Lu Li, who had nothing to do, stopped playing the piano.

Sit sideways on the stool, facing the door, quietly waiting for the owner to approach.

The kitchen knife is held tightly in the right hand, and the right hand is hidden behind the back.

Lu Li hasn't used a pistol for a long time, not only because the role of the pistol is getting smaller and smaller, but also because the kitchen knife needs to be increased by super ghosts, and most importantly-

He's running out of bullets.

There were a hundred rounds of ammunition in total, and now there is only one magazine left, that is, twenty rounds.

Playing empty is useless.

At that time, it is very likely that this Glock retirement will be welded to the barrel of the gun and hung on the wall of the detective agency as a memento decoration.

His thoughts converged, and his attention returned to the door.

The footsteps were very close, and the moment they reached the door, the sound suddenly disappeared, and the dim corridor fell silent.

But at this moment, a black, dry palm appeared outside the door and grabbed the edge of the door frame. Then a pitch-black head peeked through the door, with a strange expression on its face.

In the dimly lit room lit only by a flashlight, a figure quietly peeked through the doorway, which was not intimidating—Lu Li stared at it quietly with no expression.

The premise of fear is a sense of crisis, but this ghost did not bring any danger to Lu Li.

Lu Li, who caught the turtle in the urn, wanted to lure it in, but he regretted that he couldn't express emotions such as "fear" and "panic", so he tried other methods instead.

"Ah, it's terrible, what should I do, am I going to die, who will save me."

Lu Li's expression was calm, and his tone was steady, and he said the above words to the ghost outside the door.

The ghost remained motionless, still quietly observing Lu Li.

Giving up the idea of luring the enemy deeper, Lu Li got up, hid his right hand behind him, and slowly approached the door.

The ghost by the door seemed to realize something, and gradually shrank its head.

How could Lu Li let it escape, with a step on it, its body rushed out, and rushed towards the ghost with the wind.

The ghost by the door sensed something was wrong and turned to flee.

The kitchen knife hidden behind his back was no longer hidden, Lu Li clenched it tightly and swung it forward.

The cold light flashed, almost unhindered, and a black, dry arm fell.

Lu Li chased him down the hallway, only to find that the ghost was moving extremely fast, defying gravity and climbing up to the ceiling, and burrowing his limbs into the corners, not at all as slow as when he came.

Lu Li temporarily stopped the pursuit, bent down and picked up the ghost arm that had fallen to the ground.

This arm actually has a physical body, and it feels cold to the touch. Faint yin qi emanates from neat and smooth fractures.

Holding the severed arm, Lu Li glanced back at the other side of the corridor, and then chased into the corner where the ghost had disappeared.

A staircase cascading upwards emerges in front of you. Above the stairs, as far as the light could reach, the ghost with a broken arm was fixed to the ceiling, its figure paused, and the smiling scorched black face quietly stared at Lu Li below, then turned around, climbed like a spider, and hid into the darkness in an instant.

Are you leading yourself over? Or is it something else......?

Pedal Pedal –

Lu Li walked up the stairs all the way to the second floor.

At the end of the light, the smiling face of the severed arm fool resurfaced on the edge.

Once again, it deliberately waited for Lu Li to catch up.

It stared indifferently at Lu Li for a moment, then turned and crawled away.

Babbling –

Lu Li didn't choose to catch up immediately this time, he stood in front of the stairs and thought for a while.

"Wang!"

A dog barked to attract Lu Li's attention.

Lu Li tilted his head and looked at the dark corridor on the other side where the voice came.

A gray-colored, translucent Golden Retriever stands on the edge of the light.

"Wang!"

It called out to Lu Li, turned to the darkness, and looked back at Lu Li.

"Want to take me somewhere? Lead the way. ”

The same is to lure Lu Li, but the result is completely opposite.

There is no comparison between dog ghosts and humanoid spider ghosts at all.

Babbling –

He had just taken a few steps behind the golden retriever ghost when a crawling sound sounded behind him.

Lu Li turned his head, the flashlight shone behind him, and the ghost of the broken arm appeared on the edge of the light again.

"Whew-"

The golden retriever's fangs were bared, and he bowed down and roared like a wolf.

The severed arm's ghostly eyes stared at a man and a dog for a few seconds, and then retreated into darkness little by little.

The Golden Retriever recovered and led Lu Li through the hallway and straight into a half-open door.

At the door, Lu Li's pace paused slightly. After the flashlight shines on the door, only half of the study is revealed.

There's a good chance that the study will be its owners—the dead ones.

Lu Li pushed the door and walked into the study, two lower legs appeared within the range of the flashlight, Lu Li approached, and the two pairs of legs became three pairs.

The bodies of a family of three sat against the wall, and the little girl sat in the middle, snuggling up to each other, their complexion glowing corruptly pale in the white light.

"There's no help."

Lu Li looked at the golden retriever ghost lying at their feet, and shook his head lightly after a short silence.

For ordinary people, the ghost of the severed arm is indeed an inexplicable existence.

There are no weapons to fight against, or even to defend against. Only after enough frightening or attacking can you be prepared to try to flee.

Even if he was rebellious like Yang Chunxue, he was killed by the pen fairy and turned into a ghost before killing the pen fairy.

Perhaps in the future, we can consider writing a ghost survival manual to teach people how to escape from confrontation and even counter-kill when they encounter ghosts.

Lu Li thought of something, and threw the broken arm in his hand to the golden retriever.

"Smell the smell and take me to it."

The golden retriever was smart enough, it knew Lu Li's intentions, got up and sniffed the broken arm, and ran to the door.

Lu Li followed it out of the corridor for more than ten meters, and suddenly, three shadows appeared in front of him.

Like the severed-arm ghosts, they were pitch black and thin, and they could only tell which family of three they were by judging the silhouette.

The golden retriever ghost also saw it, and ran over with a whimper, wagging his tail around the three ghosts.

Babbling –

The sound of crawling suddenly sounded behind him, and the ghost with the broken arm lay on the steps leading to the first floor, staring at Lu Li in silence.

Having found the target, Lu Li chased straight after him, and the ghost with the broken arm turned around and ran.

Lu Li rushed downstairs after him and ran back to the corridor he had walked earlier.

As he passed the piano room, Lu Li stopped.

There was no trace of the ghost with a broken arm in sight.

Lost?

Lu Li frowned, and suddenly the sound of crawling appeared behind him, and before he could turn around, a huge force pushed Lu Li and crashed into the wall-

The imaginary impact did not appear, and he staggered to his feet after a moment of flowering.

Lu Li was already standing in the hallway, and the sound of incantations came from the room.

He's back in the real world.

Lu Li turned his head, and a black silhouette on the wall was rapidly moving away, and the missing left arm was extremely eye-catching.

This ghost...... Are you taking yourself out of the Soul Attraction Circle?

Is it because he can't afford to provoke him, so he sends himself out, or is it the other ghosts who killed a family of three, and the ghost with a broken arm is innocent......

Lu Li does not know.