This Reiki revival is poisonous

Chapter 176 13rd Floor

who is it?

Qin Luo who resolutely turned off the flashlight looked at the stairs,

However, the owner of the footsteps seemed to have sensed something the moment the lights went out, and stopped abruptly when they were about to reach the exit of the stairs...

Standing at the door of the broadcasting room, Qin Luo looked at the temporarily silent stairway and hesitated whether to go there, but at this moment, there was a faint sound of breathing from the back of his head.

Someone is behind?
Qin Luo froze for a moment, then looked back vigilantly, but saw a pale face like a mask in the huge darkness behind him. At that moment, a hand with most of its flesh peeled off grabbed his throat violently.

An icy chill surged from his throat all over his body, but Qin Luo didn't have time to be afraid, and decisively and continuously used the power of the corpse girl.

Immediately, tens of thousands of black hairs rushed towards the rotten ghost hand like a tide. As the black hair was wrapped, the strength of the rotten ghost hand weakened little by little. The hand that was close to Qin Hou's head before Because Qin Luo turned around and pressed close to Qin Luo's face, the pale grimace faded little by little.

"call--"

It feels good to be able to breathe.

"Qin Luo?" When Qin Luo, who was out of trouble, gasped for breath, a suspicious voice came from the stairs.

Qin Luo immediately recognized the owner of that voice as Zhao Jin, and couldn't help asking: "Why did you come so fast?"

Hearing Qin Luo's voice, Zhao Jin came out from the stairs after confirming that he had guessed correctly, and then walked towards Qin Luo and said, "I was brought here by a bunch of words, and then came here in a daze...you come here, Do you want to broadcast to find that Ken!"

"you are not?"

"After I got here, I heard from the nurse at the front desk that there was also a person looking for Ken. He said that person had gone to the broadcasting room on the 13th floor, so he came here to see if it was one of us... In the end, I won the bet."

Speaking of this, he looked at the red lacquered wooden door behind Qin Luo, and asked strangely, "This is the broadcasting room of this hospital?"

Qin Luo pointed to the sign next to the door of the broadcasting room.

The word 'broadcasting room' is a bit harsh. .

"Now that we're here, let's go in..." Zhao Jin suggested.

Qin Luo also decisively pushed the door open.

There is no one in the broadcasting room, only empty broadcasting equipment.

"What if there is no announcer..." Zhao Jin asked Qin Luo.

Qin Luo walked over and sat down without hesitation, "If there is no announcer, I will broadcast it by myself. If there is an announcer in this hellish place, it will be hell. This is obviously not a normal hospital."

After speaking, he knocked on the microphone to test the tone, and then said in a deep voice to the microphone: "Now the broadcast is looking for someone: Ken, if you are in this hospital, you have to go to the consultation office on the first floor of the hospital to report the room number no matter what. , a gentleman who claims to be your relative will go to look for it soon."

After the broadcast, after thinking about it, he glanced at Zhao Jin behind him and asked, "Can you speak English?"

Zhao Jin hesitated for a moment, then silently took out his mobile phone and opened Baidu Translate, and entered the content of Qin Luo's broadcast just now.

Then, with Qin Luo's puzzled eyes, he walked to the microphone and read out broken English in a stiff voice: "Now radio for someone: Ken, if you're in the hospital, in any case should be to the hospital lobby advisory service to offer room, have a claim to is now broadcast for: Ken, if you're in the hospital, in any case should be to the hospital hall on the first floor office to report the room number, one who is loved ones will soon find mr”

After the broadcast, he raised the corner of his lips towards Qin Luo who was helplessly supporting his forehead, "How is it?"

"You are ruthless..."

Qin Luo gave a thumbs up feebly.

Zhao Jin looked at the door and said, "Are we going down?"

"Play it a few more times to make sure Ken can hear—"

While speaking, Qin Luo moved away from the radio chair.

Zhao Jin sat down without ink marks, and played it three or four times decisively.

While Zhao Jin was broadcasting to find someone, Qin Luo paid close attention to the movement outside the door.

It was quiet at first outside the door.

However, when Zhao Jin was broadcasting for the fourth time, there was a strange friction sound outside.

It wasn't the sound of shoes scraping on the ground. If I had to describe it, it was more like someone dragging a body outside.

The door of the broadcast room did not have a peephole, but there was a window facing the other direction, so he could not peek into what was going on outside.

However, the sound of something heavy rubbing on the ground made him understand that he and Zhao Jin could not easily leave the broadcasting room.

"Are we surrounded?" Zhao Jin, who got up after the broadcast, also heard the sound of friction outside, couldn't help but lean over to watch the excitement.

"It's barely expected," Qin Luo turned his head, then unconsciously made a fist with his right hand and rubbed his chin. After rubbing it for a long time, he said: "Four ways, force your way through, attack in the east and west, find a way to open the window and go down to the next floor, alive. Stay here until these ghosts come in and kill us."

"The last pass, what about the other three?"

"Forcibly breaking in is..." Qin Luo opened the door and saw the dense ghost shadows on the corridor. He had never seen so many ghosts gasping, and decisively closed the door with a 'snap'. Falling on it, and then, looking at Zhao Jin with his hands on his forehead, he said in embarrassment: "The outside is densely packed with ghosts, which is beyond my ability, so I failed."

Zhao Jin: "Then... what about making noises in the east and attacking in the west?"

"I went out and tried my best to lure away the large group of ghosts, and then you took the opportunity to run down... I will definitely not survive, but you only have half hope..."

"pass!"

Zhao Jin looked at Qin Luo and said seriously: "We haven't reached that point yet, why do we have to die for one person? Even if one person has to die, it may not be you who should die..."

"Oh," Qin Luo didn't react much to this, and then said: "The third is to open the window and try to sneak into the next floor. All these ghosts were attracted to the broadcasting room by us. I reckon that the next floor should be safer. .When we reach the next floor, open the door there and go to the lobby, and then everything will most likely be back to normal!"

"What if there are still ghosts waiting for us on the first floor?"

"Let's make a noise on the thirteenth floor. Ghosts with average IQs will choose to come to the thirteenth floor to kill us! The IQs that didn't come may not be enough, and the ghosts with insufficient IQs are nothing to be afraid of..."

"What if that ghost with a high IQ guesses that the reason we made a fuss on the [-]th floor is to attract stunned youths to come here?"

"Should... no?" Qin Luo frowned. Is the content of Ivan's strange space trial so unique?

There has to be a silver lining... right?

Thinking of this, he patted Zhao Jin on the shoulder and said: "Don't think so much, find something to use as a rope, you go down first. It is best to open the window after you go down, if it is not open, you need to break it open with something! "

He would have liked to use the hair of the corpse girl or the dreaded seva as a rope.

But it was an evil thing after all, and there were too many uncertain factors in letting the evil thing wrap around Zhao Jin, so the rope was safer.

"it is good!"

Zhao Jin immediately walked to the table and picked up a big ashtray.

Qin Luo pulled down the curtain and tore it open. Then he and Zhao Jin worked together to twist and tie it around Zhao Jin's waist. After testing the stability, he turned it around from the waist to fix the shoulders.

After making all preparations and making sure there was no problem, they opened the window, and Zhao Jin jumped in by himself.

Before jumping over the mountain window, Zhao Jin felt that he was not afraid.

However, when I really stood on it, I couldn't help but feel a little numb.

This is the thirteenth floor in the dark.

There are no lights below, no references of any kind.

He can only use the flashlight to ignore the bottomless abyss below and look for the windows on the next floor. The rope on his body is made of curtain cloth. I don't know if it is strong or not, but he knows that the safety factor is not high at all.

To be honest, Zhao Jin's legs were shaking a little.

He really wanted to tell Qin Luo that he couldn't go down anymore and let Qin Luo go.

It can be imagined that in a parallel world, Qin Luo and the others, who were trapped by their own love affairs, finally bit the bullet and made up their minds.

"Don't be nervous," Xu Shi sensed his nervousness, and Qin Luo comforted him: "Don't look down, just look at the window on the next floor, if there is any situation, call, I'll go down and save you right away..."

"No, it's okay, I shouldn't be afraid..." Although Zhao Jin wanted to be a hero, his tone of voice still exposed his heart.

Qin Luo wanted to suggest to Zhao Jin that he go down first.

However, the door of the broadcasting room began to shake violently.

The evil spirits will break in the door.

Although Zhao Jin has the ability to pause time, is it more than just one or two points in the face of so many variables of evil spirits?

In the end, he still let Zhao Jin down.

Zhao Jin wanted to say something at first, but he was afraid that the ink marks would delay the time for ghosts from outside to rush in and make it difficult for Qin Luo to take care of both, so he bit the bullet and squatted down, and put his legs down under the light that had already been fixed. go down.

Qin Luo, who was staring at Zhao Jin closely, put the rope in his waist down little by little. After a few seconds, Zhao Jin's feet finally touched the window sill on the next floor.

"never mind……"

Zhao Jin heaved a sigh of relief.

Then, he decisively hit a certain point on the corner of the glass with the ashtray in his pocket.

Soon the glass shattered.

Zhao Jin immediately asked Qin Luo to go down, but Qin Luo said to him: "I'm in trouble here, and I may not be able to get down for a while. You go down first, and if you have a chance to find Ken, leave a note at the consultation desk." Say, I'll just look for a chance..."

Halfway through the speech, the shattered door was completely disarmed. When Qin Luo said these words to Zhao Jin, countless grotesque black shadows entangled his body and dragged him back——
"Qin Luo!"

Zhao Jin was shocked and subconsciously wanted to rescue him, but he also knew that he couldn't get up.

He wanted to use the ability to pause time without hesitation, and let's not talk about whether this ability can affect the upper floor. If it doesn't reach and Qin Luo doesn't escape, he may be trapped here forever .

But he didn't want to just give up on Qin Luo.

Although Qin Luo tried his best to send him to the twelfth floor, he still couldn't do such a thing as abandoning Qin Luo and running for his life alone.

So he ran out of the room decisively with the help of the flashlight to find the stairs to the thirteenth floor.

He has experienced the elevator before, and if it worked well, he would not have climbed up to the thirteenth floor by himself before.So he looked for the stairs as decisively as last time.

Relying on the route he remembered, he quickly reached the stairs.

However, the place up the stairs was pitch black, even when illuminated by the flashlight of the mobile phone, it looked like a huge black hole.

This is not a staircase leading to the 13th floor at all.

When Zhao Jin came to his senses, many densely packed pale arms suddenly appeared in the darkness facing upwards on the 12th floor, and the dark wind hit. Zhao Jin realized that he could not save Qin Luo at all, and fled downstairs decisively.

He fled down one level after another.

There seemed to be no end to this staircase. Zhao Jin was a little exhausted while running, but he still had the courage to go down and down again! .
He has no other choice.

But in the end he couldn't hold it any longer.

He stood on the stairs from the sixth floor to the fifth floor, his two overtired legs spinning constantly. In order not to fall, he could only lie on the railing and gasp for air.

While he was panting, in the darkness behind him, many ghost hands appeared indistinctly, densely packed--
"Peet..."

When he found those ghost hands, he secretly complained. He originally planned to take a breather and try to take down Qin Luo's phone, but who knew that the ghost hands were so close.

He had no choice but to continue walking downstairs. To be precise, he didn't walk, but moved down while holding on to the railing, step by step, which was very hard.

He didn't intend to use the ability unless it was absolutely necessary.

Because if Qin Luo really had an accident, his use of that ability meant that he might be trapped here forever.

Therefore, he could only drag his two almost useless legs to continue moving up the stairs.

Fortunately, the ghost hand was very slow. Otherwise, with his speed, he would have been captured and made into a dish.

She secretly rejoiced, but she didn't know why the ghost speed was so slow!
After going down for a further distance, a chill suddenly appeared on her back, like water dripping on her back. He subconsciously turned his head, but touched his face with a ghost with an open mouth.

Sticky, cold, smelly, uncle!

No wonder the speed of the ghost hand is so slow, the co-author is this ancestor who is acting as a demon.

Zhao Jin, who was obviously aware of the murderous intent, didn't care to move one step at a time, and immediately rolled down the stairs very awkwardly!

The moment he rolled down the stairs, the open-mouthed ghost suddenly rushed towards him at a teleportation speed. Although he was thrown so badly that he almost passed out, through the practice of opening his eyes slightly, he still could Clearly saw the terrifying scene of the ghost rushing toward the face——

Ruined!
Zhao Jin felt that he might have to play this time.

But he didn't die.

He thought he was going to die.

However, when the open-mouthed ghost jumped at him thinking that he was going to die and was about to use the time-out ability, a 'click' sound suddenly came from his mind.

The moment the sound sounded, the open-mouthed ghost that had already fallen in front of him suddenly dissipated into a cloud of black smoke, and Zhao Jin felt that there seemed to be infinite power released with the clicking sound. The painful body also returned to normal little by little.

He tried to stand up, and then stood up really easily.

As he stood up, the swollen wound from falling down the stairs before slowly returned to its normal state.

"What's the situation?" Zhao Jin looked confused.

But now was obviously not the time to dwell on this. After realizing that he was in danger, Zhao Jin decisively continued to rush towards the lobby on the first floor.

If there is no accident, Ken will go to the consultation office to leave his ward number.

But, as a ghost.

I don't know how he will leave his ward number, which obviously does not exist in this hospital space?
Hope the angle is not too tricky.

(End of this chapter)