If the ghosts had no thinking ability, and only acted on grudges and instincts, then the missing corpse should have returned to the place...
The operating room where the infinite grudges were condensed when he was framed and killed.
"Go!"
Chen roared first, leading the charge into the corridor. Now the story has reached the end of the plot. Every minute is an endless danger.
In front of him, the intertwined stairs were like a spiral poisonous snake, exuding a sinister and terrible breath. In the darkness where almost nothing could be seen, there were the footsteps of two people running.
While running, both of them felt that the temperature of the surrounding air was gradually decreasing, and a cold breath was spreading around.
"It's coming..." Chen muttered to himself. In this strange world, the strange decrease in the temperature of the surrounding air was almost equivalent to the prelude of the supernatural force attacking.
As the air around him gradually turned cold, a faint sound of footsteps suddenly resounded around him, unlike the usual close pursuit behind him. This time, the sound of footsteps came from all directions, covering the entire hospital.
Hurry, a little faster...
Find the operating room before the supernatural force catches up with them!
"Over here! It's here!"
After running to a certain floor of the corridor, a closed door suddenly appeared at the end of the long corridor in front of him. In this dark corridor with no light, three blood-red words, "Operation Room", shone strangely in the darkness.
In the handwriting, more and more dark red blood began to appear one by one, gradually covering the entire operating room door!
At the same time, the corridor connecting the stairs and the operating room, the black-stained stretchers, and the rusty wheelchairs arranged in a disorderly manner around the corridor all turned strangely, making a clattering sound!
One of the rusty wheelchairs quickly flew toward them as if pushed by an invisible hand.
As the story entered its final stage, the supernatural forces of the surrounding world also intensified to an exaggerated level.
"John, be careful!"
Boom!
Another gurney suddenly flew over, fortunately, John was prepared early and quickly lowered his head to avoid this attack. The operating room door in front of him was gradually swallowed up by the rushing blood.
"John, hurry, this is it!"
Ignoring the blood on the O.R. door like a living thing, Chen grabbed the door handle and pulled it aside.
Bang!
A loud noise, the operating room door suddenly opened, the deep room, like a laughing monster, waiting for someone to commit suicide.
At that moment, a bright electric light flashed, reflecting the black figure standing behind the operating bed at that moment!
With that moment of light, the two also saw at the same time...
That pale face, so familiar.
"I found it!"
John shouted until now, showing his amazing speed and reaction, and flew towards the black shadow while screaming...
However, at this moment, a trace of doubt flashed through Chen's mind.
Is this dark shadow really the target of this mission?
Is the plot unfolding too smoothly?
If this was his first experience of a horror story, it would be understandable, but in fact, this was not only his second time being dragged into the spiritual world, but John beside him seemed to be an experienced one.
Not only did the story provide the sealing props, but the ghost they were looking for also appeared in front of them so smoothly.
The too smooth progress made people feel a kind of inexplicable uneasiness.
If it wasn't like this...
At this moment, Chen felt a chill, and a terrifying thought suddenly popped into his mind.
Is it possible that we are wrong from the beginning...
This mistake may cost them heavily!
"John! Wait!"
Although he had not fully understood yet, Chen still instinctively shouted and flew up to grab John who was holding the golden talisman and shooting.
However... he was still one step behind. John obviously accumulated his strength and burst out this time. When facing such an indescribable horror, or rather, when facing the ghost itself, any mistake or hesitation may cost an immeasurable price.
Therefore, John did not hesitate at all, and he slapped the golden talisman directly on the ghost.
Success!
At the same time, John's eyes, which seemed to be spitting fire, also locked the ghost sealed by the golden talisman in front of him, waiting for the power of the spell to be activated and the task to be completed in advance.
But...
One second, two seconds, five seconds, ten seconds passed.
The golden talisman did not show its extraordinary effect as he expected. Not only that, something incredible and terrifying happened suddenly in front of him.
I saw the dark shadow stretched out his right hand and casually tore off the talisman paper.
The precious sealing prop fell to the ground and quickly burned to ashes.
"This..."
John immediately took a few steps back, a look of extreme shock on his face. A hand reached into his pocket and pulled out an old flashlight. Uncontrollably, he muttered to himself in extreme shock.
"This... how could it fail! Impossible, impossible!"
According to the rules of the story, as long as it is a special prop specified in the story, it can definitely play its due role in the world of the story.
But why can't the golden talisman I put on myself seal the ghosts!
Shock, fear, let the always calm John, also involuntarily tremble.
At this time, there was a sigh from behind.
"It's not that the props failed, but that we were wrong ourselves..."
Chen's face showed a helpless wry smile.
"What does it mean?" John was stunned.
Before Chen could say anything, the shadow standing behind the operating table suddenly shook twice, and then a fierce cough came.
"What the hell are you talking about? What ghost? What seal?"
Crack, another flash of light shone on the man's face, and at the same time projected a long black shadow on the white wall behind him.
After that, he covered his chest weakly again.
Crack...
A sound of striking a match came from the darkness, followed by a glimmer of light, reflecting a familiar and weak face in the flame.
In the jumping flame, Qi's face was looming, swaying with the swaying candlelight, giving people an extremely unreal feeling, making people unable to judge for a while whether his existence was true or false, human or ghost.
"Haha... You won't really think I'm a ghost too."
He laughed again, his cold laughter gave people a creepy feeling, and Chen couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Yes, the body that disappeared in the morgue was me, but I was not dead, Dr. Zhao, Surprising?"
Crack...
The jumping flame also outlined Chen's face with a stern arc.
"You should have guessed it, John, the golden talisman paper has no effect, there is only one reason, because this Qi... is not a ghost at all!"