Legend of the Dragon King: The Holy Sword Maker

Chapter 195
After getting off the subway.

Although it was a bit strange, Tang Wulin's memory would continue to extend as he walked along the road, and the road ahead became more and more illusory.

"Di!"

After Tang Wulin swiped his card, he opened the door and walked in. It saw that the elevator on the left was closed, so he went to wait on the right. Out of the corner of his eye, the 26th floor?

"Is the elevator so fast?" Tang Wulin walked in and pressed the thirteenth floor. Watching the floor go up, she sensed something was wrong, and a weird singing sound came from the elevator.

The ringing of the bell was indistinct, far and near, and the female voice chanted softly, slowly step by step, the abyss of death seemed to appear in front of my eyes.

In a corner that Tang Wulin couldn't see, an invisible ghost appeared on the elevator, reaching in by the way.

Frightened, Tang Wulin realized that he could not control his hands and feet. At this moment, the elevator door opened, and everything was as usual. The atmosphere just now was like an illusion.

She breathed out towards her finger, it's still summer, why is it so cold, Tang Wulin opened the door with his numb hands, and heard a strange sound.

"Who's in there? If I don't come out, I'll call the police." Tang Wulin was nervous, turned on the light and found nothing.

"What's wrong with me today, soul master...what is it, when did this memory appear, Tang Wulin...who is it?" Tang Wulin looked at his hand, very dazed.

The golden light above his head flashed, and Tang Wulin recalled part of his memory, thinking, where is this place, and what am I doing.

Tang Wulin was hesitating whether to write it down, but she forgot in a blink of an eye. Let's take a bath today and rest.

She opened the door of the room and was about to get the clothes. When she opened the quilt door, just behind her, a black figure in the shape of a human was behind her, staring at her silently!
"Huh?" Tang Wulin looked back, but there was nothing, "It's really my illusion, hehe..."

She sat on the bed. If there was one, she would definitely not be her opponent. Ghosts are the ones to be afraid of. She summoned up her courage and stepped into the bathroom.

...

With the sound of the hair dryer, Tang Wulin was drying his wet hair. Why does he always feel gloomy now that the setting sun has not yet set.

Wearing slippers, Tang Wulin packed up his things, sat on the sofa, turned on his phone, and searched the abandoned hospital.

The answer is no, it seems to be blocked, is there really something happening?

The phone calls are basically normal news, not so strange.

Zhang Jieyi: Xiao Lin, what are you doing?

Tang Wulin opened the chat software and replied: Look at the phone, um, I'm going to cook now.

Okay (), after Zhang Jieyi finished replying, she lay on the bed and looked outside, "Is there really going to be a typhoon tomorrow?"

"Yiyi has eaten."

"Come on!"

When the laziness broke out, Tang Wulin cooked instant noodles and started to eat them. He turned on the TV and also announced the news of the typhoon. He also showed a map to remind the citizens to pay attention to safety.

Tang Wulin picked up his phone again, checked certain forums, and walked around, feeling cold all over his body. The netizens must have written too realistically.

He didn't get anything, but he was even more scared. Tang Wulin turned on all the lights, "Why do I live alone?"

I glanced at the communicator and found that there were parents, and I hadn't contacted for a week.

[Do you know that if something strange calls you, don't turn your head away. It is said that people have three lamps, and if they turn around, they will crush the lamp on their shoulders! 】

[The building facing the school gate in a certain campus is called the "teaching building".But in fact, this building originally had a name. After a young girl died in an accident in the building decades ago, the original name was cancelled.

The first supernatural story in the teaching building was 20 years ago. At that time, a few students who were depressed due to emotional problems came to the building in the middle of the night to drink and vent their emotions. When they were about to leave, they saw a squat sitting on the stairs. In the corner, there is a strange girl with old-fashioned braids.

The girl was in her early twenties, but she was wearing gray-blue pants and a white shirt. What was even more frightening was that her face, which should have facial features, was blank.

One of the classmates who "saw" her said in a daze: "Hey, it's past 10 o'clock, and the door will be locked soon, so go away", but the girl didn't answer, as if she didn't hear, dragged Walking up the stairs lightly...

Then, these students really wanted to suddenly understand something, and when they ran upstairs to look for the girl again, they didn't see a single person.

It wasn’t until a few days later that they found out after repeated inquiries that the female student who died unexpectedly in this building a long time ago was wearing blue pants, a white shirt, and braids...]

[The second hospital is often haunted at night, and the director invited someone to exorcise the evil spirits. 】

"?" Tang Wulin sat down abruptly, and quickly checked. The abandoned hospital is actually the second hospital. "Could it be that there really is something there?"

Tang's pupils shrank, and the screen of her mobile phone reflected the strangeness behind her. The black hair was covered with blood, floating behind her without the influence of gravity.

Why, why did I come across this kind of thing? Tang Wulin was too scared to move, sweating profusely all over his body.

A weird, gloomy singing sounded, which was exactly the same as the one heard in the elevator. At this moment, this song has never been worn from behind.

"Xiao Lin, I'm here to play with you." The voice came from nowhere.

A message appears on the phone.

Xiao Lin, my mother’s food is delicious today, but Xiao Lin’s milk tea is also delicious, (*^ω^*)
"ssssssssssssssssss..."

The electric current began to sound, and the lights in the room dimmed instantly. Tang Wulin mustered up his courage and walked towards the exit. What was puzzled was that the floating female ghost in white didn't follow.

"What is this!" Tang Wulin looked at the hair at his feet, accompanied by scarlet blood, Wuhun could not be used.

However, Tang Wulin's mental strength is still good. It is precisely because of this that the ghost did not take the initiative to attack. When she was exhausted, it was the arrival of Huang Quan.

"Go upstairs!"

Tang Wulin ran to the safe passage, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, he was still wandering on the twelfth and thirteenth floors.

Ziji Demon Eyes, this could cause harm to her. An inexplicable memory flooded into Tang Wulin's eyes, and a purple light appeared in Tang Wulin's eyes, like a sharp sword unsheathed, and the purple light flashed past.

With the first ray of sunshine in the sky, the light of birth, Tang Wulin looked back directly, and there were burn marks on the body of the female ghost in white, surrounded by countless hairs.

The bright red blood was absorbed by the hair, but the clothes of the female ghost in white were not stained red by the blood, and she had red hair and white clothes.

Tang Wulin fell back and sat on the ground with his buttocks on the ground. The purple light in his eyes did not diminish. The female ghost in white wailed sharply, and then disappeared.

"Do ghosts really exist?" Tang Wulin didn't have the slightest sense of joy in the rest of her life. Today she encountered at least three kinds of ghosts.

"My eyes hurt so bad." Tang Wulin had no choice but to open the door and go back home. Otherwise, where else could she go, but her eyes turned a weird blood red.

No matter where she is, she encounters ghosts, "Can't the lights still be turned on?"

After the light flickered and recorded, it suddenly turned on. Tang Wulin saw that there was nothing on his body, and all the blood disappeared.

(End of this chapter)