Yin Yang ferry

While speaking, the woman behind has already come over, raised her nails high, and stabbed at the back of He Shu's neck!

A strong wind came from behind, and Liang Qingru hugged He Shu tightly in front of him, unable to move or break free.

"what!"

The back of He Shu's neck was in pain, and he even felt that the sharp nails were directly inserted into his flesh.

The smell of blood filled the whole sense of smell in an instant, and the sight was gradually blocked by the blood mist.

"Liang, Qing, Ru!"

He Shu tried his best to ignore the pain in the back of his neck, and stared at the mud in front of him, saying every word.

"I know you died a miserable death, but your death was not an accident. You died innocently. I want to save you and help you find out the truth. Trust me, okay?"

He could imagine how painful Liang Qingru was after his death. His body fell into the bottom of the elevator. He was still alive and still felt pain, but he could only watch the elevator fall from above, crushing himself into a pulp. Unable to escape, she was trapped here in a continuous cycle, and she was even forced to forget the fact that she was dead, and the tangible and invisible resentment nourished the driving force behind everything.

No, He Shu felt that he couldn't imagine that the pain, which was tantamount to torture, could no longer be described in words.

An ordinary girl who commutes to and from get off work, and may have been in love, married and had children for many years. She spends her daily life from nine to five. What she comes into contact with is nothing but trivial matters of relatives and friends around her. She never foresees that she will encounter such thing.

The fingernails made strokes on the back of He Shu's neck.

Every blow is bloody.

Each stroke is a special stroke.

The woman is drawing a symbol on his flesh.

He Shu vaguely sensed that it seemed to be some cursed inscription.

Worse outcomes could have happened once the inscription was complete.

Because the skin and flesh scratched by the woman's nails began to heat up and burn.

But he couldn't get out of the way, because if he got out of the way, the woman would attack him and Liang Qingru together.

At that time, Liang Qingru will have a dead end.

Running out of time!

He Shu gritted his teeth, no longer counting on Liang Qingru's own awakening.

He closed his eyes and began to empty all his thoughts, thinking silently in his mind——

He Shu of the Zhixu Sect of Yunhai Mountain is here to punish evil and destroy demons, but the demons are rampant, and the demons are one foot tall. The disciple is desperate, and the fire of life will be extinguished. I implore all passing gods to help me. The disciple is willing to respect with sincerity. Worship and bow your head to respond to the drive!

……

Darkness, endless darkness, no light at all.

The sound of heavy breathing became more and more clear.

It was He Shu's own.

In addition, there were Liang Qingru sobbing softly, and the laughter of the woman behind her.

he he he he he.

The spell on the nape of his neck was almost complete, but his spell of summoning the gods didn't seem to work at all.

In the past, as long as He Shu invited each other, there must be a spirit.

But now, after his injury, his energy and yang are not as good as before. On the other hand, it is because there must be an invisible barrier in this building, which blocks or reduces the power of the spell. The ghosts outside may not hear him. call.

He discarded distracting thoughts and recited the mantra silently over and over again.

The pain from the wound on the nape of the neck and the blood curse was more pronounced.

Regardless of Brother Yinshen or Sister Fierce Ghost, at least one of you will come!

He Shu growled inwardly.

The woman behind him seemed to hear his roar, and the laughter became more frequent, and countless hands suddenly stretched out from the ground to grab him.

If there is light now, He Shu can see that those hands are highly rotten, exposing the bones, like a long-drowning person holding on to a straw and refusing to let go.

Those hands clung to each other, like sped-up climbing vines, and quickly grabbed He Shu's waist.

Almost half of his body was covered by the mud mixed with bones and flesh, unable to turn or escape.

"I, I will walk with you..."

He Shu heard Liang Qingru whisper, crying while talking.

"I don't want to die, I want to go back to see my parents, I want to get out of here!"

It was really not easy, I finally woke up, but——

It's too late, girl, it would be great if you woke up a few seconds earlier!

You can be slow even for such a major event. Do you need to work overtime only if you are always procrastinating at work?

He can't even move now, how can he get out of here? !

He Shu decided to fight with his back!

He bit the tip of his tongue while panting violently, and spurted out the magic spell that condensed the power of the blood mixed with it.

"break!"

With a bang, all the white bones wrapped around his body shattered and splashed away.

The laughter of the woman behind him instantly turned into a shrill scream, and her figure exploded into pieces.

He Shu only felt the pressure from all sides on his body suddenly eased.

He was a little puzzled.

Before he could say the mantra just now, these bones and the woman would disappear because...

There is an extra arm on the waist.

A normal arm with body temperature.

The breath is inexplicably familiar.

It is Guanghan.

…………

"Master, what should we do now?"

After witnessing the disappearance of He Shu, Guang Han, and assistant Xiaoqian one after another, she was also a little uneasy, and for the first time there was anxiety on her cold and delicate face.

"It's not as simple as what Zheng Qi said. At first, I thought it was either a ghost covering his eyes or a ghost hitting the wall. At best, it was a clever way of blinding his eyes, but now it seems that it is more than that. Is there something else he is hiding from us?"

Song Taiping stared at the compass in his hand, and his brows became more and more wrinkled.

He has an idea—

"There is indeed a problem."

"Master?"

"The building itself is likely to be a formation. Or, someone took advantage of the fact that someone died in an accident in this area, and set up a formation to make more people die inside."

Fang Yue was shocked by what her master said.

In the city center, a commercial office building, thousands of people come in and out every day, and countless companies are rushing to enter the golden area. Someone actually uses this place to set up an army. Using so many lives as a calculation tool, is it more than audacious?

"What is the purpose of that person?"

Song Taiping shook his head, he had seen a lot in his life, but this was the first time he encountered such an incredible thing.

If he had known it would be so tricky, no matter how high the price Zheng Qi offered, he would definitely not take the job.

The master and apprentice walked around the 21st floor, but did not find Guang Han and the others, and no strange things happened again.

The compass in Song Taiping's hand also returned to normal, and he could turn it as he wanted.

But Song Taiping's brows did not loosen because of this.

"Go to the fourteenth floor and have a look."

The fourteenth floor is the floor that Liang Qingru never returns to in the video.

There was no abnormality in the elevator, and the two reached the fourteenth floor smoothly.

But as soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he heard a scream.

Fang Yue's nerves were tense, she was startled, and subconsciously pulled Song Taiping back two steps, trying to push Master back into the elevator first.

Song Taiping stopped her, stepped forward to block her behind, and walked slowly towards the source of the cry.

"Master..."

Fang Yue quickly followed.

The next moment, the master and apprentice saw a terrifying scene at the end of the corridor.

At the end of the corridor, a man covered in blood was stumbling towards them.

"Help! Help..."

"It's that Korean!"

Fang Yue recognized it, it was Jin Yingxin!

How did he become like this?

When we first met, Jin Yingxin was calm and elegant, with an elite demeanor, how could there be any more at this moment?Her hair was messed up, strands of her face were sticking together, as embarrassing as she could be, and there were dark spots here and there on her body, which were the color of blood after it had coagulated.

In the blink of an eye, Jin Yingxin ran in front of her.

Before Fang Yue could react, the other party had already tightly grasped Song Taiping's arms and shook them violently.

"Run, let's run! Something is wrong here!"

"Mr. Jin, calm down, don't shake my master, what's the matter?"

"There is a problem here, I won't accept the order, I want to go back!"

Jin Yingxin was inexplicably furious, pushed them aside, and ran towards the elevator again, but he had just taken a few steps when he turned around suddenly with a smirk on his face.

"You guys still go with me!"

He said, catch Fang Yue first!

Fang Yue was shocked, and reached out to touch the sword behind her back, but she was half a step too late, the opponent's hand was already grabbing her arm like an iron hoop.

The opponent let out a scream, and immediately let go and retreated.

It was actually Song Taiping who was old and strong, he had been prepared for a long time, and his movements were half a step faster than his apprentice, he directly pulled out the magic weapon in the sword bag and slashed at Jin Yingxin's arm!

The magic weapon was originally a mahogany sword, with a circle of copper coins tied on it with a red thread. It is reasonable to say that it is not very sharp, but Jin Yingxin screamed when he touched it, and then shrank into the elevator.

At the same time, Fang Yue flicked the flashlight in his hand, and found that there was a black shadow on the ground that was not their shadow, sticking out of the ground, silently grabbing Song Taiping's ankle.

"careful!"

Song Taiping made a move faster than Fang Yue's voice, and the mahogany sword stabbed at the shadow on the ground!

With a splash, it faded away like a tide, and the black shadow receded in an instant, completely merging with the darkness.

Look at Jin Yingxin, who was hiding in the elevator and shivering.

"Get in the elevator, get down!" Song Taiping stopped drinking.

Without further ado, Fang Yue dragged the master in, and pressed the button on the first floor.

The elevator door slowly closed.

The black shadow seemed quite unwilling to give up, and wanted to reach in, but Song Taiping quickly reached out with another sword, blocking the dirty thing a second before closing the door.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Jin Yingxin seemed to be back to normal, Fang Yue couldn't help but ask, "What happened to you just now!"

Jin Yingxin swallowed, her face still pale.

"I don't know. I was going to look down from floor to floor. I didn't encounter anything from the top floor to the 22nd floor. When I got out of the elevator on the 21st floor, I always felt that someone was staring at me. That feeling you guys do you know?"

Fang Yue nodded.

People's senses are actually very keen. Sometimes they are invisible to the naked eye, but other parts of the body can perceive them, such as breath, sound, or even a mysterious sixth sense. It is difficult to describe in words, but it does exist.

"But I couldn't see people all the time, I just felt cold, and my back was chilly, so I used some methods of exorcising ghosts."

Jin Yingxin didn't say what method he used to exorcise ghosts. Every sect is different, and different countries are even more different. At this time, there is no need to get entangled in these details. Jin Yingxin must have some skills, so he was invited by Zheng Qi.

But his ability is obviously not enough.

Jin Yingxin met a ghost hitting the wall on the 21st floor, and went round and round. The feeling of maggots attached to his bones was always with him, and there was even a weird laugh. Jin Yingxin looked for a way out of this predicament, but somehow stepped on Empty stairs, with multiple falls and bleeding all over his body, only then did he realize that somehow, when he rolled down the stairs, he had rolled so many floors and reached the fourteenth floor.

"You were on the 21st floor just now? Didn't you see us?" Fang Yue asked.

Jin Yingxin shook her head blankly.

He is now like a child who is full of doubts about the world. The self-confidence that he had mastered before is gone, and all that is left is endless fear and fear.