After Yang Feng followed Fang Wuhan all the way to the fifth floor, the two of them had more questions in their hearts.

Including the four patients living on the first and second floors, everyone dreamed of the same picture, that is, Fang Wuhan was violently beaten by a black guy with a golden club-like weapon.

This scene should undoubtedly come from the head of the shadow warrior, and it was the shadow warrior who had such an idea, so he transmitted these illusions to everyone's sleep through the golden flute in Fang Wuhan's hand, but if this is the case, it can't explain the statement that "the shadow warrior has no independent thoughts".

After arriving on the fifth floor, Fang Wuhan picked up the time hammer that he had left here at that time, because of the urgency of time, it would be very inconvenient for him to carry the time hammer with him to climb the stairs, so he jumped from the skylight on the roof of the building and directly threw the time hammer here.

"Is this a time cannon?" Yang Feng ran over with a surprised face, only to see that even the ground was smashed out by the time hammer with a big crack.

"Well, I don't know how it turned into a hammer." Fang Wuhan watched Yang Feng play with the time hammer, and there was still a lingering solemnity on his face.

"I didn't see the Holy Monarch use this form back then......" Yang Feng sighed and returned the Time Hammer to Fang Wuhan.

"In this way, let's go back and figure out the ins and outs of this matter, and when it dawns tomorrow, I will convene a meeting to analyze and analyze the recent situation, how about it?" Fang Wuhan said to Yang Feng.

"Good! I'm going to be working on this stuff again. Yang Feng said, spreading out his palm, revealing the fragments of the monitor in his palm.

"Besides, let's both of us not let our guard down tonight, maybe something will come to the door again, I was just asleep, and then I was woken up by a strong sense of crisis." Fang Wuhan said, and took out his own key from his pocket.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine if I don't sleep all night." After Yang Feng finished speaking, he turned around and walked into 502.

As soon as Fang Wuhan entered the door, he saw a slender figure with a cloak standing behind the door, he was just talking to Yang Feng, and almost hit his head.

He was so frightened that he shouted directly, and his first reaction was to "grab the door", and he was not embarrassed for a while.

Although he has countless souls under the knife, he is not afraid of gods or ghosts, but he is still extremely afraid of this kind of gloomy "Sadako".

"Why did you go?" Su Ya asked coldly.

On the other side, the door of 502 opened again, and Yang Feng poked his head out to look at Fang Wuhan with a puzzled expression.

"Hi...... I thought you were attacked again......" Yang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, seeing Su Ya and Fang Wuhan standing together, explaining everything with a lewd look, and then closed the door with a wicked smile.

"I ...... We have been attacked again, and I just went down with Yang Feng to settle down. Fang Wuhan said hesitantly, in fact, he didn't stammer, but that he really scared him a lot just now, if he didn't immediately recognize that it was Su Yalai, I am afraid that after a few seconds he reacted, he would really take the time hammer and slash it over.

"Really? So why are you so scared? Su Ya slowly walked up to him, holding his chin and lifting his head up, "Don't you dare to look at me and talk?" ”

Fang Wuhan looked aggrieved, "I, didn't I scare you just now...... Standing at the door in the middle of the night, standing straight and straight, with hair scattered......"

After Fang Wuhan finished speaking, he was completely relieved, he didn't sweat when he was fighting the shadow martial artist on the roof, and now he actually scared Su Ya out of a cold sweat.

"Huh? How did your gun become like this? Su Ya said, pulled Fang Wuhan into the house, and then closed the door.

Fang Wuhan wiped the cold sweat on his head, and the whole person was nested in the corner, looking pitiful like a little animal that had been bullied.

"Oh, what's wrong? Why don't you speak? Silly? Or are you afraid that I will eat you? Su Ya frowned, and picked him up alive with Fang Wuhan's ears.

Fang Wuhan's head shook like a rattle, "No, no, I'm just slow, it's okay to slow down now......"

"Oh, it would have been fine if you said no...... If it's a big thing, I have to say it in a hurry, as if I did something unseemly. Su Ya said, turning and walking to his bedroom.

Fang Wuhan then followed, "Did you dream just now that I was beaten by a man in black with a masked face?" ”

Su Ya looked back in surprise, "How do you know?" ”

Fang Wuhan smirked and pulled out the flute from behind him, "That's what this thing did." ”

Su Ya took the golden flute and nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, the man in black who beat you is holding this flute!" ”

"Okay, now that man in black has been killed by me and Yang Feng, this flute is considered a trophy, it is very powerful, and it can control people and zombies, that is to say, those zombies outside will listen to us in the future." Fang Wuhan said triumphantly.

"Really? Can you control zombies and control people's minds? Su Ya said, and played the flute gently, but it was still incomplete.

Fang Wuhan nodded, looking at Su Ya playing the flute with disgust.

"So, you're under my control now?" After blowing for a while, Su Ya looked at Fang Wuhan with a suspicious gaze.

"If you can control me now, then how did I kill that man when you were all hypnotized?" Fang Wuhan said, gently took the flute from Su Ya's hand, and continued to blow the "little star".

Su Ya's puzzled gaze became empty in an instant, and then she also knelt in front of Fang Wuhan with a "plop".

The sound she made when she knelt down was very loud, it sounded like something heavy had fallen to the ground, Fang Wuhan secretly screamed in his heart, and said that this woman was going to me again!

Sure enough, a few seconds after his mouth left the flute, Su Ya's empty eyes were filled with a murderous aura.

She tried to get up from the ground, probably because her knee was very painful from that fall, so she didn't get up the first time, Fang Wuhan hurriedly went over and helped her up, and then ushered in a heavy punch that hit her chest.

"Bastard, dare me kneel in front of you!" Su Ya said, snatched the flute from Fang Wuhan's hand, and took a deep breath into the mouth of the flute.

Before the word "don't" in Fang Wuhan's mouth could be shouted, the time hammer in his hand turned into a spherical protective shield that covered them inside.

Then Su Ya blew the flute violently, and Fang Wuhan's head suddenly "buzzed" like a burst of high-voltage electricity, followed by a sharp pain like a cracking of the head.

Su Ya then weakened her legs after she finished blowing the flute, and she fell towards Fang Wuhan.

Fang Wuhan grinned and held Su Ya, as if there was a bunch of iron balls rolling back and forth in his head, there was no doubt that Su Ya's blow was more lethal than that shadow warrior's blow, this girl would really have played.

At this time, Su Ya's body was like a thin veil in his arms, and his head now seemed to be broken by something, he put Su Ya on the bed, and beat his head desperately with both hands.

The time hammer changed back into the form of a hammer and fell to the ground all of a sudden, almost smashing a hollow floor tile on the ground, and under that floor tile was Fang Wuhan's "secret secret warehouse".

Su Ya's own face turned pale, the cold sweat on her body flowed out like a flood that had spilled the floodgates, and the painful facial features on her face were twisted together.

Fang Wuhan felt that the blood in his body was flowing around his body like a churning flood, he knew in his heart that it was his bloodline power that was balancing and healing his body, but Su Ya didn't have such a powerful bloodline as him, what could he do?

He himself knew nothing about the flute, and he didn't know what antidote there was to alleviate the damage caused by the sound of the flute.

At this time, it occurred to him that the spells they had brought from the other dimensional space had not been used much, and they still had healing charms!

Now, it can't be called a waste to use a healing charm on Su Ya, because it is much better to use a healing charm to tell everyone about the damage of this flute than to produce such a moth when they set foot on the real battlefield again after a while.

Thinking so, he ran to the back room and found the stack of gold money charms in the huge box that had been brought back from another dimension.

Yes, now that they're back in time, these spells are still there!

He took the healing charm and lifted Su Ya's nightdress, although the scene in front of him was indeed very exciting, but now was not the time to think about it.

With a very similar "pop" sound, a red mark suddenly appeared on Su Ya's chest, and the healing charm instantly decomposed into a piece of green magic particles pouring into her body after being attached to her body, although her "injury" did not have any actual wounds, but the healing charm should also be able to heal her, and the various functions and attributes of this flute still need to be verified.

The healing particles glowing with soft green light fully mobilized all the functions on Su Ya's body, and after a few seconds of her painful screams, her face as white as a dead person finally had a trace of blood that a living person should have.

Her voice and movements slowly calmed down, and Fang Wuhan wiped the beads of sweat from her head with her cuffs.

After a while, Su Ya slowly opened her eyes, and her slightly wrinkled forehead indicated that the damage caused by the flute had not completely dissipated.

"It's okay, don't be afraid......" Fang Wuhan smiled at her.

"It hurts...... Disorderly...... Chaos ......" Su Ya closed her eyes with a crying voice, and after a few seconds, a tear was squeezed out of the corner of her eye.

"It's okay, I've cured you, and you'll be fine soon." Fang Wuhan whispered in her ear.

Immediately, there was a sudden "squeak" sound in Fang Wuhan's head that can only be found when the signal of the old-fashioned radio is bad, and then, Yang Feng's voice appeared from his head: Wuhan, have you slept, I found the source of the flute......