Ning Qiushui was a little worried about Yang She's safety.

He almost personally sent Yang She into the hands of Jiang Yi, a person who was suspected of being behind the scenes, and said that there was no remorse in his heart at the moment, which was false.

Rubbing his eyebrows, Ning Qiushui felt that after entering the high-level gate, his vigilance against the middle-level door was still too low.

"I should have thought of ......"

He walked back, thinking about how to fix what was going on.

Qiu Wangsheng followed behind him, still holding the butterfly knife tightly in his hand.

There are still two days left in this door, and it seems that there are some completely unforeseen dangers, Qiu Wangsheng's mood is a little heavy, and his originally stable mood is fluctuating again at this time......

He really ...... Will you be able to leave this door alive?

In a chaotic mood, he suddenly bumped into Ning Qiushui's back at the top of the stairs.

Qiu Wangsheng came back to his senses and asked Ning Qiushui, who was standing still in place:

"Brother Ning, why don't you leave?"

Ning Qiushui pressed his palm lightly and motioned to Qiu Wangsheng not to speak.

The latter understood, and immediately closed his mouth and listened carefully.

In the silent corridor, there was no sound except the sound of the night breeze blowing.

"Strange...... Did I hear me wrong? ”

Ning Qiushui frowned slightly.

Just as he was going upstairs, he seemed to hear something, as if someone had stepped on a dead branch on the ground, causing the dry branch to crack completely.

But that voice was fleeting, and Ning Qiushui only heard it once.

Qiu Wangsheng's expression was strange after he found out:

"Maybe you're too nervous, Brother Ning, I didn't hear it just now."

Ning Qiushui shook his head and didn't think much about this matter.

"Let's go back first......"

The two were very vigilant, and after returning to the second floor of the guest house, Ning Qiushui checked the doorknob and confirmed that there was no problem on it, then opened the door and entered the room with Qiu Wangsheng.

"I'm so tired, I'm almost out tonight......"

Qiu Wangsheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and was about to sit on the bed, when his gaze inadvertently swept over the window, and his face changed suddenly.

"Brother Ning...... Our room looked like someone had come in! ”

Ning Qiushui also looked in the direction Qiu Wangsheng was looking and nodded.

"Well, I see, the candle on the windowsill is extinguished."

When the two of them left the room, the white candle on the windowsill was still burning, and the doors and windows were closed, so that the night breeze outside could not blow in at all, let alone extinguish the candle.

Qiu Wangsheng's heart, which he had finally let go, tensed up again, and he also took out his mobile phone and carefully checked the mattress.

On the surface, it doesn't seem to have changed from before, of course, Qiu Wangsheng can't be judged by the appearance, after all, few people will deliberately remember the details of the bedding on the bed.

As Qiu Wangsheng rummaged, he really found a thumbtack in the futon!

"Grass...... These damn imps are so insidious! ”

Looking at the pin in his hand, Qiu Wangsheng's sideburns oozed sweat again.

Cold sweat.

If it weren't for the fact that he suddenly found the candle on the windowsill just now, Ning Qiushui didn't remind him at the first time, and when he sat down, he was hurt by this pushpin......

Just thinking about it, Qiu Wangsheng shuddered.

"You ...... Damn it! ”

A resentful voice came from above the heads of the two, Qiu Wangsheng looked up in surprise, and saw a strange face that was rotten, his pupils shrank, and he subconsciously wanted to prepare to swing the knife at the ghost above his head, but was stopped by Ning Qiushui.

"You don't have a 'mark' on your body, and there is a high probability that it will not kill you!"

"Don't waste your ghost weapons!"

When Qiu Wangsheng heard this, he was about to swing the knife, but he stopped abruptly.

The smell of decay permeated the room, and he stared at the imp in front of him, trying to fight his instinctive fear.

The little ghost lying on the ceiling writhed his limbs like a spider crawling rapidly on it, his bloody mouth still dripping with disgusting pus, and his blue and purple skin were crawling black veins like centipedes.

"It's okay...... Hee-hee...... It's okay......"

"You won't live long......"

"They...... I'm coming back soon......"

However, the little ghost of the two suddenly rushed towards Qiu Wangsheng, who was so frightened that he hurriedly took a step back, but after the little ghost passed through his body, he disappeared directly outside the door and finally disappeared.

Qiu Wangsheng stroked his chest in shock, and only after confirming that there was no injury did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Brother Ning......"

He thanked Ning Qiushui.

If Ning Qiushui hadn't stopped him in time just now, then his current ghost weapon use times would have been exhausted.

Ning Qiushui came to the window, watched the little ghost's distorted figure crawl to the end of the corridor, turned around and glanced at Ning Qiushui with resentful eyes, and then climbed up to the third floor along the outside wall......

"It's gone."

Ning Qiushui exhaled and lit a cigarette with some irritation.

"Brother Ning, those three little ghosts just said...... Are they coming back? ”

Facing Qiu Wangsheng's inquiry, Ning Qiushui said:

"I don't know, do you remember the ghost who chased us in the village just now?"

Qiu Wangsheng:

"I remember, when it spoke, I thought it was a little familiar......"

Ning Qiushui stood against the wall.

"Isn't it very similar to Lin Gui?"

Being reminded by Ning Qiushui like this, Qiu Wangsheng's body suddenly shook!

Lin Gui...... It seems to be true, except that the voice is very similar, and the face also seems to be similar, although it was not seen very clearly at the time, and its face is rotten, and it does not have glasses. ”

Ning Qiushui says:

"Now it seems that this blood door is indeed a punishment for those who 'do evil', although Lin Gui has turned into a powerful ghost and returned, but it has forgotten the object of its 'revenge'."

Qiu Wangsheng gritted his teeth and scolded:

"But what does that have to do with me?"

"I didn't do any evil!"

"It's not fair to us!"

Ning Qiushui smiled a little speechlessly:

"You want to be fair with the Bloodgate?"

Qiu Wangsheng's restless mood calmed down again.

"I seem to be able to accept what you say."

"But don't be small and don't do nothing?"

"Shouldn't the evildoers be 'punished,' but shouldn't the doers of good be 'praised.'"

"The rules set by the Blood Gate itself, it must always abide by it, right?"

Ning Qiushui looked at the pitch-black ground and thought for a moment, and then there was another sound of footsteps in the corridor outside.

Ning Qiushui pushed open the window and saw that there were six people at the top of the stairs.

Their faces were ugly and their breath was disordered.

"Ning Qiushui!"

Seeing the flashlight light projected from the window, it was just a moment of cold silence, and Almond gritted his teeth and walked angrily towards the room where Ning Qiushui and the others were!

"You bastard, dare to harm us!"