"Shh Zhang Han immediately covered Mao Fangyuan's mouth that wanted to scream, only to see that although the door of the compartment had been opened, nothing unusual had happened. After weighing it again, he decisively pulled Mao Fangyuan and motioned to the other party to hide in the toilet cubicle for the time being, just like himself. There were five compartments in total, and they were hiding in the second and third compartments.

At this time, there was the sound of iron rubbing against the ground in the corridor outside, accompanied by the sound of metal rubbing "bang" and "bang", and the two of them only felt that their scalps were numb, and their legs and stomachs were trembling. Zhang Han put his ear to the door, holding his breath and listening to the movement outside. The thing outside the door seemed to sense something strange in the toilet, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer to where they were.

"Bang!"

The door of the toilet was violently slammed open, and when they heard the movement, they were both startled by the sudden noise. Zhang Han squatted on the toilet lid, holding a teleportation charm in his hand. He didn't plan to use the prop immediately, because the prop only took effect at a distance of about three meters, and even if he left the bathroom and appeared at the door, he would soon be discovered by the ghost.

And Mao Fangyuan, who was next door, also knew what kind of danger they were facing at the moment, he quietly took out a small glass bottle from his pocket, the bottle contained a light layer of dark red liquid, which looked a little like red wine.

This is the item he obtained during a mission, and the liquid in the bottle was found in the wine cellar of the ghost family, as long as he drank the wine, he was able to hide his breath from being discovered by the ghost for a short time. Relying on this prop, Mao Fangyuan successfully passed the first two mission assessments. And now, there was only enough wine left in the bottle for him to drink again.

Although it was a little painful, he didn't expect to consume this precious prop on the first day of the mission, but in order to survive, Mao Fangyuan still planned to drink it first. At this time, his palms were covered with sticky sweat, and the footsteps dragged the heavy iron tools, and he had come to his door. Although there was a door through it, he could still feel the cold aura emanating from the ghost outside the door. What's even more terrifying is that Mao Fangyuan saw a pair of wide soles wearing leather shoes under the gap, and the tips of the white leather shoes had been stained with a jet-shaped dark red blood stain.

At the edge of the feet, he saw a wooden stick full of iron nails, each of which had a little minced flesh hanging from it, and a few locks of long brown hair mixed with the roots of the hair, and a small piece of scalp attached to the roots, and a steady stream of blood dripping down the stick, which looked particularly hideous.

Mao Fangyuan trembled very much at this time, he trembled and wanted to pull out the cork at the mouth of the bottle, but at this moment, his palm was sticky and slippery, and the glass bottle was not grasped firmly, and he fell to the ground with a "snap".

Don't!!

At this moment, he jumped off the toilet like crazy, ignoring the fact that his palms were cut by those glass shards, and desperately used his hands to hold the wine that had flowed all over the place. But it was never too late.

"Bang"

The compartment was knocked open by something like an earthquake, and even Zhang Han, who was next door, was startled by the violently trembling door in front of him. "Help!!" Mao Fangyuan, who was next door, suddenly burst out with an extremely frightened scream, and he desperately slapped the compartment, wanting to ask Zhang Han for help.

"Help me, save me, Zhang ......" Mao Fangyuan burst into tears in horror, but before he finished speaking, there was a cry of heavy weapons mixed with the wind behind him - "pop"

Zhang Han watched a hole-sized hole appear in the compartment on the right hand, and he reacted quickly, lowering his head the moment he was knocked out there, and squatted against the wall of the compartment.

Mao Fangyuan's corpse slowly slipped down the wall of the compartment and fell to the ground, his hands were soft on the ground, and a large amount of dark red blood mixed with white brains flowed down the gray cement floor to Zhang Han's feet.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

There were bursts of violent and dull hitting sounds in the compartment, which reminded Zhang Han of when he went grocery shopping with his mother when he was a child, and the meat seller in the vegetable market would always hold a huge iron rod and beat the meat pieces on the board hard, saying that in this way he could break the meat tendons and make the taste more tender......

At this moment, he could even imagine the tragic situation next door, a large amount of blood and flesh exploded everywhere like a fireflower blooming, and some even jumped through the hole to the wall opposite Zhang Han.

Looking at the piece of minced meat stained with blood, Zhang Han's face turned pale, and his heartbeat became faster and faster.

The knocking sound next door lasted for two minutes, and these two short minutes were even longer than his life for Zhang Han. However, when the voice disappeared, he did not feel relaxed.

Because in the next second, he clearly heard the footsteps and left the next door, and then came to the door of the cubicle where he was!

"Bang"

There was a dent in the door, and Zhang Han knew that in the next second, this door would be shattered, and he would be completely exposed to the ghosts. Thinking of this, he directly activated the props and teleported to the door of the bathroom.

He didn't want to look back at the appearance of the ghost, Zhang Han ran down the corridor like crazy, he wanted to rush downstairs directly, but when he passed by his hospital room, Zhang Han suddenly blessed his heart, pushed open the door and rushed in, and lay back on his hospital bed. At this time, the other two patients in the room were sleeping soundly, and it seemed that the loud noise outside just now did not affect them at all.

The footsteps announcing death came from the other end of the corridor again, Zhang Han's heart was beating wildly, his whole person was buried under the blanket, and his back was already soaked with sweat.

The ghost's heavy footsteps had already come to the door of the room, Zhang Han heard a heavy breathing, and he knew that the ghost was patrolling his room. He was even ready to go into the house for a while, and he would have to activate the props and try to dispel it.

This time, however, it seemed that Lady Luck was on his side.

"Smack"

The ghost stopped outside the door for a moment, then closed the door and left slowly.

Zhang Han hid on the bed and breathed in the fresh air, the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe made him want to cry loudly, but when he thought of the terrifying thing still lingering in the sanatorium at the moment, Zhang Han could only cover his mouth and cautiously poke his head out to look out.

Each door of the nursing home ward is made of iron, and there is a rectangular iron window about 30 centimeters long and 20 centimeters high about 1.6 meters above the ground. There are a few iron bars on the windows, which should be convenient for nurses and doctors to see the situation in the ward. At first glance, the room looks like a prison, as if it is not a sick person living here, but a prisoner.

At this time, the dim light in the corridor spilled into the room through the iron window, and after confirming that the ghost had indeed disappeared, Zhang Han breathed a sigh of relief and slowly lay down.

Why did the ghost suddenly appear, and after he returned to the ward, it stopped chasing him?

"Could it be ......" At this time, Zhang Han had other thoughts in his heart.