Mysterious Resurrection: Starting from the Hanged Man Path

Chapter 18 Fighting
"Yang Jian, you..." A ghost rider wanted to curse but didn't dare.

"Let's wait before we go. Yang Jian is coming back from another corridor to look for us. We have to buy him some time." Wang Xiaoming said.

Zhao Kaiming said with a sullen face: "Professor Wang, isn't it a bit too reckless to put all your hopes on him?"

"If he fails, then we will..."

"Yes, Professor Wang." A ghost rider echoed.

Wang Xiaoming did not answer, but estimated the time in his mind.

When the time came, he walked up.

Naturally, others had no choice but to follow suit.

After going up a few more floors.

The footsteps downstairs became increasingly dull.

"Go this way." Wang Xiaoming said and walked to the right.

Zhao Kaiming immediately understood Wang Xiaoming's thoughts. The other party was determined to buy time for Yang Jian to get that thing.

Wang Xiaoming brought everyone to a relatively spacious ward.

"Close the door first, then tie up the sheets and get a rope. If you really can't bear it anymore, retreat through the window. That's if you really can't bear it anymore."

"Okay, Professor Wang."

Everyone's hope for survival was rekindled. Most of the ghost riders among them thought that Professor Wang was going to gamble with their lives, but they found out there was a retreat plan, so they were naturally delighted.

Several people were responsible for blocking the door, using anything that could be used to block the door, and several others were responsible for tying ropes with bed sheets.

Also at this time.

The sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the corridor outside. The footsteps were so dense that even through the wall one could feel the astonishing number of things outside.

"Here it comes." Zhao Kaiming said in a low voice.

Everyone's heart suddenly trembled, and their hands stopped moving involuntarily.

Wang Xiaoming stood at the back holding a flashlight and shining it forward, maintaining the surrounding lighting while remaining absolutely calm.

He is just an ordinary person and he has no means of countermeasures in this situation.

He came to Dachang City to save his younger brother Wang Xiaoqiang. The situation was critical at the time and he left in a hurry. He did not bring many life-saving things with him. Even Li Jun, who was responsible for protecting him, was left in the laboratory.

Unfortunately, his younger brother was not rescued and he encountered a large-scale supernatural incident and was trapped in Dachang City.

suddenly.

The footsteps in the corridor disappeared at some point.

Everyone was naturally surprised.

Even Wang Xiaoming is the same.

He wondered in his heart, could it be that those ghosts were chasing Yang Jian? If that was the case, it would be terrible.

"Look at the wall!" a ghost rider exclaimed.

Wang Xiaoming's thoughts were interrupted and he shone the flashlight in the direction.

I saw that the wall in front of me was rapidly dimming, and the color gradually turned into a dark blue haze color.

As time went by, the blue-black color became darker and darker, and the flashlight could no longer illuminate it.

next moment.

A raised outline appeared on the wall, just slightly raised at first.

Soon it became clear that it seemed to be a pattern of a human face.

The face gradually became clear, and at first glance it looked like a dead person embedded alive in the wall.

Soon, the outline of a body appeared under the face, and a dark blue arm stretched out from the wall.

However, this is just the beginning.

One, two, three... Dozens of faces appeared on the wall, followed by gradually clearer facial features and body contours...

"What a joke!" Sun Yi's teeth were chattering.

"Fight them!" a ghost rider shouted.

at the same time.

"boom!"

Yang Jian kicked the door of Wang Xiaoming's office open. The lock of this kind of door is not strong, and the reason why Wang Xiaoming can safely put things here is because there are usually staff guarding it.

He was a little out of breath at this moment.

Although he became a ghost rider, his physical endurance was not enhanced.

I just climbed more than ten floors of stairs almost in one breath. It would be strange if I wasn't out of breath.

He walked into the office.

The office is very messy, which is consistent with Wang Xiaoming's personality.

On the table were a map of Dachang City, files of various ghost riders, some important experimental materials, and so on.

Yang Jian quickly found the box that held the ghost baby.

He opened the box, and the ghost baby inside was motionless, with a dry finger piercing it and suppressing it.

He immediately pulled out the finger, then closed the box and sealed it.

The ghost baby began to struggle when it was freed, but it couldn't get out at all, because the evil spirit's supernatural power could not affect gold, this is the rule.

After doing all this, Yang Jian turned and left, intending to support Wang Xiaoming.

If he was the only one who left alive, then Dachang City might...

Thinking of this, he quickly walked downstairs.

One floor, two floors, three floors...

Yang Jian counted the floors he passed.

After meeting Wang Xiaoming, he had already extinguished the red ghost candle in his hand.

At that time, he had already determined that Wang Xiaoming and his men attracted most of the danger in the hospital, so there was no need to waste the few red ghost candles.

The same is true now when going downstairs.

The surroundings were very quiet, with only the sound of my own footsteps.

He speculated that all the ghosts in the hospital might have gathered on Wang Xiaoming's side.

Not long after, Yang Jian stopped at the corner of a staircase.

Wang Xiaoming and the others are on this floor. This is the connection between evil spirits.

He took out a red ghost candle and lit it. The scarlet candle emitted an eerie candlelight.

The candlelight spread out, illuminating the surroundings and casting an eerie green light on the surroundings. This light dispelled the darkness around and took away the cold and eerie atmosphere.

Yang Jian walked quickly forward holding the ghost candle.

The further we go, the thicker the blue-black haze becomes.

The ghost candle was also suppressed at this moment, and the range covered by the candlelight was shrinking rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

While being suppressed, the ghost candle's burning speed was also intense.

Yang Jian could no longer imagine how much horror was hidden in this layer.

He took a deep breath and continued walking inside.

Along the way, he saw many human-shaped silhouettes. They looked at him strangely. Some even stretched their heads and faces to touch him, but they instantly wilted as soon as they came into contact with the ghost candle.

At this moment, Yang Jian had to be thankful that he had such a ghost candle in his hand, otherwise it would be wishful thinking to want to pass through this passage that was like a ghost's nest.

He couldn't help but think of the aliens he had seen before. What he was experiencing now was much more terrifying than the aliens.

The further you go inside, the more intensely the ghost candle burns.

suddenly.

Yang Jian slowed down his pace and saw a pool of blood on the ground.

A voice suddenly sounded.

"Did you get the stuff?"

Yang Jian looked warily and saw Wang Xiaoming walking towards him from the dark blue haze.

He came in front of Yang Jian and walked into the range of the ghost candle.

"Got it." Yang Jian said, shaking the strange finger.

(End of this chapter)