At this moment, the knocking on the door suddenly stopped, and there was a sound of footsteps.

The sound of these footsteps is a little different.

But the other party was leaving, which was a good thing, but he seemed to suddenly think of something, and his face changed greatly.

Immediately raised the phone, saw that the phone had not hung up, and immediately yelled: "Mouse, run, get out of here!"

Zhang Yonghao, who had just walked up to the third floor, glanced at the mobile phone in his hand, Zhu Honghe seemed to have said something just now, but because the mobile phone was not put in his ear, he didn't hear it clearly.

He subconsciously picked up his mobile phone: "Brother Zhu, what did you just say?"

"Run, run!" Zhu Honghe's voice was almost hysterical, and he roared loudly.

Zhang Yonghao was a little confused, followed by a burst of anger.

"What is this? tossing myself around in the middle of the night, only to see that I was going to make such a play for myself?"

"What about me, why don't you want to give money!" Zhang Yonghao's eyes flashed with a dangerous light, and his courage had already been tempered by working night shifts in the crematorium all year round to burn corpses.

He has a ruthless temperament, and he has made up his mind that if Zhu Honghe doesn't give him an explanation this time, then don't blame him for turning his face.

"There's a ghost, run!"

Zhu Honghe's voice came from the phone again, but this time his voice was no longer as loud as before, and even faintly crying.

Zhang Yonghao chuckled in his heart, but a coldness crossed his face, what is this? If you don't want to give money, you don't need to do this, right?

"There are ghosts, Lao Tzu burns more than a dozen corpses a day, and Lao Tzu is not afraid of ghosts!"

He hung up.

Da... Da-da-da.

Zhang Yonghao continued to walk upward, but he didn't know if Zhu Honghe's words just now had a psychological effect on him.

The further you go, the more the temperature seems to drop a lot.

Cold.

"Huh... Phew..."

A voice came from upstairs and made him stand still.

"What sound?" Zhang Yonghao's heart tightened, because there were only a few kinds of voices when people were walking around.

The sound just now was more like someone dragging a heavy object against the ground.

He looked up, and for some reason, a trace of fear suddenly rose in his heart.

But seeing that he was on the seventh floor, he had no intention of going back.

But just as he stepped into the first step of the sixth floor, he happened to collide with a descending figure.

Before he could curse, a pair of hands that almost froze his entire body grabbed him by the neck.

Zhang Yonghao let out a muffled snort, his eyes wide enough to see its face clearly at such a close distance.

It was a rotten face with only a few black tendons attached to it, and scarlet pupils in its eyes were looking at him.

He wanted to shout for help, this was already the sixth floor, as long as he made a little noise, he could attract Zhu Honghe.

But he didn't have a chance, and there was a strong force from the choked neck.

"Click. ”

Zhang Yonghao's head was pulled out alive, and the headless corpse spurted blood from his neck and shook and fell to the ground.

"Boom... Knock knock. ”

There was a knock on the door, and Zhu Honghe, who was hiding behind the door, shook his body like a frightened bird.

"Calling... Yes, I'm going to call the police. He took out his phone and was about to dial out when a call came in.

Be... Zhang Yonghao's.

"Brother Zhu, I'm here to open the door. Zhang Yonghao's voice rang from his phone.

"To... It's here?" Zhu Honghe couldn't believe it, could it be that the thing from before left?

He stood up, walked to the door, and looked out of the door along the cat's eyes, it was Zhang Yonghao who was holding the phone and was anxiously knocking on the door.

It was early in the morning, and the knocks on the door again and again obviously aroused the dissatisfaction of the others, and a noisy voice and a shout came from the downstairs room: "!

Zhu Honghe's sense of fear was alleviated a lot, he pushed open the door and saw Zhang Yonghao outside the door and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Come in." ”

Looking at Zhu Honghe, who was facing away from him, Zhang Yonghao walked in with a strange expression on his face.

Bang, as the door was closed and locked, the lights in the room suddenly went out.

Zhu Honghe, who had just walked to the door of the bedroom, felt that something was wrong and turned his head suddenly... A rotten face is close at hand!

Fear will make some people's bodies stiff and lose their mobility, and some people's brains will freeze and lose their ability to think.

But sometimes strong fear can also make people feel like a puppet.

Under the strong stimulation, Zhu Honghe's adrenal glands secreted quickly, he pushed open the bedroom door, and then rushed in to lock it, all of which was completed by him in less than two seconds.

But after the emotion, there was endless panic, he took out his mobile phone and wanted to call the police, but his mobile phone had no signal.

"How is this possible!"

Intense fear almost filled his heart, and he broke down and cried, "Help!"

"Someone, there's a ghost. ”

He opened the window and shouted desperately, but it was pitch black.

His voice was also blocked in the room, and no movement was heard.

"Boom... Knock knock!"

"Brother Zhu, open the door, I'm here. ”

Zhu Honghe stared back at the bedroom door in disbelief, his pupils were dilating, and the doorknob of the bedroom actually began to turn slowly.

"It's... It's coming in. ”

But no matter how Zhu Honghe shouted, the doorknob was turning downward.

"Ka. ”

The door was opened...

With a terrible scream, everything was calm again.

After a long time, a scalp-tingling voice sounded in the room again.

"Boom... Knock knock!"

............

At noon, the sun is shining, there is not a single white cloud above the clear sky, and the temperature is pleasant.

Haolin International, this is a small villa area that has not been fully renovated, Wang Ting has heard of it before, and there is only one reason because it is expensive!

50,000 yuan per square meter, even more than this price when it is scarce.

For Wang Ting, who used to be bitter, this is an unattainable dream.

He sat in the co-pilot and looked out the window of the car, and the fat man and Chen Ying were directing the people of the moving company to sort out things.

In the morning, he moved out of the town guard's villa, and the current community was one of the fat man's family businesses.

Although the fat man always said that his family had money, Wang Ting only had a vague concept, but when he really saw the community and saw several security personnel greeting the fat man, he was sure.

This is a real landowner.

Even though the fat man repeatedly told him that this small villa was given to him, Wang Ting's proud self-esteem still did not allow him to eat the food that came to him.

So in the fat man's bewildered eyes, he watched Wang Ting reach out and hand over the hundred yuan.

There will be no more than a hundred such small villas in Haolin International, and Chen Ying chose one of them for a long time before finally choosing one of them.

Although it's not as good as the town guard villa, it's not bad, at least there are all the relevant things.

"Drop. ”

A soft sound came from the communicator to bring his thoughts back.

"Have you thought it through?" Chen Shanhe's voice was low, with a hint of disbelief, as if he didn't expect Wang Ting to make such a sudden decision.

Wang Ting smiled faintly: "Lao Chen, I still want to live for two more years." ”

The person on the other side was silent for a long time: "I can promise you that there will never be anything like that before." ”

"Actually, although I care about what happened before, it's not the main reason. ”

"Huh?"

"I still have something to do, and I'll get in touch when I have a chance to do it later. ”

"Your benefits are the same..."

Wang Ting didn't hear what Chen Shanhe said in the end, and he didn't bother to think about it, now that the world is so chaotic, it is not easy to become a town guard with a little self-protection ability, and he is not good at living and trying his best to save the world?

I save the world, who can save me? Wang Ting smiled helplessly, he was about to get up and get out of the car, but the next moment his face changed drastically, and his body froze in place uncontrollably.

"Cold!"

"Why is it so cold!"

Wang Ting's face quickly condensed a layer of white frost, as if all his internal organs were frozen.

A synonym for horror came to his mind - ghost resurrection.

Has the ghost in his body finally begun to revive?

This feeling came very suddenly, as if a seed had been planted in his body, and this seed was finally ready to bloom after a long time.

The sun was warm outside, but he couldn't move even the simplest hook finger except for the ability to move his eyes.

Wang Ting gritted his teeth and insisted, but there was a trace of despair in the deepest part of his eyes.

No one can know and experience this horror, a ghost rooted in the body is hatching little by little.

If he had to describe it, it was like an old sci-fi movie he had seen before.

Abnormity!

Monsters use humans as hosts and lay eggs.

Once the time comes, the eggs in the host's body will hatch and eat up the host's internal organs, and eventually break out of the shell.

This is so similar to Wang Ting's current situation, and compared to the monster of the alien form, the fear brought by ghosts is more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Cold, fearful, violent, rotten... A breath emerged from him, strange and familiar.

I don't know how long it was, whether it was half an hour or an hour, and the cold suddenly faded.

The body that had been confined for a long time loosened, and he sat on the car seat.

Wang Ting was lying in the car, and with difficulty moving his fingers, he lit a cigarette.

A simple action took all his strength.

It took him an hour to recover, push open the door and get out of the car.

The footsteps are still a little vain.

On the grass on the horizon, a black iron pot rushed in his direction.

"Boy, what's the smell here?" the dog immediately stood up as soon as he came over, sniffing his nose and sniffing around.

Wang Ting glanced at it in surprise, can it smell the breath of ghosts?

However, he didn't feel the need to say anything about this kind of thing, and shook his head slightly: "It's nothing!

The dog glanced at Wang Ting suspiciously, circled around him twice and then said, "It's already been moved, Chen Ying asked me to come over and ask you to go back and have a look." ”

"Good!"

Wang Ting was just about to nod, and the light on his phone lit up... It was Yang Chaofan's call.