Ghosts have fairies

When the handkerchief covered his mouth and nose, He Zhen sensed that it was stained with medicine, and he softened his body very "cooperatively", allowing the people behind him to lead him into the corridor.

This is a man, a living person. When he was carrying him up the stairs, he seemed to be afraid that the sensor light would be discovered by outsiders. When he raised his hand to knock the man unconscious, the man stretched out his hand and opened the corridor door on the thirteenth floor.

Running in a hurry just now took the man most of his strength. He Zhen saw him crumpled up his handkerchief and threw it into the trash can in the corridor. He raised his hand quietly, and the handkerchief fell out of the trash can again.Panting, the man put He Zhen down and hugged him in his arms. He looked for the access control card in his pocket with one hand, and dragged him in impatiently after the door opened.

He Zhen was taken by the man to a large office at the innermost part of the office area. When the door closed, there was a muffled sound, followed by a faint machine hum - the door was locked.

He was placed on a couch, one hand brushed his face lightly, the man chuckled with satisfaction, turned around and went to the cabinet to rummage through something, making a rustling sound.He Zhen closed his eyes, and felt him come back again. The next second, he felt a cold touch on his wrist, and he immediately understood what it was - this man actually tied his hands with a tie.

Something touched the tip of her nose, He Zhen frowned pretending to have a headache, and opened her eyes slowly after a long while.

There was only one desk lamp turned on by the bastard in the room, and the already hazy light fell into He Zhen's eyes, like a handful of stars falling into a clear lake. A buttoned hand moved impatiently to his trousers.

"Heh." He Zhen's eyes darkened, and the lake in his eyes seemed to have been frozen for thousands of years. Taking advantage of the few seconds of the man's stupefaction, He Zhen raised his foot and kicked violently, before the other party could react. As soon as he raised his hand, the tie that was tied tightly was loosened in an instant. He Zhen grabbed the head of the tie and flicked it, and the tie wrapped around the man's neck as if it had come alive.

"You... what are you going to do!"

The man sat on the ground in a state of embarrassment. He Zhen saw the man's appearance clearly through the lamp. He was about 40 years old, but at first glance he should be an honest type. Unexpectedly, he was a man on the surface, but he was a beast behind his back. .He Zhen felt disgusted when he saw the chain of his suit trousers that he had unzipped, and as soon as he waved his hand, the tie wrapped around the man's neck and dragged him to the window, hitting the glass with a loud noise.

"I should ask you this question." He Zhen walked up to him slowly, grabbed the tie again, and pulled it back violently. The man was immediately retched, and his eyes turned red when he saw everyone. , He Zhen loosened his hand.

"Let me go, or I..." After the man regained his breath, he wanted to speak viciously, but in the middle of speaking, he saw a wooden fan appear out of thin air in He Zhen's hand, and there was a stick on the fan bone. With a sharp blade, his arrogance was completely extinguished in an instant, "You... who are you?

He Zhen didn't answer him, she carried the wooden fan behind her back with one hand, and grabbed the man's right arm with the other.

"You... what are you doing?"

There were two clicks, and the sound of dislocation of the joints was particularly harsh in the dark space. The man screamed in pain, but the next second he was hit by a pillow on his face. It was obviously a soft thing, but he passed out instantly. .

He Zhen tied the man's other hand to the window railing with a tie. After finishing, he looked at the window glass in front of him. After a while, he said coolly, "Come out."

The office was filled with silence, and He Zhen was not in a hurry, standing still and waiting.

"Little boy."

A male voice sounded in the office, and a pale man's figure suddenly appeared in the room. The words just now came from his mouth.

"This bastard is full of viciousness, young master, it's better to kill him directly, so as not to be upset."

He Zhen chuckled lightly, "I haven't seen each other very much since I went to heaven more than 700 years ago. Who would have thought that you haven't learned to meddle in my business?"

The white-faced man smiled dryly.

"Why are you following me?"

"Come here to convey the words of the fairy to the young master." The white-faced man said: "The fairy said that he will not pursue the young master's lifelong affairs, but don't forget the promise to the fairy."

"Understood." He Zhen replied lightly, and it is not known whether he listened to it or not.

"By the way." He Zhen suddenly asked again: "Do you know the person who set up the illusion of dry bones?"

The white-faced man was startled, "I don't know."

He Zhen turned around and sat in the swivel chair on the desk and looked at him, "Before I said what the Dry Bones Illusion is, you already know that you don't know the people who set up the formation?"

The white-faced man pursed his lips and stopped talking, but his face was obviously a little paler.

"You know Xianjun's temperament. Although he sent you to me back then, he didn't care about anyone's life or death. There must be other people under him. I don't care about this. The people under me licked their faces. To tell the truth, I don't bother to care about other people's affairs, but do you think those people will give my subordinates some face in the end?" He Zhen tapped on the handrail with his fingertips, still with a calm expression, "Or is it that Xianjun is here? It has been continued for more than 700 years, and you are happy to have a successor?"

The white-faced man suddenly lowered his head in panic when he heard "Xuxian", "We will do our best for Xianjun and the little prince, and we have no other intentions."

"You really haven't seen that person?" He Zhen asked.

"No." The white-faced man replied honestly: "The other party is also wary of us, so we communicate through letters or the Internet." He hastily added another sentence: "In the future, when we receive news from the other party, we must inform them in time. "

"I know that your hands are not clean. If you enjoy the pleasure of killing people more and feel that the other party is the camp you want, you can turn around. I don't care. But as long as you stay under me for a day, you have to Act according to my rules, if someone deliberately makes me and my people unhappy..." He Zhen leaned down, shaking the fan in his hand as if unintentionally, "I don't like to kill people , but who said that being alive must be more comfortable than soul flying?"

The white-faced man stood upright without any expression, but He Zhen caught his eyelids trembling when he saw the blade protruding from Hexu's fan bone.

"Understood." After a long time, he lowered his head slightly and said something to He Zhen.

******

Tang Cheng followed Wu Min all the way down. When he reached the sixteenth floor, Wu Min gave him a hand out of breath, "Don't run away, take a break."

The two of them leaned against the wall and looked at the induction light above their heads, and they were sweating profusely in the late spring weather.

"Didn't you say that there are no ghosts in this building?" Tang Cheng turned his head to look at Wu Min, who had already stared blankly, and questioned his soul.

"Life is alive, who hasn't slapped a few times in the face." Wu Min exhaled, cursed vaguely, and said: "Damn, this half of the building is full of copywriters, who the hell knows what they wrote? Is it made up or true."

"When we came in, we opened the door on the first floor, let's escape first."

"Let me take a breath." Wu Min slid down while supporting the wall, "We've run more than a dozen floors, and the ghosts probably didn't catch up to us so quickly, did they?"

Tang Cheng was about to chat with her about Qi Tong's famous theory of fate colliding with ghosts, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the dark corridor on the top and gradually lit up the lights.

"Sister, I remember the sensor lights in this corridor."

Wu Min didn't raise her head, "Ah, yes, what's the matter?"

"Then..." Tang Cheng pointed upstairs, "Who came down?"

The lights in the corridor turned on faster and faster as they went down, as if something was flying down from above, the two of them raised their heads blankly, feeling that the skin on their cheeks was about to split due to the tension.

The lights were on the seventeenth floor, but there was no one, no footsteps, and the sensor lights turned on for no reason? !

"run!"

Wu Min grabbed Tang Cheng and ran down two stairs in one step.When he reached the thirteenth floor, Wu Min signaled Tang Cheng to follow him, pushed open the corridor door and ran out. Tang Cheng, who was two steps behind, was about to step through the door, but the door suddenly closed. Wu Min quickly pressed the door handle, but the door The door seemed to be controlled by something, and it was locked tightly with a bang.

Outside the door was the voice of Wu Min knocking on the door and calling him. Behind him was the approaching lights. The doorknob was still like a rock and couldn't be turned halfway. Tang Cheng forced himself to calm down, turned around decisively and continued down.

Hope the door on the first floor is still open, Tang Cheng burst into tears in his heart.

boom--

He didn't stop, and hit a wall.

Where is the wall on the stairs?The already experienced teenager was completely chilled in sweat.

There is no way ahead, but he obviously only went down to the third floor!Tang Cheng looked tremblingly at the floor number plate, the bright red "4" was particularly eye-catching.

Fate did not allow him to hit a ghost in the elevator, but he bumped into fate when he went down the stairs.

The Yanshan area is particularly taboo on the word "4". Many buildings will change the wording "4A", "3A" and "13A" whenever they encounter the word "23". He noticed it just now. Rong Ding also has a taboo about numbers. The word "4" has never been seen in the whole building. Now that such a floor appeared out of thin air, Tang Cheng felt that Qi Tong's mouth must have been opened.

Seeing that the sensor lights at the back were about to catch up again, Tang Cheng resignedly opened the corridor door of the "4th floor", and in an instant a gust of cold air rushed straight to his forehead, almost cooling his soul.

Regardless of Tang Cheng's objection, the door closed slowly with a toothache.

In a dark space, Tang Cheng really didn't dare to turn on the flashlight of his mobile phone, fearing that with his luck, he would bump into a grimace the moment he turned on the light.He gritted his teeth and groped forward in the dark. Before taking two steps, his knee suddenly bumped into something, and it hurt so badly.

Grinning his teeth, he rubbed his legs, and with the other hand, he carefully touched the hard object he hit just now—it was angular, and the texture was the same as the ground, but it protruded about one meter above the ground.

He bravely touched the side again. As soon as he straightened his hand, he touched something with the same shape and material, and continued to touch along the edge. This cold thing was a cuboid. Tang Cheng emptied his imagination Know what kind of things with these qualities will exist in a building.

Since he came in, there has been no movement around, and luck immediately defeated reason, and Tang Cheng breathed steadily and turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone.

However, he remained calm for only three seconds, when Tang Cheng saw the cuboid in front of him clearly through the light, his legs softened, and he almost bumped into the sharp corners.

In this huge space, there are more than a dozen sarcophagi that are integrated with the ground!

He trembled with his fingertips and wanted to turn off the phone, but he couldn't press it in the right place. Just when he felt that something strange was about to rush towards the light...

"Tang Cheng."

It's Wu Min's voice!He was overjoyed, and opened his mouth to answer.A hand tightly covered his mouth before he could speak.

Tang Cheng's hair was all over, and he struggled violently.

"Don't move, it's me." He Zhen's voice rang next to his ears, and Tang Cheng almost cried when he heard this heavenly sound.

He Zhen covered his mouth and led the people to move to the back of one of the sarcophagi. When he squatted down, Tang Cheng went crazy and wanted to lift the mobile phone with the flashlight on. He Zhen quickly snatched the mobile phone in front of him. , turned off the dazzling light, "Are you crazy?"

"That's a person, as I said, the one I saw outside the building. I met her just now after Brother Tong and I got separated."

"Then take a closer look." He Zhen supported his shoulder with one hand, and the two quietly poked their heads out from behind the sarcophagus.

"Tang Cheng!" Wu Min's voice sounded from the darkness again.

"Don't respond." He Zhen reminded in a low voice.

Tang Cheng didn't know why, but he could only obey obediently.After a while, a flashlight swept across several rows of sarcophagi, and He Zhen quickly pulled him to lower his body, narrowly avoiding the beam of light.

It was at this very moment that Tang Cheng could clearly see the appearance of the person holding the flashlight. It was a man in a security uniform, who swept every sarcophagus regularly with a flashlight, but his body didn't move at all when he walked. , It wasn't until the beam of light in his hand swept across the ground that Tang Cheng was horrified to find that his trousers were empty, and his whole body was actually suspended in mid-air.

"Tang Cheng!"

Tang Cheng was frightened and dumbfounded. He clearly saw the security guard opened his mouth and made Wu Min's voice!

"He he he he he..."

He Zhen squatted beside him and looked at him calmly, feeling very miraculous in his heart.

When he went down from the thirteenth floor to the first floor, he happened to hear a familiar scream from the stairs. After thinking about it, he went back again. As soon as he went up to the third floor, he found that "3rd floor" to "3A" There is actually an extra door on the wall between the "buildings".

Just as he was about to step forward to see what happened, a security guard suddenly floated in front of that door without making a sound. He appeared so suddenly that even He Zhen was startled.

After the security guard went straight through the door, He Zhen used the key Yan Chuan gave him to open the door quietly and followed in, until Tang Chengxin turned on the phone light.He didn't understand how this kid could encounter these strange things alone with Qi Tong.

"Remember next time, no matter day or night, if you hear your name in an empty place, don't respond."

The young man who survived the catastrophe choked with sobs and nodded vigorously.

The security guard went out lightly after patrolling around. He Zhen stood up and turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone. Tang Cheng grabbed his sleeve in fright, "Aren't you afraid there are other ghosts?" ?”

"will not."

"Ah?" Tang Cheng opened his mouth, no matter how he looked, he seemed to be acting stupidly, his eyes were shining brightly: How did you know?

He Zhen looked calm, "If you hit him, just call Qi Tong here."

Tang Cheng carefully reminded: "Brother, this building has no signal at all."

"We don't use cell phones."

What do you use?Tang Cheng looked confused, but his intuition told him it's best not to ask.

He Zhen was looking around with his mobile phone in his hand, when he passed a sarcophagus in the middle, he suddenly asked the young man who was following him stubbornly, "Tang Cheng, look over there, did something fall on the ground?"

Tang Cheng: "..."

He now has a psychological shadow on this sentence...

"Brother," Tang Cheng said weakly, "Can we change a line?"

"What's wrong?" He Zhen walked over and picked up a book and a card on the ground in front of the sarcophagus.

Tang Cheng recounted what happened just now, and He Zhen listened to it while flipping through the book with his mobile phone. When Tang Cheng mentioned the middle-aged cleaning lady on the 26th floor, He Zhen took The card was pushed in front of Tang Cheng, "Is this the person you saw?"

Tang Cheng took a look, only to find that it was actually a woman's work card, "Actually, I didn't see it, but Wu Min saw it when he went into the office to pick up things."

"This building is not safe." He Zhen put away the notebook and work card, took Tang Cheng's arm and walked out, "Let's go, find the big troops first."

They walked back to the door they came in, only to find that the door gradually faded away and gradually merged with the wall.

Seeing that the door lock had been covered with a layer of wall, Tang Cheng's forehead instantly burst into cold sweat, "Are we unable to get out?"

He Zhen didn't speak, stretched out his left hand, and drew a red line with his fingertips. When the front end of the red line touched the door panel that was about to disappear, it split into several pieces, and stuck to the door like a spider web.He Zhen pulled back, and the whole door was broken into seven or eight pieces in an instant, and pieces of gray and white walls were lifted up.

He walked out of the broken and irregular doorway with his people. Tang Cheng saw that he had no psychological pressure to destroy public property, and looked back quietly. It seemed that something was about to break out of the still dark space. The boy swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Don't we need to close the door? What if something escapes from inside?"

"Whether you close the door or not, the contents will come out."

"..." Tang Cheng pulled out a stiff smile, thank you, I was comforted.

******

Qi Tong looked coldly at the man who was tied up in front of the window and shouted hysterically that there was a ghost, and the irritability in his heart became more and more intense. He Zhen was not here, but when he left, he opened the door of this office and left behind. Close the virtual fan.

Yan Chuan and the others hurried in, and after seeing that the scene was still harmonious, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wu Min!" The man raised his untied fingers with difficulty and pointed at Wu Min, and said to Qi Tong, "This is my employee, she can testify that I am an ordinary person, I don't know anything, just now is true There is a ghost, you see, he is the one who tied me here!"

"Damn!" Wu Min spat at him fiercely, "You're an animal at best, pretending to be a white lotus, please fasten your trousers first!"

"You..." The man was impatient and was about to curse, but Qi Tong suppressed his anger and walked up to the man, "Yo, what's wrong with this hand?"

"It was tricked by that ghost!" The man was about to complain when he heard the greeting, "I have such a charming face, I didn't expect it to be such a monster..."

"Hmph." Qi Tong suddenly gave a cold laugh, the man suddenly couldn't continue speaking, he just felt that the person in front of him was emitting a chill that didn't seem to come from the world.

Alas, to die.Bu Yehou stepped forward to check his untied hand with an expression of hospice care, but it was in an awkward arc.He raised his head and said to Qi Tong, "The shoulder and elbow joints have been twisted and dislocated."

"Did you touch him?" Qi Tong slightly possessed himself.

"Just touched him a few times and he made me like this!" The man roared, looking into Qi Tong's eyes, he felt a sense of oppression from the top of his head, which was about to crush him to death, his voice weakened: "It's...it's not considered touching...is it?"

"Which hand touched him?"

"Ah... ah?"

Qi Tong went around Buyehou and untied the tie that bound the man's arm, Buyehou asked: "Would you like to help him put his arm back?"

"Wait a while." Qi Tong said, before everyone could react, they only heard two sounds of bones shifting, the man cried out in pain, Qi Tong added: "We'll get together a pair and we'll talk. "

The man gasped and stared at him, "You wait for me, I will sue you to death."

Qi Tong was so disturbed that his brain ached, he looked back, and clicked his tongue impatiently, "That girl Changying is not here, otherwise he would be quieter than now by hypnotizing him into a pig."

"Are you going to connect it now?" Bu Yehou's eyes sparkled.

Yan Chuan: "Why are you so excited?"

Bu Yehou: "It's been a long time since I set a bone, I'm looking forward to it."

"..." Qi Tong looked at him speechlessly, and said, "If he survives tonight, help him put his hand on and send him to the prison."

"What do you mean by surviving tonight?" Yan Chuan frowned.

"There are so many ghosts in this building, and he is immoral, maybe he will be cold when he walks out of this door." Qi Tong played with He Zhen's wooden fan, and said briskly, the man beside him almost peed in fear.

I only heard him say again: "If he hasn't survived tonight, there is no need to set his bones. I roughly calculated that if a beast like him enters the underworld, he will also be punished by frustrating bones and scraping flesh. At that time, his whole body will be tortured." If you chop it up, you just have to dislocate your hands now, it’s nothing, and it’s a waste of energy to help him connect.”