Li Xianyu sprinted to the second floor and looked around with tears rolling down his face. When he reached the second floor, the burning sensation from his spiritual eye faded and there was only an unconscious Wang Xue left in the corridor.
"Gone? But why is there no lingering resentment? " Li Xianyu first helped Wang Xue up and carefully leaned against the wall. Then, he took out a dim national emblem from his wallet for a while.
He placed the emblem in Wang Xue's pocket. "The glory of socialism will protect you."
He walked along the corridor and pushed through the sickrooms. They were empty and old. His spiritual eye had no reaction and he didn't find any traces of resentment. This wasn't scientific. There was an ancient Daoist technique called the Qi Observation Technique. The core idea was the 'Qi of all living things'. Everything in the world had its own unique aura. As long as it existed, there would definitely be a lingering resentment.
The scene in front of him had a huge impact on his shallow supernatural knowledge. There was no lingering resentment in the corridor at all.
This Pen Spirit was quite mischievous. Playing guerrilla warfare with me?
After checking that Wang Xue wasn't injured, Li Xianyu didn't go downstairs to meet up with Great-grandmother. Instead, he went to the third floor. If he remembered correctly, there was an actor on the third floor. The Pen Spirit wasn't here, so she might have gone to find trouble with the one upstairs.
He ran up the stairs. After running for a while, he noticed that something was wrong.
Where was the third floor?
There were only two flights of stairs between the second and third floor. However, what he saw wasn't the corridor on the third floor, but a wall. It was as if he had only run one flight of stairs. However, Li Xianyu knew that if he continued to run, the scene would be the same.
Ghost hitting the wall!
He encountered a ghost hitting the wall, the most common phenomenon in supernatural stories. Li Xianyu knew that the so-called ghost hitting the wall was actually a type of mental illusion. The resentment affected the human's senses to create the ghost hitting the wall. No matter how you walked, you wouldn't be able to walk out of a certain area. It was like entering a maze.
However, it was only a low-level illusion. He had experienced Long Aotian's virtual world.
Breaking a low-level illusion was very simple. One just had to stimulate the mind. And the simplest and most effective method was, of course, to harm oneself.
Li Xianyu didn't panic. He took out his odachi and stabbed it into his waist. Blood immediately gushed out, and the pain made him suck in a cold breath.
He had learned this trick in Hu Xinyue's illusion array without a teacher. Later on, the seniors in the company also said that this was the simplest and most effective method, but ordinary people would not dare to do it. After all, stabbing oneself was not something an ordinary person could learn.
However, it was of no use. The wall was still a wall, firmly blocking the way. The third floor did not appear.
Li Xianyu: "…"
Not only did he stab himself for nothing, he didn't even break the Ghost Hits the Wall. If he was an ordinary person, he would have been angered to death.
Li Xianyu was a little confused. What's going on? Could it be that I'm not hallucinating? Is this wall real?
Clutching his waist, he ran another floor in one breath. Logically speaking, the fourth floor was above him, but just like the third floor, the entrance to the fourth floor was also a wall. When he walked back, he realized that the second floor had disappeared as well. He was trapped inside the Ghost Hits Wall.
In that case, there was only one explanation.
The rank of the Ghost Hits the Wall was too high, even surpassing the illusion array of Hu Xinyue who was proficient in illusion.
Helplessly leaning against the wall, Li Xianyu lit a cigarette. What is this? Is this really just a haunted place? When did the rank of the Vengeful Spirit rise from bronze to king?
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Since he couldn't break the Ghost Hits the Wall, the best choice was to sit down and rest. He couldn't be like the idiot on TV who kept going around in the Ghost Hits the Wall until he was exhausted.
"Come out if you have the ability. If you don't come out, I won't leave. Anyway, I just bought the cigarette in my pocket. I have the patience to waste my time with you." Li Xianyu sat down against the wall and patiently smoked, waiting for Cui Hua and Great-grandmother to find him.
Now his combat power had significantly improved, but his spirit was still weak. He was not afraid of the opponent being stubborn, but he was afraid of the opponent using spirit attacks.
The only thing he was worried about was the Death-Seeking Team. This abandoned hospital had hidden secrets. It wasn't as simple as the Vengeful Spirit. Things were completely out of Li Xianyu's control. He was afraid that the Death-Seeking Team would encounter an accident. Even Wang Xue on the third floor might not be safe. He could only hope that Great-grandmother would be kind and take care of them.
However, it was a bit difficult. After getting along for more than two months, Great-grandmother and he could be said to know each other very well. Oh, it was very seriously knowing each other, but it didn't mean that.
Great-grandmother, this person, looked like a cute 18-year-old girl on the outside, but she was a 150-year old woman on the inside. While her long life enriched her experience and knowledge, it also gave her a detached indifference.
Her gentleness and shamelessness, unreasonable and spoiled, all kindness was limited to Li Xianyu, the only child of the Li family.
The seniors who were familiar with Bosch and Li Xianyu didn't think that Great-grandmother was easy to get along with. She was cold and domineering. She didn't get close to people. Even when her great-grandson wasn't around, she was so stingy that she didn't smile.
For such a person, she wouldn't care about the life and death of a few mortals.
.....
"Where did your boyfriend go?" Xiaoyou turned around and looked at Great-grandmother behind her.
"I don't know." Great-grandmother was expressionless.
Xiaoyou replied with an "Oh" and didn't ask further. Ever since they met at the entrance of the hospital, this young lady had been a reticent person. She was the only one who could talk to her. Men couldn't even think about talking to her. She was extremely arrogant. However, beauties always had their privileges. Xiaoyou was a beauty herself, so she wouldn't think much of her. At most, she would silently criticize in her heart.
Aiyo, this little b * tch looks like a vixen.
F * ck, why are you pretending to be cold? You think you're so great just because you're pretty?
She was a woman, so this was nothing. She was already very gentle.
"Dear viewers, one of our team members went missing. I hope he didn't meet with any accidents." Xiaoyou's face was full of worry. "There's something unclean in this hospital. I suspect that the Pen Spirit hasn't left yet and has been following us. When the live broadcast ends, I want to look for an eminent monk."
She acted cute, begged for gifts, inquired about card applications, and so on.
The group left the second floor and went up the stairs to the third floor. The environment on the third floor was similar to the second floor. It was pitch-black and quiet. The difference was that all the doors of the wards were closed. It seemed like there were still people staying in the rooms.
"Why are all the doors closed? Why is it different from downstairs?" Xiaoyou's expression didn't change.
She assumed that all the abnormalities were arranged by the actors and wasn't afraid at all.
"Da da da …"
At this moment, strange footsteps sounded in the darkness, echoing in the quiet corridor.
Xiaoyou turned around to look. Wang Sizhuo shone his flashlight over at the same time. She saw a woman in a white dress standing at the end of the corridor. Her head was lowered, and her hair was messy.
"Ah!!"
Two screams came from Xu Qing Qing and Xiaoyou. Wang Sizhuo screamed and dropped his flashlight on the ground. He picked up his flashlight pathetically and shone it behind him again.
The woman in the white dress was still there. She was even closer to them.
Xiaoyou and Xu Qing Qing's screams were half-real and half-fake. They were indeed shocked, but it wasn't because they were afraid of ghosts. It was because such a woman suddenly appeared in the dark corridor. Even if they knew she was an actress, girls were timid and would scream subconsciously.
Xiaoyou took a look at the bullet screen. The bullet screen had already exploded at this moment.
"High energy ahead."
"F * ck, there's really a ghost?"
"Quick, go and see if it's real or not. If the host dares to go over, I'll send you ten rockets."
There was also a whole screen full of 666.
Idiot, you came out too early. With your fast pace, I can't broadcast until two in the morning at all.
Supernatural live broadcasts weren't about actually seeing ghosts. They were about making use of the environment to create all sorts of unexplainable supernatural phenomena to increase the excitement of the audience in the live broadcast room. Directly bumping into a ghost wasn't much of a surprise.
It was like the female lead in a novel. In the first chapter, she had to take off her pants. The readers wouldn't find it interesting. There had to be all sorts of ambiguous scenes. After that, there would be all sorts of misunderstandings. Finally, there would be a happy ending. Only then would it be considered perfect.
However, since things had already come to this, she could only act like a duck on a perch. She pretended to be afraid and cautiously approached the woman in the white dress.
Xiaoyou and Xu Qing Qing were indeed shocked. However, Wang Sizhuo was pretending. He was familiar with the script and knew that it wasn't the time for the actors to go on stage. He purposely dropped the flashlight to create an opportunity for the actors to hide.
However, Wang Xue didn't move at all.
"Something isn't right. In the few seconds that the flashlight dropped, she crossed a distance of more than ten meters. How could her speed be so fast? Furthermore, there are no footsteps. The dress seems different too. Hiss ~ This can't be Wang Xue, right? "Wang Sizhuo was bewildered.
When Xiaoyou was three meters away from the woman in the white dress, she suddenly realized that there was no signal on her phone. The bullet screen was stuck motionless. The signal had mysteriously disappeared.
"Eh, why is there no signal?" Xiaoyou turned around and said gloomily, "Quick, come and see what's wrong with me. There's no signal. I'm doing a live broadcast. Wang Xue, why aren't you saying anything? My signal has been cut off. There's no need to continue acting. "
She said to the woman in the white dress.
At this moment, a woman in a white dress with disheveled hair crawled out of a ward behind her.
The air suddenly became quiet.
Xu Qing Qing's scream almost lifted the roof. She jumped three feet high. Wang Sizhuo also screamed out of fear and finally lost his composure.
"It's me, Wang Xue." Wang Xue tucked her disheveled hair behind her ears. She looked around and woke up after hearing the commotion. Initially, she was happy to see her teammates from the live broadcast team. However, when she saw Xiaoyou and the woman in the white dress, Wang Xue's face instantly turned pale.
"Wang Xue?!" Wang Sizhuo shone the flashlight on her face. Wang Xue raised her hand to block the light. He muttered, "Who is the woman beside Xiaoyou?"
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