The taxi slowly stopped on the side of the road, Yan Yue looked at the desolation outside the car window and asked with some puzzlement.

"Master, where is this?"

The driver's eldest brother sneered, and he pointed in the direction of the front of the car.

"You follow the road, and you'll be there in about seven or eight minutes.

Little girl, that place is too evil, you can go there by yourself~"

Yan Yue looked at the sun that had risen to a high altitude outside the car window, and said in his heart that the driver's eldest brother was a little bolder, and he was afraid of being like this during the day~

Seeing her movements, the driver's eldest brother obviously understood her thoughts, and he couldn't help but say with some embarrassment.

"Hehe, don't look at it as daytime, to tell you the truth, that hell place is the same all the time!

If you really get into my car at night and say you want to come here, I won't pick it up and just drive people away. ”

Yan Yue nodded, got out of the car and walked forward after paying the money.

There are buildings and roads on both sides of the road, but there is no one, and even the gardening on the side of the road is overgrown with weeds, and it looks like no one has taken care of it for a long time.

After that incident, the three courtyards moved, and even the people who lived here before moved away.

The location of the Third Courtyard is already remote, and now it looks even more desolate when people go to the empty building, and it looks like an abandoned dead city at a glance.

The driver's eldest brother didn't lie, and a few minutes later, an overgrown abandoned building appeared in Yan Yue's sight, and there were several crooked signs on the top of the abandoned building-Yecheng Third Courtyard.

The moment he saw this building, Yan Yue felt a chill rise behind him.

It's really worthy of its reputation, just looking at it from a distance makes people feel eerie~

All the way to the door of the Third Courtyard, a nameless yin wind swept by, blowing Yan Yue's hair away.

There is only one main building in the third courtyard with a total of twelve floors, Yan Yue raised her head and looked at the top of the building, and then she no longer hesitated and walked into the gate of the main building.

The moment Yan Yue came in, the light around her instantly dimmed, and a different kind of coldness enveloped her body.

Walking around the first floor, there was nothing here, it was all some rags.

Thinking back to the story told by the driver's eldest brother before, the two wards where the accident occurred seemed to be one on the eighth floor and the other on the tenth floor.

If you want to go upstairs, you can only climb the stairs, which have been abandoned for many years, and the elevator here has long been scrapped~

This method can be said to be Yan Yue's most annoying, she is disgusted when she sees the stairs~ pure exhaustion does not pay for life~

"Crackle Qiu Crackle Qiu~"

Yan Yue climbed up step by step, and the monk was very cute next to her to cheer her on, but I didn't expect the little guy to be a cheerleader~

After climbing a few floors, the way up was blocked.

A locked iron door appeared in front of Yan Yue, blocking the way upstairs.

Turning his head to look at the floor, Yan Yue was deep in the seventh floor at this time.

It seems that she guessed correctly, there is indeed something strange on the eighth floor, and this iron gate is obviously installed in the back.

Yan Yue walked to the iron door, stretched out his hand and shook it vigorously.

The iron door is very sturdy, and it may take some effort to open it.

Yan Yue was thinking about going to the seventh floor to find out if there were any tools that could be used, but he didn't expect the monk to suddenly fly up and swoop through the gap in the iron gate.

Then, the bhikkhu's gaze was fixed on the large iron locks, and a red light flashed across its eyes, and a flame erupted from its mouth.

In the high temperature, not to mention those locks, even this iron door is a little unbearable, and it will melt into molten iron.

The monk gathered the flames and flew back to Yan Yue's side.

Yan Yue's face was happy, this is a lot more convenient~

She flew up and kicked towards the iron door, those locks that had already been soft could no longer resist Yan Yue's huge force, and with a squeak, the iron door slowly opened.

Yan Yue flashed the steaming heat in front of him, and continued to walk upstairs.

The security door to the eighth floor was wrapped in a number of iron chains, one after another, as if it was locking some kind of steel beast.

The bhikshu concocted the same method, and the chains broke one after another, and Yan Yue flew up again, kicking the door of the eighth floor open.

At the moment when the door opened, a gust of yin wind swept out from inside, the flashlight in Yan Yue's hand flickered wildly, and a cry faintly came.

There's something weird here!

Yan Yue held the flashlight in her left hand, and took out the Spirit Sword with a flip of her right hand, and at the same time, she was on guard, vigilantly paying attention to the movements around her, and slowly walked towards the eighth floor.

The monk chirped very cutely, flapped its wings, and landed on top of Yan Yue's head, following Yan Yue's example, he also made a cautious expression and looked around.

When I heard the driver's eldest brother say it before, Yan Yue always thought that this cry should be the kind of female voice with sadness in it.

However, the cry she heard just now was completely different from what she had imagined.

How to describe that cry, it's like a naughty child who doesn't learn to pretend to be scary.

Although it sounds very poignant and weird, as long as you listen carefully, you will find that this voice is more or less mixed with some whispering joy that has succeeded in the trick.

The laughter stopped as soon as Yan Yue walked into the eighth floor, and there was a silence all around.

The layout here is not complicated, there is only a long corridor.

On the left and right sides of the corridor are rooms, wards, doctors' offices and lounges.

The doors were shut, and the hallway was dark.

Yan Yue stretched out his hand and pushed open a door beside him, and a musty smell came to his nose.

Yan Yue frowned, covered her mouth and nose and leaned into the room to look.

It was a hospital room, with several beds scattered in the center, and the windows of the room seemed to be glued with something, and it should be bright outside at noon, but there was not the slightest light coming through the windows.

Yan Yueting didn't plan to go in and take a closer look, she closed the door and touched along the corridor with a flashlight.

The eighth floor should be the surgical department of the Third Hospital, and you can guess one or two by looking at the signs hanging on the doors.

Yan Yue looked around as he walked.

Although she didn't know which ward had the accident back then, she thought that that room must have its own special features~

Yan Yue's idea was right, and after walking for a while, her eyes quickly fell on the wall on one side.

According to the law along the way, there should be a door in the location of this wall!

When the light of the flashlight shines through, it is obvious that there is a rectangular cement filling mark on this wall.

Yan Yue took a step forward and took a closer look, and soon, Yan Yue found a small hole in the cement wall that had formed somehow.

The small hole is oddly located and just the right size, and it feels like it's tempting to look inside.

Yan Yue sneered, you don't need to look at her to know that there is definitely a room in the back, since there is a wall blocking it, then the wall will be demolished~