"Have you seen Xu Simiao?" I asked, I ran into them after Xu Simiao, Xu Simiao should have passed by them.

"The girl? No, let's go, let's go! Tu Jing shouted in horror.

Seeing their panicked looks, I felt a little confused, why did Xu Simiao chase people out, but didn't run into them?

Zhang Yuanqi didn't care to talk to me, walked past me, and ran in the direction of the stairs. I thought about it for a moment and stepped along.

Although I hate these people who eat the corpses of their companions in order to survive, I also have to say that in this case, the advantage of huddles will be greater.

Zhang Yuanqi was frightened and ran desperately, but after running for 10 minutes, they still didn't find the stairs.

"What's going on? The corridor is so long, why did we run for so long and didn't reach the stairs? Tu Jing said in horror.

"yes, yes, what's going on?"

"Let's keep running! I'm sure I'll be able to get out! ”

Then the group ran down the hallway, and I made a mark, and followed.

After running for about 10 minutes, I saw the mark again, and my eyes narrowed slightly: "Did the ghost hit the wall?" There are ghosts on this floor! But where is the ghost? ”

I can only use physical exertion to judge the correct direction for ghosts hitting the wall, but this is not going up the stairs, no matter how you walk, there will be a problem of physical exertion, and I can't help it.

Finally, the group found themselves still in the hallway and became terrified.

"What to do? There are ghosts, there are ghosts! ”

"This must be a ghost hitting the wall, we can't get out!"

Suddenly, there was a strange movement behind him.

"Bang! Bang! "It's like the sound of a person walking, but it's a much heavier sound.

I looked back and it was dark in the hallway, and I couldn't see anyone, but the footsteps were getting closer.

"Bang~!"

"Bang~!"

The voice was eerie and eerie, like the cry of a midnight no-man's apartment, beating on everyone's heart.

"Ahh There are ghosts, there are ghosts! Zhang Yuanqi screamed in fright, and ran forward, while the others were scattered and rushed forward.

My brow furrowed, and I held the mourning stick in my right hand, but I couldn't help but run with them as the footsteps approached.

Panic is spreading, and as long as someone else is calm, that person won't panic anywhere. But there is only one calm person plus a group of panicked people, and that group of people will also take this person with them to panic.

After running for a while, a man finally broke down and shouted in horror: "I can't run out, this is a ghost hitting the wall!" We jumped off the building, jumped off the building! Then he climbed up to the window next to him and jumped down.

Soon, a miserable cry was heard below.

"Idiot!" I scolded coldly in my heart, this is the seventh floor! Being trapped in a ghost wall doesn't necessarily mean you die, but jumping off a building is definitely a dead end!

Zhang Yuanqi said: "You can't jump off the building, jumping off the building is also death!" The others also wanted to jump off the building to escape, but when he said this, they all stopped in fear.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Ghostly footsteps could be heard in the hallway again.

The footsteps caught up again, and Zhang Yuanqi and the others became frightened and ran forward like crazy again.

"Footsteps, what the hell are they?" I frowned and wanted to look back, but at this time, I only heard one of Zhang Yuanqi's group let out a frightened scream, and then a figure fell to the ground, blood spurting out.

"Ah~! Ghost, ghost kills again! Tu Jing was paralyzed to the ground with fright, her face was pale, and her expression was extremely panicked.

Zhang Yuanqi was also terrified and shouted: "Ghost, ghost kills, ghost kills, ah, what should we do?" What to do? ”

My brow furrowed, my right hand already holding the mourning stick, vigilantly watching my surroundings.

The dead man was a thin black man, his heart had been caught, and it had been torn open from his back.

This kind of technique cannot be done by people, even if people use tools, they cannot kill people so neatly!

So this man was indeed killed by a demon!

My face sank suddenly, and my whole body tensed, ghost, right next to it!

In the dark corridor, Zhang Yuanqi and the three of them were so pale that they couldn't walk, and there was a corpse lying on the ground that had lost its heart.

"Demons kill people from behind their backs...... This person was still running just now, and his body was hot, and he had indeed just died. I examined the body of the deceased a little, and my brows were twisted together: "The ghost hits the wall, the ghost should be next to ......"

Suddenly, Tu Jing screamed: "Ah, ghost, ghost is behind you!" ”

She looked behind me in horror, her voice sharp and hoarse!

I was taken aback, and when I looked back, in the dark hallway, a headless corpse was walking towards me, one foot high and one foot low, although not fast, but it didn't take long to get to me!

"Ah, it's a fat dog, he's become a ghost, he's here to ask for his life, run, run......" Tu Jing was so frightened that her soul flew for nine days, and she desperately ran away when she got up, and Zhang Yuanqi and another person also ran out.

"That fat man turned into a ghost?!" I was dripping with cold sweat, my right hand clenched the mourning stick, but my feet stood tightly and did not run away.

Because I know I'm already stuck in the ghost hitting the wall, and it will be a waste of energy to run! Unless I kill the ghost, I'll end up being killed by the ghost! And Xu Simian chased the ghost out, she must also be trapped in the ghost wall, if she doesn't kill the ghost, she will also be in danger!

The headless corpse of the fat dog is coming towards me, and a cold aura is coming over me!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The headless corpse's footsteps were heavy and slow.

"Suck ......" I took a deep breath, my heart pounded wildly, and I confronted the ghost head-on, although I had a mourning stick, but no one dared to say that I would win!

The cold breath on the mourning stick is attacking my right hand, the cold to the bone, I believe that if I hold the mourning stick again, my hand will soon be wasted......

"Bang!" The headless corpse gradually approached ......

At this time, I took the initiative and strode towards the headless corpse, and the mourning stick jerked over.

"Smack......

There was no imaginary scene of black smoke rising and ghosts wailing, and the headless corpse was directly knocked down by me, and fell straight to the ground motionless.

"Huh?" My eyes shrank, and even the smartest person would be stunned at this time.

What's going on with this headless corpse? Why was I knocked me down with a stick?

I squinted my eyes and let go of the mourning stick after making sure that the headless corpse would not get up again.

"It's not a ghost! It's just a ** corpse...... If it's really a ghost, it's impossible not to react. In other words, the real ghost is not a headless corpse! The real ghost is still in the hallway......"

I looked around warily.

The dark hallway was lit only by a flashlight in my hand, and I could see two gray glass walls and the twisted reflections in them.

"I got it......"

I gasped and felt a creep of goosebumps floating.

If my guess is correct, it was too dangerous just now, right?!