Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

In the cold green light, a wisp of black smoke gently knocked on the bloodstained dormitory door, making a "dong dong" sound.

After doing all this, Jiang Yan waited quietly.

After a few seconds, the dormitory door was knocked again, and the sound was more muffled, as if it came from inside.

"I am Jiang Yan, open the door." He said in a serious tone.

Of course, he also understood that speaking might be the killing rule of the blood mist ghost, but Zhao Qing had talked to him on the phone before. If the killing rule was this one, Zhao Qing would have died long ago.

After a while, the dormitory door slowly opened, and a slightly pretty face carefully poked out from the crack of the door. The fear and joy on the face were undoubtedly reflected in the cold green light.

"Jiang Yan, you are finally here." Zhao Qing lowered her voice, but it was difficult to hide the excitement in her tone.

At this time, her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, and her hair was a little messy. She looked very embarrassed, but after seeing Jiang Yan, all these tiredness were washed away by surprise.

After seeing that Zhao Qing was fine, Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and his dark eyes looked into the dormitory.

At this time, Cheng Wenwen and Song Xiaohua, who stayed in the dormitory, also came over and looked at the man with a somewhat ferocious face in the corridor with the green cold light.

"Jiang Yan..." Cheng Wenwen recognized him at a glance, but a trace of fear flashed across her face, because Jiang Yan looked too weird at the moment, and was completely different from the handsome look in her impression.

"Is he Jiang Yan?" Song Xiaohua glanced at Zhao Qing, her voice was a little weak, and it was obvious that she was also a little afraid of Jiang Yan in front of her.

This was completely different from the heroic image she expected.

After seeing that they were fine, Jiang Yan did not hesitate and immediately said:

"Come into the candlelight quickly, I will take you away."

As soon as the voice fell, the three did not dare to delay and immediately slipped out of the dormitory, fearing that they would be left behind.

As soon as she walked out of the dormitory, Cheng Wenwen was shocked by the scene in front of her. Her white cotton slippers stepped on a pool of blood and accidentally stepped on a small piece of torn intestine.

"Could this be..." She covered her mouth in surprise and almost fainted.

"Sun Mei." Zhao Qing frowned slightly, looked at the body fragments on the ground with some sadness, and quickly confirmed the identity of the deceased.

A skinless human hand with manicure was pressed under half of the blood-red thigh, and a pink smart bracelet was worn on the hand.

They recognized that the bracelet was Sun Mei's.

"I didn't expect Sun Mei to be attacked just after she came out of the dormitory. Fortunately, we didn't come out with her at that time." Cheng Wenwen said with lingering fear.

Song Xiaohua nodded on the side, but looking at the unrecognizable Sun Mei, she always had an indescribable bitterness in her heart.

Zhao Qing also felt a little sad. It was really unpleasant to watch her roommate die in front of her. But after experiencing the ghost mother incident, her acceptance of supernatural events has also improved a lot, and her state of mind is not shaken at this moment.

"Let's go quickly, otherwise something bad will happen." Jiang Yan said in a cold tone, holding the ghost candle and continued to move forward.

The three did not dare to stay any longer and immediately followed.

After walking a few steps, Jiang Yan suddenly stopped, and his dark eyes showed a trace of confusion.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Qing, who was following closely behind him, couldn't help but become anxious when she saw this.

"Something is wrong, I just walked in from 310, but now I have walked through 310, but I haven't walked out of the blood mist." His eyes moved slightly, feeling that the situation had changed unpredictably.

The blood mist ghost den seems to be expanding?

But his third-gear ghost den can still isolate the blood mist, which means that he will definitely get out if he continues to walk.

"Keep going." He made a decision immediately.

The three of them continued to move along the corridor around the erratic candlelight.

At the same time, Jiang Yan mobilized the ghost den to spread out, and the dim ghost den extended forward in a pointed cone, ready to reach the end of the blood mist in one fell swoop.

The corridor was extremely quiet, and even the "hissing" sound of the electric light disappeared. The temperature began to drop rapidly, and the strong smell of blood spread.

The green cold light of the ghost candle could illuminate part of the range, and they could also see the situation around them clearly.

But the further they walked, the heavier their mood became, especially the three girls.

They have always lived on this floor, and they usually go to the toilet and the bathroom through the corridor. All the furnishings in the corridor are deeply imprinted in their minds.

But the corridor now makes them feel a little weird, because the further they walk, the more unfamiliar they feel this corridor.

The fire window, chandelier, and circuit wiring all look normal, but if you look closely, there is a sense of disobedience.

For example, the way the circuit wiring looks very similar to what they remember, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that this wiring method is fundamentally wrong.

It seems that this corridor wasImitated by some unknown existence, they seemed to have entered another world.

Jiang Yan naturally discovered the abnormality, and he kept paying attention to the house numbers on the road.

The house numbers started to decrease from 310, and now it has reached 303.

"303, 302, 301..." He counted silently in his heart while walking.

Suddenly, he stopped, and his dark eyes looked at the house number in front of him with some surprise.

The number on it is "299".

"This is the corridor created by the evil spirit..." Jiang Yan understood immediately.

He looked into the interior of room 299, which was still a pool of blood, and a skinned human head was quietly placed on the table by the door.

The scene inside was exactly the same as 310.

"Maybe I have walked into a deeper ghost den." Jiang Yan began to feel a little uneasy, and he thought of the ancestral hall in Gongyue Village.

But the third-level ghost den was still extending without any obstacles. If he persisted, he could still get out of the ghost den.

He quickly regained his composure and continued to move forward.

The three girls behind were a little surprised that Jiang Yan suddenly stopped, but after seeing the strange house number 299 and the familiar scene inside, they immediately understood and hurriedly followed.

Cheng Wenwen walked at the back. Before leaving, she also looked into the dormitory 299, and then hurriedly looked away to leave.

Just as she looked away, she seemed to see something different in the corner of her eyes, which made her glance back subconsciously.

But after this glance, she was stunned in place, feeling that her scalp was about to explode.

The ghost candle followed Jiang Yan away, but some of the residual light barely illuminated half of the dormitory 299.

At the edge of the green cold light, one of the blood mists was much thicker than the surrounding area, and the deepened color looked like the outline of a person.

At the moment when the cold light of the ghost candle passed by, a scarlet and hideous face was reflected.

This face seemed to be peeled off, with the blood vessels and dark red muscle lines on the face exposed, and a pair of eyes that were so red that they were bleeding looked numbly at the front.

Even more strange was that this face was covered with a wrinkled human skin that didn't fit well, and the painful and twisted expression of the human skin was imprinted on this face.

And this human skin gave Cheng Wenwen a sense of familiarity, reminding her of someone.

"Sun Mei..."