Chapter 17 Domain
After Wen Zhong finished dealing with Zhang Zhiqing who had become a ghost slave, he continued walking in the corridor, looking for traces of the remaining people.
To be precise, he was looking for Li Ruohan. After all, the other people did not ask him for help. Of course, he wouldn't mind taking them out if he met them.
“Something feels wrong.” Wen Zhong frowned and moved quickly.
The light around him was getting darker and darker. He didn't know if it was an illusion. He just felt that the temperature around him was rising, just like a sauna. He felt like he was sweating all over.
"It's so hot." Wen Zhong took off his coat and tied it around his waist. He kept fanning the hot air with one hand, and his whole body was shaking as if he was about to be steamed.
Suddenly, the phone in Wen Zhong's pocket rang. He took out his phone and saw that the caller ID was Li Ruohan.
Wen Zhong did not answer in a hurry. He looked around and saw that it was still dark. Only the ringtone of his cell phone, his own footsteps and the sound of dripping sweat echoed in the dark corridor.
"Hello." Wen Zhong answered the phone anyway, "Li Ruohan?"
"Wen Zhong, I see you called me?"
It was really Li Ruohan. Wen Zhong was stunned. He was already prepared to hear the ghost's cry.
Seeing this, Wen Zhong hurriedly shouted: "Li Ruohan, listen to me. Now take out the admission ticket to the haunted house and tear it up. It is the killing medium of the evil ghost. As long as you tear it up, you will be safe!" "
"Li Gui? What are you talking about?" Li Ruohan's confused tone came from the other end of the phone.
"Where are you now?" Wen Zhong suddenly had a bad premonition.
"I'm at home." Li Ruohan was also a little confused. When she got up at night, she saw a missed call from Wen Zhong on her mobile phone. She thought the other party had something important, so she called back.
"Are you really at home?" A trace of cold sweat ran down Wen Zhong's forehead, "How do you prove that you are at home?"
"Wen Zhong, are you okay?"
Li Ruohan listened with some concern The sound, even in such a hot corridor, made his heart feel like it was falling into an ice cave.
Without having time to hang up the phone, he quickly took out the admission ticket that was cursed by the ghost in his pocket and tore it into pieces. However, the surrounding environment did not change and he was still on this road. In the dark and hot corridor.
"Hello, Wen Zhong? Are you still listening?" Li Ruohan's voice came intermittently from the phone, but Wen Zhong had no intention of continuing to listen.
"Li Ruohan, didn't you go to the amusement park with Fang Dezhao and the others today?"
"Yes, but then they insisted on going to the haunted house. I just looked at the door but didn't go in, so I went home alone. ." After Li Ruohan answered, he asked again, "By the way, you have..."
Wen Zhong hung up the phone before Li Ruohan could finish, and his mind was now in a mess.
Self-blame, fear, anger, and other emotions were constantly brewing in his mind.
“What went wrong?” Wen Zhong sat on the ground with a pale expression.
Now that the method of circumventing the evil ghost's killing pattern is ineffective, if nothing goes wrong, he will eventually die here, either by the evil ghost's hands, dying of hunger or dying from the evil ghost's resurrection.
Desperate choice of three.
Wen Zhong took out his satellite phone. If he could get through, if the headquarters could send someone to rescue him, there would be hope.
At this moment, Wen Zhong suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of his eye. He was startled and quickly stood up and looked up.
Not far away, I saw a female ghost wearing formal clothes, disheveled hair and blood on her face, staring at me with her white eyes with invisible pupils.
It is the fierce ghost codenamed Ghost Woman.
Wen Zhong felt a chill in his heart. Li Gui was slowly walking towards him. With every step he took, he felt the temperature around him rise by one degree. He was afraid that he would be roasted before Li Gui could reach him. Ripe.
“You want to kill me.” Wen Zhong looked at this fierce ghost. He still couldn’t figure out why he was being targeted, and an unknown anger burst out from the bottom of his heart.
Okay, you are a ghost, you are amazing, you are awesome, but don’t forget, I am not a human either!
Wen Zhong's eyes were bloodshot and his teeth were clenching. He decided to give it a try.
The skin on his body burst open instantly, strands of mold grew wildly, and blood spilled all over the floor. Covering itself in the blink of an eye.
With his body wrapped in mold, Wen Zhong felt that the surroundings were no longer hot. Taking this opportunity, he took the initiative to step forward and tried to use the mold to suppress the evil ghost in front of him.
With a "bang" sound, Wen Zhong bumped into the ghost woman firmly.
Then he put his hands on the ghost woman's body, and the mold kept crawling on her body, and finally even broke through the ghost woman's skin and merged with her flesh.
Suppression successful!
Before Wen Zhong could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him.
The ghost woman with blood on her face actually appeared behind him again.
Looking back, the person lying on the ground turned out to be his "good monitor" Fang Dezhao.
The ghost slave just now, coupled with the various situations that are happening now, Wen Zhong still can't deduce that the fierce ghost in front of him undoubtedly possesses the most terrifying ability of the ghost - ghost domain.
The ghost domain appears, changes with the ghosts, and operates around the evil ghosts. The ghost domain can even be regarded as a small world. It is no wonder that the former person in charge of Daan City returned home in vain.
Wen Zhong's mind was running rapidly, thinking about the news he saw on the website.
The best way to fight against the ghost realm is to own the ghost realm yourself, and the way to test whether you own the ghost realm...
"That is to get closer to the ghost." Wen Zhong He raised his right hand and stroked his face, "One move Miscalculation, everything is lost, if I can survive this time..."
I don’t know when the surroundings have been surrounded by figures, all of them are living people who died in the haunted house and were transformed into ghost slaves. There are Li Mu, Gu He and even a yellow-haired Prince Huang.
Wen Zhong was no longer afraid or hesitant. The skin on the palm of his right hand burst open, and strands of mold covered his face and were connected to his skin. Then he pulled the mold away from his face with all his strength. Next, the severe pain made Wen Zhong tremble all over.
After the initial pain, Wen Zhong felt different. A strange feeling came to him. He only felt as if he had become a different person, as if a shackle had been broken.
At this time, the ghost slaves around him had already approached Wen Zhong. A pair of pale palms were either placed on Wen Zhong's shoulders, or strangled Wen Zhong's throat, or pinched Wen Zhong's wrist, as if Wen Zhongsheng will be torn into pieces in the next moment.
“Have you had enough trouble?” A voice mixed with pain and anger suddenly sounded, “Get out of here!”
I saw a little gray light showing on the area covered with mold on his body. , released along with Wen Zhong's roar, lighting up the surrounding darkness.
The next moment, the gray light suddenly dissipated like a power outage, and Wen Zhong disappeared with it... (End of this chapter)