The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

"However, we are blocked by ghosts at the door. They have entered the living room and are coming towards the study. We have no way to escape."

"you?"

"..." Wang Lingxian: "My classmate and I, his name is Totem."

Cen now understands.

There were two people on the other side of the phone. If you guessed correctly, they should be students from the University of Michigan branch who went on missions with the investigation team of the special department of Xinhai City. They were sophomores or juniors with excellent talents, and they dared to leave the team privately and break into the second floor. Investigate, even if you dare to call the phone number he left when you are surrounded by ghosts, you are not afraid of being tricked.

The conversation was so calm, haggling, and unhurried that it was hard to believe that they were at the end of their rope.

But no matter what their purpose is, Cen Jin only needs them to believe in the blood moon riots tonight, and to convince them they must show their value.

Solving ghosting is a good letter of surrender.

Cen Jin turned his head to look at the white coat + gas mask left in the closet, guessing that they were in Zhao Guanghao's study at the moment, using the same telephone, and said softly, "Did you see the closet opposite the desk? Open it , put on a bloody white coat, a gas mask, a bloody axe, and walk out generously."

There is only one set in the closet, and he plans to go to the next door to find one and put it in later. He originally wanted to let Wang Lingxian and Wang Lingxian join the big family of ghosts. After all, white coats and gas masks are commonly used equipment by ghosts. .

Maybe after wearing them, they will feel more intimate, and they will be mistaken for their own and let them go?

Unexpectedly, Wang Lingxian blurted out: "You want us to pretend to be you?"

Cen Jin: "..." How do they know what they are wearing now?

Wang Lingxian: "It's a good idea."

Puzzled, but less talk and less mistakes, Cen Jin replied vaguely: "Yes. Are there any questions? If not, I will hang up."

As soon as Wang Lingxian returned, Cen Jin quickly hung up the phone, redialed his mobile phone number, recorded the phone number, and added a sentence on the paper, "Dial this number, I know how to kill ghosts", and then hid the paper on the desk I kept a folder in my stomach, and checked to see if I could find a notebook or diary similar to Dr. Davis's draft, but unfortunately I found nothing.

The owner of this house is Zhao Guanghao. The husband and wife are both biologists. There is no research-related data in the bedroom or study. It is estimated that after the massacre, all suspicious materials were cleaned up.

It is estimated that there is nothing to be found on the second floor, so I still try to go to the fifth floor to have a look.

Thinking of this, Cen Jin dragged his ax to leave the study room, and pulled open the door. His relaxed expression froze instantly, his pupils contracted sharply, and a chilly air rushed from the soles of his feet to his back, and the pores of his body screamed with fear and horror.

But I saw that the corridor was full of ghosts at some point, in different postures, motionless.

Cen Jin held his breath, his heart beat faster, and he tentatively walked out. The ghost turned his head and stared at him. The nearest ghost was half a meter in front of him to the right. The position of his face was just a rolling black mist, but he somehow knew That is the face of the ghost.

And the ghost can see him.

Cen Jin didn't dare to act rashly, his mind was running fast, the ghost was obviously not playing a game of one, two, three wooden figures with him, there was no limit to the killing of foreign objects, unless their own strength was too weak and they had to rely on some external force or set up traps, Hallucinations kill humans.

Ghosting didn't jump over and tear him apart directly, either he was too weak to move, or his moving speed was too slow, but if Ghosting was so weak, the two senior brothers Wang Lingxian wouldn't be trapped in the study.

Although it remains to be verified whether it is the end of the road, it is certain that the ghosts have brought them some trouble.

Even if ghosts are not a threat, there are black parasites associated with them haunting the second floor, which is the most terrifying thing for humans.

Cen Jin tried to pass through the ghosts and enter the next room. Sure enough, all the ghosts only turned their heads to look at him, and some even turned their backs 180 degrees without moving their bodies. Fortunately, they could only turn their heads.

So he walked through the ghost shadow to the next room without incident, found a set of white coat and gas mask and put them back in Zhao Guanghao's study.

After handling it properly, Cen Jin raised his head and suddenly saw four ghost figures appearing in the living room!

Three big and one small, one of the tallest ghosts stood at the door facing the bed and wardrobe and other sundries, another shorter ghost stood in the living room and made a movement of pushing the sofa, and the third thin ghost was ready Hide ghosts that look like children.

Looking at the direction is coming towards the study.

At the same time, all the ghosts outside the corridor disappeared without a trace.

Cen Jin quickly flashed into the second bedroom on the opposite side, and saw through the crack of the door that the little ghost was indeed hidden in the study room. As soon as the door closed, there were crisp footsteps from outside the corridor.

Accompanied by the footsteps, there is also the sound of the ax being dragged on the ground, which is especially loud in the dead of night.

The big ghost had already closed the door, and the heavy objects such as the bed cabinet that had been removed blocked the door again. The shorter ghost and the thinner ghost pushed the sofa together. There was no friction sound, and the sofa could not even be seen by the naked eye. trajectory, but the couch did move position.

Cen Jin never took his eyes off the ghosts, but he couldn't see their trajectory no matter what, as if the ghosts were just countless frames of freeze-frame animation. At the door, the next second it turned into a ghost and hid in the house.

He speculated that the reason for this "teleportation" phenomenon is that there are also ghost activities on the second floor of the real world, and they overlap with the inner world where time and space are not stable, resulting in some kind of time and space interlacing phenomenon, the human brain CPU level Too low to handle complex data and therefore not see ghost activity tracks.

Da, da, da, da, da...

At this time, the footsteps stopped at the door of Zhao Guanghao's house.

The three ghosts in the living room found their hiding places respectively, and the room returned to deadly silence.

Something outside the door knocks and says it's back, let the door open.

He knocked persistently without getting a response, his emotions became more and more angry, and his voice became more and more shrill. Finally, a roar almost like a beast filled the entire corridor, and the loud noise seemed to turn into a substantial sound wave, shaking the air to all directions.

The dust in the house created a small vortex visible to the naked eye. The heavy object blocking the door was pushed back a centimeter or two, leaving gray-white scratches. The iron door was loose, and a gap as wide as an index finger appeared.

The next moment, a pair of gray hands suddenly inserted into the crack of the door, held the iron door, fumbled for the door lock with a little force, then pulled it off completely, threw away the door lock, and pushed the door vigorously.The iron door did not move at all. It realized that there was a heavy object blocking the door and retracted its hand. There was no movement for a long time.

The three ghosts in the living room thought that the things outside had gone, so they quietly poked their heads out to check the situation. Among them, the big ghost gestured for others to stay still, and the next moment it squatted behind the door and used a mirror to observe whether the things outside the door were still.

It is estimated that the mirror did not see the foreign object outside, because the other two ghosts came out, and the thinner ghosts came towards the study, ready to carry out the little daughter. They wanted to hurry up when the alienated elder son left outside. Escape to the second floor.

But they missed the education of the eldest son, and misjudged his cunning, because it is lying on the iron gate at this moment, curled up in some position so as not to be seen by the mirror, and its pale and terrifying eyes are pressed against the crack of the iron gate, cold and cruel. Look at the ghost in the house.

Cen Jin was startled, the ax was originally embedded in the gap, but the ghost family of four did not notice that the ax was pulled out.

After thinking about it, the situation in the house changed to two male ghosts moving heavy objects blocking the door, a female ghost holding the little ghost, and a family of four preparing to escape.Just when the last heavy object blocking the door was removed, there was a loud bang, and the iron door was split open, and a tall monster with blue-gray skin stood at the door with an ax in hand.

That monster looked like a human being, with regular features but eyes full of whites, bluish-gray skin, the skull was pried open to reveal the frontal lobe, and a group of wriggling black worms were curled up inside, which made Cen Jin feel chills all over his body.

This monster is about two meters tall and has full muscles. He picked up the ax and slashed at the ghosts. The ghosts panicked and fled in all directions, showing the appearance of broken arms and legs. It is not difficult to guess that this is what happened to them before they died. .

Cen Jin frowned, the corners of his lips curled down, and his face was tense, thinking that they were all contaminated foreign objects?How could he be killed during his lifetime and still be hunted down over and over again after his death?How insane is Li Zhenzhong!

Immediately afterwards, I thought of the two shadow mercenaries at the middle and back doors, and the mercenaries described in Davis's draft who were killed by ghosts and parasites.Although it is said that mercenaries aided the tyrant in the abuse, and there is more than a crime to die, it is an indisputable fact that ghosts kill people. After all, dogs eat dogs.

The gods are untrustworthy, and foreign bodies that hate humans and eat humans are even more unbelievable. The University of Michigan takes the responsibility of killing ghosts, and cannot sympathize with them because they were miserable during their lifetime... Grass!

The ignorant little ghost was protected by his parents. The monster's ax fell and cut off the big ghost's head neatly. little ghost.

Every time the ghost image is chopped off, the color of its body becomes darker, and the parts that are as thick as ink are equivalent to maturity, so they are chopped off and fed to the black worms in the frontal lobe.

The parts eaten by the black worms cannot be regenerated, and the big ghost has lost two arms, and the skinny ghost has also lost a leg. At this time, the head of the younger brother's ghost has turned black like ink.

The ax raised high by the monster turned in mid-air and headed towards his brother's head.

Once the head is eaten, that is the real demise.

Cen Jin sighed silently, he really wanted to abide by the school rules, but as a kind and brave ordinary person, his heart was too soft.

Feeling that his heart was too soft, Huangmao Sangpi, wearing a gas mask and a bloody white coat, kicked open the door and rushed out, raised the blood-stained ax and slashed at the monster's neck fiercely.

With a sound of "clang", the ax slashed across the monster's hard neck, sparking sparks at the same time, successfully stopped the monster from cutting the ax at his younger brother Guiying, but Cen Jin failed to stop the ax and went around behind the monster With his back on the overturned wooden cabinet, he used a backflip to strike the monster's frontal lobe.

The target is the mass of black parasites.

There was a sound of '噗嗤', the sharp ax almost sank into the monster's head to the position between the eyebrows, the black worm in the middle of the frontal lobe was split in half, and thick, stinky blood flowed out.

"Roar!!" The monster screamed, waving the hands holding the ax indiscriminately, without aim.

The veins on the back of Cen Jin's hands were bulging, and his fingertips turned white. He tried to pull out the ax but got stuck. When the monster found out his intentions, he held onto the handle of the ax tightly, staring at the strange creature in front of him with a ferocious face.

It didn't even realize that Cen Jin was human, and the equipment reminded it of the unpleasant experiences in its lifetime, the parents who were busy with work, the white coat who secretly sewed strange bugs into his forehead, and the mercenaries in gas masks who beat them!

This foreign body dressed up as a strange doctor is full of disgusting elements from head to toe, it must be killed!

The monster held the handle of the ax in one hand, and swung the ax with the other. The gleaming ax slashed towards his face. Cen Jin had to let go and backed away. Because of the excessive speed and force, the soles of his shoes grazed the ground and screamed piercingly.

Cen Jin stared at the monster to calm down its rapid breathing, the latter pulled out the ax on his head, and used the left and right axes to attack the unarmed Cen Jin.

The monster looked down at Cen Jin's hands, then at the two axes in his hand, with a ferocious smile on his face, and endless malice poured out instantly.

For no reason, Cen Jin read the meaning of "I have a sharp blade, you don't have one, go to hell" from the monster's movements. He couldn't help but stand up straight, loosen his finger bones, and then put his left and right hands into his backpack and pulled out a bone cutter and a Western kitchen knife respectively, looking at it with satisfaction. See the frozen smiling face of the monster.

"It turns out that you can still think and stay rational. Before you died, you were Li Zhenzhong's ghost, and after you died, you were Hei Chong's ghost."

Huang Mao's shoulders shook, and the shoulder bag slipped off, full of murderous aura.

"If I kill you, you will die unjustly."