Seize the body? It doesn't matter, I'm a ghost baby

Chapter 423: Physics hammer breaks through ghosts and walls

Jiang Zhu glanced at the broadcast again.

It's a real broadcast.

"Or did I hear it wrong just now?" Old Hei said slowly and nodded affirmatively, "Yes, I must have heard it wrong!"

Although the sound of the ward can be heard in the corridor, whether it can be heard is one thing, and whether it can be heard clearly is another matter.

——Although it is completely audible.

But in such a tense situation, Lao Hei would rather accept that he heard wrong than live in the fear of the unknown.

Jiang Zhu was noncommittal.

"You didn't reject me. If you didn't reject me, you would die..."

"what--!"

Another person died.

The corners of Lao Hei's mouth turned even whiter.

"Maybe I heard it wrong again?"

If you heard me correctly, that’s a huge problem.

Jiang Zhu's eyes fell on the blood on the ground, and he pursed his lips:

"That's right."

You may get it wrong once, but not twice.

What's more, if the two of them misheard twice at the same time, the possibility would be even lower.

"If you heard me correctly, wouldn't the rules be wrong no matter what you do?"

Whether you follow the rules or break them, you will die.

"Is it possible that the rule posted in the ward saying don't believe in the rules is true?"

But don’t believe in rules. There is no right or wrong, so how should you treat the rules?

There are absolutely no guidelines.

Lao Hei's mind is completely confused now.

If everything he did was a mistake, how did he and Jiang Zhu survive?

Is it possible that he has to be as powerful as Jiang Zhu to be able to suppress Weirdness with force in order to escape?

Lao Hei always feels that this is not the case.

But with his IQ, he was completely unable to draw any other conclusion.

In the end, he could only turn his head away and look at Jiang Zhu expectantly.

Jiang Zhu shook his head: "I think maybe all the rules are wrong."

Whether it's the rules for broadcasting or the rules in the ward, they are all fake.

But she didn't know what the real rules were.

Lao Hei didn't use his brain at all, he just followed Jiang Zhu behind him, and he did whatever she did.

Follow instructions completely.

The two of them walked along the corridor and came to the stairwell. The red arrow above their heads pointed them upward.

The red arrows flashed, making the dark and blood-filled stairwell look eerie.

Jiang Zhu entered the stairs.

Lao Hei, who had an external brain, was no longer afraid, and Pidianpidian followed him up the stairs.

The two of them walked for a long time, but neither could finish the stairs.

Looking back, I saw seven steps. When I looked up, I saw seven steps.

Jiang Zhu took a step forward and looked back. There were seven steps. There were still seven steps ahead.

"Old Hei, how many steps are behind you?"

Lao Hei glanced at it: "Level seven."

"Where's the front?"

Lao Hei: "Level seven."

well.

The ghost hit the wall.

Lao Hei, who has an external brain, didn't pay attention to the number of steps at first, but when Jiang Zhu said this, he started counting.

After taking a step forward, I looked back and saw that it was still level seven.

His body froze, and he always felt that the wind was blowing around him, and his trousers were chilly.

"Little sister... we seem to have encountered a ghost and hit a wall!"

People in Laohei's profession are inherently superstitious.

Now when he encounters a ghost hitting the wall, he is so scared that he can be said to be trembling.

His big hand subconsciously grabbed the corner of Jiang Zhu's clothes, shaking him very frequently.

Jiang Zhu nodded: "These stairs are even numbers."

Generally, the stairs are odd-numbered, with odd numbers representing yang and even numbers representing yin. Stairs with even numbers are prone to attract evil spirits.

And this staircase has 14 steps, an even number.

"What should we do..." Lao Hei cried, "This staircase can't be reached at all. We won't die here, right?"

When he thought that he hadn't written a suicide note, Lao Hei wiped away his tears, squatted on the steps with blurred eyes, dug through his clothes, and finally took out a short pen and sticky notes, and began to write sadly about himself. 's suicide note.

In his suicide note, he tearfully distributed his pairs of smelly socks very equally.

The suicide note was filled with his tears.

This is a very tragic suicide note.

Even Jiang Zhu was amazed, leaned his head over, and said after a long time:

"Where...where did you take out the pen and paper?"

Their clothes were all changed into nurse uniforms, and their bags and other belongings were gone.

So, where did Lao Hei get the pen and paper?

Lao Hei blushed: "Why are you asking these questions? I am a scholar. As a scholar, isn't it normal to carry paper and pen with me?"

The less educated you are, the more you want to show that you are educated.

Lao Hei is usually afraid of being looked down upon by others, so he always likes to put pen and paper in various places on his body.

Just waiting for the day when someone needs it, he can take it out in the spotlight.

Then someone praised me for being a scholar.

Of course, Jiang Zhu couldn't point fingers at scholars, so he could only express his ignorance deeply.

Lao Hei didn't mind her ignorance:

"Hey, forget it, I don't blame you. How can you, an illiterate person who can't read, understand the sadness and melancholy of us scholars?"

Lao Hei is very emo.

Just when he was looking at the sky at forty-five degrees, thinking that he was a melancholy little prince, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Zhu carrying the big hammer out of the corner of his eye.

Oh, the big hammer...

Wait!

Big hammer? !

Lao Hei turned around stiffly, widened his eyes, and stared at the big hammer in Jiang Zhu's hand:

"Little sister, where did you get this big hammer?"

Of course it was caused by ghost energy.

Jiang Zhu made the confident and melancholy posture of Lao Hei just now:

“Isn’t it normal for people in our society to carry a big hammer with them?”

Lao Hei's lips moved for a long time, but as a scholar, he was unable to utter a single word.

It's okay to carry a hammer with you.

But where did she, a poor woman with nothing to show for her troubles, take out this big hammer?

Is she crazy, or is this society crazy?

"Hey, forget it, I don't blame you. How can you, a scholar who is not part of society, understand the sadness and melancholy of people in our society?"

Lao Hei: "..."

"Okay, get out of the way." Jiang Zhu waved his hand, "Today we in society will show you how to break through ghosts and walls!"

Lao Hei was shocked and stood up quickly, looking forward to it.

Then Jiang Zhu was seen hitting it hard with a hammer.

Lao Hei: "?"

Is she planning to physically destroy evil spirits?

Ah this, this.

Little sister just doesn’t take the ordinary path.

He was super convinced!

...There is a ghost!

I want to smash ghosts and walls with a hammer, but what about dreams?

Lao Hei suddenly felt hopeless, and he thought about adding a few more words to his suicide note and dividing up his collection of smelly sneakers.