Lu Li didn't feel the slightest yin qi.

Yin Qi has nothing to hide in front of the ghost book. But its approximate perception range is only about fifty meters, and it must be free of any obstruction.

But the short figure was no more than thirty meters from the land.

It's not a ghost who runs over...... Maybe it's another spirit? Spirits can be included in the ghost book, Li Mei herself said.

So Lu Li treated everyone equally, walked past the broken glass in front of the door, and bowed his head and walked into the hall.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the air, and the debris all over the hall was illuminated by the flashlight, forming all kinds of strange black shadows, which shook as if they came to life.

Lu Li avoided the clutter and followed into the corridor where the dwarf black shadow was running.

The corridor follows the style of the hall, with crumbling walls and faded ceilings, and unrecognizable brown garbage on the floor.

The concrete walls are painted and engraved with various patterns that are difficult to understand.

A darkness that stretches from the side to the end.

The flashlight flickered, and the shadows in the walls and ravines shook with it, and Lu Li suddenly felt that something was watching him.

Lu Li never believed in illusions, and he was sure that he really felt something.

Standing at the entrance of the corridor, the flashlight slowly turned from left to right, and then from right to left, and his dark eyes suddenly shrank.

On the wall next to a door on the right, there was a blood-red eye.

The eye was stimulated by the flashlight, and the grunt turned around with resentment, strange and terrifying.

No one could keep their composure under the gaze of this scarlet pupil.

So Lu Li took a step and walked in front of the eye.

It was an eye carved into the wall, scrawled all over with red crayons. When the light flickered, the pupils seemed to come to life and rotated.

Even if it was confirmed to be fake, the red pupils on this wall still carried a seeping resentment.

Lu Li hesitated for a few seconds, then bent down to pick up a stone and slashed it hard across his eyes with a sharp corner.

Boom –

In the harsh grinding sound, the cement ash fell, and the original eyeball was cut open and destroyed, turning into a hole.

Destroying this eyeball, Lu Li threw away the stone, turned around and walked to the room where the short figure ran into.

This time, the feeling of being watched was gone.

The dilapidated room was covered with a thick layer of dust.

A clear footprint stretched from the doorway to the narrow ventilation duct.

Lu Li was in no hurry to check the traces of the footprints. He walked into the room and stood in front of the door and looked around.

It may have been used as a doctor's office, with a row of filing cabinets in the corner and two patchwork desks under the burglar-proof windows.

Everything was dressed in a grey coat, with one exception: a worn-out notebook on a desk.

It was also dusty, but it was very noticeable compared to the rest of the room, like waiting for someone to come in and see him for the first time, and then go over and open the notebook.

"Are you leading me to read this notebook?"

Lu Li muttered to himself.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and the door behind him suddenly closed.

Lu Li turned his head, and his eyes narrowed slightly as the dust fell. He walked to the door and raised his hand with a slight force.

The door did not move, as if it had been held up from the outside.

Lu Li quietly took a few steps back, and suddenly his pace accelerated and slammed his shoulders into the door.

Boom!

A large amount of dust splattered, and the closed door was slammed open and ajar, accompanied by a dull sound of falling to the ground behind the door, followed by the echo of a quick run into the hallway.

He still didn't perceive the yin qi.

Lu Li thought for a moment, turned around and retreated into the room, not in a hurry to chase out.

He walked over to his desk and picked up the journal.

……

Click-

The sound of the car door opening woke up Yang Chunxue, who was in a daze, she bowed her head vigilantly, and saw Shen Yuqiao probe her brain out of the car.

She carefully covered her mouth.

Shen Yuqiao looked around and walked towards a van not far away.

She seemed to think that Yang Chunxue would hide in other cars.

Yang Chunxue, who had hidden her figure on the roof of the car, followed Shen Yuqiao and watched her walk to the front of the van, with her hands propped up on it and peeking inward.

"Huh?"

She suddenly let out a soft sigh and patted the front cover of the car.

"How is it hot?"

"What's hot?" There was an inquiry behind him, and Yang Chunxue floated over.

"Miss Ghost, where have you been?" Shen Yuqiao showed a bit of surprise, pointed to the front cover of the car and said, "This is hot, it seems that it has just stopped." ”

Yang Chunxue muttered indifferently: "Maybe someone parked the car here before us." ”

……

Page 1

[I'm not crazy! I'm normal! Why did they have to send me in...... Am I not their daughter! What parents would be able to bear to send their own daughter to a psychiatric hospital! I need to get out...... I need to get out! 】

Page II

[I don't know what my parents said to them, but apparently these medical staff looked at me very wrong...... It's not that it's wrong, it's that I can feel that they're spying on me and restricting my freedom. The mentally ill are free to wander around the garden, but I can't. 】

Page 3

[This trick didn't work, I just stole the chopsticks at lunchtime, and they found out that I took them only an hour and a half later...... Why everyone here is like Sherlock Holmes! Is this a hospital or a prison!? 】

Page IV

[I feel very wrong...... They gave me an injection in the morning, and after the injection they sent me to the basement...... Why? Obviously, there are still many empty rooms on the ground. I told them I was claustrophobic, but they said strange things like what to fight poison with. I don't feel right...... What did they inject me? Why do my joints feel itchy...... Is it allergies? I feel very wrong......]

Page 5

[Painful and itchy...... It wasn't cold at all, but my fingers seemed to freeze and they couldn't bend back...... I wrote these words for half an hour, or more. Why should I suffer such a sin...... I'm just mentally asking...... No! I'm not sick at all! I want to get some sun...... Who's going to save me......]

Page 6

[Problematic...... There must be a problem. They came to give me that medicine again, and every time I got this medicine, it stiffened my joints...... What are they doing with it? Human experiments? 】

Page VII

[I tried to resist, but failed.] After the injection, they wanted me to put on a bondage suit and lie motionless on the bed. But eventually, under the pressure of my death, they compromised temporarily, for the time being. 】

Page VIII

[I can't stand it...... I can't...... I couldn't bend my fingers anymore, I was writing these words with a pen in both hands, and I was actually starting to lose my hair, a lot...... How many days have I been sent here? A week? Or ten days? I feel like it's been a year...... When they come tomorrow for the injection, I'm going to find a way to escape...... Otherwise, I'd definitely die here. 】

Page IX

The handwriting on this page was very different from the one that had become more and more scribbled before, as if it had been written by someone else, and the whole page was only five words.

[You can't run away]