Bang, I slammed into the small door, my strength was comparable to that of a red-haired zombie, but it was like hitting a stone, and the two doors didn't even move.

The small building was dark, the blood-colored fog made the vision hazy, and the whole space seemed to have increased tenfold, but the small wooden bed did not move and was placed in the center of the blood mist space, but the quilt was tightly covered, and the slightly raised arc let people know that there was a person lying in the quilt.

The lonely wooden bed, the white quilt covers a person tightly, where is this sleeping, it is clearly a morgue bed, who is in it, is it Fang Ziyi?

Suddenly, the quilt trembled slightly, and scarlet blood began to flow out on the side of the quilt, and the bright red color slowly stained the futon red, and the blood slowly stayed on the ground along the side of the bed, and the blood began to spread throughout the ground.

Hee-hee-hee.

The sound of chuckling came out of the quilt, and a severed hand actually crawled out of the quilt, and as soon as it left the quilt, it flew over, trying to choke my neck.

I ducked to the side and grabbed the wrist of the severed hand, which moved like a loach and had not been strong enough to run early, and at that moment the blood-colored quilt flew up, "Anyone who enters here will die." ”

A sharp ghost scream came to my ears, and on the bed stood a girl wearing only underwear, her body was covered with stitches, and blood seeped outward along the stitches, and the whole looked like a person made of different human hands and feet, looking strange and terrifying.

A pair of eyes full of resentment, she has no consciousness and reason, only **naked killing intent, this killing intent is to kill everyone, no matter who can't let her stop.

Whew, a strong wind appeared, this female ghost has already pinched her hand on my neck, the strength of this female ghost is definitely not worse than that of a red-haired zombie, think about how she kills seven people every year, this resentment is simply outrageous, and Dong Wanhua's hanged ghost is more than double or twice as strong.

Kang Bo Lingmu sword stabbed down fiercely, but I didn't expect the stitches on the female ghost to suddenly crack, and the position on the chest became several pieces of flesh and blood, Kang Bo Lingmu sword pierced into the air, looking at the neat incision, I thought to myself, could it be that this female ghost was really spliced together by someone before her death, so the female ghost gathered the power of dozens of powerful ghosts, no wonder it is so powerful.

"Everyone here is going to die, they're going to die."

The female ghost pinched my neck so hard that I felt like my neck was going to be broken, and gritted her teeth and stabbed the Kangbo wooden sword in my arm.

Whoa, the female ghost let out a terrible howl and suddenly disappeared, and the blood mist around her became thicker and thicker, and there was nothing but a lone bed standing in the middle.

I opened the diary that Fang Ziyi had left for me and turned to the second page.

"Qin Ling, I knew you would be deceived, I was an orphan without any relatives, no matter who pretended to be me, it was to stabilize you, be careful of the female ghost on the bed, don't kill her, she is very pitiful, only you can save her, and at the same time, only she can take you out."

I frowned, who is this female ghost, why didn't Fang Ziyun let me kill her, she was a powerful ghost who killed many people, but I still chose to believe Fang Ziyi, and at the same time I was curious, Fang Ziyi was just an ordinary frozen corpse, relying on my heart to move around, but why did she come in and write this note but was not eaten by the female ghost?

Could it be that Fang Ziying has something to do with this female ghost, and this relationship can make the female ghost's killing intent fall silent?

I looked around, and finally fell on the wooden bed, only this wooden bed is the weirdest, I touched the side of the bed, the cold and biting chill made my whole body tremble, and at the same time I found that the bed was printed with strange patterns, forming two interlocking lines on the left and right, like an inexplicable magic circle, like a circle connected together, but the circles are all miserable and terrifying faces.

I counted the seventy heads in total, and only the last circle was empty, and I knew it was for me, and if I died here, the horrible faces in this circle would be mine.

The chain-like circle spread along both sides of the bed, the texture and texture are very three-dimensional, it looks like two blood-colored chains, to the foot of the bed The chain suddenly turned under the bed, I felt that there was a cold air and blood slowly spreading from the bottom of the bed, and the surrounding blood mist was likely to pour out from under the bed, and the bottom of the bed was like an incomparably terrifying storm brewing, which wanted to swallow me completely.

I lifted it hard, the bed couldn't even lift my strength, I could only bend down slowly, it was very dark under the bed, but when my eyes looked at the bottom of the bed, a miserable white and distorted face happened to be looking at me, our two faces were only a finger apart, and the blood-colored pupils were clearly seen by me.

This is the girl just now, I looked at the person in front of me in surprise, her whole body had rotted into a skeleton, only a piece of shriveled flesh wrapped around the skeleton, judging from the route of the skeleton, it was not a whole at all, but was forcibly pieced together.

The girl was bound to forty-nine coffin nails all over her body, each of which was nailed to the bed through her bones, and she must have experienced great pain when she died, and then slowly died in the dark corner under the bed, and the pain, despair, and fear made her a terrible ghost, and the resentment that inherited all the parts of her body became terrible.

"Die."

With an accented roar, the entire wooden bed turned over violently, and the strange corpse actually broke free from the coffin nails, and there was a rattling metal sound on the hands and feet, winding ten rainbow-colored chains, each chain made a ghost crying sound, all of which were unjust souls who had died in the past ten years.

I took a step backwards, and the strange corpse came back to life, the chains like her weapons, but more like the chains that surrounded her, and the sound of chains flew over me, trying to entangle me, and I smashed them with a punch, and instead of knocking back the chains, my arms were tied.

It was just a mistake that the nine chains had already wrapped around my hands and feet, and the remaining chains suddenly became larger, and the empty circle covered me fiercely, and my whole body was shrouded in cold air, and I knew that once I was trapped, then I would become the last injustice.

"Whoever comes in will die." The strange voice continued, but the rotten face trembled and twisted slightly, and my eyes lit up, could it be that this girl still had a little instinctive consciousness and didn't want me to be the last unjust soul, maybe this chain was a ritual at all, as long as you killed me, it could be completed.