Dong, Dongdong.
At this moment.
In an apartment building in Kobe City, a depressed and dull knocking sounded in the dark corridor without lights. The sound had no echo and was extremely strange. It seemed to hit a person's heart, making people almost breathless.
In the darkness, the old man in a retro gown had been knocking on the door. The old man had been dead for a long time, with a dry and thin skin, covered with corpse spots, his eyes were hollow and numb, without any emotion.
Dong, Dongdong
The knock on the door continued, and the door of the rental house in front of him had been opened, but the old man did not go in and was still knocking on the door.
Ah！
A scream came from inside, but then the scream came to an abrupt end. Then something fell heavily on the ground, extremely dull, and in the end everything returned to peace.
The terrifying old man in a long gown put down his arm mechanically at this moment. He turned around and continued to walk forward. The building where he passed was aging, the walls fell off, and the mottled and black, as if he had been destroyed by the years, and had an incredible feeling.
And with the knocking old man leaving.
In the rental house just now, two corpses fell to the ground. The corpses were a man and a woman. They all had their eyes wide open and died with their eyes open. There were no wounds on their bodies. All their physical functions were very healthy, but they had no life characteristics. This was a strange phenomenon that could not be explained by medicine.
Knocking on the door and killing people is so bizarre and weird.
The old man who left continued to move forward, and it was still wandering in the building, obviously there was still a target to be targeted.
The old man's actions were not fast, step by step, stiff and slow, wandering constantly in every corner of the building. Despite this, the old man quickly found the target and came to a rental house on the first floor above.
The door was closed and there was no movement inside, as if it was an empty rental house.
But there are people inside.
It was the survivor who was still here. It was a man in his forties. He hid in his quilt with his head covered, his face full of fear. The phone next to him had already stopped due to the lack of electricity.
It is impossible to ask for help or something. The only way is to stay here and live hard.
But the man knew very well what was going on in this city. The dead streets and dead heads floating in the sky told him that the terrifying ghost was covering everything he knew. There was no hope of escaping from here. He could only hide here and pray that he would not be targeted by the evil ghost.
But the man felt that he would not be lucky anymore.
Because he received a call not long ago, and no one spoke on the other side of the phone, only a knock on the door came.
But the phone was obviously shut down.
The man hiding in the quilt looked at the phone in horror, and recalled the strange dongdongdong sound in his mind.
Dong, Dongdong!
Sudden.
Everything was broken, and a knock on the door came from outside his rental house. The rhythm and frequency of the sound were exactly the same as those on the previous phone, without any difference. The reality sound was even more dull and weird. Just by hearing it, it made people feel like they were pinched and couldn't breathe.
No, no, who is knocking on my door?Is it a neighbor?Or is that thing coming...
The man's head was confused and fear surged all over his body, but the knock on the door continued.
Dong, Dongdong.
The sound echoed in the room, but it was all too late. The man was still thinking just now, but his breath suddenly stopped and he fell to the ground, then he remained motionless, allowing his body to gradually become cold.
The ghost knocking on the door is still happening.
However, the terrifying old man suddenly paused after ringing the house.
It was like a stiff corpse standing in place, without breathing or shaking.
Soon, the old man moved again. Instead of continuing to go deeper into the building, it was walking back and starting to leave along the way he had just come.
Because something is attracting it, it has to give up its next goal and choose to go towards a specific location.
The effect of the ghost candle appeared, and it attracted the doorknob.
But before the knocking ghost arrived, the real horror had quietly come.
On the gray sky, the dead heads floating with their eyes closed began to gather involuntarily in a direction of the city, as if a gust of wind was blowing these heads, causing them to change their positions, or something also attracted these terrible heads.
soon.
There are more and more strange things happening around the ghost boy standing at the intersection with a white candle. Some are understandable, and some are existences that Yang Jian himself cannot understand.
He was like a bystander, staring at everything around him.
A cold female corpse approached Yang Jian numbly, but it was not a ghost, but a ghost slave. Yang Jian glanced at the ghost eyes slightly, and the headless ghost behind him swayed and directly invaded the corpse.
Soon, the body lost its movement and fell to the ground with a thud.
The ghost slave is too weak and can be solved by just ghost shadows. The only thing Yang Jian fears is the real evil ghost who stays here.
For example, there are more and more people on the head.
Bang!
A dead head fell from the sky and smashed on the road, breaking into pieces, and the smell of corpses spread all over the ground.
This is a head that has reached its limit, and it cannot be supported in the floating air.
Yang Jian was indifferent. His ghost eyes peered at the heads one by one, as if he had found something special from these different heads, because he still had not determined what the ghost was at the source of the human head balloon, and only knew that this ghost had something to do with the Caesar Hotel.
If you think about it carefully now, the ghost who happened to the supernatural incident in the city under Tong Qian's jurisdiction is likely to be a ghost who escaped from those mysterious rooms.
The people's heads floated and the gathering of nearby ghost slaves were enough to prove how terrible this city was. Under the attraction of this ghost candle, many potential dangers will be exposed.
Fortunately, the ghost boy is the one who bears this price, otherwise anyone who holds the ghost candle will die.
The number is a bit too many, haven’t the door knockers appeared yet?Yang Jian frowned.
Several corpses have fallen near him, and these are ghost slaves killed by him, but the source of the ghost is still dormant and has not been revealed.
We have to continue to let the ghost candle burn, hoping that there will be no accidents.Yang Jian felt a little uneasy. According to his plan, he would quickly attract the knocking ghost and blow out the ghost candle.
Now it seems that the location deviation of Mishima's perception is a bit big. The ghost is indeed nearby, but it is not the closest to it.
soon.
The ghost slave had already arrived at the ghost boy, and the pale palms stretched towards the ghost boy, as if they were going to attack it and kill it.
The shroud on the ghost boy was floating, as if he was getting alive, resisting the attacks of those ghost slaves. Although it seemed that the ghost slave was about to be buried alive by those dead bodies, Yang Jian knew that the ghost child had nothing to do.
On the contrary, with the contact with the ghost boy, the wet corpse water was contaminated with. The corpses that had been dead for a long time began to rot quickly, and then they lost the support of their supernatural power and fell to the ground.
Mr. Yang, something is wrong. If this continues, we will all die. The candle should be blown out.
Nagasawa shouted in horror at this moment. Even though he didn't notice it at the beginning, he could see terrible figures coming out of the darkness and then approaching.
Mishima was so scared that her face was pale. Her perception was filled with dense ghosts, and there was no place to go. The only safe place was around Yang Jian.
Just like Keiko, who was trembling slightly with her eyes closed, although she was afraid, she was always safe.
Before they were targeted by the real ghost, their lives could be temporarily guaranteed. Yang Jian did not choose to give them up directly. Although they were indeed useless at this time, they were also helpful, so there was still some care.
It's not time yet.Yang Jian coldly rejected Nagasawa's proposal.
At this moment.
In an apartment building in Kobe City, a depressed and dull knocking sounded in the dark corridor without lights. The sound had no echo and was extremely strange. It seemed to hit a person's heart, making people almost breathless.
In the darkness, the old man in a retro gown had been knocking on the door. The old man had been dead for a long time, with a dry and thin skin, covered with corpse spots, his eyes were hollow and numb, without any emotion.
Dong, Dongdong
The knock on the door continued, and the door of the rental house in front of him had been opened, but the old man did not go in and was still knocking on the door.
Ah！
A scream came from inside, but then the scream came to an abrupt end. Then something fell heavily on the ground, extremely dull, and in the end everything returned to peace.
The terrifying old man in a long gown put down his arm mechanically at this moment. He turned around and continued to walk forward. The building where he passed was aging, the walls fell off, and the mottled and black, as if he had been destroyed by the years, and had an incredible feeling.
And with the knocking old man leaving.
In the rental house just now, two corpses fell to the ground. The corpses were a man and a woman. They all had their eyes wide open and died with their eyes open. There were no wounds on their bodies. All their physical functions were very healthy, but they had no life characteristics. This was a strange phenomenon that could not be explained by medicine.
Knocking on the door and killing people is so bizarre and weird.
The old man who left continued to move forward, and it was still wandering in the building, obviously there was still a target to be targeted.
The old man's actions were not fast, step by step, stiff and slow, wandering constantly in every corner of the building. Despite this, the old man quickly found the target and came to a rental house on the first floor above.
The door was closed and there was no movement inside, as if it was an empty rental house.
But there are people inside.
It was the survivor who was still here. It was a man in his forties. He hid in his quilt with his head covered, his face full of fear. The phone next to him had already stopped due to the lack of electricity.
It is impossible to ask for help or something. The only way is to stay here and live hard.
But the man knew very well what was going on in this city. The dead streets and dead heads floating in the sky told him that the terrifying ghost was covering everything he knew. There was no hope of escaping from here. He could only hide here and pray that he would not be targeted by the evil ghost.
But the man felt that he would not be lucky anymore.
Because he received a call not long ago, and no one spoke on the other side of the phone, only a knock on the door came.
But the phone was obviously shut down.
The man hiding in the quilt looked at the phone in horror, and recalled the strange dongdongdong sound in his mind.
Dong, Dongdong!
Sudden.
Everything was broken, and a knock on the door came from outside his rental house. The rhythm and frequency of the sound were exactly the same as those on the previous phone, without any difference. The reality sound was even more dull and weird. Just by hearing it, it made people feel like they were pinched and couldn't breathe.
No, no, who is knocking on my door?Is it a neighbor?Or is that thing coming...
The man's head was confused and fear surged all over his body, but the knock on the door continued.
Dong, Dongdong.
The sound echoed in the room, but it was all too late. The man was still thinking just now, but his breath suddenly stopped and he fell to the ground, then he remained motionless, allowing his body to gradually become cold.
The ghost knocking on the door is still happening.
However, the terrifying old man suddenly paused after ringing the house.
It was like a stiff corpse standing in place, without breathing or shaking.
Soon, the old man moved again. Instead of continuing to go deeper into the building, it was walking back and starting to leave along the way he had just come.
Because something is attracting it, it has to give up its next goal and choose to go towards a specific location.
The effect of the ghost candle appeared, and it attracted the doorknob.
But before the knocking ghost arrived, the real horror had quietly come.
On the gray sky, the dead heads floating with their eyes closed began to gather involuntarily in a direction of the city, as if a gust of wind was blowing these heads, causing them to change their positions, or something also attracted these terrible heads.
soon.
There are more and more strange things happening around the ghost boy standing at the intersection with a white candle. Some are understandable, and some are existences that Yang Jian himself cannot understand.
He was like a bystander, staring at everything around him.
A cold female corpse approached Yang Jian numbly, but it was not a ghost, but a ghost slave. Yang Jian glanced at the ghost eyes slightly, and the headless ghost behind him swayed and directly invaded the corpse.
Soon, the body lost its movement and fell to the ground with a thud.
The ghost slave is too weak and can be solved by just ghost shadows. The only thing Yang Jian fears is the real evil ghost who stays here.
For example, there are more and more people on the head.
Bang!
A dead head fell from the sky and smashed on the road, breaking into pieces, and the smell of corpses spread all over the ground.
This is a head that has reached its limit, and it cannot be supported in the floating air.
Yang Jian was indifferent. His ghost eyes peered at the heads one by one, as if he had found something special from these different heads, because he still had not determined what the ghost was at the source of the human head balloon, and only knew that this ghost had something to do with the Caesar Hotel.
If you think about it carefully now, the ghost who happened to the supernatural incident in the city under Tong Qian's jurisdiction is likely to be a ghost who escaped from those mysterious rooms.
The people's heads floated and the gathering of nearby ghost slaves were enough to prove how terrible this city was. Under the attraction of this ghost candle, many potential dangers will be exposed.
Fortunately, the ghost boy is the one who bears this price, otherwise anyone who holds the ghost candle will die.
The number is a bit too many, haven’t the door knockers appeared yet?Yang Jian frowned.
Several corpses have fallen near him, and these are ghost slaves killed by him, but the source of the ghost is still dormant and has not been revealed.
We have to continue to let the ghost candle burn, hoping that there will be no accidents.Yang Jian felt a little uneasy. According to his plan, he would quickly attract the knocking ghost and blow out the ghost candle.
Now it seems that the location deviation of Mishima's perception is a bit big. The ghost is indeed nearby, but it is not the closest to it.
soon.
The ghost slave had already arrived at the ghost boy, and the pale palms stretched towards the ghost boy, as if they were going to attack it and kill it.
The shroud on the ghost boy was floating, as if he was getting alive, resisting the attacks of those ghost slaves. Although it seemed that the ghost slave was about to be buried alive by those dead bodies, Yang Jian knew that the ghost child had nothing to do.
On the contrary, with the contact with the ghost boy, the wet corpse water was contaminated with. The corpses that had been dead for a long time began to rot quickly, and then they lost the support of their supernatural power and fell to the ground.
Mr. Yang, something is wrong. If this continues, we will all die. The candle should be blown out.
Nagasawa shouted in horror at this moment. Even though he didn't notice it at the beginning, he could see terrible figures coming out of the darkness and then approaching.
Mishima was so scared that her face was pale. Her perception was filled with dense ghosts, and there was no place to go. The only safe place was around Yang Jian.
Just like Keiko, who was trembling slightly with her eyes closed, although she was afraid, she was always safe.
Before they were targeted by the real ghost, their lives could be temporarily guaranteed. Yang Jian did not choose to give them up directly. Although they were indeed useless at this time, they were also helpful, so there was still some care.
It's not time yet.Yang Jian coldly rejected Nagasawa's proposal.
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