Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

The six dead people lowered their heads 90 degrees and moved towards her, their cracked lips asking:

"Why don't you listen to that person?"

"Why don't you drive the ghost out in advance?"

"Why push them towards that ghost?"

"Why kill them!?"

"It's not me!" the minister suddenly shouted, and everyone's eyes turned to him.

"Bullmaster, what's wrong?"

Realizing his own gaffe, the minister immediately adjusted his facial muscles and maintained a kind expression.

"It's okay, everyone, hide under the bed first, don't let this get exposed..."

The minister was the first to hide under the abandoned bed. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the moment he entered, he felt a slight chill.

But it's not freezing, just a little lower than the room temperature, so it's bearable.

But you can't sleep, because if you do, you will probably catch a cold.

After the minister took the lead and went in, the others followed suit.

But the size of the abandoned bed is limited, and the height does not support two people lying on top of each other.

Therefore, there were still three people who could not squeeze under the abandoned bed and had to choose to hide under another bed.

The two beds were adjacent to each other, and each could see the other's side profile under the bed.

"Bushi~ If it's too crowded, you can come over to our side."

The person hiding under the original bed in the eighth room shouted softly.

The people under the abandoned bed looked at each other in bewilderment, unable even to move their bodies a little, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

It was too painful to endure a night in this situation.

"Minister, it's too crowded here. I'll go to the bottom of their bed."

"Take me one."

Two people couldn't stand the pushing and crowding, so they crawled under the bed where there was more space.

There were more people who wanted to go to that bed, but "suddenly, the room lost its light and the candle went out...

The whole room fell into silent silence.

No, there were a lot of weird noises starting to appear.

The sounds of gnashing teeth, dripping water, breaking mirrors, and rubbing bones...

Everyone could only see the general situation in the room with the help of the dim moonlight.

"Um...bu!"

Before anyone could speak, the minister immediately covered her mouth, placed his index finger between his lips, and signaled everyone to remain silent.

The man raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at the pale feet outside. Most of them were devoid of flesh and blood, leaving only a withered pair of foot bones floating in the air.

The room suddenly became lively, with footsteps ringing in the ears. Bone feet appeared out of thin air and walked back and forth in the room, as if looking for something.

The minister immediately understood the man's good intentions. These feet were all ghosts...looking for living people in the room.

If they weren't hiding under the bed, they would definitely be discovered.

The minister no longer wants to experience being caught by a ghost a second time.

Under the bed, everyone was silent, no one spoke, whether out of reason or fear...

No one dared to take out their cell phone because no one knew whether the ghost would see the light and bend down to find them.

The minister observed for a long time and finally determined why the ghosts couldn't find them.

They don't bend over and their feet are always straight, so they can't see the person hiding under the bed at all.

Unless they just turn their bodies upside down...

The other people under the bed more or less realized this and looked at each other and exchanged glances.

But no matter what, as long as they hide under the bed tonight, they can live in peace.

“Ahhhhh——!”

The member under the next bed let out a heart-wrenching scream and crawled out from under the bed in panic.

The person under the abandoned bed cast a look of disgust.

But the next second, the feeling of disgust changed instantly, and only countless nausea filled the mind, and stomach acid could not stop flowing back.

There were five people under the ghost bed. One person ran out, and four were still under the bed.

When everyone saw the scene under the ghost bed, they were stunned, and some timid people even closed their eyes.

Four humanoid snails crawled on the ground, their bodies shrank, their hands and feet were completely absorbed by their bodies, and turned into a ball of soft tissue that constantly exuded mucus.

The head was even stranger than that of a newborn human with two pairs of tentacles extending from it, one pair of tentacles being connected to eyeballs that were shaking.

The four of them collapsed to the ground, looking at them under the abandoned bed with strange and bleak expressions.

Behind the four people's heads, a hideous ghost face was slowly swallowing up normal human faces.

Thick liquid overflowed from the nostrils, ears, mouth, and hair follicles, flowing out from under the bed, almost spreading to the bottom of the abandoned bed.

A foul, astringent smell filled the house, very similar to the stinking water in the sewer.

"Minister! There's a ghost! There's a ghost! Save me! Save..."

The only remaining person among the five people just crawled out from under the ghost bed and wanted to hide under the abandoned bed.

The head exploded with a "bang", like fireworks, shattering into pieces and splattering all over the room.

Looking around, you can clearly see the structure inside the broken neck, with the spine exposed and falling into a pool of bright red blood.

"Woo..."

The mentality of the people under the abandoned bed changed drastically. They went from being calm and composed to panicking. Their hearts were in disorder and their breathing became more and more frequent and without any rhythm.

There was no doubt that if they left the abandoned bed now and were seen by a ghost, their heads would suffer the same fate.

Exploded instantly.

No one dared to respond, and no one had the courage to take out their mobile phone to take pictures.

They could only hide under the bed and tremble constantly, holding each other's hands tightly, but found that the other person was trembling more violently than themselves.

Something worse happened.

The people under the abandoned bed saw that all the ghosts' skeletal feet were facing them, and they took the initiative to surround them.

"..."

The minister clenched his teeth and felt his heart was about to jump into his throat.

There was no other reason, because the man whose head exploded reached out his hand towards where they were, wanting to get help before he died.

Maybe it was because of this that it was exposed, letting the devil know that there was someone alive under the bed!

Damn!

The others all looked at each other with hatred, hating the dead man for exposing their location.

If the ghost directly lifted the bed or bent down, they would surely die.

How to do?How to do?

Unable to speak, the blood-stained newspaper cannot ask questions.

These ghosts will not leave until the candles burn.

Why did this happen? Didn't the bloody newspaper say that as long as I hid in this room and didn't leave, nothing would happen!?

It tricked me?!

The minister clenched his fists and crumpled the bloody newspaper.

Although it was of no use in breaking the deadlock at the moment, they had no way to escape.

Pairs of bony legs surrounded the abandoned bed, as if they knew there was a living person underneath it.

As time passed, everyone became more and more uneasy, shrouded in the fear of death.

They could be killed by ghosts at any time because the ghosts already knew they were here, but for some reason, whether to tease or joke with them, they were in no hurry to take action.

"Woo..."

don't want to die...

Some people could no longer bear the pressure and started crying, covering their mouths, with their eye sockets becoming swollen and red.

They have worked so hard to survive until now, but they are going to die before they can enjoy their life.

Why did you come to the haunted house? Why didn't you leave earlier?

Why did the classmates crawl towards them before they died?

All of a sudden, everyone began to regret why they came to this room.

Qi Meng must be alive now, because it was the man next to her who reminded them to hide under the bed. Everything the man did during the day was to prepare for avoiding ghost attacks at night.

If I had believed Qi Meng and followed him...

Unfortunately, it's too late, all of them will die tonight.

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In the second room, Kanagawa Qimeng, who hadn't fallen asleep yet, suddenly said, "I think I heard screams from the eighth room."

Li Momo didn't care and nodded perfunctorily: "You heard right, someone died."

"Just died like that?" Kanagawa Qimeng found it a little hard to accept. In fact, it could have been avoided...all it took was to put a few more unused beds.

But Li Mo felt it was too wasteful, and he had no right to criticize Li Mo's actions.

After all, Li Mo said that these used beds are the key to their survival on the third floor and cannot be wasted on the second night.

"Yes, it's that simple for a ghost to kill someone."

"I guess a few people hid under the haunted bed and turned into snails like you. Those who survived were taken over by fear and screamed in panic. They are now dead. There is no need to guess."

Li Mo looked calm and didn't take it seriously at all.

"Will hiding under the abandoned bed really help us? Thirty-two ghosts...what if they find the person under the abandoned bed? All the ghosts have to do is bend down and lower their heads."

Kanagawa Qimeng raised her doubts.

"If they can really do that, it just means your companions are unlucky, and you can't blame anyone else."

"If they really died from this, it would give us crucial information. Ghosts can find people under the abandoned bed. The memories you peeked into need to be questioned. Is your memory confused, or is there some other special reason?"

Having said that, Li Mo took out a strange pistol, pointed it at Kanagawa Qimeng, and then put it back on his waist the next second.

Li Mo had thought about this possibility, but the probability was low.

Although the ghosts on the first and second floors can be continuously supplemented in terms of completeness, their mechanism is quite simple.

On the surface, the humanoid spider only kills lone people, and its killing method is still physical attack similar to that of the human-headed ghost. Moreover, its IQ is worrying before it completes itself.

If the shadow could not control the body regardless of combat power, this ghost would not even be able to pose a threat to an S-class Valkyrie.

But once you step on a shadow when you are alone, you will die without help from outsiders.

Chapter 17: Law Distortion, Death Approaches (6k)

The Knocking Ghost's killing methods are currently unknown, but there are many, and getting close to it is almost 100% certain to trigger it.

If there is no means of substitution or suppression, the threat is equivalent to the group of flesh and blood ghosts at the foot of Taixu Mountain, and no one can approach.

The most core and obvious rule of the knocking ghost is knocking on the door. Knocking on the door awakens the dormant ghosts to kill living people. This should be its original rule.

Therefore, it is very likely that the ghosts on the first and second floors do not have diverse variability and will not actively bypass the rules.

Even though they knew there was someone under the bed, they fell into judgment or even silence because of the resistance to the rules.

After all, the ghost bed is also a ghost, just like the ghost stomach in the wing room. Certain conditions must be met if you want to enter.