even ghosts? But it seems to depend on the horror level of the other party, and the higher the level of horror, the less affected the ghost will be. ”

Huangquan soon returned to normal.

He was highly terrifying himself, so he was minimally affected.

The curse of the sound of the piano could only affect Huang Quan for a moment, and Huang Quan returned to normal in less than a second.

"Tick~"

"Tick~"

I don't know when it started, but the moisture in the walkway rose sharply, and liquid began to drip from the ceiling of the walkway.

The liquid was like water, but it was cloudy and had an unpleasant stench.

The smell is like the smell of a dead rat in the house on a hot day, and the smell of the rat's corpse after it has decomposed, it is disgusting.

"Deep in the hallway, did a ghost in a guest room come out?"

Looking at the murky liquid that kept dripping down from the ceiling, Huang Quan guessed in his heart.

The liquid dripped, and it didn't take long for a large pool of water to form on the floor of the walkway.

The water was not deep, but it was so muddy that it was impossible to see the floor of the walkway.

From the outside, the pool of stagnant water on the floor of the walkway is not too deep, but it gives people the illusion that there is a deep sea below the stagnant water.

"Below the stagnant water, it is not the ground of the walkway, but a ghost domain, a ghost domain in the water?"

Huang Quan's eyes looked at the pool of stagnant water, as if he wanted to see through everything under the water.

"This ghost is very similar to the water ghost controlled by the ghost keeper named Lin Bei in the original Ping'an Hotel, is it a puzzle piece of the same ghost?"

Huang Quan's line of sight passed through the muddy pool of stagnant water and saw the scene below the stagnant water.

Underneath the stagnant water, it is indeed not the ground of the walkway, but a bottomless pool.

It's a different kind of ghost realm!

The water in the pool was very muddy, just like the stagnant water, and it was so deep that not even the yellow spring could see the bottom.

Several corpses were floating in the water.

The corpses must have been soaked in the water for a long time, and each corpse was soaked in white skin and puffy to the point of not being human.

The clothes worn by the corpse were also so badly decomposed that they could not be seen at all.

"This ghost is supposed to be just a part of the puzzle of water ghosts, so the ghost domain is just a waterhole."

"If it's a water ghost in its full form, the ghost domain is also a lake, to say the least." Huang Quan guessed.

After speaking, Huang Quan withdrew his gaze and looked at the tall male corpse that had been suppressed by himself, and the darkness spread in his hands.

Contained.

The male corpse was successfully suppressed by Huang Quan, and his body, which was already somewhat decomposed, stood motionless in place.

The darkness is gradually invading the body of the tall male corpse, but the speed is not fast, and there is an inexplicable force on the male corpse, resisting.

"Although the speed of containment was unexpected, it did not affect the final result."

Huang Quan didn't seem to care much about this.

Darkness is infecting the body of the tall male corpse.

The male corpse is being contained by a little invasion.

Time passed little by little, and as time passed, the resistance on the male corpse became less and less, until a certain moment.

"It worked!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Huang Quan's mouth, and he removed his hand from the male corpse's shoulder, loosening the suppression of the male corpse.

There was no superfluous action to loosen the suppression, and he still stood in place.

"Huh? What's new? Something else has come out of the room? ”

After the containment was successful, Huang Quan had the heart to observe the changes in the environment of this dark corridor.

The ceiling was no longer dripping, but the floor of the walkway in front of the Yellow Spring was covered with a large pool of murky water.

On the wall of the corridor and on the ceiling, blood-red palm prints appeared.

It was as if something had crawled over it, leaving red handprints, some of which were so bright that they were almost dripping blood.

"It's the ghost in room 82."

Huang Quan's eyes narrowed, and in his line of sight, the source of the earliest appearance of these palm prints seemed to be the room 82.

Because on the door of room 82, there are the most palm prints left, which are left after the blood-stained palm has been touched, and the palm prints are bright red.

And looking at the direction of the palm print on the door, it is not difficult to see that it was a ghost crawling out of room 82, leaving traces.

"Is there this bloody handprint in the original book?"

Huang Quan was puzzled, he had forgotten what Yang Jian had experienced at the Caesar Hotel, and how he got the firewood knife.

The author of the original book often breaks off, sometimes two or three days, or even three or five days before a chapter, Huang Quan reads a lot, and reads any genre.

often waits for a new chapter of mysterious recovery, and when he reads it, he even only remembers the general plot direction in front of him, and the content has almost forgotten.

While Huang Quan was thinking, on the walls on both sides of the walkway, blood-red palm prints appeared one after another.

It's like an unseen ghost crawling on the wall, leaving behind such strange traces.

And the most terrifying thing was that these blood-red palm prints began to spread towards the location where Huang Quan was.

"Huh? Is this bloody handprint treating me like a soft persimmon? Instead of bothering the water ghost, he came to me. ”

Huang Quan's eyes were cold, and the firewood knife in his hand was slowly raised.

From beginning to end, Huang Quan didn't realize that his location was the only place where the walkway led to the outside world.

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