Chang Yiqing went straight into the corridor on the second floor, and the strange thing was that the doors of each household in the corridor on the second floor had been opened, and at this time Uncle Cui's voice had stopped, and he didn't know which family it came from.

Wang Jiawen, who followed later, was holding a flashlight in his hand, he followed behind Chang Yijin, and asked in a low voice, "Dao Chief, did you find Uncle Cui?" ”

This is a nonsense, Chang Yiqing did not answer, but signaled Wang Jiawen to silence, the entire corridor seemed dim, and even the emergency lights didn't seem to be able to illuminate much of a place.

I saw Chang Yiqing holding a peachwood sword in his right hand and a gossip mirror in his left hand, cautiously walking in the corridor. He was not a fool, he was able to walk freely in the dark, and he could only barely rely on the lightning and thunder outside the window, struggling to see his surroundings clearly.

The buildings of Lihua Building are not spacious, and most of them are old houses of 80 square meters. But to look into such a house in the dark is like being in a black hole.

With the help of Wang Jiawen, Chang Yiqing quickly found out that there was no one in the first house. They found out the rooms of 202 and 203 one after another, and the inside of the house was also messy, with some dark red bloodstains, but it was empty.

Just as the two of them were heading towards 204's house, they heard a low moan suddenly come from ahead.

Chang Yiqing and Wang Jiawen's faces changed at the same time, and they rushed towards Room 204 tacitly. It was pitch black in the house, and even the windows facing the street were closed with curtains, and lightning flashed in the sky left shadows on the curtains, as if demons were raging outside the windows.

Following the light of Wang Jiawen's flashlight, it was soon clear that there was no one in the entire hall. Discarded clothes and newspapers were discarded on the ground, apparently after a struggle, but they were already empty. At this moment, Wang Jiawen shook the flashlight and shone it on one of the rooms in the house, gently pushing Chang Yiqing beside him.

Chang Yiqing had also noticed this, and saw a figure sitting on the ground in the room. Under the illumination of the flashlight, I could only see that this was a man, covered with bloodstains, but it was obviously not Uncle Cui, the security guard downstairs. The man's body was constantly heaving, and it took a long time before he let out a faint moan.

"Sir... Are you okay? Wang Jiawen exerted the spirit of not dying and wanted to get closer, but was stopped by Chang Yiqing. Chang Yiqing put the gossip mirror back into the bag and approached cautiously

The man who was sitting in the room moaning from time to time seemed to be unable to wait, suddenly screamed, turned around and pounced on Chang Yiqing.

In a panic, Wang Jiawen took a few steps back, and the flashlight that was originally shining on the man's body suddenly shook wildly. Between the flickering lights, only the man's face could be seen pale, and a huge wound was bitten on the side of his neck. His wide-open eyes, dehydrated by death, were cloudy, white, and puffy, and the man had grown sharp canine teeth, and even his five fingers had grown not short dark blue nails. This is a walking corpse!

Although the lighting was lost, Chang Yi was ready early in the morning, and his free left hand separated the walking corpse from the rushing corpse, and kicked the walking corpse in the knee after taking it away. The walking corpse couldn't bear it anymore and knelt down. Chang Yiqing took advantage of the situation and inserted the peachwood sword in his hand into the heart of this walking corpse!

The walking corpse didn't even scream, and fell to the ground with a thud. Chang Yiqing put away the peachwood sword, and Wang Jiawen shone the flashlight.

"Let's go! There are no more living people in this building! Chang Yiqing realized that this was a trap, and was a little surprised why he would make such an obvious trick. Knowing that he couldn't delay any longer, he hurriedly beckoned Wang Jiawen to leave here. But at this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the house!

The silence of the building was broken by a loud bang, and for a moment there were screams and wails, as if there were countless ghosts roaring in the building.

As soon as Chang Yiqing and Wang Jiawen walked out of the room, they saw a large group of figures turning out of the corner room, their faces were blue or pale, and they rushed towards the two people with hideous faces.

The two of them, who had already seen it once, hurriedly ran towards the entrance of the stairway where they came, and as soon as they pushed open the door, they found that there was a large pit in the entrance of the stairway, which was the shape of a person being smashed against the wall. The staircase leading to the bottom had opened a large hole, and the floor was covered with messy rags, as if it had been a fierce fight.

Wang Jiawen quickly realized that the other two might have been attacked. At this time, there was already a roar from downstairs, and it was obvious that there were walking corpses blocking them below.

Of course, Chang Yiqing also knew the truth that there were many people, so he hurriedly pulled Wang Jiawen and ran upstairs. Climbing all the way up, you can occasionally see walking corpses that have fallen to the ground and can't get up. Looking at that appearance, it should be the work of a fool. The two of them were in high spirits and hurriedly followed the trail to climb up.

The roars from downstairs were getting closer, and it was clear that the walking corpses were chasing them upwards. Lihua Building is only 12 floors if it is dead, counting the rooftop, but it is only 13 stories high. The only thought of the two now is to go up to the rooftop and jump from the rooftop to the rooftop of another building.

By the time they reached the ninth floor, the two of them were out of breath, and there was no trace of the fool on the ground. In the entire staircase, there was only the roar of the walking corpses, which was disturbing and difficult to calm down. The two of them puffed up their breath and were about to continue running towards the rooftop, but there were ghosts and shadows on it, and it was obvious that there were walking corpses from above.

Chang Yiqing's face changed, and he hurriedly pulled Wang Jiawen and ran in from the staircase on the ninth floor. Just like the reproduction of the second floor, the doors of the entire corridor have been opened, and there is no one left. Chang Yiqing made a silent gesture at Wang Jiawen, and walked cautiously forward with a peachwood sword.

Last time, all the walking corpses poured out of the innermost room on the second floor. This time, Chang Yiqing was obedient and walked towards the last room very deadly.

Outside the building, lightning and thunder roared, and the heavy rain did not stop at all. The flashlight in Wang Jiawen's hand flickered twice, and the food was completely stopped, and it seemed that the power was out. All of a sudden, the entire corridor fell into darkness, and the muffled roar of the walking corpses in the staircase came from behind him, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Chang Yiqing was also infected by such an atmosphere, and his palms holding the peachwood sword were full of cold sweat. But he had no choice but to grit his teeth and walk towards the last room. Wang Jiawen, who was following him, held the flashlight tightly, as soon as something came out, this fierce woman would not hesitate to smash the flashlight on the head of that thing.

Just as the two of them were approaching the last room, a hand suddenly stretched out from the next house and pulled Wang Jiawen in. Wang Jiawen exclaimed, pulled out the flashlight sideways, and smashed it hard!

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