Thriller: I created an alien asylum

Sometimes, even though you know it's dangerous, you still have to take the risk.

In order to contain the weird, they will do whatever it takes.

After listening to this, Yang Yu and Zhao Hun were shocked, and their understanding of the master of the strange has deepened a lot.

But soon, they began to observe the surroundings again.

They came to a strange old house.

This old house is made of wood and paper.

Yang Yu and others stood in a room. The furnishings in this room were very simple, with only a wardrobe, a bed, and a bedside table.

There was an oil lamp hanging on the beam above the head with a line. The light inside was lit, and it flickered a little, causing the brightness in the room to be bright and dark.

There was also a crack on the wall opposite the head of the bed.

This environment really gave people a sense of déjà vu of a horror scene.

Zhao Hun sighed: "There is no need for a set, it can be used as a scene for horror movies and horror games."

Yang Yu looked at the flickering oil lamp and nodded in agreement: "It is indeed quite scary."

However, when the two of them saw the Taoist priest standing beside them in red clothes, standing in this scene without any disobedience, and directly blending into the current scene.

It's not that they are relieved, but they always feel that the Taoist priest looks more like a ghost, or a very fierce ghost.

Compared to the weirdness, of course, the supernatural elements such as ghosts are more frightening to them.

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly.

There was a sound of something hitting the floor outside the door.

A ethereal and weird child's voice sounded: "One, two, three, four, five, six..."

Every time it sounded, it counted.

The elements are full. If the fear value can be materialized, the number of fear +1+1+1 will probably appear above Yang Yu and Zhao Hun's heads.

Zhao Hun bravely opened the wooden door.

The wooden door made a creaking sound, and after it opened, a shadow in the corridor outside the door came into their eyes.

It was a very short figure, and it seemed to be patting a round ball in its hand, and the ball was moving up and down in its hand.

At the same time, an unpleasant smell of blood was blown over by a gust of wind.

Zhao Hun and Yang Yu took a closer look.

It was not a ball in its hand.

It was a round head.

Blood was still dripping from the broken neck of the head, and there was a pool of blood on the floor.

Yang Yu: "Is that Zhang Chengan's head?"

They had seen a photo of the family of three from the logistics staff, so they recognized the face on the head, which was the missing Zhang Chengan.

Although they knew in their hearts that the chances of the family of three surviving after two days of disappearance were very small, they saw with their own eyes that a human head was strangely held in the hand and played with like a toy.

They still surged with anger.

Zhao Hun acted decisively.

He wrapped his palm with strange energy, clenched his fist and punched the little ghost in the face.

It screamed shrilly, and its face was sunken by the punch.

It immediately dropped the head in its hand, covered its face and tried to escape.

"Woo woo woo ah ah ah ah ah!"

Its voice was very sharp, and even had a certain attack power, which made the ears of the two people sting, as if something had drilled into their ears and stabbed them.

Unfortunately, after a period of rigorous training, coupled with the guidance of experienced Taoist priests, they have made great progress in their strange abilities.

To deal with this situation, they only need to concentrate the strange energy in their bodies on their ears and protect their ears.

Sure enough, the stinging feeling was reduced a lot.

Zhao Hun did not stop, and caught up with the weird in a few steps. He drew out the long sword that had been hanging on his waist.

He slashed the weird with the sword.

With a puff.

The weird was cut in half by him.

The little ghost fell to the floor, its eyeballs turned, staring at Zhao Hun with a sinister look.

This injury was not enough to kill the ghost.

So, Zhao Hun pointed the knife at the little ghost's head again.

Since he liked to use human heads as balls, he would chop off the head of this ghost.

The little ghost seemed to sense the crisis, and it cried again, this time it cried louder than before, as if calling for something.

Just a few seconds after it cried, there was a creaking sound of feet stepping on the wooden board at the end of the corridor.

A thin figure appeared in the corridor.

It was wearing a mixed white dress and floating towards them with loose hair.

Yang Yu's eyes stung, and a fragment flashed.

[The figure of the white dress ghost disappeared on the spot and suddenly appeared behind him. It stretched out its sharp nails and took out his heart in one go. ]

Yang Yu immediately dodged to the side.

Sure enough, the weird appeared behind him and stretched out his finger. Unfortunately, he reacted in time and avoided its heart-piercing attack.

Yang Yu was about to kick it with his side leg.

But its figure flashed again and disappeared from the spot, causing his kick to miss.

"Be careful, this weird will flash."

Yang Yu put his ability on himself and Zhao Hun, so that he could predict when the weird would attack them and give early warning.

But his ability has not been touched.

Hmm? Didn't attack him and Zhao Hun, could it be that the weird has left?

No, there is another person.

"Master..."

Yang Yu turned back suddenly and saw that the weird appeared behind the master.

The sharp nails were already stretched out and were about to stab.

Yang Yu was about to issue a warning, but just as he opened his mouth, a figure that was a little smaller than the slender figure appeared behind the Taoist priest.

She grabbed the hand of the white-skirted ghost.

The talisman on her face only covered one eye, revealing the other eye filled with anger.

"Go to hell."

She screamed and scratched the face of the white-skirted ghost fiercely.

"My husband... is mine, and only I... can kill him."

It was the strange creature contracted by the Taoist priest - the resentful woman that appeared.

Its level was originally the blood-stained robe.

After the Taoist priest's strength was improved again, the degree of fit with it was also improved a lot.

Now it can vaguely express its emotions in words.

Zhao Hun and Yang Yu stared at the newly appeared strange creature in amazement.

They knew that this must be the strange creature contracted by the Taoist priest, and they were shocked that the strange creature contracted by the Taoist priest actually had a high intelligence.

However, is there anything wrong with this statement?

The white-skirted ghost was scratched fiercely, and it also took a few steps back in pain.

It looked at this newly appeared fellow creature, with only cold bloodlust in its eyes.

Tear it apart, devour it.

It disappeared again, appeared behind the resentful woman, and then pierced through her body.

The resentful woman screamed, grabbed its arm with her hand, and prevented it from leaving.

At the same time, it released its own ghost domain, surrounding the white skirt ghost.

The Taoist hooked the corner of his mouth, and the lower half of his face that was exposed looked very happy.