Zhang Fan read it quickly, three lines at a glance, but after reading each piece of information, the coolness in his heart will be even stronger, especially when he saw the last sentence of the black leather manual, Zhang Fan's heart seemed to sink into the abyss.

Because the Black Leather Manual actually told him that he would die on the basement floor. When he saw the half-cut red-clothed ghost, he would die.

The black manual does not mention anything about the Parachants, which means that the Paransic did not save his life either.

The hairs on Zhang Fan's back stood up, and the cells in his whole body were constantly screaming because of fear, and the cold sweat was dense and more and more, sliding down his forehead.

Holding the left hand of the black leather manual, it was shaking uncontrollably. The fear of the unknown permeated Zhang Fan's heart.

He didn't understand why he came to Treasure Island this time, and he encountered such a terrifying desperate situation, did he really have to die this time?

"Here..... What the hell is the place? Zhang Fan's lips trembled a little, and he asked with an ugly face.

As he asked this sentence, all the font information that appeared on the first page of the black manual was quickly erased by some kind of supernatural power, until it was completely gone, and four bloody characters suddenly appeared.

【Demon Cave Ghost Domain!】 】

"Demon Cave Ghost Domain? No wonder..... There will be so many powerful ghosts here....." Zhang Fan looked shocked and muttered in a low voice.

"Brother Fan, the footsteps are getting closer and closer!!" Wang Fugui pulled Zhang Fan's clothes and shouted in a fearful whisper.

"Don't be afraid!!"

"You'll listen to me in a minute!" Although he was afraid of death in his heart, Zhang Fan still mustered up the courage to comfort Wang Fugui and the others.

encountered a desperate situation this time, it can be said that he indirectly harmed Wang Fugui and the others, even if he will die here, if he has the opportunity, he must do his best to send them out.

"Wait a minute, there's going to be a terrifying red-clad ghost coming in, and when she comes in, you can just pretend you didn't see it!! Ignore him. The sound of barefoot footsteps in the corridor was getting closer and closer, and Zhang Fan's heart was uneasy to the extreme.

"Okay, we'll all listen to you!" Wang Fugui trembled and responded.

"Smack! Smack! The sound of crisp footsteps finally came to the elevator. The smell of corpses and formalin reached the extreme, and the three Zhang Fan in the elevator almost vomited.

At this moment, a bloody female nurse in red walked in. She lowered her head, wore a blood-colored nurse's uniform, and said nothing, and when she came to the elevator, she stood still.

The temperature of the air has dropped to the bottom, and the pungent smell has become more and more intense. At this moment, Lele, who was riding on Zhang Fan's neck, was also so frightened that he choked up.

Zhang Fan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and took Lele back to the ghost frame, like this situation, Lele couldn't help anymore, instead of staying outside and being afraid, it was better to take him back to the ghost frame.

This red-clothed ghost is very fierce, unprecedentedly fierce, Zhang Fan faintly feels that even if he summons a parasitic spirit, it is estimated that he may not be able to fight her.

But fortunately, the first red-clothed ghost to enter the elevator is harmless, and it is the red-clothed ghost on the fifth floor who will kill people.

Zhang Fan held his breath, freed up a hand to bypass the red-clothed ghost, and pressed the elevator button, and in the next moment, the elevator began to descend slowly.

The speed of the elevator descent is not very fast, and every second is tormenting for Zhang Fan. Soon, the elevator finally came to the fifth floor, and a poignant and gentle song came from a distance.

"Hurry up and crouch, this ghost will kill the living people standing in the elevator!" The moment Zhang Fan heard the singing, he almost forgot to breathe, and hurriedly reminded Wang Fugui and the others loudly.

When Wang Fugui and the others heard this, they struck a fierce spirit and squatted down. The singing came to an abrupt halt after a few seconds, and then the elevator door they were in hummed shut and began to descend slowly.

From the opening of the elevator door to the present, Zhang Fan has not seen any ghosts come in, although he doesn't know why, but Zhang Fan also understands in his heart that maybe the red-clothed ghosts on the fifth floor may have come in, because they squatted, the red-clothed ghosts did not attack them.

The elevator continued to descend, and in the blink of an eye, it came to the fourth floor. The elevator doors open on the fourth floor, and the corridors here are lit up with blood-colored lights, and the surroundings are quiet, indescribably eerie.

At this moment, the sound of a child laughing came from the depths of the hallway, and then a bare-bottomed child wearing a red belly pocket crawled from the ceiling, climbed into the elevator in an instant, and then stopped moving.

Obviously, the space in this elevator is not very large, but these three terrible red-clothed ghosts, plus Zhang Fan and the three, are not as crowded as they imagined.

The elevator doors close and continue to descend. After a while, he came to the third floor, and then opened it again. The corridor on the third floor is dilapidated, as if it was built in the last century, the floor tiles are full of turquoise mold, and the surroundings are full of devastation, as if it has gone through the baptism of time, and the lights, the yellowed lamps flicker with dim light, hanging on the ceiling and swaying, as if they may fall down at any time.

Zhang Fan found that there was only one ward on the three floors, and there was a crack in the door in this ward, as if something was coming out of it.

"Squeak!" The old black wooden door of the three-story ward creaked and opened automatically, and then three old men with red crutches and waist poles staggered out.

The heads of the three old men were wrapped in black bags, and they couldn't see what they looked like. They walked unusually slowly, like snails.

Zhang Fan wanted to try to press the elevator door and close it, but at this time, the elevator seemed to be disturbed by some kind of supernatural force and could not be closed, as if the three old men with red crutches did not come for a moment, and the elevator could not be closed for a moment.

It took about fifteen minutes before they stepped into the elevator. Zhang Fan and the others squatted on the ground, their feet were a little numb, but they still didn't dare to get up, because once they got up, they would be killed by the invisible red-clothed ghost, so even if they were uncomfortable, they had to continue to endure.

The elevator descended again and came to the second floor again. As soon as the elevator door on the second floor opened, three women in red dresses immediately squeezed in.

Their faces were obscured by their long black hair, and they could not see their faces. One of the tall women, standing very close to Zhang Fan, was a stone's throw away, blocking in front of him.

Zhang Fan felt the eerie and cold feeling coming from the other party, and the uneasiness in his heart reached the extreme. Zhang Fan's mood at this time was full of restlessness, because this time after the elevator door was closed, he would go directly to the basement floor, and his death time would also come.

"Are you okay?" Just when Zhang Fan was nervous, an eerie and terrifying voice suddenly rang in his ears.