Chu Yuli was surprised, she had never imagined this possibility.

The so-called sister and the so-called brother are just different personalities of a person.

There are two beds in the house, one for my sister and one for my brother, but both are Qin Nan's.

"But what about this skeleton?" Chu Yuli frowned, "Why didn't there be any corpses in the other wards?" ”

"What time is it?" Jiang Ting seemed to suddenly remember something, raised his wrist, and a bronze watch that was so ugly that the paint was off appeared in front of him.

Eleven twenty-nine a.m.

"We've been on this project for a while." Jiang Ting pointed to his watch and slowly spit out a sentence, "At this point, they should finish eating." ”

There was a "click", and the minute hand moved.

Eleven thirty sharp.

As if entering another dimension, Jiang Ting felt his eardrums buzz, and everything around him boiled.

It's like a still painting coming to life, in this haunted house underground, there is the flow of air, the breath of the wind, the sound of the leaves brushing outside the window, there is a kind of ...... Eerie life.

Jiang Ting and Chu Yuli glanced at each other and rushed out at the same time!

Standing in the hallway, the six ward doors kept opening and closing, making a loud noise, as if a madman was standing on the other side of the door, constantly smashing the door into the door frame and pulling it open!

Jiang Ting took a deep breath, the Shenjin dagger quietly appeared in her hand, Chu Yuli looked around, the folding fan was completely opened, and a sharp qi machine flowed out of her.

The two were back to back, guarding their surroundings.

Because, the two know, "they", are back!

Since the third project is carried out in accordance with the design of the psychiatric hospital, it must comply with the procedures and rules of the psychiatric hospital.

And from eleven to half past eleven, it is the time when all the patients leave the ward and go to the cafeteria to eat together.

Therefore, except for Qin Nan, who was hiding under the bed, all the patients left the room.

Ward 311 stopped opening and closing, and a figure stepped out of it.

The figure was slender and disheveled, wearing a blood-red dress with bloody fingers.

Jiang Ting looked at the figure, his pupils shrank.

The occupant of 311 is a man.

"You're so pretty, you must look good in a dress." The red skirt raised her head, looked at Jiang Ting, and said in a shrill voice.

There was a look of intoxication on his face, and there was an undisguised desire in his eyes.

"Sent in because of sexuality?" Jiang Ting looked at the other party's carefully dressed face, "Although I respect your orientation, but ......

Your expression disgusts me! ”

With a long roar, Jiang Ting's body flew out like a cannonball, heading straight for the red skirt!

The Divine Gold Dagger first lit up, and a one-foot-long blade of light was transmitted from it, and the blade of light condensed, causing ripples in the air.

"Isn't that what you want?!"

The red dress looked up to the sky and laughed, and opened her arms to meet Jiang Ting.

A cold light flashed, and the light blade fell, slashing at the neck of the red skirt, the red skirt did not dodge, raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Ting's chest.

At this moment, Jiang Ting suddenly became terrified, and a sense of crisis arose, and he did not hesitate, let go of the Shenjin dagger, and his body fell out.

With a "poof", the light blades all cut into the neck of the red skirt, and Jiang Ting was able to avoid it, and the fingers of the red skirt left five deep blood marks on his chest.

"Bang dang."

Losing the blessing of qi and blood, the light blade dispersed, and the divine gold dagger was restrained and fell from the sky.

And the head of the red skirt was almost detached from the body, but under Jiang Ting's gaze, he stretched out a hand and pressed it on the top of his head.

At an almost visible speed, the wound on the red dress healed, and the head and neck were connected again, not even a wound remained.

"It's a pity, I almost hurt someone." The red skirt stretched out her fingers and licked them lightly.

It was Jiang Ting's blood.

"Jiang Ting, try to attack his torso!" Chu Yuli frowned and spoke, "That skirt is the body of this guy!" ”

However, she remained where she was and did not help Jiang Ting.

Because, next to the red dress, there is an iron door that shakes less and less, and that madman is also coming out!

Jiang Ting received the prompt, and the qi and blood around his body flowed, and a clear light wrapped around his hand, and then punched the red skirt.

"Bang!"

Chu Yuli punched the madman in ward 312, making a dull sound, the madman was forty or fifty years old, with a scruffy beard and a thin appearance.

But when he shot, he was extremely powerful!

When the hand knife struck, the air was torn, almost with a wave of qi, scorching the surroundings, Chu Yuli dodged and avoided it, with a solemn look on his face.

This opponent is stronger than any she has ever met before!

The madman's palms are rough, his five fingers are thin, his old skin is thick, and he can hardly see a human appearance, but he is extremely strong, and he can actually use his flesh palm to connect Chu Yuli's magic weapon!

The big canopy sparks flew, and the two sides collided together, and the madman's iron claws were extremely sharp, tearing the air, and grabbing Chu Yuli's throat, Chu Yuli's body twisted at an angle that violated the structure of the human body, obviously practicing some kind of special physical technique.

The sound of flesh and blood being broken by metal came, and the folding fan in Chu Yuli's hand pierced the madman's waist, and the madman's claws left several wounds on Chu Yuli's shoulder.

On the other hand, after getting Chu Yuli's prompt, Jiang Ting gradually gained the upper hand, his cultivation was already stronger than the red skirt, and now he can find flaws, and he has gained suppressive power.

Just then, another door opened.

This time, it was not a patient who came out, but a woman who looked like a nurse.

The woman was thirty years old, with a sturdy body, and a fierce aura emanated from her, and then she rushed to the madman in room 312 and hugged the latter's waist!

The madman was attacked, and for a while there was chaos, Chu Yuli seized the opportunity, and the golden folding fan glowed and hit him in the chest.

With a muffled snort, the madman's chest collapsed, and his body flew upside down, slamming into the wall.

And Jiang Ting's side had already settled the battle, the red skirt was slapped in the face by him, and he passed out, Jiang Ting's attention had already shifted to the woman in room 314.

Why is it this woman who came out of 314 and not the number three?

Is it simply because Number Three is "dead"?

But in this underground world, these things are not living creatures in themselves!

Jiang Ting frowned, he always felt that something was wrong, the red dress, the nurse in front of him, the diary of No. 3...... All kinds of clues lingered in his mind, and he seemed to grasp some kind of spiritual light, but in the end it was still fleeting.

The doors of the remaining three wards kept opening and closing, Jiang Ting's brain was running wildly, and he could sense that he seemed to have found some kind of breaking point!

This death game between humans and ghosts is not played like this!