She stood there and listened for a moment, then walked straight in one direction.
The crying was coming from the toilet. By the moonlight, a figure could be vaguely seen squatting in the corner, crying very sadly.
The voice was strange; listening to it for a while seemed to instill a deep sadness in one's heart.
"Are you alright?" Mingzhuo asked, standing at the bathroom door.
The crying stopped abruptly; the girl seemed terrified and dared not utter a sound.
Mingzhuo thought for a moment, then stepped through the door and went inside. "Sorry, I'm in a hurry."
As she approached, the peach wood sword pierced forward without hesitation. The ghost was stabbed with a hole and glared at Mingzhuo with resentment and hatred.
"Remember not to be so dramatic in your next life, I don't like it." Mingzhu threw a ghost-repelling talisman at it, and the ghost disappeared with a howl.
Just then, a dark figure ran past outside the toilet.
Mingzhuo reacted quickly, throwing another exorcism talisman, and a scream came from the darkness.
"I'm sorry, I'm really in a hurry." Mingzhuo was speechless. She hadn't forgotten that there were three ordinary people inside, and a Tang Monk's flesh that was coveted by ghosts and evil spirits.
If I had arrived any later, those people might have been killed.
She walked out of the restroom and quickly kicked open every door in the hallway with considerable violence. Without even looking inside, she threw out exorcism talismans and talismans.
The key is that even if she doesn't look, her accuracy is terrifying. Those ghosts that haven't even had a chance to appear are instantly killed or injured, with more than half of them dying.
Mingzhuo walked to the last door, and as soon as he kicked it open, the person inside exclaimed with delight, "Boss, you've come to save me!"
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He Wangyao walked forward tremblingly, clenching the talisman in her palm, thinking to herself, "Boss, you have to save my life!"
He wanted to go down the stairs, and after climbing countless steps, he suddenly heard footsteps below.
He was overjoyed, thinking he had met a companion, but his expression changed slightly. Something was wrong!
The person's footsteps were heavy, with one step light and the other heavy, as if they had difficulty walking.
None of the companions who came today walk like this.
If they're not companions, then what are they?
He Wangyao subconsciously held her breath and quietly walked upstairs.
He heard the sound go down to the next floor, and then he heard the sound of a door opening.
With a loud "clang," the thing seemed to have dropped something, groped around on the ground to pick it up, and continued opening doors one by one.
He Wangyao's face turned deathly pale in an instant. He recognized the sound – the sound of a knife falling to the ground!
That thing was holding a knife!
In an instant, he remembered the story Feng Zheng had just told him. Good heavens, could this be the place where his ex-wife was murdered?
The woman's ghost refused to be reincarnated after death and is still searching for the murderer.
He was almost in tears. She had been dead for so many years, yet her resentment was still unquenchable. He knew that the female ghost couldn't possibly still be rational.
He'll definitely stab anyone he sees, and he might even be like Liao Yu, looking for a scapegoat.
The stairwell and corridor were clearly too unsafe, with absolutely no cover whatsoever. The female ghost could grab him as soon as she came up.
He Wangyao tiptoed to the dormitory next door, intending to open the door, but found it locked from the inside and couldn't be opened at all.
That's strange, how come that thing down there can open the door however it wants?
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When Li Wenhe woke up, he found himself in a dormitory room.
Moonlight streamed through the glass window, and everything around him felt both familiar and strange.
He vaguely remembered that he was a workshop worker at Zhenxing Factory.
Several of his colleagues were lying on the bunk beds.
Just then, a strange footstep sound came from the corridor. The sound was very clear, as if it were right next to their ears.
Why are there still people outside at this hour? He frowned and subconsciously rolled over to get up and go out to see what was going on.
But a strange thought popped into my head: I can't open the door, I can't go out, I'll die if I go out.
Immediately afterwards, he heard hurried footsteps, as if someone was desperately running away, followed closely by heavy footsteps.
"Help! Open the door and save me!" The person's voice was filled with despair as they pounded on the doorframe.
The other person seemed to be in the next room; the voices were very close.
The person in the next bed trembled instantly, and the metal bunk bed made a slight vibration.
Li Wenhe got out of bed, and before he even reached the door, he heard an urgent voice coming from the darkness.
"Don't open the door! Do you want to get everyone killed? They're a married couple, why are you so nosy?"
A strange thought popped into his mind: "Yeah, why meddle in other people's business?"
Old Xiao is a righteous man and loves his wife so much. It's just that woman who is too ungrateful. She has a good life to live and insists on getting a divorce.
Even if Lao Xiao has a bad temper and occasionally likes to beat his wife, doesn't he always apologize properly afterward?
Everyone lives like this, it's just that the other person is restless and insists on causing trouble.
They had all attended Lao Xiao's "remarriage" celebration and each received a pack of celebratory cigarettes, so of course they couldn't ruin someone else's good deed at this time.
Maybe if Lao Xiao beats that woman up, she'll behave, and the marriage will be reconciled.
With that thought, he relaxed, turned around and walked back, ready to go to bed and continue sleeping.
But deep down I still felt it was a pity.
What's a pity?
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