Just when Ma Liang was looking for Yan Li, Liu Qi turned back to the street of the department store, holding a handful of soil in his hand.

The strange thing is that Liu Qi didn't use a plastic bag to pack it, but held it in his hand, and stumbled into the department store, for fear that the soil in his hand would be scattered.

The soil in Liu Qi's hands also looks unusual, it is obviously broad daylight, but there are wisps of green smoke floating above the soil, and you really can't see it if you don't look carefully.

Even though Liu Qi's hands trembled slightly, the soil in his hands did not scatter in the slightest, but gathered steadily in Liu Qi's hands as a whole.

There is no doubt that this piece of soil is a supernatural item, and it does not look low-level, and it is also the confidence that Liu Qi can come here now.

The mall that was closed was gloomy, and the doors and windows of the originally lively shops were locked at the moment, and the light shining in from behind reflected Liu Qi's shadow forward, as if he was moving towards the abyss.

Gritting his teeth, Liu Qi walked towards the mall with the soil in his hand, due to the restriction of his hands, Liu Qi's movement was a little inconvenient, so he could only walk forward step by step.

The mall had already lost power when it was closed, so Liu Qi was trying to adapt to the darkness at the moment.

In the lobby on the first floor of the mall, there are several indoor potted plants with green plants, which are located on both sides of the elevator entrance.

A wisp of black stands out slightly in the emerald green potted plant, and the silk is wrapped around some green leaves, which looks particularly weird.

What is it? Liu Qi cautiously leaned forward, here, he was unwilling to release a trace of details, details determine success or failure, and carelessness would lose his life.

Liu Qi held the soil and used his elbow to pluck the lush green leaves, it was some hair! He actually found a black hair in a potted plant!

Wrong! It's a human head! Liu Qi stretched out his foot tremblingly, kicked the head over, and when he saw the front of the head, Liu Qi was first startled, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

I saw that the upturned head was painted with exaggerated makeup, the plastic skin looked dull, and the face was seriously sunken, which was a model head!

Seeing that it was not a real head, Liu Qi felt relieved, but why did the model's head appear here, who twisted it off, looking at this trace, did it fall from downstairs?

Just hit the potted plant, the black hair was wrapped around the green leaves, looking at the soil traces in the potted plant, Liu Qi thought in his heart, raised his head and looked at the tall buildings of the mall.

Liu Qi saw a scene that made him extremely frightened, in his sight, a black dot was constantly magnifying, bang, a loud bang, and the black dot fell not far from the elevator.

There was a mannequin whose head was dropped! This time it was not so lucky, it landed in a potted plant, but smashed directly on the cold tile floor, shattering and falling apart.

Liu Qi kept observing the surroundings, and he was desperate to find that there were more than a dozen model heads, large and small, with different injuries, all over the elevator.

Here's the next model head rain! Also, there's someone downstairs? Or a ghost? Liu Qi swallowed his saliva with difficulty, looked at the elevator under his feet, and suddenly took a little step, and his body seemed to be frozen.

Fear crawled all over Liu Qi's body, and the fear of death was stronger than his ambition at the moment, and the pride of putting his life out of his body before began to fade away.

has never faced the supernatural, ordinary people can only rely on imagination, and although Liu Qi has experienced the knocking ghost incident, he is also a marginal character throughout the whole process, and he has not really faced the horror of the ghost.

And now, without even seeing the face of the ghost, Liu Qi has begun to retreat, and the cruel killing methods of the ghost in those horror movies continue to appear in his mind.

Can you really become a ghost rider? Liu Qi began to doubt himself, but when he saw the soil in his hand, his eyes began to become firm.

This soil was dug out of a grave by himself, and after digging it out at that time, there were many strange phenomena, and I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, so I just scattered it on the ground at random.

As a result, after the knocking ghost incident a few days ago, Liu Qi realized that the place he went to was not an ordinary place, so he hurried back to the grave point.

Fortunately, the grave was still scattered on the ground as it was at that time, and the terrifying thing was that a corpse hung from a crooked-necked tree not far away.

Pale complexion, purple-black tongue spitting out of his mouth, traces of blood from his chin, as if he had bitten off his tongue when he hanged himself.

When Liu Qi saw this scene, he felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly collected the grave soil on the ground, and left quickly, the strange thing is that the grave soil is not bumpy in his hands.

It seemed to be glued to his hands, but Liu Qi felt that when he was holding the grave, his body seemed to be gradually weakening, and his heartbeat slowed down a lot.

That's right! I still have this grave soil, if I really don't block this time, the next time a supernatural event happens in my own home, there will really be nowhere to run!

Liu Qi began to walk up, it seemed that he didn't take a few steps, and a model head fell from the sky, and even as Liu Qi continued to approach the upstairs, the frequency began to increase.

As if the upstairs was not a ghost, but artificial, it was driving Liu Qi away, and he didn't want Liu Qi to continue to go up.

However, Liu Qi didn't feel this, in his heart of fear, he had already imagined the actions of the ghost upstairs, constantly unscrewing the model's head to make up for his body, and discarded it casually when he felt that it was inappropriate.

Liu Qi only felt that the atmosphere was getting more and more weird, and the constant sound of landing made him feel a little more irritated in fear, and soon, the sound stopped.

The model's head no longer fell down, and the mall regained its calm, leaving only the sound of auditory hallucinations still in Liu Qi's ears.

When the mall really quiets down, the wordless fear begins to shine, and often at this time, imagination is the most terrible thing.

In Liu Qi's imagination, the clothing model in the glass on the side seems to be looking at himself, the shadows in the corner seem to be flowing, and the reflection in the glass seems to be smiling at himself.

There was a burst of goosebumps, Liu Qi quickly closed his eyes and let his brain empty, if he continued, he would be incapacitated and completely occupied by fear.

He heard the sound of falling objects upstairs, and Liu Qi continued to walk up, and behind him, a mannequin head slowly rolled out of the dark corner.

Unlike the other heads, the makeup on this model's head is exaggerated and a little scary, and at his neck, a trace of blood begins to spill, drawing a blood line on the ground.

What Liu Qi didn't notice was that the grave soil in his hand, which was originally thunderous, began to dissipate a little bit......