404 Deluxe King Rooms.

This room is a corner of the 4th floor, windowless, no sunlight all year round, dim and damp, the wall skin has long been peeled off, and the wall is uneven.

Fu Tong sat on a really large wooden bed, and suddenly made a creaking sound.

"Sleep. Ling Bai yawned.

"I'm used to sleeping naked. Fu Tong bit his lower lip lightly and returned with some shame.

Ling Bai speechlessly glanced at the slightly yellowed bedding on the bed, just like the bedding of a college dormitory classmate who had been bald. "Yes, if you itch at that time, I can recommend you a reliable dermatologist. ”

"Itchy?" Fu Tong shuddered, although he was extremely uncomfortable, he still resisted the impulse, left a pair of trousers and shrank into the futon, closed his eyes, and silently recited the quotations of Commissar Mao in his heart.

With Ling Bai by his side, he was a lot more stable, and the torment of several days in a row had already made his nerves tense to the tightest. Now relaxed, soon fell into a deep sleep.

"I'm here, he probably won't come, I'll go outside and smoke a cigarette before I come in." Ling Bai thought for a moment, took Fu Tong's mobile phone and shook it on his drooling face.

Faces don't match!

"Your saliva is very spiritual. Ling Bai tried a few times but failed, so he had to take a tissue to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

On the floor, crumpled tissues make people think about it.

After unlocking the phone, add WeChat, connect the video, and then put the phone on the bedside table, facing the direction where Fu Tong was lying. After doing all this, he quietly exited the door, leaving only a gap, leaving the door open for rescue later.

He walked down the aisle and lit a cigarette, the feeling of the cigarette in his lungs made him feel much better, and he stared at the phone screen a little bored, observing the situation in the room.

In order to let the ghost who played Fu Tong appear as soon as possible, Ling Bai deliberately extinguished the only light bulb that could light up the room, he guessed that ghosts usually appeared to create some horror pictures, so he directly skipped the process of the light bulb flickering and then extinguishing, so that the ghost could be more relaxed.

There was the sound of salsa and Fu Tong's faint snoring on the phone.

He slept soundly, and he should have been peaceful when he left.

Perhaps Fu Tong slept too comfortably, and the wall at the head of the bed clicked and fell off a yellowed wall skin.

"Hey, here we are. Ling Bai was slightly excited, staring closely at the exposed red brick wall, wanting to see a terrifying scene like a drooping face from inside.

Soon, he was disappointed, and after the wall skin fell, Fu Tong turned over and snored again.

"This kid can't really have mental problems, right?" Ling Bai secretly scolded himself, he decided to wait another half an hour, if he didn't see a ghost again, he would enter the door and wake up Fu Tong and send him to a mental hospital.

"Hey, hey. ”

A broken old face suddenly appeared on the broken screen, and bloodshot eyes stared straight at Ling Bai on the other end of the phone.

A cold breath rose from his spine, and Ling Bai felt his heart beat very uncontrollably.

He pursed his lips and suddenly grinned, grimacing at the lifeless old face on the screen.

The old grimace was furrowed, a little confused.

"I ..... Dead..... It's miserable... Ah.......h

Phew,

The picture is full of snowflakes, just like the kind of snowflakes that rushed home to watch TV in my childhood, and at the end every station was snowflakes.

Bang, the door to room 404 was slammed shut.

Ling Baileng paused for a few seconds, and said in his heart, "This won't play with me?"

He took out the key and poked it into the lockhole, and the rusty key turned out to be at this time.... Broken.

"This one is not compensated. Ling Bai casually lost the half-cut key and kicked it on the door.

Boom.

The whole door collapsed with a bang, like a sesame open door.

Ling Bai's tall and savage body was exposed in the doorway.

On the wooden bed, the old grimace lay on Fu Tong's body, his dry palm was pressed against his eyelids, and he pulled it up hard. The latter stared, his face full of horror and grievance.

——How to show both emotions of panic and grievance on the face at the same time, without any sense of disobedience.

This is the topic that Ling Bai wants to study next.

The sudden explosion of the door made the old grimace a little dazed, and then his face became gloomy, and his shriveled lips opened up and down, as if he wanted to speak.

"You died so miserably. Ling Bai was the first to speak, snatching his dialogue, and then flew forward and slapped the old ghost's shriveled cheek.

The rickety old ghost was like a kite with a broken string, and it was flown out by a fan and smashed against the wall, but it did not fall. He adhered to the wall like a maggot, and his dry palm reached out to his neck, and finally twisted his neck directly and held it in his hand.

The wound on his neck was constantly bubbling with scarlet blood, mixed with a few chubby maggots flowing down the wall.

The head on his arm turned mechanically, his face full of resentment, "You dare to beat the old man? Believe it or not, I will lie on the ground and die to show you, and then I will go bankrupt and pay you to death." ”

The muscles on Ling Bai's face twitched twice, and a hint of anger appeared in his eyes. What? You want a huge sum of 50,000 yuan, it's like a lion opening his mouth, how many young people in the town have 50,000 yuan in their cards? You want to extort the richest man, and you can't bear it.

He had already seen that this old ghost face had no ability at all except to be scary, and that it should be the worst ghost like his counterparts lying on his back.

"Even if you fail to be a person, what's the use of being a ghost and failing like this?"

Ling Bai jumped on the bed, borrowed strength from Fu Tong's back, flew to the wall, brutally snatched his terrifying head from the old ghost's hand, slapped him twice, felt that it was not enjoyable, and threw it to the ground casually, grabbing the wriggling body on the wall and dragging it down.

"What are you doing?" said the man, rolling around on the ground a few times, revealing a mouthful of yellow, sharp teeth.

Ling Bai didn't hear it, grabbed a shriveled arm, and slammed it.

Boom~

The body slammed into the wall, splattering a pile of rotting flesh.

"Ling.... Master Ling ......" Fu Tong was dumbfounded, and he didn't feel sleepy. He is the closest, with a 360-degree wide-angle lens with no dead angles, and a 1080p Blu-ray high-definition viewing angle, which perfectly presents the violent aesthetics of Ling Bai in front of him.

Bang bang.

Bang bang bang.

Gradually, the muffled sound of Ling Bai smashing his body against the wall had a sense of rhythm, like playing a drum set.

"Don't, stop, I'm not a bad person. The old grimace rolled around on the ground, and one of his anxious eyes fell.

"You're a ghost, you're not a human, and you're still lying, stubborn, and the old man's song "Curse of Death" overtakes you. Ling Bai snorted coldly, and recited two sentences of the "Mantra of Death" that he had recited in the previous morning class task with a nonsense mentality.

Nam no Amitabha night. Dotagada night. Dodi night he ...........

"Ah....... Don't read the master.... I don't want to go to reincarnation........" The old grimace looked terrified, and the folds on his face shrank into a ball like a chrysanthemum. "Please spare me..... I don't mean anything, I'm just trying to play a trick on him. ”

Ling Bai frowned slightly.

"Die. The old grimace saw that Ling Bai was distracted, his eyes were vicious, and the anger in his eyes was burning. His head jumped high, and the sharp yellow teeth in his mouth suddenly swelled, becoming as long as the teeth of a sawtooth tiger, and he bit at Ling Bai viciously.