in the corridor.

Bai Yanliang held the shadowless lamp and ran forward quickly.

Gradually, the passages became narrower and the ceilings lowered.

Here we go......

Everything became the same as the madman's words before.

And then there's ...... Unable to turn around, there was a sound of breathing behind him.

Soon, Bai Yanliang understood why he couldn't turn around.

Because of the darkness of the hallway, the walls on either side were close to his shoulders, and the height was so short that he had to lie down.

The cramped and claustrophobic space is easy to make people feel suffocated and frightened, and at this time, the sound of grinding against the wall began to come from behind Bai Yanliang, and the speed was ...... It's scary!

Here comes the ghost.

Bai Yanliang never thought that the ghost would let himself discover its secrets, so Bai Yanliang had already expected it to catch up.

He lay down in the low aisle that could no longer be called a corridor, moving desperately.

The fact that the ghost didn't appear behind him instantaneously meant that its speed was limited.

As long as...... You can get to the end before it does, open the door!

This kind of action is simply amazingly physical exertion, even Bai Yanliang is now almost relying on willpower to hold on.

However, the corridors continue to get narrower.

And so on...... Bai Yanliang will not be able to move forward half a step at all!

Now, his entire body was constantly squeezed by the surrounding walls, and his muscles and bones were squeezed to the core.

Every time you move, you have to exert all your strength.

However...... The voice behind him is getting closer!

Things have reached the most serious point! Bai Yanliang is now moving forward with great difficulty, but he can't retreat.

The ghost is behind him, and his time is running out of time!

At this time, Bai Yanliang picked up the shadowless lamp that had been in front of him and put it behind him.

This narrow space has no room for people to stand up, and neither can ghosts!

Wish...... It can hinder the speed of the ghost.

Xu Zhifei was pulled into the glass, and the longer the time, the higher the danger and the lower the chance of survival.

Bai Yanliang was expressionless, and continued to move forward at an accelerated speed, and the consequence of this was that his shoulders, arms, thighs, and walls caused violent friction.

The extensive abrasions had made his clothes red, and they were covered with blood, and a large piece of skin had been wiped off.

But he didn't care.

Finally, when the ghost behind him was getting closer and closer, Bai Yanliang finally saw it.

In the darkness in front of me, a small wooden door faintly appeared!

He stretched out his hand with all his might, pushed open the small wooden door, and suddenly a blinding light spilled out.

Bai Yanliang blocked his eyes and squinted his eyes, and these rays of light came from small dots behind the door.

And those little dots turned out to be ...... Bugger!

In addition to this, an iron box was also placed behind the wooden door.

Bai Yanliang took out the iron box and opened it.

There is only one work notebook in it, signed by ...... Zhao Lanshan.

Then the light of the insect brightened, and Bai Yanliang read quickly.

"February 20th, fine. The hospital received a patient, his name was Hu Chen, a very young man, I heard that he had schizophrenia, I wish him good luck. ”

"February 21, cloudy. Hu Chen always looked at me and told me his story, he said...... His name is Jiang Junjie, a native of Yuncheng, and he is in the transportation business. Although he is schizophrenic, it is the first time I have seen him who is divided to this extent, and he can even perfectly fabricate a set of life experiences and be logically self-consistent, which is really amazing. ”

"On the 22nd of February, it was cloudy. Hu Chen looked at the glass in a daze, he said that there was still him in the glass, isn't it a matter of course? But...... I remembered a rumor that when the hospital was renovated, there were many accidents with the installation of mirrors, and several people died for no apparent reason......

"February 23, cloudy. Today I have some itchy eyes. ”

"February 24th, light rain. Everyone's face...... Getting weird? Their heads cracked, tentacles grew, and they turned into something like a giant sarcoma, but ...... Everyone's speech and behavior are normal. Don't...... Is it me who has the problem? ”

"February 25, light rain. After receiving the news, I am going to operate on Hu Chen, so let's do it. As for whether he is Hu Chen or Jiang Junjie, does it matter? ”

"On February 26, the light rain turned cloudy. Hu Chen has been a lot quieter in the past two days, and he fell in love with looking at himself in the mirror, which is a good thing. ”

"On the 27th of February, it was cloudy. What is that! I cut open Hu Chen's head, and there was no brain in his skull! Inside turned out to be ...... Dense bugs! How could it be...... How is this possible?! How could he still be alive? Damn it! Those bugs are coming at me! It looks like one got into my nostrils......"

"On February 28, a voice began to appear in my head, a strange voice...... It tells me that I am Hu Chen. I was scared, this consciousness became stronger and stronger, so strong that if I didn't pay attention to it, I would really think that I was Hu Chen......"

"On the first of March, I released the devil with my own hands, and I deserve it...... But who can, kill them? ”

Dr. Zhao's notes came to an abrupt end.

Bai Yanliang closed the notebook, and finally, everything was understood.

That's when ...... In the aisle behind Bai Yanliang, there was a sudden sound of fierce rubbing against the wall!

Bai Yanliang turned his head abruptly and saw ...... It's a miserable white and distorted face......

……

Third floor.

Eight people hid in one room, Bai Yanliang's ward.

The two Duchamps stood by the window, looking at each other.

"Bai Yanliang, you just said that the two of them are not ghosts, what does this mean? Are they all true? ”

Although Qin Chuan was asking Bai Yanliang, his gaze swept over Zhongyi's face.

Obviously, he still holds a grudge against what happened just now.

But Bai Yanliang's expression was a little wrong, he looked at his palm in a trance, and under Qin Chuan's repeated reminders, he came back to his senses, looked at Du Shangjing and said:

"It's true that they're not ghosts, but ...... There is a true and a false, just like you. ”

Bai Yanliang's words made everyone completely confused.

"What the hell do you mean?" Qin Chuan asked.

Bai Yanliang exhaled a breath of turbidity, looked at the sky outside the window, and said, "I mean...... Except for one of these two Duchamps, the rest of us are fake, we are just ...... Reflection in the mirror. ”

Bai Yanliang turned his head and swept everyone's faces one by one: "And the real you are already dead." ”

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