Chapter Eighty-Three: Entry
After fumbling until eleven o'clock, Wang Zun packed his things and prepared to leave.
He doesn't have much to worry about, his strength is very sufficient, Xiao Ling, Big Head, and Zhu Jin are not good stubble.
Xiao Ling is still a red-clothed ghost!
Although it was a little cowardly, it didn't prevent her from being a red-clothed ghost!
Calling bus No. 444, Wang Zun went straight to the big red shopping mall.
Bus No. 444 is not fast, and the body is in tatters, but it is very capable, and as long as there is a road, there is no place where it cannot go.
Best of all, it doesn't need to be refueled, which is very user-friendly!
It takes more than an hour to get from Phoenix Mountain to Dahong Shopping Mall, and when I arrived at my destination, it was already 0:30.
Located in an urban village, Dahong Shopping Mall is almost uninhabited and is about to be demolished, surrounded by black lights, empty houses, and even doors and windows have been demolished!
There was no one around, the night wind was whistling, and there were strange sounds everywhere, as scary as a ghost town.
Wang Zun walked into the urban village and found the big red shopping mall, which covers an extremely wide area, like a mountain located in the center of the city and village, and there is a huge square outside, and the shopping mall itself is already in tatters and full of holes.
Abandoned for ten years, even the most luxurious building is peeled off by this time.
Standing outside the broken gate of the big red shopping mall, Xiao Ling suddenly trembled, and frantically drilled into Wang Zun's armpit.
So fierce?
Wang Zun's eyebrows jumped, how could Xiao Ling say that he was also a red-clothed ghost, and there were more terrifying things in it than the red-clothed ghost?
Is it a ponytail woman's partner?
Wang Zun's armpit was painful, and Xiao Ling, the coward, kept burrowing his armpit like a mouse.
Gritting his teeth, he pulled out Xiao Ling, slapped her twice, and threw her into the backpack.
Xiao Ling: (°_°)
Turning on the light on his head and looking at the time, Wang Zun stepped into the gate of the big red shopping mall.
Quiescence!
Clutter!
Dark!
Wang Zun felt like he had stepped into an underground world, surrounded by miscellaneous objects!
I don't know where the iron sword is, Wang Zun can only find the companion of the ponytail woman first, but he doesn't know how to find it, so he can only turn around in the big red shopping mall.
It shouldn't be too dangerous here, but it's hard to say, it's always good to be careful!
The vast and tall, airy red shopping mall on all sides only has the sound of his own footsteps, Wang Zun tried his best not to make a sound, but there were too many debris on the ground, and he couldn't avoid it, and it would inevitably make a crunchy sound when he stepped on it.
There is no purpose, but Wang Zun feels that the first floor is the safest place, and if there is any danger, he can also go out of the gate as soon as possible.
Pulling out the ghost stick, pinching the lime powder in one hand, Wang Zun turned silently, and there were also various storefronts around the first floor, which were basically emptied, but there were still a lot of sundries and waste left.
The space in the lobby is also not wasted, and there are also some open-air storefronts, as well as a large children's playground.
Wang Zun did not act rashly, and was walking cautiously, when suddenly, a sparse voice suddenly sounded, like the sound of something rolling across the ground.
Turning his head to look, the light hit the direction of the sound, and Wang Zun's eyes shrank involuntarily.
A children's basketball rolled in the direction of the children's playground in the lobby and crashed into his feet.
Wang Zun's face trembled, the ghost beating stick in his hand was a little harder, and with a movement of his foot, he kicked the basketball back.
I'm 100% sure that there's a ghost thing in that children's playground.
Wang Zun didn't want to entangle with him, as long as the other party wasn't too excessive.
He was just about to leave the place when the basketball that had been kicked back into the darkness rolled out again, impartial, and crashed into his feet again.
Wang Zun frowned, and instead of continuing to kick the basketball back, he walked over directly.
The children's playground is surrounded by a fence with a ball park with foam boards, and all kinds of balls, without exception, these toy balls have been deflated.
Wang Zun walked into it and saw a brand-new tent propped up on the ground.
The tent is not large, but it is also used by children, and it also has a pattern of a pleasant goat on it.
The tent was open, and it was so dark that it was impossible to see what was there.
Inside?
Wang Zun was not sure, and just wanted to smash the tent, but at this time, a toy car drove out of the tent, and on the car was a toy doll sitting with a clown.
The color on the clown's face was almost gone, and the big red lips grinned, in Wang Zun's eyes, it was so hideous, so weird.
Wang Zun saw that the clown had some shadows, and the clown gave him a lot of pressure.
Is this a coincidence?
Or is it intentional?
Wang Zun squatted down and pushed the toy car into the tent.
As the toy was pushed, the clown toy figure on it moved, as if it had pounced on it with a smirk.
The toy cart was pushed into the tent for less than ten seconds before it was pushed out again.
This time, the doll clown on the toy car is gone.
What do you mean?
Playing psychological tactics with him, right?
Wang Zun won't get used to him, he will beat the ghost stick and smash the tent with one stick, so that you can hide!
Nothing!
This surprised Wang Zun, he was sure that there was a ghost thing in the tent, and he was playing with the cart!
Ran away?
Wang Zun glanced around, and for some reason, there was a chill on his neck, maybe it was because this ghost thing was shocked.
Leaving the children's park, Wang Zun prepared to go up to the second floor for a turn.
That's when it happened!
Passing by a storefront, Wang Zun suddenly stopped, his body trembled, and he didn't move.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the reflection on the glass door of the storefront, and he saw a figure riding around his neck.
The figure was not big, it was about three or four years old, and he was stretching out his hand and pinching his neck.
It turned out to be running here.
Wang Zun said how he didn't find the ghost in the tent, and the speed was quite fast, flashing to his neck.
It's a pity that there are thousands of ghost things, and I can't count that there is a red-clothed ghost in Wang Zun's backpack!
"Little Spirit!" Wang Zun let out a low snort!
The backpack was suddenly opened, and a paw covered with blood-colored hair stretched out, grabbed the ghost thing around Wang Zun's neck, and dragged it into the backpack.
The ghost didn't have time to react, didn't even have time to scream, didn't resist at all, and was dragged into the backpack.
The backpack was shaking, and Wang Zun didn't know how Xiao Ling did that, anyway, there was no sound after ten seconds.
Wang Zun didn't check, and walked to the second floor, the powerful flashlight on his head seemed to be a decoration, the effect was not very large, and the irradiated place was only about one meter at most, and it was still as dark as ink one meter away!
To Wang Zun's surprise, the escalator leading to the second floor was still there and had not been removed, and even the elevator not far away had been left.
Why not dismantle such a valuable thing?
Go up to the second floor!
The layout of the second floor is similar to that of the first floor, all of which are in a large circle style, surrounded by storefronts, but the middle position is a vacuum zone, like a water pipe!
In the middle of the vacuum, there are still a few vertical banners hanging from the fifth floor to the second floor, and the words printed on them have long been indistinguishable.
Wang Zun planned to go around on the second floor, and then go up to the third floor, he didn't know what the iron sword looked like, where it was, he could only find it by groping.
Bang!
Just took a turn, didn't find it, ready to go up to the third floor!
It was also at this time that a very loud sound of closing the door startled Wang Zun.
The sudden collision shocked everyone in this weird and quiet place!
Wang Zun looked in the direction where the sound came from, it was a short corridor, and the end of the corridor should be the bathroom, and the sound seemed to come from that location.
Wang Zun didn't plan to go and check, but he didn't plan to leave immediately.
Because he doesn't know if the ghost thing that makes the noise is the companion of the ponytail woman!
He was hesitant to go over, but he was not afraid, but he was just weighing whether it was necessary.
Bang!
There was another collision, and it was obvious that it was the sound of doors colliding!
Is it the wind?
Or is it something that is attracting him?
Bang!
Another bang!
This time, Wang Zun did not hesitate, walked over, grabbed the ghost stick, the lime powder had been kneaded into a flour ball, and at the slightest hint of wind and grass, he threw it forward!
It's a bathroom, both men and women, and there are three separate compartments in the bathroom!
Wang Zun first looked in at the door, and the big mirror on the wall was covered with dust, and even more so on the sink, and the faucet was gone.
Wang Zun stood at the door for five minutes, and did not hear the sound of smashing again.
Just as he was about to leave, the voice sounded again.
Against him?
Wang Zun walked into the bathroom and stood in place for a while, he was also an old rookie, and he was extremely familiar with the smell and taste of ghosts.
He was sure there was indeed a ghost here.
Gently pushing open the door to the first compartment with a ghost beater, there was nothing inside.
The second compartment, too!
The third compartment, still nothing!
It shouldn't be!
The sound was obviously the sound of the door being slammed shut, how could it not be in the compartment?
The bathroom is just such a small place, there is nowhere to hide!
Isn't it in the mirror again?
The mirror was covered with dust and there were no traces of being wiped.
It shouldn't be in the mirror.
Wang Zun stood in place, lost in thought.
It was also at this time that the neck suddenly felt sour and itchy, with a hint of coldness.
Wang Zun shuddered and turned his head suddenly.
I saw a strand of long hair hanging down in front of me, squirming like a hand, and quickly rushed up.
Wang Zun took a step back, smashed out the ghost stick, and smashed the black hair away.
When I looked up, my eyes widened involuntarily, and my scalp was numb all at once.
I saw that the partition board on the top of the bathroom disappeared, and in the boxy space, a head poked out, and the whole face was extremely gray, with bulging green muscles, round eyes, and a hideous smile.
Wang Zun really didn't expect this ghost thing to be on top of his head, and he was suddenly startled.
The long hair hung down, like a black python, and it jumped up again, the speed was very fast, and before Wang Zun could fight back, the black hair was already wrapped around his neck.
"Zhu Jin!"
"I found you a wife, see if it's suitable, it's just that your hair is a little longer!"
Zhu Jin: "......"