Li Xianyu ran to the second floor, looking around, tears rolling. When he rushed to the second floor, the burning sensation of his spiritual eyes faded, and there was only a coma Wang Xue left in the corridor.

"It's gone? But why is there no resentment left?" Li Xianyu first helped Wang Xue up, leaned carefully against the wall, then took out a dim national emblem from his wallet for a while, and took out a dim national emblem.

Put the national emblem in Wang Xue's pocket, "The glory of socialism will protect you."

He pushed the wards one by one in the corridor, empty and old, his spiritual eyes had no response, and he found no traces of resentful spirits. This is very unscientific. There was a Taoist technique called the qi-seeing technique in ancient times. Its core idea was "the qi of all things". Everything in the world has its unique aura. Anyone who has existed before will definitely remain.

The scene in front of him was a little impact on his shallow supernatural knowledge, and there was no resentment left in the corridor.

This pen fairy is a bit naughty. Play guerrilla warfare with me?

Checking again, Wang Xue was not hurt. Li Xianyu did not go downstairs to meet Grandma, but walked towards the third floor. If you remember correctly, there was also an actor on the third floor. Bi Xian was not here, so it was very likely that he would go to trouble the person upstairs.

He ran up the stairs, and after running for a while, he realized something was wrong.

Where is the third floor?

There are only two stairs between the second and third floors, but what he saw in front of him was not the corridor on the third floor, but a wall. It seemed that he had only run one staircase, but Li Xianyu knew that if he ran down, the scene he saw would be the same.

Ghost hits the wall!

He encountered the most common phenomenon in supernatural stories. Li Xianyu knew that the so-called ghost-hitting wall is actually a kind of spiritual illusion. The resentful spirits create the effect of ghost-hitting walls by influencing people's sensory consciousness. No matter how you walk, you can't get out of a certain area, like entering a maze.

But in fact it is just a low-level illusion. He is a big shot who has experienced the virtual world of Long Aotian.

It is very simple to break the low-level illusion, just stimulate the spirit. The simplest and most effective way is of course self-harm.

Li Xianyu was not panicked at all. He reached out and took out the little sword and stabbed it into his waist. Blood immediately poured out, and the pain made him gasp.

He learned this trick without a master in Hu Xinyue's coquettish illusion array. Later, the seniors of the company also said that this was the simplest and most effective method, but ordinary people dare not do it. After all, ordinary people can't learn the operation of stabbing themselves.

However, it was useless. The wall was still a wall, and it was blocked firmly, and there was no appearance on the third floor.

Li Xianyu: "..."

Not only did he stab himself in a vain, but he didn't even break the wall even if he hit him. If he had an ordinary person, he would be so angry that he would be so angry.

Li Xianyu was a little confused and thought to himself what was going on. Am I not in the hallucination of ghosts hitting a wall? Does this wall really exist?

He covered his waist and ran away again. Logically speaking, the fourth floor was above, but like the third floor, the entrance to the fourth floor was also a wall. Walking back, he found that the second floor was gone and he was trapped in the ghost-killing wall.

In this way, there is only one last explanation.

The level of ghosts hitting the wall is too high, even surpassing the illusion array of Hu Xinyue who is proficient in illusion.

Li Xianyu leaned helplessly against the wall, and lit a cigarette. What's the matter? Is this really just a haunted place? When did the level of the resentful spirit rise from bronze to king?

(╯‵dish′)╯︵┻━┻

Since you can't break the ghost wall, the best choice is to sit down and rest. You can't just keep spinning around the ghost wall like the stupidity that is played on TV until you are exhausted.

"If you have the ability, you will come out. If you don't come out, I won't leave. Anyway, the cigarette in my pocket was just bought, so I'm patient to waste it with you." Li Xianyu sat down against the wall, patiently sucking the clouds and smog, waiting for Cuihua and Grandma to come to find him.

Now his combat power has been significantly improved, but his mental power is still weak. He is not afraid of the other party being too stubborn, but is afraid of the other party playing mental attacks.

The only thing I worry about is the team for dying. This abandoned hospital has hidden mystery, which is definitely not as simple as the vengeful spirit. Things have been completely out of Li Xianyu's control. He is afraid that the team for dying will encounter accidents, and even Wang Xue on the third floor may not be safe. He can only count on Grandma's kindness and take care of them.

But it was a bit uneasy. After more than two months of getting along, Grandma Zu and him know the truth. Oh, they are very serious, not that meaning.

Grandma Zu is a cute 18-year-old girl with a cute appearance, but an old woman of 150 years in her heart. While her long life enriches her qualifications and experiences, it also gives her a transcendent indifference.

Her gentleness, tantrums, and spoiledness, and all her kindness are limited to Li Xianyu, the only seed of the Li family.

No one of the seniors who are familiar with Baoze and Li Xianyu thinks that grandma is easy to get along with. She is cold and domineering, and she is not close to others. Even when her great-grandson is not around, she is stingy and does not smile.

Such a person would not care about the life or death of a few mortals.

......

"Where has your boyfriend been?" Xiao You turned around and looked at the grandmother behind her.

"I don't know." Grandma Zu's expressionless face.

Xiaoyou said "Oh" and didn't ask much. The little girl had been talking nonsense when she met from the hospital door, so she could only talk to her own words. Men should not be able to talk to her. She was so arrogant. But beautiful women always have privileges. Xiaoyou herself is a beautiful woman and would not think of her as she was. At most, she complained a few words in her heart:

Oh, Xiao Bichi looks like a vixen.

Damn, why are you acting cool? You are so beautiful.

As for women, these are nothing, they are already very gentle.

"Friends, a partner in our team has been lost. I hope he won't encounter any accidents." Xiaoyou looked worried: "There are unclean things in this hospital. I suspect that Bixian has not left yet. She has been following us. When the live broadcast is over, I want to find the monk to see it."

It is indispensable to be cute and ask for gifts, ask for cards, etc.

The group left the second floor and followed the stairs into the third floor. The environment on the third floor was similar to that on the second floor, and it was pitch black and silent. The difference was that the doors of all the wards here were closed, as if they were still living in the room.

"No matter how close the door is, why is it different from the one below?" Xiao You's face did not change.

She treated all abnormalities as the actors' arrangements and was not afraid at all.

"Dadadada..."

At this time, strange footsteps sounded in the darkness and echoed in the silent corridor.

Xiaoyou looked back and Wang Sizhuo's flashlight shone in a synchronous way. She saw clearly that a woman in white skirt stood at the end of the corridor, her head was pressing very low and her hair was loose.

"ah!!"

Two screams were Xu Qingqing and Xiao You. Wang Sizhuo screamed in shock and fell to the ground. He bent over in a mess and picked up the flashlight and shone it back again.

The woman in white skirt is still there, closer to them.

The screams of Xiaoyou and Xu Qingqing were indeed shocked, but they were not afraid of ghosts, but in the dark corridor, such a woman suddenly appeared. Even if she knew she was an actor and the girl was timid, she would subconsciously scream.

Xiaoyou looked at the barrage, and the barrage has been blown up now.

“High energy ahead.”

"Damn, are there really ghosts?"

"Hurry, go and see if it's true or not. If the anchor dares to go over, I'll give you ten rockets."

And the screen full of 666.

Idiot, it's too early. I can't broadcast live until two in the morning with such a fast pace.

Supernatural live broadcasts are not really about seeing ghosts, but use the environment to create various unexplained supernatural phenomena to increase the stimulation of the audience in the live broadcast room. If you hit the ghost directly, you will have no fancy heads.

This is like the heroine in the novel. In the first chapter, she takes off her pants and starts to eat meat. The readers have no fun watching, they must have all kinds of ambiguous relationships, and after that, there must be various misunderstandings. In the end, the lovers finally get married, which is perfect.

But now that things have come to this point, she has to drive the duck to put it on the shelves, pretending to be scared, and carefully approach the woman in the white dress.

Xiaoyou and Xu Qingqing were indeed shocked, but Wang Sizhuo pretended. He knew the script well and knew that the actors had not had the opportunity to appear on stage. He deliberately dropped the flashlight to create a chance for the actors to hide.

But Wang Xue did not move at all.

"It's a little wrong. In the few seconds when the flashlight fell, she crossed more than ten meters away, and the speed was not so fast. And there was no sound of footsteps. The skirt seemed to be different. Hiss~ Isn't this Wang Xue?" Wang Sizhuo was surprised and suspicious.

When Xiaoyou walked to the woman in white dress three meters away, she suddenly found that the phone had no signal. The barrage was stuck and the signal disappeared inexplicably.

"Huh, why is there no signal?" Xiao You turned around and said depressedly: "Come and see what's going on with me. There is no signal anymore. I'm broadcasting live. Wang Xue, why don't you talk? My signal is interrupted, so there is no need to act."

She said to the woman in white skirt.

In a ward behind me, a woman in white dress happened to crawl out, with her hair disheveled.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Xu Qingqing's screams almost lifted the roof, and she jumped three feet high. Wang Sizhuo also screamed in fear and finally lost his composure.

"It's me, Wang Xue." Wang Xue stroked her loose hair behind her ears. She looked around and woke up after hearing the movement. She was very happy when she saw her partner in the live broadcast team, but when she saw Xiao You and the woman in white skirt, Wang Xue's face was instantly bloodless.

"Wang Xue?!" Wang Sizhuo shone the flashlight on her face. Wang Xue raised her hand to block the light. He murmured: "Who is the woman over Xiao You?"
Chapter completed!