Washing la la... The sound of the falling wind sounded in my ears. Just as I was rushing forward, the five people raised their hands almost at the same time, and a flying rope flew out of their arms and rushed to the nursing home.

At the same time, Zhuo Qinxian pouted and made a slight bird cry. Among the soldiers guarding below, the captain in front turned around quietly and said to the soldiers behind: "Go to patrol the first floor, I just heard a little sound."

Just like rehearsing countless times, the moment the other party entered the building, the leaping line hooked on the window frame of the nursing home. The five people's figures were like Mount Tai, pulling a beautiful curve in the air and flew straight to the nursing home.

This is the rear of the nursing home, with the least guarded place.

Obviously, they had inspected countless times, but there was no window and glass window they entered. With Dongdongdongdong...sand...the five people rushed into the nursing home, rolled on the spot. When they stood up, each of them held a dagger shining with cold light in their hands, half-squatted, looking around like a vigilant wolf.

Without talking, for three minutes, I could only hear the whistling wind outside the house, and the swaying trees projected into the silhouettes of the room.

This is a room that has not been in for a long time. Some broken furniture is holding spider webs and covered with thick dust. Old-fashioned desk lamps and poor decorations on the walls are silent, as if they are old cemeteries.

Su Feng spread a map on the ground, which was a cross-sectional view of the entire predation area, which turned out to be luminous: "The entire predation area was divided into five floors, and there were thirty-six rooms on each floor. None of us had entered the predation area, so I suggest searching separately."

As if he knew that Qin Ye had just entered the Special Investigation Office, he continued to explain: "That's right, if there are really terrifying thirty million Yin Qi here, he must have been sealed in other spaces. There is an exclusive title in the Special Investigation Office: the alien space."

"It exists in the cracks of yin and yang, and it cannot be noticed unless it touches the entrance. And the entrance of this space may be a mirror or a desk lamp. In other words..."

He drew a circle on the map: "We cannot let go of every item on the entire fifth floor!"

Li Runxue opened the box she was carrying and took out the five intercoms: "There is no signal in the differentiated space, so every fifteen minutes, we should search for a room. Report our name and room number here, once anyone has not contacted it for fifteen minutes..."

Before she finished speaking, Qin Ye understood and secretly praised her intelligence.

If the signal disappears, it means that the person has entered the gap between yin and yang. According to the number reported by the other party last time, the location can be determined immediately!

"No matter how the search is, gather here at half past four." Su Feng took away a talkie and nodded to everyone: "Everyone, take care of yourself."

The existence of thirty million yin energy, even if it is really a seal, will definitely not tolerate any contempt!

After saying that, he left the house.

Everyone took away their intercoms, which contained one, two, three, four, five, and Qin Ye got one.

He walked to the third floor with the intercom. He did not search the room immediately, but looked at the surrounding environment.

Very gloomy.

The bright moonlight shone in through the broken windows in the corridor, showing a pale white of death, stains everywhere on the walls, words of unknown meaning were written all over the walls, and some even... some seemed to be carved with fingernails!

This is not the marble walls of the newly built apartment, but the ancient whitewashed walls. Large pieces of wall skin fell off like a festering face. And those windows, like eyes, looked at every passerby.

Walking here, you can only feel a kind of depressed depression, 99% quietness, the sound of running by 1% mice or other things is even more creepy.

Qin Ye gently pushed a room away, an old-fashioned building, and the layout of the left and right wings. He chose the left and 123 room.

On the left is the intact corridor and on the right is the collapsed building. He walked very slowly, and it had been about ten minutes since he arrived here.

The door was covered in a false sense, and with his push, it made a sour sound. At this moment, the intercom rang out, "Li Runxue, Room 201." "Lin Han, Room 301." "Su Feng, Room 523."

Qin Ye nodded and was about to push the door, his eyes suddenly stern: "What about Zhuo Qinfen!"

He didn't push the door.

In the room he was about to push open, between the faint cracks, a figure was behind the door!

The moonlight sprinkled from behind it, the front was completely dark, and the white hair was dripping down, reaching the shoulders.

Its back against the door, wearing a green costume, white sleeves, covered with dust, and its two hands were cage in the sleeves. It could not see its appearance clearly in the backlight, but it could see two blood-red eyes, twisting its head 180 degrees, looking straight at the door that pushed open a crack.

"Hehe...hehehe..." A strange sound came from its throat, as if the throat had been torn and dried up. Qin Ye's voice was at the door. It slowly stretched out a hand like a chicken's feet behind the door.

After a moment of silence on the intercom, Su Feng's voice became completely solemn: "Lao Zhuo, this is not a joke. Fifteen minutes have arrived. Report your location."

However...no!

Three minutes, five minutes, there is silence in the walkie-talkie

Qin Ye took a deep breath and took out his cell phone and took a look.

At 11:40 at night, full of crazy words, the abandoned former nursing home was pitch black, and a teammate... just entered and disappeared immediately!

Then, he suddenly turned around and rushed towards the fourth floor where Zhuo Qinfen was!

At the same time, in the door where he left, a pale hand silently opened the door, and a head full of white hair quietly poked out.

"Ha...hehe..."

Qin Ye, who was extremely sensitive to yin energy, seemed to not feel it at this moment, rushed to the fourth floor at full speed. However, just when Qin Ye arrived at the fourth floor... no one was there!

Da... In the deep and dark corridor, there was only the sound of his military boots. Pale moonlight covered the corridor, reflecting the black and red texts all over the walls, and there was no one.

Qin Ye's eyes moved slightly, his hands pressed down on his waist, and the man arched his waist like a predator wolf. He ran up from the first floor. Logically, the others should be there long ago.

Where is the person?

"What's wrong!" Arthas's voice sounded softly. Qin Ye whispered: "Of course something is wrong... Until now, I haven't felt any yin energy. This... is a predation area..."

At this moment, the walkie-talkie on his waist rang again. In the quiet corridor, a female voice sang in her voice: "Dream back to the oriole. The chaos is everywhere. People stand in the deep courtyard. The sticks are all over the smoke. Throw the remaining embroidered thread. The love this spring is like last year..."

Kunqu Opera.

After singing these few sentences, the female voice suddenly became higher, and she screamed in Kunqu opera tone: "Li Runxue, Room 201." "Lin Han, Room 301." "Su Feng, Room 523."

"There is another one, hurry up~~~ die!!"

Extremely weird!

However, just as the last sentence fell, all the false doors on the entire fourth floor opened with a sour sound!

So...ah... the sound is long and heartbreaking, making people's hair stand on. No one, but it seems like countless people have walked out in an instant!

At the same time, a woman wearing a flower girl appeared in the corridor shining with moonlight!

The phoenix crown is covered with clouds and slim sleeves, and the figure is slender, spreading towards Qin Ye like lightning!

Qin Ye's eyes shrank, and he turned around and left without hesitation.

This is not a ghost...

This is definitely the strength of the soul-retaining level!

Moreover, this evil ghost is stronger than Cao Youdao! Even... gives him the feeling of facing the Yin Tingjun that day!

He rushed downstairs desperately. The building was so weird that the five soul-retaining people disappeared in an instant. However, just as he turned the corner, he suddenly stopped.

There is a dressing mirror in the corner of this building.

There are also some here, very old, covered with dust. You can vaguely see your own shadow, but... in the mirror, what else is behind him!

And in front of the mirror, there was a walkie-talkie!

Dead silence.

The sound of Kunqu Opera disappeared, only the night wind blew through the empty window frames, causing ghostly whimpers. There was also the window blew and thumping against the wall with a thud.

He took a deep breath, picked up the walkie-talkie, and wiped the dust from the mirror.

Suddenly, he discovered... an old actress had already been carried on his back!

The phoenix crown was covered with clouds and shiny water sleeves. However, the head was covered with white hair, and the whole person... No, the whole body was like dry and dead! It was skinny and bone-shaped, and the white hair was messy and dispersed, and it was just lying on his back motionless. The water sleeves were hanging on his chest. The head was just on his shoulders!

"Si..." At this moment, the walkie-talkie rang, and there seemed to be some sound mixed in the countless noises of current.

He put the walkie-talkie in his ear and finally heard it clearly.

“124…1…24…”

A few seconds later, he put down his cell phone and sneered.

"Submitted to Su." He shouted, then shouted: "Little Linzi? Little Li Zi? Little Table?"

No response.

"I can't see the reaction of true qi..." He licked his lips, and then a buzzing sound, and a group of yin energy from all directions gathered in the sea, forming a world of yin energy around him in a radius of three meters.

"Then... I don't need to dress up anymore, right?"

Sweeping la la... The pale ghost-headed sword appeared and was dragged out by Qin Ye from the yin energy. A dark ghost uniform fluttered in the wind. In an instant, the silent corridor was like thousands of ghosts crying and the spirits worshiped.

"The underworld takes the people and retreats." He pointed his knife at the ceiling. In an instant, the dark ghost that was so thick that he could not see his fingers became much thinner, as if something invisible faded away.
Chapter completed!