Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 350 Mirror Evil Spirit

Fang Zheng was hoping that the ghosts would come to him.

Then he wouldn't have to play hide-and-seek.

However, half of Fang Zheng's body poked out of the stairwell. When he looked down, there was no so-called white ghost standing on the first floor.

When he looked up at the top of the stairwell, there was no sudden drop of a disheveled female grimace.

At night, the stairwell was very quiet, as if it were entering another secluded space, with pale walls on both sides. Walking alone in the staircase with empty footsteps was frightening. Every now and then, he would look back and wonder if there would be a second footstep behind him.

There was no air circulation for a long time, and no one was walking around. The air in the stairwell was a little dirty and a little gloomy.

In the stairwell of the secluded space, only Fang Zheng's empty footsteps could be heard. He walked to the third, second, and first floor...

Then he went back to the fourth and fifth floors...

At the same time, the overhead sound control lights went out and the space behind them sank into darkness.

But Fang Zheng turned a blind eye to it.

He was like a wanderer who was excluded from the world and focused on his own goal.

But ten minutes later, Fang Zheng found nothing.

He didn't intend to delay any longer. He planned to search room 401 directly to see if the stolen cell phone that was left in the room was still there?

And he wanted to see what the hell was going on in room 401?

However, when Fang Zheng arrived at 401,

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

There was a sound of water coming from room 401.

"Loser."

Then came a manic voice from 401.

...

Knock, knock.

"Hello, I'm cleaning the guest room. Please open the door. We need to clean up."

In the secluded room, the door of 401 suddenly knocked.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

There was only the sound of running water in 401 and no response.

After a few seconds of silence outside the door...

"Hello, your late night delivery has arrived. Please open the door."

The door of 401 was knocked again.

But there was still only the sound of running water in 401, and no one else responded. It was as if the person inside was taking a bath and did not hear the knock on the door outside.

The noise outside the door fell into silence again...

But the next moment, suddenly! Boom!

The door frame shattered and the door flew out like a missile. A figure with a knife box on his shoulder crashed into the guest room.

It was Fang Zheng.

"It's you!"

"You've been hiding in 401!"

The lights in the hallway shone in. Fang Zheng looked at the woman in the bathroom and his eyes sank. It was the waitress who had been taking sick leave from work.

But the waitress's face didn't look good at the moment, because she had been dead for a long time and her body was covered with body spots. At this time, the corpse was playing a psychic game like Zhang Xiaojie, Feng Lu and Leizi in front of the bathroom mirror. Looking at this, it was as if the waitress was still controlled by a ghost after she died, and repeated taking short videos over and over again. Again and again, it was a failure.

I don't know how she hid in the guest room without being noticed by the cleaner.

However, as a waiter here, it's not surprising to have a backup key.

And people can hide under the mattress. Although the cleaners can clean the sheets, they don't move the heavy mattress for no reason.

But Fang Zheng ignored the woman in the bathroom. His shoulders trembled and the knife box that had been on his shoulder flew into the air. Then he grabbed one end of the knife box with one hand. The vermillion ink line on the surface of the knife box emitted a fiery and hot aura of the sun.

It was a swift and violent attack, a thunderbolt that did not give any reaction time.

Bang!

The floor shook, and the chair, along with the wall, exploded into a huge hole.

"Get out of here!"

Fang Zheng's palms were burning and hot, forming a fist print, Voldemort King Kong Seal!

The blood in his body was burning like a raging furnace.

Bang! The fist hit a void somewhere in the dark.

Ah!!

There was a scream in a deep voice.

"You still want to hide?!"

Fang Zhengzheng was going to chase after her, but the female body in the bathroom came at her fiercely. Fang Zheng didn't look at her head and opened the box! A ghostly knife!

He chopped into another part of the dark void, and the box was slapped by his hand, pushed out by the force of his hand, and smashed heavily into the female corpse behind him.

Poof!

The female body was nailed to the wall by a knife box.

The demonic vermilion and scarlet ink on the chest were the natural killer of these evil spirits. At this moment, the female corpse was like a bear stove, burning the female corpse so hard that she screamed, struggled, and twisted her body wildly. Her ten fingers desperately tried to pull out the chest, but it had no effect. The moment his fingers touched the box, the smoke would rise from his fingers.

The skin and flesh of the female corpse cracked inch by inch like a porcelain doll, peeling off to reveal the burnt black muscle beneath the skin.

Peng!

The female body turned into black ash, leaving a human burn mark on the wall.

Ordinary spirit energy from a female corpse + 1.

When Fang Zheng nailed the woman's body to the wall, he didn't stop moving. The Ghost head knife, which was full of killing, chopped into a dark corner.

Bang!

A big bed was cut in half.

"Didn't you want to shoot a short death video? Didn't you want the anger ceremony to be interrupted? Didn't you want to complete the entire ritual of the psychic game? Come on, show yourself and let me play with you."

Fang Zheng's skin had a faint golden glow, as if a glazed golden awn was flowing.

There seemed to be a dragon and a tiger under the glass golden awning, flowing faintly.

This layer of cicada, like a golden glass, acts as a light, like a firefly in the night.

At this moment, a dark hunched figure appeared in front of the bathroom mirror.

"I've been waiting for you to take the initiative to hit me here. Come on, take my knife. If you can take my knife, I'll play with you in the psychic game of rau shizi! Death video!"

Fang Zheng, who had been waiting for a long time, flashed a red knife light in the dark, and the Jiuyang Shengang in his body spewed out like a fire. A meteorite fell and hit the mirror accurately.

The blade lit up a thick, fiery flame and cut out a giant whirling flame pillar that was like a waterfall. It was the Jiuyang Shengang's solar energy that leaked out, setting off a fire storm in the narrow room.

Crack!

Peng!

All the glass products in the bathroom, including the mirror on the wall, exploded into glittering crystals.

And a big hole in the wall.

Ah!!

It was too late for the dark hunched figure to dodge. Fang Zheng had been waiting for it to fall into the trap, and its body was split and exploded by the knife's breath, burning to ashes.

"I've seen mirror Evil spirits a few times, some strong, some weak. I broke the mirror. Without the mirror, I can see that you can still be a troublesome mirror!"

Special spirit from mirror Evil spirits + 1.

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