Coming to the third floor, Liu Qi began to realize that something was wrong, and there began to be a gurgling sound around him, Liu Qi looked around, and there were only deserted shops.

Suddenly, the gurgling sound became louder and louder, and Liu Qi was horrified to find that this sound seemed to be coming from behind him! He jerked his head away

There is a mannequin head beating on the elevator, and the target is yourself! , Liu Qi's eyes revealed a trace of fear, a phenomenon that was even more weird than the previous model head rain, a model head actually jumped out of thin air in front of him, had he already met a ghost?

But how does it look different from the information Ma Liang gave him, now in front of him is a beating human head, and blood is constantly spilling on his neck, dyeing the black elevator with a hint of scarlet.

The blood began to converge downward along the elevator, and a blood line ran through the elevator, converging into a small pool of blood in the elevator mouth below.

In the process of jumping, the model's head collided with the elevator, and the paint on the face was constantly knocked and fell, making a gurgling sound.

There is no end to the blood in this man's head! Liu Qi had a frightened thought in his heart, and he didn't have a chance to think about it, so Liu Qi began to turn around and run.

Behind him, the model's head kept chasing him, and it seemed that the beating force was getting stronger and stronger, and the originally crisp gurgling sound began to turn into a dull thump thump.

Constantly echoing in the silent shopping mall, Liu Qi, who was running in front, only felt that his heart was stuffy, as if he was beating with the model's head.

Liu Qi ran to the door of a store, and suddenly felt a chill on his back, and a bleak cold feeling began to quickly spread from his back to his whole body, and Liu Qi's eyes began to be bloodshot.

“……”

Liu Qi wanted to open his mouth and shout to give himself courage, but when he opened his mouth, an obvious white gas floated out of his mouth, and now he was eroded and speechless.

He turned his head to see blood splattering in all directions as the beating force increased.

On the walls, on the glass, on the floor, there were dots of blood, and even the blood had been thrown on his body from a long distance.

Own grave soil did not work! Liu Qi felt desperately that his current frozen state had not improved much, even if he held the grave in his hand.

Liu Qi saw that the situation was getting more and more wrong, his eyes were bright, he gritted his teeth, handed the grave soil in his hand to his mouth, and took a bite hard!

As the grave soil entered Liu Qidu's body, Liu Qi's face began to turn iron-blue, and his eyes, which were originally bloodshot, all appeared black at this moment.

Not only is there green smoke around the grave, but now Liu Qi's side is also starting to overflow with green smoke, and he has been transformed into another creature!

But fortunately, as Liu Qi ate the grave soil, the original cold began to fade, as if the snow was melting, but instead of this coldness was indeed another force.

Liu Qi felt his state at the moment, has he become a ghost rider now? As his mind moved, the green smoke floating around him began to move with his will.

Liu Qi was overjoyed, now he had mastered the power of the supernatural! But in his mind, a shadow that he couldn't see clearly, an old man with gray hair, and countless grave bags!

But he didn't wait long for Liu Qi to be happy, and as time went by, these three images kept flashing in Liu Qi's mind and began to encroach on his consciousness as a living person.

Many memories in my mind have been replaced by these three paintings, as if these three paintings are all the meaning of Liu Qi at this moment.

The remaining grave soil that was originally held in his hand began to disappear gradually, not dissipating out of thin air, but gradually integrating into Liu Qi's body.

As the burial soil melted in, blue-black veins began to appear on Liu Qi's body, and in the center of these veins, there was a trace of brown thread.

The flickering pictures in his mind began to fade gradually, and Liu Qi understood that the grave soil gave him time to continue his life, and if he didn't make any changes, he would turn into a dementia who only remembered these three pictures!

Harness the headless ghost! Only in this way can Liu Qi live, and at this moment, he is in a special state, and he can clearly perceive that the model head beating behind him is a kind of supernatural power.

And upstairs, there is another supernatural force, domineering, numb, mechanical, as if repeating one thing over and over again.

Combined with the news that Ma Liang gave him, Liu Qi can be sure that there are two ghosts in this shopping mall! And from the perception point of view, it seems that the beating human head behind him is weaker.

Seem? A little broken?

Instead of moving forward, the beating model's head jumped in place, reaching the ceiling with a single jump, leaving a trail of dye on it.

After some thought, Liu Qi walked numbly to the head of the model that was constantly beating in place, compared to the unknown upstairs, it was obvious that the third floor that had been figured out by himself at the moment was much more stable.

Moreover, compared with the supernatural power, the supernatural power that beats the human head is also weaker, and the probability of being able to successfully control it is also higher.

made up his mind, as Liu Qi continued to get closer to the beating head, the beating frequency of the head continued to increase, and large swaths of blood splattered on Liu Qi's body.

The green smoke blocked a part of the blood, evaporating the blood into pieces of blood mist, and as soon as the remaining part of the blood that passed through the green smoke touched Liu Qi's body, it would be absorbed by the black and green veins on his body, adding a trace of blood color on the basis of the original brown.

For Liu Qi now, the supernatural power contained in the blood alone is no longer enough to threaten him, and the beating human head seems to know this truth.

quickly stopped the splashing of blood, as if someone was manipulating, and began to roll towards Liu Qi, Liu Qi didn't know what to do in the face of this situation, the head rolled quickly, and was about to crash into him.

Liu Qi had too little experience, and at this moment, he could only hurriedly call the green smoke around him to gather on the soles of his feet, and finally collided with the green smoke.

"Zizi"

As if in a pot of oil, the contact surface quickly boiled, and the paint and green smoke on the human head began to disappear rapidly, and in the end, the human head was superior, piercing through the green smoke and hitting Liu Qi's feet.

The pigment on the face began to fall off in large pieces, and the neck was not dripping blood, it turned out that what was splashed just now was not blood but a pigment that was extremely similar to blood, Liu Qi observed carefully.

At this moment, he didn't feel any discomfort, but the head under his feet didn't move, as if it was dead, Liu Qi bent down, ready to pick up the head and see how to control the head.

The human head that was about to be picked up by Liu Qi began to melt continuously, turning into a pile of flesh-colored paint, and the entire model's head was actually made of paint!

Behind him, there was a voice tinged with doubt.

"Why are you so strong, a ghost slave? This is the supernatural fragment that I copied with that vat of dye. ”