Chapter 9: Them

The middle-aged man whose name he didn't know was dead, dying in confusion and tar.

Gao Wuxian withdrew his outstretched hand, his gaze fell on his tar-covered face, and he smiled abruptly.

"It's good to die, it's good to die."

"Let you throw objects in the air, and you won't lose money by dying."

muttering a few words in his mouth, Gao Wuxuan got up on his knees, and turned around to meet Xu Jiaming's frightened gaze.

"What's wrong?"

Making eye contact with them, Gao Wuxiao was quite puzzled, it was just a dead person, was it necessary to be so afraid?

Didn't you just die two?

"No, it's fine."

Xu Jiaming's voice trembled and he finished speaking, and suddenly realized that he was still holding a heavy desert eagle in his hand.

Shocked, he hurriedly handed the gun back to Gao Wuxian.

"Guns, I won't use guns, so you'd better hold them."

"Huh? Okay, too. ”

Gao Wuxiao calmly took the pistol, pulled the trigger with his index finger and flipped his wrist, fiddling with the silver gray pistol.

The seven psionic bullets have been replaced by Xu Jiaming, and now this gun will only cause damage to ghosts.

Looking up and smiling at Xu Jiaming, Gao Wuxiao suddenly raised the muzzle of the gun.

Bang!

The psionic bullet swirled and flew out of the barrel, and Xu Jiaming looked down at his chest with a blank expression.

Before he could come back to his senses, Gao Wuxian's muzzle turned and fired two shots at Ning Ting and Chen You.

"Looks like you're not haunted by the Confused." Watching the three of them scramble their whole bodies, Gao Wuxiao said with a smile: "Psionic bullets are only useful for ghosts, and I am afraid that you will also be entangled by confused ghosts, so I shoot at you." ”

After listening to Gao Wuxian's words, Xu Jiaming showed an expression of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, put down his hand tremblingly, and his voice trembled: "It's, in fact, you can say it in advance......"

By his side, Ning Ting Chen had a pounding head like garlic.

"Next time, definitely."

The words fell, and Gao Shiran walked past Xu Jiaming and the three of them.

With the special smell of tar, I walked all the way to the stairwell.

Seeing that Gao Wuxian moved forward without hesitation, Xu Jiaming and the three of them looked at each other and hurriedly followed.

After the four of them turned into the stairwell, the hallway fell silent.

Only the sunset outside the window poured into the house and spread into the hallway.

On the walls that were like blood splashed by the bright red sunset, a humanoid silhouette silently arched.

The fat corpse lying on the ground, its belly rolling slowly, and an inaudible cry for help sounded.

As the belly of the fat corpse rolled more widely, the hoarse cry for help gradually amplified.

Grunt~

The unpleasant sound of tar churning filled the room, and it suddenly opened its eyes as it was oozing tar.

Beside it, Gao Wuxian, with a pale complexion and blue lips, stood up on one leg with one hand on the wall.

A fist-sized hole in his chest exposed a broken rib, and the blood gushing out of it stained half of his body.

There was confusion in his eyes, but beyond that, there was more of a madness that could not be seen.

Ahh

His silent roar attracted the tar ghosts who were in the same room.

Resentful, crazy.

The two strange lines of sight met each other.

The horror in the building began to surge from this moment.

On the other side, Gao Wuxiao, who didn't know the changes downstairs for the time being, took Xu Jiaming and the three of them up the stairs and came all the way to the fifth floor.

The staircase climb was uneventful and eerie, and it didn't come as the dangerous attack he had imagined.

But what do you seem to hear?

Gao Wuxian's fingers clasped his ears, but he deducted the tar of his fingers.

Just now, he seemed to hear someone calling for help?

Gao Wuxiao frowned, and looked back at the dark and deep corridor with some discomfort.

A familiar palpitation welled up in his heart, and he didn't have time to think about it and rushed forward abruptly.

The next moment he only heard a muffled sound, and he could feel that he had knocked someone down before he turned back in time.

Xu Jiaming, who was following him, suddenly ran up and hurriedly followed when they saw Gao Wuxian, and really saw the appearance of the person who was knocked down by Gao Wuxian.

"How is that possible?"

Xu Jiaming couldn't help but exclaim, gritted his teeth, his knuckles turned white, and Ning Ting Chen beside him was at a loss, his face full of surprise.

Noticing that the three of them looked wrong, Gao Wuxiao turned around vigilantly, but what caught his eyes were four very familiar faces.

Right in front of him, Gao Wuxiao, Xu Jiaming, Ning Ting, and Chen Youyou were standing in front of him!

Living? Or is it an illusion created by a delusional ghost!?

Before he had time to think, Gao Wuxiao pounced before the other party raised the muzzle.

"What the hell are you!"

Gao Wuxian, who was knocked down head-on, screamed hoarsely, but the action of raising the gun was interrupted by the monster with a face covered in pitch-black slime.

The peculiar smell of tar penetrated his nostrils, and he roared uncontrollably in a rage, and the muzzle of the Desert Eagle gun from the so-called veteran was slammed into the chest and abdomen of the comer.

"It doesn't matter what you are! Die to me! ”

The trigger was pulled by him, and the high-pitched gunshots rang out one after another, but the tar-covered humanoid monster on his body didn't seem to be affected at all?

"Help!"

The shouts fell, and Xu Jiaming, who was behind him, suddenly raised the fire extinguisher and smashed it down on the monster's head.

"Ahh

But it was himself who felt the pain, Gao Wuxian stared at his already twisted calf, and his eyes were cracking.

The tar monster's movements were so agile that it shrank back after Xu Jiaming smashed the fire extinguisher, narrowly dodging his attack.

But his calf was smashed by a fire extinguisher.

"You'd better not shoot!"

The tar monster whispered a warning in a hoarse and unpleasant voice, but how could Gao Wuxian, who had rushed down from the sixth floor, be willing to be the fish on the chopping board?

In response to the tar monster was another gunshot.

"What are you talking about!"

Gao Wuxiao's face was extremely hideous, and the muzzle of the raised gun exploded one after another.

Bang bang bang –

The tar monster staggered back from the bullet, but when Gao Wuxian looked closely, it didn't seem to have suffered any fatal injuries except for a little blood from where it was shot.

"What the hell is this monster!"

Gao Wuxiao's miserable face was filled with a little despair.

The tar monster was silent for a long time when he heard this, and said slowly, "It's you." ”

The tar monster touched his chest and abdomen that had been hit by the bullet, and he was in a trance for a while.

He seems to be half-ghosted, and even if he shoots at the muzzle of the gun, except for some excessive pain, it does not cause him real damage.

The tar monster's words were stunned.

Seeing that the tar monster didn't attack further, Gao Wuxuan stood up with the help of Xu Jiaming, and asked with an ugly face, "What do you mean by this?" ”

"Literally."

The Tar Ghost took a step forward, and from behind him, out of the three people who were familiar with Gao Wuxian.

The moment he saw the three of them, Gao Wuxian's eyes widened suddenly.

"How is that possible?"

The seven of them were speechless, but they didn't hide their surprise.

Except for Gao Wuxian, whose face was covered with tar, the other six people were not bad at all in terms of appearance and demeanor.

Because he had seen himself in advance, he was not too surprised by the scene in front of him.

It's a pity that now he still needs to maintain a semi-ghost to block the confused ghost, otherwise he also wants to see what kind of expression "Gao Wuxian" will look like when he sees himself.

"How? Do you understand? ”

The high unharmed sound of the tar cover is hoarse and unpleasant.

In front of him, Gao Wuxiao, who understood the current situation, nodded lightly, his face was very ugly.