Since he knew that Lin Ping had a secret eye, Daoist Situ had obviously few words, and he sat on the bed silently, and the atmosphere seemed extremely dull and depressing.

Lin Ping's eyes rolled slightly, looked at the two of them, quietly got up and left, and returned to his room.

"Is it a dream or is it real?" Lin Ping became suspicious again.

Everything here is very weird, Luo Qiyue, who suddenly appeared and disappeared, Zhai Rushu's file, the changes before and after of Daoist Situ, and the fourth room on the sixth floor.

Everything seems to be out of place, and there is no logical cause or effect that can connect it all except to explain it with ghosts.

For now, Luo Qiyue is not dead, why did he meet him last night?

If you think about it according to the traditional concept of ghosts, Luo Qiyue can't become a ghost if he doesn't die.

According to Huang Zhiqian's concept of zero-dimensional space, only living people can become ghosts, and this kind of ghost only changes the mentality and behavior of normal people, and will not have such strange superpowers.

In other words, no matter from which point of view, the existence of Luo Qiyue is a bug and cannot be explained at all.

"Unless, Luo Qiyue I met last night is a ghost." Lin Ping thought of an impossible possibility: "But what is his purpose?" Zhai Rushu tried to force himself back to the sixth floor, why did Luo Qiyue take him to escape? ”

Situ Daoist, all the clues should be on Situ Daoist.

Everything that has happened from the beginning to the present can only be explained based on the demon path of Situ Daoist.

Thinking of this, the first thought that popped into Lin Ping's mind was: kill Daoist Situ.

Zhai Rushu's father and daughter were killed by Daoist Situ, no matter what the hell happened to Luo Qiyue last night, as long as he killed Daoist Situ, he could let Zhai Rushu get out of control, and the threat to his own safety would be lifted. Since that Luo Qiyue last night took himself to find the truth about Zhai Rushu's death, no matter what, he would not stand aside with Daoist Situ, and he would definitely come to help him.

"Kill Daoist Situ." Lin Ping once again firmed up his thoughts.

If it weren't for Daoist Situ, he would never be able to leave this hospital, and he would always be watched and controlled by Zhai Rushu.

Lin Ping got up and rummaged back and forth in the room.

"Sink him to death? Bench, can't you change the folding stool? Strangled him to death by a sheet? Why is this window railing so hard to break? ”

After looking for a long time, he didn't find a murder weapon that could kill people, so Lin Ping sat on the bed in disappointment.

"Is there any poison in the building ahead? There should be a lot of medicine in the hospital that can kill people. ”

Lin Ping had another thought, and suddenly thought again: This is a mental hospital, even prescription drugs are not so poisonous, and they can kill people.

"What can I do with this Nima? You can't really be stuck here for the rest of your life, right? Why does this Situ Taoist have to trap me here? ”

Lin Ping got up and walked out of the door, pretending to wander past Daoist Situ's room, and then hurriedly went downstairs and ran to the front building to escape from the hospital gate.

As soon as he arrived at the front building, he was stopped by the nurse who guarded him, and he didn't let Lin Ping leave.

Retreating to the sixth floor, Lin Ping entered the room angrily, seeing that he didn't want to go out like this, there was nothing he could do about the demon Daoist Situ, and the root of his teeth was itching.

In the blink of an eye, it was evening again, and the noon meal was rattled together, and the patients and medical staff who went to the cafeteria this time were not afraid of Daoist Situ, but just treated him as an ordinary patient, which was very different from the scene last time.

As night fell, the three courtyards fell silent again, and Lin Ping was ready to act.

Since you can't go out during the day, you must go out at night.

Those strange situations encountered last night, I think I will encounter them tonight, Lin Ping is 100% prepared, mentally and physically.

Hiding in his room, when he heard the door of Daoist Situ next to him close, and the sound of sleeping snoring, Lin Ping walked to the door, put his ear against the wall, and listened to the movement in the next room.

It was very quiet, and Daoist Situ and Huang Zhiqian should have fallen asleep.

Quietly opened the door, slumped through the window of Daoist Situ, and subconsciously looked down the stairs when he walked to the staircase.

There were no footsteps, and I didn't see Zhai Rushu's figure.

When passing by Zhai Rushu's room, Lin Ping stopped and put his ear on the door, wanting to hear if there would be any movement inside.

Since Zhai Rushu had already died and turned into a ghost, Lin Ping didn't know anything about the fact that there were other people living in this room.

Quiet, deathly quiet, there was no sound inside, not even the sound of breathing, and then he walked to the fourth room with confidence.

Last night he escaped from the corridor behind the blood pool, and he had the same idea as last night, he was still preparing to leave from there, so as not to be discovered and stopped by Daoist Situ.

Lin Ping pushed open the door of the fourth room, there was nothing inside, it was exactly the same as last night, the room was filled with the smell of blood and the smell of corpses decomposing, it was extremely unpleasant and made people nauseated, in order to escape, they still had to hold back.

Walking to the window, he poked his head out of the window, and although he knew that there was a dead man's head inside, he couldn't help but take a look.

It was this glance that frightened Lin Ping's soul: Daoist Situ's head.

", why is it the head of Daoist Situ?" Cold sweat broke out on Lin Ping's forehead,

During the day, I also saw Daoist Situ jumping around, how could it be that at night, it should have been Zhai Rushu, how did it become Daoist Situ's head?

"Pick it up, pick it up." With black lines all over his head, he turned around and sat on the ground, Lin Ping shook his head to keep himself awake.

"I didn't see Zhai Rushu during the day, which means that Zhai Rushu must be dead. Is the Taoist priest alive or dead, human or ghost? ”

There is no reason for this, there is no reason or logic to speak of, and everything is summed up in two words: strange, weird.

After thinking for a while, Lin Ping found a very serious problem: if Daoist Situ was dead, should he still kill Daoist Situ?

When this kind of tension and excitement is concerned, you can still think of this kind of brain pumping problem, and the nerves of young people are not insignificant.

Then Lin Ping came to a conclusion: if it is a person, it will be killed, if it is a ghost, it will be destroyed, and it is right to kill Situ Taoist.

Whatever the real reason for the incident, one thing is certain: Daoist Situ is not a good person.

The matter of killing people and killing ghosts is put aside for the time being, life is important, and getting out of this hospital first is the most urgent thing at the moment.

Follow the blood pool to the familiar door, push the door open, walk down the road with ease, and push it to the door on the bathroom wall, the scene in front of you is what I have seen before. With the foundation of last night's events, I don't feel so nervous at this time, but a little brisk.

When I got downstairs, I ran along the road in the middle of the lawn to the front building without looking back, and the surroundings were still very quiet.

Lin Ping, who was accustomed to it, didn't feel too frightened, just escaped.