Bai Su stood in the aisle of the restroom.

The surroundings are empty, and after seeing it with my own eyes, there is a real feeling that other customers have completely disappeared.

Next up...... Bai Su turned around.

The head of the man who had been clinging to the top of the cubicle and had continued to observe him with enthusiastic gaze had retracted, and Bai Su looked at the compartment on the right.

The fourth room from the left is where the ghost begging for toilet paper is, and now there is no movement, and the door is locked from the inside, and it is pushed from the outside without being pushed open.

Bai Su knew that the ghost had not left.

He knocked on the door, and the knock of "tuk tuk" echoed again in the empty bathroom, like a countdown to life.

After knocking twice and putting down his hand, Bai Su crossed his hands and turned forward and stretched forward, then he pinched the door panel that had just been removed, slowly lifted it, and suddenly slammed down on the door of the fourth room.

The door panel was so heavy that it could not be easily lifted by a single person, at least in other places, and the scene was surprising in other places, but now there was no audience, only one victim.

The door to the fourth compartment was smashed open.

The toilet ghost who looked down to pick up the woman's severed palm dodged just in time, and the broken wooden door grazed its slender neck and slammed into the toilet tank behind it.

The tank shattered, and a large amount of sewage gushed out of it, splashing all over the walls, drenching the ghosts in black overalls.

Bai Su blocked it with the piece in his hand for the first time, so it was not affected.

The toilet ghost looks ordinary, and despite its long neck and pale complexion, it looks like a middle-aged and gloomy man.

There are many broken chapters on its sides, men, women, old people, and even children, which is enough to see how much evil it has done.

The toilet ghost saw that it was not good, and consciously kicked the iron plate, and it wanted to turn around and run.

The slender neck circled a few times to retract its normal length, and the gloomy-looking ghost didn't care about the severed human palms that had not yet been stored, and it drove the white paper in the compartment to turn into a flying block.

The paper rolled straight at the white door, and when he reached out to grab it, the white strip flickered and drooped downward, hooking the human neck and beginning to shrink.

The feeling of suffocation came from his neck, and Bai Xu opened his mouth, wanting to breathe more air.

Perhaps the scope of sewage spraying is a bit large, and the flexibility of the rolling paper is not as good as the toilet paper ghost thinks, and the hands and feet of the black-haired young man have softened in a few places, and they are about to crack.

But it doesn't matter, it's already touched the toilet, as long as it can be thrown in...... Cast...... Enter......

The toilet ghost that was trying to drill into the toilet seat couldn't move any further, and its slender neck was held from behind.

Then there was a hard pull from behind, and the toilet ghost was pulled back in a distorted upward fashion.

It sees...... It saw the black-haired young man who was wrapped in a roll of paper wrapped around his throat and was not breathing heavily, pulling it off the toilet with one hand.

Bai Su tore off the toilet ghost against the door frame, threw it back and threw it on the ground outside, and then stepped on it, trampling the toilet ghost there and unable to escape.

After doing this, he coughed violently several times.

The roll paper was still tightening, the edges of the paper were already embedded in the skin, and nothing was flowing where it should have been bleeding.

The attack strength of this roll paper is much stronger than the ghost's own ghost claws.

His current appearance is not very good-looking, and the pervasive rolling paper drills through the seams, covering his bare skin in circles.

The damage is not high, and it is a bit of a hindrance to action.

The knuckles are cut between the flesh of the neck and the roll of paper, which can be torn apart, but it takes some effort.

Bai Su thought for a moment and looked down at the initiator of everything.

"As long as you are solved, these papers will get out of control, right?" Bai Su asked to himself.

He raised his arms in the air, and the remaining half of the wooden thorns of the door panel were pointed at the toilet ghost, who looked at him in horror and desperately drove the roll of paper to pull the man's arm back.

It's a dead ghost, but that doesn't mean it won't die again.

The toilet ghost claw gripped it again, and it grabbed Bai Su's calf and lifted it up hard, but it didn't do anything but leave black scratches on its skin.

Why...... Wait a minute, what the hell is going on with this human being!

The wound healed slowly, leaving only a black mark proving that the toilet ghost had tried, just like those on the neck, and no red came out.

The last act before its consciousness dissipated was a wooden plank stuck in its mouth, forcing its jaw to open wide, and it seemed to hear the sound of its jawbone shattering.

Ghost...... It turns out that it hurts too......

Bai Su unloaded his strength and stood up straight with the door panel.

The wooden plank that was stuck deep in the mouth of the toilet ghost almost cut its head in the middle, but it was almost the same, and when Bai Su pulled the door panel away, he could see that only some flesh and skin were sticky, and the rest was compressed and crushed.

Discarding the door panel stained with ghostly black oil-stained blood, Bai Su began to clean up the white paper wrapped around his body.

The coiled paper loses the power bonus of the ghost, and it breaks as soon as it is pulled.

Then came new problems.

The dry part was pulled down, but the sticky ones that were wet with water stuck to their bodies, and they were slightly entangled between eating and changing, and Bai Su felt that he couldn't grieve his stomach.

The entire bathroom was hazy for a moment, and the white su who reappeared was refreshed.

Solving the toilet ghost who was blind and still in the way, Bai Su wanted to find the fragrance that appeared before.

As soon as he stepped away, he felt like he had stepped on something.

When I looked down, a piece of paper appeared in the place where the toilet ghost was lying in the place, and the toilet ghost disappeared completely.

Bai Su bent down and picked up the piece of paper from the ground.

It's not so much a piece of paper as a card with a special style.

In the upper left corner, a capital R is written, and in the center is a realistic picture of a toilet ghost, which looks like a shooting record, and directly below there are a few lines of small print under the name of the toilet ghost.

Bai Su took a closer look and found that it was an explanation of the toilet ghost.

The toilet ghost turned out to be a human being, and it has experienced a series of changes, and the specific story is complicated, in summary, it is that he was trapped in the bathroom because he was pranked because he had no toilet paper, but he didn't want to die because of an accident, and his resentment made him a ghost.

Bai Su flipped over the paper, and the back of the toilet ghost was written in the way of killing.

It will randomly select humans in the bathroom to ask for toilet paper, and the probability of being targeted when left alone is greater, whether to give him paper or not, the final destination is death.

The ghost is cunning, and it has all sorts of reasons to think that you have disobeyed him.

"Recently, this ghost has also developed a new scary way, please pay attention to the player~"

Bai Su read out the last line of small words, and then he frowned.

Players, who are the players?

Before he could figure it out, there was a creak.

He looked up, and the bathroom door was not pushed, and he slowly opened it inward.

It was as if someone was inviting him out.