I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

Zhang Yangqing left the monitoring room this time to use his sense of smell to find these three rooms.

The darkness in the corridor was thicker than before, as if something had been stirring inside.

The air was thick with a mixture of musty, fishy, ​​and rusty smells. He took a deep breath, trying to discern the taste of food, stench, and laundry detergent from the complex odors.

It was impossible to tell at first glance; it was too mixed, with too many flavors mingled together, as if someone had deliberately stirred all the smells into a pot of porridge.

If you don't go to a specific area with a strong smell, you definitely won't find it by relying on these faint scents.

Zhang Yangqing walked slowly down the corridor, his nose twitching slightly. He would stop for a few seconds at each door he passed, lean close to the crack, and sniff.

Some door cracks emitted a rotten smell, some smelled of chemicals, and some emitted some indescribable, nauseating odor—none of which were what he was looking for.

He paused for a moment as he walked past the second floor.

It's unclear how many floors this building has; it might have floors above ground and underground.

The only thing he can confirm right now is the first floor, because of the streetlight outside the monitoring room window.

But that was a long time ago.

After the streetlights went out, he couldn't even make out where the first floor was.

Zhang Yangqing has already sensed a potential pitfall in the future.

If he 'accidentally' wanders to another floor, and that floor happens to have a monitoring room with surveillance cameras, exactly as he remembers it, he might assume that it is his own monitoring room. But strangely, the footage in the monitoring room is still not fixed.

Zhang Yangqing guessed that the fun of playing pranks in the world of ghost stories is that you fix something, come back and find that it's not fixed, and then you panic. Panic makes it easy to make mistakes, which is actually just a spatial difference that led you astray.

If the world of ghost stories knew what Zhang Yangqing was thinking, it would definitely say: Damn it, you've read the script, haven't you?

In any case, that's Zhang Yangqing's guess. To solve this problem, the key is to make the streetlights outside the window blink.

As long as the streetlights are on, he knows where the first floor is and where his monitoring room is.

As long as the streetlights are on, he will never get lost.

But that's not the main storyline right now. The main storyline is to find three rooms to stay alive and increase your presence.

Zhang Yangqing suppressed this thought and continued walking forward.

I hadn't gone far when the lights in the corridor suddenly dimmed.

It didn't go out, it just dimmed for a moment, as if a huge shadow swept over overhead.

Then it lit up again, brighter than before, abnormally bright, blindingly bright, as if deliberately reminding him: something is coming.

At the end of the corridor, a strange humanoid figure appeared.

He wore a tattered, faded robe, his long hair hanging down, covering half his face, revealing only a blood-red eye.

His skin was abnormal, and his whole body was emanating wisps of black energy that twisted, rolled, and spread in the air.

This is a typical bizarre creature, and not just any bizarre creature.

Since this guy appeared, the temperature in the corridor has dropped several degrees.

Zhang Yangqing's breath turned into white mist and slowly dissipated in the air.

The smell of blood grew stronger, so strong it felt like an invisible hand was stuffing blood clots into his nostrils.

An eye floated eerily in front of Zhang Yangqing, tilted its head, and stared at him with its blood-red eye.

His mouth twisted into a grin, revealing a set of uneven, yellow teeth. His smile was ferocious, and then he said in a hoarse voice, "Monitor, you're about to die. Do you know you're about to die? There's only one surveillance image left of you, just one! Hahaha! Just one!"

"You're the fastest monitor I've ever seen die. My God, there's only one who came back. No one else could do it but you."

One-Eyed Laugh was loud and eerie, the sound echoing down the corridor and shaking the walls, as if mocking Zhang Yangqing's incompetence. Zhang Yangqing continued walking.

An eye floated eerily to his side, following him at a distance of half a step.

His dark aura swirled around Zhang Yangqing, trying to penetrate his nostrils, ears, and mouth.

Zhang Yangqing neither dodged nor blocked, nor even frowned, as if the black aura did not exist.

"Can you smell it? This is your own blood. Your blood will soon flow out. Your eyes, your nose, your ears, your mouth—blood will gush from every orifice. You will die in a pool of blood, like a crushed worm."

One-Eyed Stranger began to conceive a scene for Zhang Yangqing.

But Zhang Yangqing didn't react. His nose twitched slightly as he tried to discern the scents wafting from ahead.

"Did you hear that? Did you hear those people screaming? When they died, it was ten thousand times more painful than you can imagine. You will die even more horribly, so horribly that you don't even want to see your own corpse."

One eye then shifted to the other, moving closer to Zhang Yangqing's other ear.

Zhang Yangqing stopped in front of a door, leaned close to the crack, and sniffed.

It smelled terrible, but it wasn't a toilet, so I kept walking.

The strange expression on the one-eyed creature began to change.

His smile remained, but his eyes held a hint of anxiety and confusion.

An eye eerily drifted in front of Zhang Yangqing, attempting to block his path. His black aura condensed in front of him, forming some disruptive images and emitting a silent scream.

"Look at me! I'm talking to you! Can you hear me? I'm saying you're about to die! Do you know that?!"

His voice was sharper and more piercing than before.

Zhang Yangqing walked up to him and stopped.

He looked into those blood-red, angry, agitated, and murderous eyes.

Then he reached out, not to hit, but to gently move the eerie face with one eye away, like removing a tree branch blocking his way.

Having determined that this was not his destination, Zhang Yangqing continued to leave.

One-Eyed stood frozen in place, staring at Zhang Yangqing's back.

Then he screamed, a scream that pierced the corridor, pierced the ceiling, pierced the entire building.

The screams were filled with anger, humiliation, confusion, and a sense of grievance: "Why aren't you afraid of me?"

One eye swung around eerily a few times, its black energy churning wildly like a pot of boiling oil.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but nothing came out; instead, he let out a series of incoherent, mumbled, angry roars.

Then, he disappeared, vanished in a flash, as if he had been dragged away by something, or as if he had been driven away in anger.

The corridor returned to quiet, the temperature rose, and the air no longer smelled so fishy.

The audience in front of the giant screen in China were laughing hysterically.

Hahaha! Did you see that? Even weird creatures are afraid of passive-aggressive behavior! You can scold them, hit them, or avoid them, and they can accept that, but if you ignore them, they can't stand it!

: I'm dying of laughter! This weirdo is an idiot! The last monitor in the control room was still on, he can't attack Zhang Tianshi, yet he's still provoking him, what a complete clown!

Don't blame Zhang Tianshi for ignoring you. With your level of skill, who else would he humiliate if not you? He doesn't even give you a second glance, which is more painful than being slapped in the face.

I laughed so hard my stomach hurt! When I watched the other Chosen Ones, it was like a horror movie, with all sorts of bizarre phenomena and abnormal surveillance footage. The Chosen Ones were scared out of their wits. But Zhang Tianshi's situation is just a comedy!
This is the difference in their levels of understanding. The Chosen Ones all have human bodies. Other Chosen Ones would tremble with fear if they encountered something strange, but when Zhang Tianshi encountered something strange, he would think it was blocking his way. (End of Chapter)