zshan City, Lihua Community.

"Tread, step!"

The entire community was shrouded in a blue ghost domain, and dull footsteps sounded in the community.

Inside the community, there are silhouettes.

One by one, one by one, one with a blue skin, a dull look on her face, and a figure wandering around the community with a strange expression of crying and laughing.

It seems to be looking for something.

"The terrifying level of the green-faced and fangs is definitely more than level A. I am no match for him at all. Fortunately, I lit the ghost candle at a critical moment."

In Building 2, Lihua Community, Room 603, a man and a woman hid in the room, with doors and windows closed.

It was Xia Yu and Tong Qian, but both of them were in a very embarrassed position at this time.

On Tong Qian's head, the strange smiling face was almost moving to her face.

Tong Qian is very dangerous at this time, and there is a possibility that the evil ghost will recover at any time.

Next to Tong Qian, Xia Yu's appearance at this time was even more terrifying.

Xia Yu's body was all cracked, and there was no intact skin on his body, and it was like a spider web filled with cracks.

The cracks on Xia Yu's body were constantly leaking out black liquid, and the sofa under Xia Yu's body was already wet with black liquid.

This is the ability of Ghost Bone, which is trying to repair Xia Yu's injured body.

But Xia Yu was injured too seriously. If it weren't for the ability of the ghost bones to support him, his body would have been broken into pieces of minced meat.

"Let's ask for help from the headquarters. It's not a solution for us to continue like this. Now we are in the ghost realm of that ghost and may be found at any time."

Xia Yu collapsed on the sofa and said weakly.

"If we die here, then this incident will be completely out of control, and then the situation will become more insolvent and dangerous,"

Upon hearing this, Tong Qian was silent for a while, and then took out the satellite positioning mobile phone distributed from her headquarters from her arms.

I found the operator's phone number and called out.

"Hey?" Soon, the operator's voice came out of the phone.

The other party answers quickly. For people in charge like Tong Qian, the Ghost Controller Headquarters will specially arrange operators to be online 24 hours a day.

"I am Tong Qian, I am now..."

Tong Qian did not talk nonsense to the other party, and directly told the matter briefly and clearly, and then explained the purpose of the matter.

Xia Yu was not the support sent by the headquarters, but Xia Yu had come to Zshan City for a business trip, and then Tong Qian had the full friendship as a landlord.

Who would have thought that a supernatural incident occurred in Zshan City? Xia Yu followed Tong Qian to take a look.

As soon as I saw something happened.

…………………

"The curse of the hatchet requires a medium to trigger it. Stepping on footprints is just one of the mediums, and it does not mean that the medium of the hatchet has the only one stepping on footprints."

"In fact, there are several media to trigger hatchets, and even if you don't need to step on footprints, you can trigger the killing rules of hatchets."

Huang Quan looked at the blood-colored palm prints on the wall of the aisle, which were getting closer and closer to him, his expression moved slightly, and his eyes became colder and colder.

When the bloody handprints spread not far away from Huangquan.

Huang Quan stretched out his hand and covered his palm with the blood-colored palm print on the wall next to him.

"In fact, covering footprints and covering palm prints are the same, and this method can also exist as a medium."

When Huang Quan held the rusty hatchet with one hand and covered the blood-colored palm print on the wall with the other hand, the medium triggered.

The scene in front of the Yellow Springs has changed terriblely.

It seemed like an illusion appeared, or Huang Quan saw the source of the palm print through the medium.

In the blink of an eye, countless "people" emerged from the empty passage.

These people can no longer be called human beings. They are both men and women, and they are of different ages and exude a rotten smell all over their bodies.

Some of their faces turned blue, like corpses that had been placed for a long time, some of their faces turned black, as if they were rotting, and their skin was falling down constantly.

In addition, the clothes and clothing of these people are different, some are modern, some are ten years ago, and some are from the Republic of China period.

But these all kinds of people have one thing in common, and they have no eyes.

The eyeballs inside the eye sockets seemed to have rotted, leaving only an empty and black outline, and I couldn't see the road ahead clearly.

So each of them stretched out a palm and pressed it against the wall, and the palm was dripping blood, leaving behind clear palm prints.

This is the origin of the blood-colored palm print on the wall.

At this moment, Huang Quan saw his hand pressing against the wall on one of the bloody palms, which was so cold that he was extremely frightened.

What scared him even more was that.

It seemed that because Huang Quan had touched the blood-colored palm print, countless people in the passage raised their heads and looked at Huang Quan with their empty eyes.

Then they all stretched out another blood-stained palm, as if they wanted to capture Huangquan and turn Huangquan into one of them.

This is a terrifying ghost curse that can transform other beings into part of the curse and enhance the number of blood-colored palm prints.

Huang Quan's face was calm and he was not scared by this scene.

You should know that Huang Quan is a ghost messenger. If you want to expect the ghost messenger to be scared by the evil ghost, that would be a joke.

Perhaps there are ghosts in this world that Huangquan cannot deal with, but this bloody handprint is definitely not included.

"The suppression of the ghost messenger has failed? No, it has not failed. The reason why I did not suppress this handprint is because what I am grasping is not the real source of the evil ghost."

Huang Quan frowned and figured out why he had as many as a dozen suppression places as he could not suppress the bloody handprint.

It’s not that Huang Quan’s suppression is not enough, but because Huang Quan’s suppression is just an existence similar to a ghost slave.

Not the real source of evil spirits.

"The real source of the evil ghost is still in the aisle, in the room No. 82."

Huang Quan turned his head, ignored the seemingly terrifying figures, and looked at the depths of the dark aisle, room No. 82.

"Since that's the case..."

Huang Quan raised his other hand with a hatchet and chopped it down at the arm closest to him.

In Huang Quan's hand, the rusty hatchet was sharp and strange at this moment.

Just randomly crossing the air, the arm in front of him that was blood-stained to his palm was directly disconnected.

In addition, the other "people" in the aisle seemed to have been attacked, and their arms were also broken at the same time.

The dense blood-stained palm prints on the wall began to dissipate quickly.

The dissipation speed was very fast, extending all the way to the depths of the passage and extending to room 82.

soon.

All the ghosts in the aisle disappeared, and all the bloody handprints on the walls disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.

The ghost retreated at this moment and retreated back to room 82, and there was no sign of reappearance.
Chapter completed!