Chu Yang and the others suddenly discovered that the scenery outside the corridor has changed a lot. This corridor looks almost completely different from the original hospital corridor!

In all the windows, countless metal barbed wire fences suddenly appeared out of thin air, closing the windows completely.

Moreover, there were not many graffiti in the original hospital corridors, but now there are graffiti on the walls of the corridors.

"What's written on it?" Xu Kun asked.

"They were all scary words, such as cutting people's heads open, gouging out their eyes, some were asking for help, and some were calling the police," Chang Nuo said.

"Their world is so colorful." Xu Kun said with a brow.

Chu Yang and the others walked along the corridor, and suddenly the voices of two female anchors came from the intercom:

"We quit! Whoever loves to record will record!"

"I'm sorry, it's really scary here, we can't hold on anymore!"

Chu Yang and the others listened to the intercom and looked at each other.

"Listen to me about this matter." The group leader's voice came, "Our playback has exceeded 30, can you hold on a little longer?"

"I want to go back!" The middle-haired woman's voice seemed broken.

Chu Yang and the others looked downstairs, but no one left.

"From now on, it is estimated that there will be no living people leaving this building." Xu Kun glanced around, "Isn't it?"

"It seems to be like this." Chu Yang nodded.

"So where are we going?" Chang Nuo asked, "Who will come up with an idea?"

"If we follow the rules in the movie, we should go to Ward 402, because all the male and female protagonists in the movie died in ward 402," Xu Kun said.

"Then let's go to room 402." Jiang Wu said in a low voice.

"He has always been so cold?" Xu Kun pointed at him, "Can't he be as happy as Wu Juren?"

"If you are willing to let him hack with an axe." Chu Yang joked.

Everyone moved along the corridor, and suddenly, they heard singing coming from one of the rooms.

"What song is that?" Xu Kun asked, "It sounds like a ghost."

"Be confident," Chu Yang looked at him, "That's the scream of a ghost."

"This is the Korean folk song "Arirang," Zhou Wenjie said. "Do you think it is a human or a ghost?"

Just then, suddenly the door opened.

"Just look at it." Chu Yang walked in.

Compared with other rooms, this room is actually tidier, and it doesn't look like it hasn't been lived in for a long time.

Chu Yang found that there was a mirror in this room, but the mirror was smashed; the walls of the room were covered with newspapers, white paper and toilet paper.

On these things, there were densely written words. Chu Yang took a look and saw "1974-6623", "731", "9444", and "13".

"What do these mean?" Jiang Wuyin sullenly, obviously not sensitive to numbers.

"Let me guess, the first 1974, if I'm not mistaken, should refer to the date, and then the second 731, it's obviously that bastard biochemical experimental unit in country J; I'm not too sure about the latter." Chang Nuo guessed.

"Could it be the date of birth of the owner of this room?" Xu Kun guessed.

"It may be the date when he was brought in." Chu Yang said, "There are many numbers here, and there is also a place name written here, 'Chingjin'."

"So, this person is a 'defector from the North'?" Chang Nuo was taken aback, "From the handwriting, it should be a woman."

The singing voice came out again.

Although the singing voice is hoarse, it can hear the emotion.

In the frustration of a sentence, people can feel the emotion of the singer.

Chu Yang and the others quickly turned their gazes to the direction of the sound. With the help of the flashlight, they could see a person in front of them.

A woman sat with her back facing them on an iron bed that was standard in a mental hospital. Her long hair fluttered and hung naturally behind her head, giving people a particularly beautiful feeling.

"Is this a human?" Seeing this woman with her back to the crowd, just singing without saying a word, Xu Kun suddenly felt a little creepy.

"Hello." Zhou Wenjie called out, "What do you want to express?"

Suddenly, a car ran out from under the bed.

"Made of wood?" Zhou Wenjie picked up the car, "Who do you want me to give this to?"

Before Chu Yang could speak, the woman suddenly stopped singing!
"what!"

As the woman turned her head, her long hair suddenly rushed to the ceiling, as if bursting into anger!
The woman showed a pale face, with gaps all over her face, and her eyes were actually dark green, like emerald.

Bursts of pus flowed out of her mouth, as if her body had long since rotted, from the neck down, there were all wounds!
"Ghost!" Xu Kun was startled, and rushed out the door!

At this time, the female ghost rushed over and ran towards Chu Yang and the others!

"spread!"

Chu Yang pushed Zhou Wenjie away. At this time, Zhou Wenjie threw the baton in his hand and smashed it at the female ghost. Unexpectedly, the baton passed through the female ghost's body!

"Physical attacks are useless!" Zhou Wenjie shouted.

At this time, the female ghost unexpectedly took out a huge comb-like thing from nowhere. The thing looked extremely sharp, like some kind of torture tool used in ancient times to execute cultists.

"careful!"

Everyone hides and hides, without weapons and props, people are no match for ghosts at all!
Chu Yang picked up the mirror on the wall in an instant, cut his finger, and drew symbols on the mirror with blood!
"come over!"

Chu Yang shouted.

The female ghost seemed to have discovered Chu Yang. It waved a torture tool that looked like a huge comb in its hand, and rushed towards Chu Yang!

However, the moment it approached Chu Yang, it was suddenly sucked in by the mirror!

"seal up!"

Chu Yang put the mirror on the ground in an instant, and then took out a talisman and pasted it on it.

"It's done?" Xu Kun poked his head out, "Is it over?"

"It's over." Chu Yang said calmly, "How about I release it for you to see?"

"Don't, don't." Xu Kun quickly waved his hands, "Brother, it won't happen."

"These things are not afraid of the weapons in our hands at all." Zhou Wenjie said, "We really have nothing to do."

"Fortunately, there is Chu Yang." Chang Nuo breathed a sigh of relief, "Otherwise, there is really no way to deal with this kind of ghost."

"She was fine at first, but why did she become violent all of a sudden?" Zhou Wenjie asked.

"I noticed just now that she saw the baton in your hand, because your baton is a weapon specially equipped by the security guards of this hospital, so she thinks you are a security guard, and ghosts can't recognize clothes." Chu Yang said.

"I see. Then what can I use?" Zhou Wenjie said.

"I just found it." Jiang Wu took out a watermelon cutting knife and handed it to Zhou Wenjie.

"The problem is, none of our weapons are consecrated, and they can't cut demons and ghosts at all." Xu Kun asked a question.

"Talk while walking." Jiang Wu looked at the crowd, "Don't stay in the haunted house for a long time."

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