It's a long story, in fact, Hu Haojun didn't stay long at the door of the tenth floor, he saw the sea of blood downstairs, which had already poured into the turning point between the ninth and tenth floors.

The backward people were constantly grabbed by the bloody hands stretched out from the sea of blood, and in despair and horror, they were pulled into the sea of blood and became a member.

Looking at this scene, Hu Haojun's hands couldn't help trembling, through the small screen of the digital camera, he could see another scene in the sea of blood; There were countless blood-colored souls, all of them were victims in this hospital, those who were slashed by middle-aged people, dragged into the sea of blood, their constant wailing, struggling, full of pain.

This scene is invisible to ordinary people, and can only be seen through a simple third-party perspective.

Compared with the horror that can be seen with the naked eye, those heads rolling in the sea of blood make people feel simple, these dense and constantly struggling blood-colored ghosts bring people a more pure despair, letting him know that even if he dies, it is not the end, but the beginning of another torture!

If death can't end it, what is a man to do?

Hu Haojun was really scared, just now he saw through life and death, thinking that he would be able to be liberated after death, but now, the scene on the screen told him that death was just the beginning of all this, so what about the life and death he had seen through?

"Hey! Come here! ”

Just as he was flustered and about to rejoin the crowd, he suddenly heard someone shouting behind him.

When he turned around, he saw a middle-aged doctor in a white lab coat leaning out of the door of a hospital room and waving at him.

What's the situation?

Hu Haojun glanced at it, only to find that some of the people he had pulled in before were no longer around at this time.

Did they all go into that ward? But what's the use? The sea of blood will corrode objects, and a thin door can't resist it at all!

However, despite this thought in his mind, his feet had already involuntarily ran towards the ward.

Behind him, the sea of blood had already overflowed to the last step on the tenth floor, and he had just arrived at the door of the ward, and before he could enter the door, the whole person was pulled in by someone!

Because the other party pulled too hard, the collar was strangled to his neck, but he didn't get angry, and he didn't have time to get angry, he only glanced at it and found that there were more than ten people crowded into this small ward, and the few women he pulled in before were also staying in this ward.

Obviously, while he was still filming the video, people had already started to call people into the room.

No one spoke in the ward, most of them were pale and expressionless, the atmosphere seemed very depressing, only a few women were still sobbing quietly, and several girls in nurses' clothes hugged each other, their bodies trembling with fear,

Before he could discover more, he suddenly heard someone behind him chanting something loudly.

He turned around and saw a proud woman in a long dress, holding her hair, clasping her hands together, facing the door, chanting something.

Glancing at other places, I saw that around the glass windows and doors in the room, there were some Taoist talismans drawn on yellow paper and cinnabar!

Then what this woman is holding with both hands is the Tao?

After all, I have watched a lot of process horror movies before, and I still know how the Taoist priest subdues demons and destroys demons.

After discovering that this woman actually had a Taoist talisman and could pinch the Taoist formula, Hu Haojun couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope in his heart, could it be that this woman is the legendary Taoist priest?

It is precisely because of the existence of this woman that everyone in this room has a glimmer of hope, so that it will be so quiet, and there is no loud noise of mental breakdown.

Although they are still scared!

Hu Haojun glanced back again, and saw the middle-aged man who had dragged him into the room before, holding a very thin but very cute and delicate little girl in his arms.

Compared to the frightened paleness of the other people in the room, the little girl did not have a frightened expression at all, but opened a pair of wide eyes, curiously looking at the woman who was facing the door and chanting incantations.

Perhaps, what is the relationship between this little girl and this woman?

The thought flashed through his mind, but then, the surging sea of blood in the passage made him have no other thoughts.

The surging sea of blood almost flooded most of the windows, and the people standing in the ward could clearly see the heads rolling in the sea of blood.

These heads are men and women, old and young, and even known to the people in the ward.

However, at this time, no one dared to speak, not even to breathe, but could only widen their eyes and look at the outside through a thin layer of glass, those heads were constantly converging outside the window, accumulating, and gradually filling.

Those heads stared at their eyes, revealing vicious and vicious eyes, or wailing with their mouths wide open, or gnawing at the glass window with their teeth, making a creaking sound, like ants gnawing, which made people's hearts beat and creepy.

"Wang Bingyu! You give me my life! ”

Suddenly, a human head outside the window, as if recognizing a person in the room, actually opened his mouth to call out his name, although through a layer of glass, the voice full of resentment and malice was as clear as if it was spoken in everyone's ears.

"Ahh

The girl whose name was called was a sick person, still wearing a hospital gown, and when she heard the head outside call her name, she turned pale with fright, exclaimed, and fell into the arms of the person next to her.

The others also retreated, their faces pale.

The people piled up outside the window were washed away again and again, and again and again, as if deliberately, the heads piled up outside were all familiar people in the room, either colleagues or relatives.

Although they were all dead, only a lonely head remained, but they were constantly outside, calling out the names of the people in the room in a voice full of resentment and jealousy.

Those who are determined can still hold on with a pale face, but those who can't stand it can only cover their ears and be so frightened that they keep screaming loudly.

Then, soon someone had a nervous breakdown, and rushed up like crazy, trying to break the glass, but fortunately, he was quickly restrained and avoided the end of the whole army.

Although the window was only a thin layer of glass, the charms attached to the surrounding area constantly emitted red light, firmly withstanding the pressure.

And the door of the ward, the same, under the constant chanting of Qiandao Meisa, the entire wall is like an iron plate, blocking the sea of blood outside.

It's just that she is alone, obviously persevering very hard, the sweat on her forehead is sliding down like rain, and the dress on her body is already very light, and after being soaked with sweat, the white underwear inside is revealed.

At this point, however, no one cared about that.

(End of chapter)