Chapter 120: Hair

Where does the hair come from in this place? Zhao Huanshu had an indescribable feeling, and muttered to himself softly, he didn't think too much, and then pulled it hard again, and more hair was pulled out of the gap by Zhao Huanshu.

It's not that Zhao Huanshu doesn't realize the danger, no matter how you look at the current situation, it's not right, but the most wrong thing is Zhao Huanshu himself.

Since coming to the bottom of the stairs, Zhao Huanshu has been weird, and he doesn't know why he is competing in such a weird thing, constantly pulling the hair in the gap outward, pulling it longer and longer, pulling more and more, and even more hair, which was pulled out of the edge of the gap in the iron door by Zhao Huanshu.

Unconsciously, Zhao Huanshu's surroundings were full of black hair that had been pulled out, and on his expressionless face, a smile suddenly appeared, and he smiled very coldly.

After half a minute, Zhao Huanshu simply wrapped his black hair around his hand and pulled it out, his reason became farther and farther away, and he couldn't think more and more, these hairs were like ice silk, and the biting chill swallowed Zhao Huanshu's mind.

"This is?!" When Zhao Huanshu wrapped his hands full of black hair, he felt that his palms were sweaty, and they were sticky and uncomfortable.

Zhao Huanshu brushed the hair from his palm, and with a faint fishy smell, he found that his palms were full of dark red stains.

Zhao Huanshu put his hand close to his nose and sniffed it, a fishy smell smoked him so much that he almost fainted, these dark red things are blood!

Zhao Huanshu, who realized this, trembled, and was so frightened that his heart seemed to be pinched by something, why, why didn't he notice it before?!

"No, what the hell am I doing?!" Zhao Huanshu got up suddenly, his head slammed into the stairs above, and the pain made him completely come back to his senses: "Why am I here?" What am I doing! ”

Smack.

Zhao Huanshu took a step back, there was a slimy sound of water under his feet, and when he looked down, the hair that was pulled out by himself was all bleeding! At the same time that the scarlet color spread on the concrete floor, Zhao Huanshu's eyes widened, he wanted to leave, but his body didn't know if he had been squatting for too long or what, so he didn't listen to the call at all.

"Han Siyu! Come out! Zhao Huanshu yelled in his heart, but nothing happened, and touched his pants bag with his hand: the phone was gone.

No, Zhao Huanshu remembered that he didn't bring a mobile phone when he came out of the ward, impossible, how could he forget his mobile phone, the ghost list inside is the only thing that can save his life when he meets a ghost.

Click, click, click.

At the same time, Zhao Huanshu heard a very uncomfortable sound, and carefully identified it as coming from the iron door under his feet.

Click, rustle......

That's the sound of someone scraping with their fingernails under the iron gate!

Boom!!

Suddenly, there was a loud bang under the iron door, and Zhao Huanshu sat up from the bed suddenly: the fat man sat on the ground, under his ass was a crushed wooden chair, the sun outside the window shone in, and it was a new day.

"Damn, it hurts me to death." The fat man covered his ass and got up from the ground: "This chair was a little shaken yesterday, and if you sit down today, it will be bad." ”

"Well, what's wrong with you, nerd? Sweating profusely. The fat man asked Zhao Huanshu while kicking the broken chair to the side.

Zhao Huanshu panted and looked at the fat man, and hurriedly held the mobile phone next to the pillow tightly in his hand: "No, it's okay, it's just a nightmare." ”

"Go back now, I don't want to stay in this place." Zhao Huanshu's voice was very low, and the fat man turned his head to go through the formalities, he always felt that it was crazy to stay here.

Then the doctor came to see Zhao Huanshu's physical condition and found that his body was actually recovering very well, except for his mental state.

"Remember to rest more when you go back, just sleep for a while if you don't have anything to do, you need to rest more in a quiet environment, and then take these medicines like this......" The doctor carefully instructed Zhao Huanshu a few words, and left to continue working.

Zhao Huanshu got out of bed and packed up his things and prepared to go home, on the way back, he remembered the fortune problem of the ghost list, so he randomly found a lottery station and randomly selected a note to take away, anyway, he must win 100,000, there is no need to spend time researching what number to choose.

After walking under the sun for a while, Zhao Huanshu felt that he was much more comfortable, and his mood improved, and the fat man received a message from Tang Rou without walking a few steps, saying that she had time this afternoon, and after this guy sent Zhao Huanshu home, he went to Tang Rou with great interest.

Zhao Huanshu didn't want to sleep, so he sat on the sofa and turned on the TV to watch casually, and then called Han Siyu in his heart and asked, "Han Siyu, when I slept yesterday, was there anything abnormal?" ”

"Back to the master, I didn't notice the Yin Ghost approaching you."

"So what's going on with my dream, I don't think it's that simple."

"It may be that you are really stressed and have nightmares, or there may be ghosts in the hospital, but it just interferes with your sleep with resentment, and it has no intention of being a killer, because I can't feel resentment, so the nightmare can't help you."

"That's ......" Zhao Huanshu thought for a while, but now that he has left the hospital, there should be no danger.

Then Zhao Huanshu stood up, opened the ghost APP in his mobile phone and looked around, and finally stopped at the banana that the fat man bought.

Zhao Huanshu clicked on the ghost breeding system, opened the "[one]" in the upper right corner, that is, the icon of the sacrifice of one sacrifice, and scanned the blood-colored "seal" on the banana on the screen.

Anyway, there is nothing to do now that he is idle, Zhao Huanshu decided to find something to sacrifice to the ghosts, and increase the ghost sacrifice value of the yin ghosts in his ghost breeding column.

"Do you use bananas as a sacrificial object? Whether. ”

Zhao Huanshu clicked yes, and then a sentence popped up on the screen: "What number of ghost breeding columns will you use this item on?" One two three. ”

Zhao Huanshu thought about it, and the moment he clicked "one", the bunch of bananas on the ground disappeared immediately, and then in the No. 1 ghost breeding column, that is, in the toilet of the previous home, the yin ghost who was included in the ghost breeding system for the first time, her ghost sacrifice value increased by 0.02%.

The name of this yin ghost is Li Xiaotong, and the current ghost sacrifice value is only 0.12%, and it doesn't seem to be able to speak normally, after all, it is only at the level of a good ghost in white.

As for Han Siyu, who can speak normally, it is because she has a high ghost level, and the other ghost brand can speak, I am afraid it has something to do with her being more special.

Looking at the slow-growing ghost sacrifice value, Zhao Huanshu sighed in his heart: Although the ghost sealing APP says that everything in the world can be used to sacrifice ghosts, but the ghost sacrifice value is rising too slowly, right?

Sacrifice ghosts to 100% of the Yin ghosts, in order to transform it into a more advanced ghost, and there is a great chance of failure, what year and month will this get......

"Well, since it's a ghost sacrifice...... Could it be that the more things that are more inclined to the meaning of 'death', the higher the value of the ghost sacrifice? Or maybe it's the rarer things......" Zhao Huanshu thought: "Such as ashes, coffin nails, dead people...... Well, these things are hard to find. ”

Rustle.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Zhao Huanshu seemed to hear something in the living room.

Rustle.

The voice came again, this time clearly.

"Han Siyu prepares!" Zhao Huanshu reacted suddenly in his heart: This is the sound of nails scraping in the iron door in last nightmare!