Very...... Be quiet.

Yang Jian waited in Wang Xiaoming's office for a long time, from the beginning there was a strange movement around him, and now it seems that everything has fallen silent.

It seems that all the sounds are gone.

The whole world doesn't hear the slightest noise.

This is not good news.

Yang Jian stood up, and he looked downstairs through the glass window.

The entire floor of the building was dim, like a long-abandoned, unpopular unfinished building, and it seemed that there was no one alive except himself.

And the surrounding view is not too good.

The neighborhood is shrouded in a black-and-blue haze, and you can't see far away, and even the tall buildings on the opposite street can barely make out a vague outline.

It was as if this hospital building was the only thing left of the world.

Yang Jian looked pensive, as if hesitating.

But he didn't hesitate for long.

Soon, he made a decision.

Immediately, he turned around and left the place, followed the safe passage, and walked downstairs.

Sure enough, he still couldn't sit and watch Wang Xiaoming's group of people being trapped and dying on a certain floor.

Although I don't want to help, if these people die, then this paranormal event will undoubtedly be a failure.

Unwilling, or unwilling to hand over the city and its own fate to a ghost so easily, although he really wanted to stay out of the matter and protect himself, but when he really reached the intersection of this choice, Yang Jian found that there was only one way he could go.

With that dry finger, he quickly walked downstairs, intending to make a final fight.

The ghost has appeared, and there is not much time left.

Success, this paranormal event is very likely to be resolved, failure...... The city of Dachang will fall completely.

1st, 2nd, 3rd floors...... Yang Jian counted the floors he had passed.

According to his inference, since the surrounding sounds have disappeared, it is very likely that the ghosts of the entire hospital have gathered on Wang Xiaoming's side, and his side is safe for the time being.

But this kind of security shouldn't last long, once Wang Xiaoming and the others are dead, there is a good chance that the ghost will choose himself for the next target.

Suddenly.

When passing through the corner of a certain staircase, Yang Jian involuntarily stopped.

"They're trapped on this ......"

Although it looked up that this level was exactly the same as the others, there was no difference, but the ghost eyes that hibernate under his flesh and skin reacted.

It's the induction between the ghosts and the ghosts.

Yang Jian walked out of the safe passage and went deep into this level.

When he passed by the two elevators, he found that the doors of the two elevators had been open, leaving a messy black and cyan footprint at the elevator entrance, which seemed to converge with the footprints elsewhere, extending in the direction of a certain ward on this floor.

The darkness there grew thicker and thicker, and the haze condensed into a deep darkness.

The sensation of ghost eyes under the skin and flesh is getting stronger and stronger.

He was sure that once he disappeared into the darkness in front of him, he would definitely encounter a ghost, and no one could say what danger he would encounter at that time.

"At this time, there is no need to save resources. Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and he lit the ghost candle again.

The scarlet candle emits an eerie candlelight.

The candlelight spread out, illuminating the surroundings, reflecting an eerie green color around them, a light that dispelled the darkness around them and took away the cold and eerie aura.

"If we can't win this time, then we won't have a chance to win. ”

Taking a slight breath, Yang Jian walked forward quickly with the ghost candle.

The further I went, the more the haze became.

The eerie candlelight was suppressed at the moment, and the area covered by the candlelight was rapidly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Originally, the candlelight could illuminate the surrounding range of five or six meters, but now it was forcibly suppressed to a range of about three meters, and this distance was constantly shrinking as Yang Jian advanced.

Cracking sound~!

The candle flame was beating violently, burning faster, and in order to burst into a brighter fire, resisting the erosion of the surrounding darkness.

The faster the burning rate of the ghost candle means that there must be ghosts nearby.

When Yang Jian walked about ten meters further, the candlelight of the ghost candle had already suppressed to a range of about two meters around.

The rich black-cyan haze and the eerie green candlelight form a clear line.

At this rate, it will take at most ten minutes for the candle to be completely burned out. Yang Jian glanced at the ghost candle in his hand, and was secretly frightened.

But the next moment, when he took another step forward.

In the thick haze, an arm appeared in the air.

The arm passed through the area covered by the candlelight and appeared in front of Yang Jian, but the other end of the arm was submerged in the darkness, and he couldn't see what was happening in front of him.

"Tick, tick~!"

A golden watch on his arm was still ticking, showing the time accurately.

"It's the hand of a ghost rider. Yang Jian reacted immediately, and he hurriedly grabbed this arm.

He was sure that it was definitely not a ghost, and if it was, it would be impossible for him to come to him beyond the candlelight.

He didn't have time to remember which of the previous group had a gold watch in his hand, he just grabbed the arm and pulled it this way, trying to pull someone out of the darkness and into the range covered by the candlelight.

Only if you enter the range shrouded by the ghost candle, then it can be safe for the time being.

However, as soon as he touched the arm, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

When this arm touched him, it grabbed him violently, as if he felt the residual warmth in his hand, knowing that it was a person, and was pulling desperately at the moment, hoping to get out of some terrifying place and get rescued.

However, when Yang Jian struggled to pull him, he did not successfully pull a ghost rider closer to the range covered by the ghost candle, but stumbled and almost fell.

Because...... The arm is broken.

Yang Jian grabbed the broken arm, his face became extremely ugly, and he saw that there was a row of neat and hideous tooth marks at the wound of the broken arm.

It's like something has bitten it off.

"Damn it. He jerked forward.

The haze ahead was dispelled by candlelight.

Yang Jian did not find the owner of this broken arm, but it can be seen from the distance of this arm that it is here.

The ghost rider seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Is it dead?

Yang Jian's heart trembled slightly, he didn't feel sad about someone's disappearance, but dropped the broken arm and continued to go deeper.

Along the way, he could vaguely see many humanoid silhouettes lurking in the haze around him, looking at him strangely, some people tried to penetrate the darkness and poke the blue-black human face in to take a look, but as soon as they touched the light of the ghost candle, they quickly retracted it, and there was no movement.

I can't imagine that if it weren't for this ghost candle, God knows what kind of horror he would have to experience at this moment.

At this moment, the ghost candle burned faster.

At this speed, let alone ten minutes, even if it is supported for five minutes, it will be a little reluctant.

"Blood?"

A few steps further, Yang Jian saw blood stains scattered on the ground.

Scarlet, bright, as if it had just been scattered, and there was still some flesh foam left next to the blood.

"You're a little late. Suddenly, a voice rang out.

The next moment, Wang Xiaoqiang walked in from the thick haze and disappeared into the candlelight of the ghost candle.

As he moved, a figure followed him, trying to leave him behind, but stopped in front of the candlelight, and finally disappeared in the haze.

"It's not too late, at least you're not dead. Yang Jian said.

Wang Xiaoming said, "The ghost babies of the third stage have been confirmed, the sound is the key, you can't let the ghost babies of the third stage hear you speak, otherwise they will attack you, but these derived ghosts do not have the conditions to overlap, that is to say, the ghost babies of the third stage can only kill people by hearing the sound, while the ghost babies of the second stage can only be touched, and the ghost domain of the first stage can only be seen." ”

"Isn't it time to talk about this now? they're all dead?" Yang Jian asked.

"It's not there but it's almost, we resisted the attack before, but the bad news is...... The fourth stage ghost baby appeared, I can't even be sure if it's the fourth stage ghost baby, it's very likely that it's the source ghost, that thing is around here now, find it, solve it may be able to calm this supernatural event. ”

"Come with me, we can only survive for a short time at the moment, and if you don't come, we won't last long. ”

Wang Xiaoqiang pointed to a certain place and motioned for Yang Jian to follow.

Yang Jian's expression was grim, although he did not participate in the previous events, it is conceivable that Zhao Kaiming, Sun Yi, Zhang Han and others paid a very heavy price in order to resist this wave of fierce ghost attacks.

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