The fat man glanced at the first floor along Zhao Huanshu's eyes: "Okay, don't think about it, don't you have that Han Siyu to protect you?" No one can touch you except the ghosts right now. ”

"Hmm." Zhao Huanshu replied, and now he doesn't want to bump into a red-clothed level Yin ghost, the reason why he thinks Zhao Huanshu like this is well-founded, because from the previous tasks of sealing the ghost list, only the main task will be like that.

After returning to the ward, Zhao Huanshu gasped, climbed into bed with difficulty, and asked Han Siyu in his heart for the sake of insurance: "Han Siyu." ”

"Yes, master."

"When you were on the first floor, did you feel something was wrong?"

"The master is like this, since I was included in the ghost breeding system, I have lost my previous detection power, and now the only thing I can do is fight."

"That's it......" Zhao Huanshu turned over on the bed, but at the moment he is actually really safe, after all, he has let Han Siyu protect himself at any time.

Unconsciously, Zhao Huanshu fell asleep again, and when he woke up, it was already late at night.

The lights in the observation room had been turned off, the fat man was not there, and Zhao Huanshu realized a problem: he wanted to go to the toilet again, after all, he had a lot of injections.

When Zhao Huanshu got out of bed, he felt that his body strength had improved, and he was obviously stronger than in the morning, at least his legs would not tremble when he stood up.

However, although he was stronger than in the morning, Zhao Huanshu felt that his head was very dizzy, and his mental condition seemed to be worse, as if he was pressed on top of his head by a big stone, and he was unspeakably uncomfortable.

Walking out of the observation room in a daze, Zhao Huanshu saw that the lights in the hospital corridor were still on, and there were still many people who suddenly fell ill at night around the emergency room on the side, and several other patients were still sitting on the seats in the corridor with hanging bottles.

Seeing someone, Zhao Huanshu's heart felt a little more comfortable, he didn't want to walk in an empty corridor at this time, especially the corridor of the hospital.

Although his body recovered a lot more than in the morning, Zhao Huanshu's movements were still slow when he went downstairs, and his mind felt like a mess, unable to think, and even had a feeling that he was instinctively marching towards the toilet because of the urgency to urinate.

When Zhao Huanshu went down to the first floor, he found that the light on the stairs was broken, but he didn't care too much, because the hospital hall in front of the staircase was very bright.

"Ahh

Zhao Huanshu shuddered, his eyes were a little confused and walked towards the toilet, because the time was very late, there was almost no one in the hospital hall, Zhao Huanshu returned to the stairs after going to the toilet, his brain became more and more dizzy, and he even forgot to take the elevator back.

The staircase on the first floor is on the right side of the stairwell, and there is still some distance from the left side of the staircase to the wall, forming a space where the head is the bottom of the staircase ramp above, the wall in front of it, and the staircase ramp on the first floor on the right side, which is empty below the ramp of the staircase on the first floor, and it is not clear what is there due to the relationship between the broken light and the viewing angle.

Zhao Huanshu still felt very cold here, and for some reason, he felt that his mind did not belong to him, and he glanced at the space under the stairs intentionally or unintentionally.

This space is very dark for some reason, because it is not because the lights are broken, although part of the light in the hospital lobby will shine into the stairwell, but the light that shines in is very limited, always giving people the illusion that the darkness of this position will absorb the light.

Zhao Huanshu saw that the empty space under the stairs on the first floor was pitch black, and the darkness seemed to become thicker and thicker; Gradually, the whole staircase seemed to be stuffed with blackened cotton, and nothing could be seen, and the chill came from this darkness.

Zhao Huanshu sniffed, the whole person was hazy, and walked towards the darkness with swaying steps, and after a few steps, he saw a very dirty wall in front of him, and there were many traces of sewage on the white lime.

Not only that, the ground in this area is not paved with floor tiles, but gray cement floors, and now the hospital is paved with floor tiles, why does it seem that it has not been renovated?

Zhao Huanshu looked at the ground mechanically, and his mind became more and more blank.

Then, Zhao Huanshu slowly turned his head, bent down, and looked at the space under the stairs on the side.

"Suck ......" Zhao Huanshu shivered when he bent over and involuntarily walked down the stairs, and at the same time took a breath of cold air.

The temperature of the air was even colder, and this coldness made Zhao Huanshu feel not only his body, but also his heart.

The interior under the stairs was even more filthy, covered in grey spider silk, but it didn't seem to be anything special except for dirt.

It stands to reason that the hospital is being cleaned at all times, and even if it is a corner under the stairs, it shouldn't be so dirty.

"Boom."

As if unconscious, Zhao Huanshu, who was being dragged by some kind of force, accidentally kicked away a piece of gravel on the concrete floor, and the ground made a slight metal impact sound.

Zhao Huanshu looked down and saw that there was an iron gate about one meter long and wide on the ground under the stairs.

"Sewers?" Zhao Huanshu's brain is very messy, and he can't think like a normal person, and his first reaction in his heart is like this, but who would make the sewer like this? Also downstairs on the ground floor.

Zhao Huanshu slowly bent his body lower, and the iron door on the ground was already rusty, and the crimson rust was like a large patch of age spots.

At the front of the iron door, there was an arc iron bolt, locked by a fist-sized black iron lock; Zhao Huanshu gently put his hand on the iron door, and the rough façade and hard iron slag scraped him very uncomfortable.

The iron door was very cold, as if it had just been taken out of the refrigerator, and even had a bit of a biting feeling.

"What's under this iron gate?" At this time, Zhao Huanshu's heart gave birth to the only thought, if it was according to the usual times, he would definitely leave immediately, but now...... The curiosity in Zhao Huanshu's heart seemed to be expanding, and he didn't know why he was like this.

Zhao Huanshu, who was squatting on the iron door, clearly felt a burst of cold through the soles of his shoes, slowly hitting his whole body along his legs, he wanted to see the door more clearly, so he had to bend down and almost lie on the ground to observe the iron door.

To be honest, deep in Zhao Huanshu's heart, the trace of self that seems to be absent has been warning to leave, but I don't know why, since the coolness has become more and more obvious on his body, Zhao Huanshu has become more and more unable to control himself, and he is obsessed with carefully observing the iron gate.

"Huh? What the hell is this? Zhao Huanshu saw something in the gap on the edge of the iron door, it was pitch black, and when he reached out and touched it, those things were very soft and thin.

Zhao Huanshu pulled lightly, those things were not broken, but were pulled out, Zhao Huanshu bent down again, his face almost touched the gap in the iron door, and found that the thing in his hand was actually hair!