The blood-colored figures squirmed, and the supernatural and the reality seemed to have long intersected, even if the silver light broke through the blockade, the people in the conference room had already been taken to some supernatural place.

After discovering that he was being spied on, the bromine ghost directly set up a trap and chose to wait for the rabbit. Now, as the blood-colored numbers dissipated, the scene in the conference room changed, and even the fifteen telegraphs disappeared.

Liang Xingyang squinted his eyes and stood motionless in place, when he found that the scene in the conference room had suddenly changed, and he appeared in the desolate and abandoned ancient walled city.

The sky was overcast, with only a faint glow emanating from it. Surrounded by three old-fashioned tube buildings, the doors of the shops downstairs are closed, the signs of the shops have long been rusted and broken, and the tattered old newspapers and various household garbage are scattered in the open space, and it seems that no one lives here.

It's just weird that there is an iron basin at the door of every shop downstairs, the iron basin is a little rusty, it seems that no one has used it for a long time, but there is still a thick layer of paper ash left by burning paper money, and even the air is filled with a burning smell.

"The Walled City?" Bromine Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, and he found the full name of this desolate and abandoned city from the shop signboard, and looked up along the signboard to see the red wooden windows that were closed one after another.

The next moment.

"Crunch!" The sound of windows being opened in the silence of the walled city, and not a family, came and went, and the occupants of the building discovered his presence.

Liang Xingyang looked up and suddenly found that there were people standing at the window with strange expressions.

It was a group of people who looked like corpses that had been dead for a long time, white, black, and brown-skinned.

Judging from the strange and cold temperament on the other party, these people are all ghost handlers without exception. There were at least fifty of them standing at the red window, and he was watching the group of occupants, who were silently spying on him.

The three tube buildings gathered ghost riders from all over the world, and chose to live here because the city suppressed the revival of ghosts.

This group of people is not an ordinary ghost handler, despite the suppression of the walled city, the body is still very seriously eroded by the supernatural, and the ordinary people have already died, and the ghosts have been revived.

But they lived in the walled city, and they were still dying.

"Leave now, or wait for the ghost to appear?" Liang Xingyang frowned, hesitated for a moment in his heart, and then decided to wait patiently, hoping that the ghost would appear.

The supernatural places are essentially ghost spaces, as long as you find the location corresponding to reality and use the more powerful ghost snake erosion, you can invade it, just like leaving the ghost post office.

If he leaves here, it means that he will not suffer from the unknown risks that exist in the Walled City. But this also means that the clues to investigate the seven powerful ghosts with living intelligence will be completely broken.

It was very difficult for Bromine to find these seven ghosts from the vast sea of people, and there was almost no way except to wait for the other party to take the initiative to reveal his whereabouts.

The most worrying thing is the snowball effect, I'm afraid it's not him who goes to the other party, but the other party who directly comes to besiege him.

Liang Xingyang looked at his eyes, and felt that the supernatural aura in the walled city was very strong, gathering at least nearly a hundred supernatural aura, and the supernatural oppression formed was unbelievable, but it was not enough to scare him away.

It was silent, and the atmosphere was eerily oppressive. Suddenly. On the roof of the building, an old man in a dirty old suit, with a short white beard, and a monocle in his left eye, appeared, and his dead eyes spied on the people downstairs.

He is the landlord, the king who is a remnant of the king's organization. After being approached by the Forager Organization and successfully changing his identity, he became it, revived as a ghost, and became a ghost with the wisdom of a living person.

After a period of revival, the Bromine perfected its puzzle and built the Horror Apartment Building into a Walled City.

"The occupant who kills this person will be exempt from rent forever." The old landlord's voice was hoarse and stiff, without a little mood swing, as if he had just learned to speak.

As a landlord, he is using his power to order the occupants here. Liang Xingyang squinted his eyes, he had dealt with the captain and found that something was wrong with the old landlord.

No matter how well the ghost is hidden, it is not a ghost handler, and the completely dead temperament on the ghost gives people the feeling of the most desperate horror, as long as the ghost handler still has a trace of humanity, it is impossible to disguise it.

At this moment, with the delivery of the landlord's old man's order, most of the ghost riders in the red window quickly disappeared.

There were only two or three ghost riders with indifferent expressions, their eyes were empty and numb, and they looked down at Liang Xingyang condescendingly, as if they were looking at a dead man, but they didn't do anything, as if the landlord's old man's reward for exempting rent could not impress them.

In addition, there were several ghost riders who stayed temporarily, their expressions were excited, and the eyes on their rotten faces were still green, like hungry wolves who had been hungry for a few meals and had already been hungry, looking down at Liang Xingyang was more like watching a fat meal.

But the reason why they are still here is not that they don't look down on the landlord's reward for exempting the rent, it's just that their brains are delirious due to the eccentric erosion, and their reaction speed is not as fast as others.

The rent in the Walled City is actually the daily work of the ghost rider residents to appease their neighbors, which is the only way to maintain the normal operation of the apartment building.

The old landlord is the caretaker of the walled city, and once he finds that a resident is not working, he will stop the supernatural suppression of the room, so that the resident can completely revive the ghost.

And the residents living in the apartment building are not all ghost handlers, but more are actually ghosts. Keeping the ghosts in apartment buildings for long periods of time will make the ghosts restless, so there are times when paranormal confrontations are necessary to calm the ghosts' restlessness.

However, there is a great risk that the ghost rider will fight against the ghost, and if you are not careful, you will die and become a revived ghost.

Bromine, but now just kill the person and have a chance to get permanent residence in the apartment. You don't have to fight against the ghosts in the building every day, and take great risks to calm the restlessness of the ghosts.

A minute later, more than thirty ghost riders ran out of the corridors of the three buildings, all with greedy and terrifying expressions, as if they were going to choose someone to devour in the next moment.

An eerie atmosphere spreads among these unfamiliar residents, and time passes like the edge of a volcanic eruption, making it difficult to breathe.

Erupt. Rush! Someone couldn't wait, like a hungry shark smelling blood, and quickly approached Liang Xingyang.

Liang Xingyang said with an indifferent expression: "Since you don't have the courage to deal with supernatural events, then you have to accept your fate." Doing things for the ghost chooses to live like a mess of mud, you have no reason to live, so let me send you on your way. "The bromine silver light ghost snake emitted, and wisps of silver light surged, and all the ghost riders who stepped on the ghost snake seemed to be photogenic, and disappeared in an instant in the powerful supernatural pull.

The ghost riders who couldn't fight the superimposed ghosts were all imprisoned. Liang Xingyang's eyes flickered, and many ghost mirrors burst like fireworks, and among the more than 30 miniature mirrors, the figures who were constantly struggling were reflected.

"And you!" He looked up at the old landlord upstairs, his eyes becoming cold.