Supernatural Live: Follow the network cable to scare you

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Pony and ZZC also spotted the large ward with the door open in front, and they also saw the numbers ‘301-303’ written on the ward.

The two looked at each other in panic, and ZVC took out a pen and paper and wrote: Pony, are we going in? Here are the numbers 301 and 302, and 303.

The pony wrote on the paper: I guess, as long as we go in, we will definitely encounter that kind of thing, which of us will enter first?

ZZC: The last time I played a game with that ghost baby, you and Mr. P threw me out, so I was eaten by a ghost at that time, do you know how scared I was at that time?

The pony was embarrassed, took the pen, and wrote: “That’s okay, this time I’m advanced, you follow me, if the situation is wrong, don’t worry about you running around alone, otherwise something will definitely go wrong.”

ZZC nodded, put away the pen and paper, and pushed the pony in front of him.

The pony who can’t tell MMP in his heart can only write down this feud first.

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The pony who tiptoed to the door of the large ward first glanced cautiously into the ward.

In dim light.

The pony saw that there were 3 wards in the ward, two of which were empty, but the one marked 303 looked like someone was there.

He gestured for the ZZC who followed behind to also glance at the situation inside.

After reading it, ZCC took out a pen and paper again and wrote: No. 303 seems to have someone, by the way, why do I think 301 and 302 are for the two of us?

The pony felt a little chill in his scalp, shook his head and wrote: Don’t think about it, the strange fog is coming again, we must go in, get ready, remember, don’t talk.

ZCC wrote: Don’t worry, even if I am scared to death today, I will definitely not make a sound, but you have to be careful.

The pony suddenly panicked a little, not worried about the ghost, but he recalled that whenever his big brother ZZC set up a brand new FLGA, I was afraid that the next thing would really be pitted.

Shaking his head secretly, the pony threw away the bad memories in his mind, prayed in his heart, and was the first to enter the ward.

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Looking around, it was just an extremely ordinary ward and three wards, except for the number 303, nothing beyond their expectations happened for the time being.

The pony turned his head and waved his hand, and the ZCC, who received the signal, followed suit.

When the two of them entered the ward, a strange wind blew through, and with a bang, the door automatically closed and locked.

ZZC almost exclaimed, but he held back and stared around with the pony in trepidation.

Still nothing happened, and the two people who scared themselves gradually calmed down.

After taking a heavy breath, ZZZC pointed to bunk 303, which seemed to be manned.

The pony who covered his mouth to prevent being frightened out of his voice, jerked his heart and forcefully lifted the quilt of 303.

Wow! ~

303’s quilt was lifted, and Pony and ZZZC were immediately startled.

What they saw was not some ghost, but the yellow-robed old Taoist priest who was dragged into the ceiling by the white-haired skeleton on the first floor of the building.

ZZC boldly stepped forward and probed the other party’s nose, took out a pen and paper and wrote: He is alive, and breathing, as if he is asleep, what do you say we should do now?

The pony saw the scene at this moment and fell into deep thought, because he knew what ZZC meant by writing this.

The simple expression is to ask the pony if he wants to find a way to save this old Taoist priest, or the two of them to find a way to leave this ward and not care about the life or death of this old Taoist priest.

After all, the medical records of 301 and 302, which are the tokens of the two of them, have already arrived.

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While the pony was pondering, the old Taoist priest lying on the sick seat twitched as if he had a nightmare, and his eyelids kept rolling, as if he was about to be woken up in the next moment.

There was no time to react, and the old Daoist who was sleeping on the 303rd ward sat up with an extremely frightened expression, and gasped: “Oh, it’s scared to death!” Phew~whew~”

He spoke!

Bang! ~

Just a few seconds later, the locked ward door was knocked open by an external force.

The familiar white-haired skeleton followed the guidance of the old Taoist priest’s voice and floated into the ward, searching for the living person who spoke.

The pony’s mentality exploded, he did not calculate that it was not the two of them who spoke out loud and brought this ghost thing over, and at the same time he was thinking back to the paragraph where ZZC had just set up a brand new FLGA.

On the other hand, the old Taoist priest, who had just woken up from a nightmare, saw that the ghost thing appeared again, and with that speed that did not fit his age, he jumped off the hospital position violently, pulling ZZC with one hand and the pony with the other, shouting: “What are you still stunned for, the ghosts are out, let’s run away!” ”

In this way, the two people in the confusion were ‘coerced’ out of the ward by this old Taoist priest who attracted ghosts.

While running, the pony wondered: Who am I? Where am I? Why am I being chased by ghosts? Also, this old Taoist, my Maye who is dead in the mud!

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