Chapter Seventy-One: The Scene of the Ghost Movie

The vines outside the window blocked the skylight, and the silent corridor was dim, and it was almost impossible to see the ground under his feet, Lin Zhihui walked forward slowly, and he didn't know what he kicked, and the thing rolled away, making a series of crisp sounds.

There was a damp and rotten smell in the air, which added a bit of coldness, looking at the corridor hidden in the darkness, Lin Zhihui frowned and stopped, he only entered the three-story building one step later than Wang Li, but the person was gone.

This building was one of those old-fashioned buildings, with two stairs in the middle that led to the upper floors, and long corridors on both sides, and he stood in the hall in front of the stairs at this time, and he couldn't hear any sound, and he couldn't determine where Wang Li went.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like walking into the scene of a horror movie, Lin Zhihui felt a little hairy, retracted his gaze, and was hesitating to quit, when a clanging sound suddenly came from the building, like someone knocked down the trash can,

"Wang Li. Lin Zhihui let go of his voice and shouted, but did not get any response, only the sound of trash cans rolling on the ground echoed in the corridor.

The imprint of the Linglong Pagoda on his wrist began to heat up slightly, and at the same time, Lin Zhihui seemed to hear a sigh that seemed to be nothing, and his hair couldn't help but stand on end.

"TNN's, more and more like a thriller movie. Lin Zhihui got goosebumps, rubbed his arms vigorously and muttered, seriously reflecting on his mistakes, if he didn't have the idea of letting him suffer a little when he was sure that Wang Li was possessed, but directly put away the beetle, he would not have fallen into the dilemma he is in now.

Another loud noise came, as if he was afraid that he wouldn't hear it, this time it sounded like someone was smashing the door with a stool, Lin Zhihui looked up at the dark upstairs, and all kinds of terrifying pictures flashed in his mind, and he didn't want to care about it in his heart, and finally gritted his teeth and ran upstairs.

"No matter, I can't die anyway. ”

Lin Zhihui felt that he was really unlucky, he bravely entered the tiger's den for the first time, and it was not a beautiful woman who wanted to be saved, but Wang Li, a bastard.

"The first thing I did after receiving the beetle was to beat Wang Li, otherwise it would be difficult to dispel the evil spirit in my chest. Lin Zhihui found a goal for himself, and finally put aside his cranky thoughts and calmly began to think about the situation in front of him.

The beetle must have come here for another reason, definitely not to deal with him.

Lin Zhihui jumped onto the platform on the second floor in a few steps and looked at both sides of the corridor, but he thought that the other party deliberately made all kinds of noises to attract his attention, and he really took the bait, so he felt that he was not so sure.

"Well, at least that's not just the reason. Lin Zhihui touched the bronze plate in his pocket, according to the information given by the Linglong Tower, if the beetle is parasitic on the flesh of the organism for a long time, it will not only be assimilated, but also counterattacked, and the result will be eliminated by the laws of heaven and earth, so it should deal with itself in order to snatch back the magic weapon of the parasitic body.

With the Linglong Pagoda to protect him, Lin Zhihui is not worried that he will be possessed, as for whether the magic weapon will be snatched away, he can only say that he will do his best, after all, his current purpose is to save Wang Li, and at the critical moment, he can give up the bronze medal.

I'm afraid that things won't be as optimistic as he thought, and the most important question now is, why did the beetle come here?

Lin Zhihui recalled the information he had seen, Xihai University has a long history, and there are many buildings on the campus that were left over from the last century, and later with the expansion of the new campus, these old buildings are gradually abandoned.

This building is probably one of them, with its mottled wooden window frames and door panels, yellowed and cracked walls, and gray concrete floors, all of which are unique to the era.

Could it be that there are some hidden treasures in this, or unsolved mysteries left behind?

There was nothing unusual on the second floor, Lin Zhihui walked up to the third floor in three or two steps, and saw a bulky green iron bucket lying on the ground on the right-hand side, and some old garbage that could not be seen was scattered aside.

"Wang Li. Lin Zhihui shouted tentatively, but naturally did not get a response, and in the depths of the dark corridor, a door was hidden, revealing a little light, illuminating the three-legged stool on the ground and the broken wood pieces all over the ground.

At this level, the burning sensation on his wrist became more obvious, Lin Zhihui took a deep breath, calmed his heartbeat, walked forward quickly, picked up the broken stool leg, and kicked open the door panel that was already torn apart.

The battered door panel finally left the post with honor, slammed on the ground with a bang, splashing a cloud of dust, Lin Zhihui held the stool leg in front of him, and carefully walked into the house, but he was nervous, there was nothing in it, just a storage room full of sundries.

"What the hell. Lin Zhihui looked up, didn't find anything unusual, and stopped with some disappointment: "Where is this guy?"

Before the words fell, he heard a sudden sound of small footsteps outside, Lin Zhihui immediately rushed to the door, only to see a figure flash and enter a room in the opposite corridor.

"Wang Li!" Although it was just a back, Lin Zhihui still saw that it was Wang Li, and immediately turned his legs to catch up.

Still empty, Lin Zhi stood at the door, looking at the dusty room, and immediately noticed that there were obvious scratch marks in the corner of the wall, and there were scattered powder and wall skin on the ground, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

A chill suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, Lin Zhihui turned his head suddenly, there was only an empty corridor behind him, the vines outside the window were flickering, knocking on the glass, making a rustling sound, and then turning his head, his pupils suddenly contracted, and Wang Li, whose face was gloomy, appeared in front of him silently.

"Why do you keep following me?" Wang Li was expressionless, his eyes looked straight at Lin Zhihui and said, his voice was a little vague.

Lin Zhihui didn't speak, he looked at Wang Li silently, saying that his expressionless face was not accurate, it should be a stiff face, like a marionette, making a mechanical voice without emotional fluctuations.

Wang Li blinked, as if he was learning to speak, and repeated his question again.

Lin Zhihui shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands indifferently: "I'm just curious, I don't know what you're doing in this kind of ghost place?"

"We don't know each other at all. Wang Li paused, tilted his head slightly as if thinking about it, and said, "It's a coincidence that you came, I need someone to help." ”

"You're wrong, it's not that we're not familiar, it's that we're very unfamiliar. Lin Zhihui smiled, but his eyes were cold: "I'm a more cautious person, and I never like to meddle in things." ”

As soon as the words came out, Wang Li's expression instantly became hideous.