Inside the B7 building.

The elevator has been completely out of service, and the building is eerie.

Blood splatters could be seen everywhere in the hall on the first floor, but there was not a single body.

Huang Xikong passed through the glass door and sneaked into the elevator to investigate the situation.

He had a general understanding of the specific situation, and there may have been people trapped in the elevator at the time of the incident, but according to his judgment of the situation in this building, the people inside should be more than lucky.

The elevator did not fall and stopped on the 7th floor.

Huang Xikong floated to the elevator on the seventh floor, looked at the wide-open elevator door, and gently brushed the tip of his nose with his slender five fingers.

There was a foul smell in the air.

There were no bodies in the elevator, and certainly no living people.

It's just that in the small silver-white space, dark red blood can be seen everywhere, even the walls and ceilings around the elevator.

Huang Xikong floated out of the elevator, and the rune paper in his hand lit up.

Xia Zhihuai's voice came out: "Huang Xikong, have you met someone?" ”

"Nope."

Huang Xikong took the rune paper and floated forward along the blood stains on the ground.

Wanwan grabbed Xia Zhihuai's arm and brought her round face close to the edge of the rune paper.

"Did you see a bloody corpse?"

"Not either."

Huang Xikong felt that these two brothers and sisters were a bit annoying, but even if they had a broken face, they did not cut off contact with them.

The magnetic field in this building has been disrupted by yin qi and ghost qi, and no electronic devices can send signals, so at this time, it is still necessary to rely on Wanwan to draw a communication charm.

"Where are you now?"

Xia Zhihuai sat on the chair downstairs and looked up at the building.

"The seventh floor."

"How's it going?"

Huang Xikong's forehead jumped twice: "It's not good." ”

"What's wrong?"

Huang Xikong was a little annoyed: "Can you come in and solve it?" ”

Xia Zhihuai was stunned and expressionless: "......"

Wanwan took the rune paper in Xia Zhihuai's hand, approached and said, "I can solve it, you tell me." ”

Huang Xikong sneered: "Solve a fart." ”

Wanwan's cheeks suddenly bulged, and her little eyebrows rose upside down: "Why are you still scolding!" ”

Xia Zhihuai reminded in the back: "Don't teach bad children, Huang Xikong." ”

"You two brothers and sisters are really verbose."

Wanwan immediately put what she learned into practice: "Long-winded fart!" ”

Xia Zhihuai knocked his finger on her head, and his tone was dangerous: "Tao Wanwan, don't learn from him!" ”

"If you talk dirty, you will be deprived of a week's worth of snacks."

Wanwan covered her head and wailed: "Don't~"

Life is only a snack and animation can not be disappointed!

Huang Xikong chuckled lightly, and quickly walked around the public area on the seventh floor, but he didn't see any living people or dead people.

He tried to stumble through the wall, but was caught off guard and was bounced off by a white light.

It wasn't until he was thrown out of the outer wall of the building that Huang Xikong controlled his body and looked inside the building in surprise.

Unbelieving, he continued to probe the temptation, and an unfamiliar force pushed him out of the wall, making it impossible to get in at all.

Huang Xikong picked up the talisman seal, and the yin qi was lightly touched on it, and it was immediately connected to the outer silk.

"There's something strange about this building, I'm fine walking around the hallway, but I can't get through the walls, I can't get into the house."

Wanwan thought for two seconds: "Maybe there are feng shui arrays in some homes, or ornaments to suppress evil spirits......

Just like herself, as a peach wood fairy, after her strength is restored, the place where she is is will generally be detoured.

However, except for Huang Xikong, he has the power of merit not to mention, and there is also a talisman seal she gave him, so he can float around in their house.

Huang Xikong didn't understand the reason, and he couldn't get in on the seventh floor, so he went upstairs to try.

But without exception, all failed.

Floating all the way to the 18th floor, he suddenly felt refreshed.

"Bang bang bang-"

There was a lot of noise coming from upstairs.

He also clearly felt that the yin qi and ghost qi in the vicinity were getting heavier and heavier, and even the yin qi had begun to become viscous.

But for him, it was like a fish in water.

Huang Xikong went directly through the ceiling and stopped in the corridor on the 19th floor.

Even if it is a blue sky and white sun outside at the moment, there are no curtains in the glass window in front of you, but the light from outside cannot penetrate at all.

And the voice-activated lights in the hallway have long since disappeared.

Only the green emergency light in the corner of the wall still emits a faint glow.

Huang Xikong only half of his body passed through the ceiling, and the bloody corpses that were squeezed above his head stepped on his head one by one.

Although the corpse's feet stomped through the top of his skull and chest, it couldn't physically damage him at all, but this kind of stomping on his face was still very insignificant.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed the ankle of a bloody corpse, and pulled it down with all his might.

directly pulled the half body of the hideous-looking and screaming bloody corpse to the 18th floor.

The thoughtless corpse was stuck in the floor in a daze, and the screams in his mouth suddenly stopped for a moment.

Huang Xikong returned to the 19th floor again, floating in mid-air condescendingly watching the bloody corpse being trampled on its head, and clapped his hands contentedly.

It was the stupid thing that stepped on him the most.

After playing tricks on a bloody corpse, Huang Xikong began to observe the targets of a dozen bloody corpses.

It's the one at the end of the hallway.

The door had been slammed open, the air inside the room was solid, and the temperature around it was so low that people doubted life.

He didn't go to the house, his natural instinct for danger made him want to avoid it.

There's something very dangerous in there.

Faintly, he seemed to hear something different again.

Huang Xikong suddenly turned around, saw the corners of Zhan Fengcheng and Xuantong's clothes, and went upstairs directly.

……

As soon as Master Xuantong and Zhan Fengcheng arrived on the 19th floor, they were startled by a thick smell of blood.

When they appeared in the corridor, they looked at the dozen or so bloody corpses stuck in the doorway, and their eyes immediately turned red with anger.

More than a dozen bloody corpses, some wearing police uniforms, some wearing ordinary clothes......

But fortunately, I didn't see the children of the Demon Control Bureau.

After the living appeared, the blood corpse quickly smelled their breath and immediately turned around and pounced.

Master Xuantong's long white eyebrows were windless, and he waved his hand to throw out the Buddha beads in his hand, directly breaking the front teeth of the bloody corpse that pounced on them, and a small half of them fell to the ground.

Zhan Fengcheng stepped forward with his sword and forced all the remaining bloody corpses back.

But soon the bloody corpses slowly rose from the ground, as if they did not feel pain, and only knew how to attack the living.

In the room at the end of the corridor, a woman's terrible scream suddenly sounded.

Zhan Fengcheng and Xuantong were blocked, and the two of them looked anxious: "These bloody corpses can't be dealt with at all. ”

"The person is dead, and there is no sign of a demon possessing him......" Zhan Fengcheng muttered.

Xuantong's face was solemn: "First find a way to save people, there are still people alive in that house." ”

Although the breath is very weak, there is still hope for salvation.

I just don't know if it's an ordinary person inside, or those children from the Demon Management Bureau.

"We can't pass through, and we can't kill these powerful ghosts." Zhan Fengcheng twisted his eyebrows and thought of an idea, "Do you want to attack with fire?" ”

"Nope." Xuantong shook his head and glanced at the environment, "This is the nineteenth floor, if the fire attack will cause a fire, it will be even more troublesome to save people." ”

Zhan Fengcheng knew that fire attack was not a good idea, and took out three lightning strike talismans in distress: "These three lightning strike talismans were bought by me at a high price and used to deal with these blood corpse ......"

It's a bit of a waste.

Reluctant.

Xuantong held the twelve-finger-long five-wisdom vajra in his hand, raised his left hand, and hung the Buddha beads that flew back in the tiger's mouth again.

Zhan Fengcheng knew that the situation was urgent, and he didn't have time to feel sorry for the few lightning strike talismans, so he immediately tightened the talisman paper and summoned a muffled thunderbolt, which slashed at the menacing bloody corpse.

Thunder and lightning are shocks in the hexagram, which is the qi of heaven and earth yin and yang, representing the rich vitality, so it is also called the righteousness of heaven and earth.

All evils in the world are afraid of thunder and lightning.

There was a loud "click", and a thumb-thick purple thunder fell from mid-air, and several fine ones fell on top of the bloody corpse's head.

More than a dozen bloody corpses were scorched by the thunder and lightning, and circles of black smoke came out of their heads, staggering to the ground.

The two of them looked at the bloody corpse that finally fell to the ground, and Qi Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately rushed to the room at the end of the corridor.

When the two entered the house, Huang Xikong came down from the upper floor, holding the explosion head that was split by lightning, looking at their backs and gritting his teeth.

Sure enough, he still hates Taoist priests very much!

It's always black and white, hurting the innocent.

Hum~

The little milk voice echoed in the corridor through the messenger: "Uncle Huang, I just heard the sound of thunder, were you struck by lightning?" ”