"What!"
"The ghost appeared again?!"
"Who disappeared?"
Everyone panicked and checked around. After a short while, someone exclaimed, "Jia Liang is gone!"
"Jia Liang! Jia Liang!" Several colleagues who were close to him quickly called out.
"Stop shouting! Are you trying to lure the ghost over here?!" Wang Ziteng roared. The continuous disappearances were making his last shred of sanity crumble.
The reason he could remain calmer than ordinary people was because he had already witnessed these bizarre powers from his cousin and was mentally prepared.
In addition, he greatly admired his cousin and wanted to become a Spirit Master himself. Therefore, when entering the ghost domain, besides fear, there was also a hidden, secretly pleased expectation supporting him.
But in the end, people are often like Lord Ye who loved dragons only in paintings. When a real dragon appeared before him, he found that the first emotion that welled up in his heart was usually fear.
"Young Master Wang, what should we do? I don't want to disappear!" Li Feifei said with tears in her eyes, grabbing Wang Ziteng's sleeve, which made Wang Ziteng very annoyed.
"You're asking me? Who the hell am I supposed to ask?!"
At this moment, a calm voice suddenly drowned out everyone else. It was Fang Xiu.
"Two to three minutes."
"What two to three minutes?"
"The interval between people disappearing is two to three minutes," Fang Xiu said calmly. "To be precise, it should be two minutes for women and three minutes for men. Just now, after the security guard Xiao Zhao disappeared for three minutes, Wang Xiaoli disappeared. And after Wang Xiaoli disappeared for two minutes, Jia Liang disappeared. It seems the killing pattern of this ghost is to kill one person every two to three minutes.
If my deduction is correct, someone else will disappear three minutes after Jia Liang disappeared."
"Killing according to time? Damn it! How the hell do we avoid this?" Wang Ziteng's eyes were bloodshot, his emotions verging on losing control.
Fang Xiu ignored him and turned to walk into the darkness.
Everyone was instantly shocked.
His good friend Zhao Hao shouted at the first moment, "Brother Xiu, where are you going? Don't you want to live?!"
Fang Xiu didn't turn his head and said, "Of course I'm going to look for a way out. Are we supposed to stay here and wait for death? There are still eight people left. According to the pattern of one person disappearing every two to three minutes, everyone will die in about twenty minutes. It's better to take a gamble."
"Fang Xiu! You damn well stop right there!" Wang Ziteng suddenly shouted angrily, "Didn't I just say that no one is allowed to move around at will? Do you know that if all of us end up being buried with you because you alone violated the ghost's taboos, you're just an ordinary person, do you know about ghosts..."
Fang Xiu stopped and suddenly turned his head. A pale and expressionless human face came into everyone's view, like a pale corpse, devoid of any vitality.
Wang Ziteng's breath hitched as he stared at this face.
At this moment, words without any emotional fluctuation came from Fang Xiu's mouth: "Say one more word, and I will... kill you before the ghost does."
The words, though devoid of any emotion, carried an indescribable chill. The moment Wang Ziteng heard them, he even felt a strong aura of death engulfing him.
Meeting Fang Xiu's calm eyes, Wang Ziteng suddenly realized that he was serious, that saying one more word would really lead to death!
What kind of eyes were those!
As a second-generation rich kid, he had a wide circle of friends, and even for some reasons, he had seen the eyes of murderers.
But even the pressure from a murderer's eyes couldn't compare to Fang Xiu's calm gaze.
Wang Ziteng's feeling was correct. A murderer's eyes were indeed different from eyes that had witnessed death eighteen times.
Seeing Wang Ziteng shut up, Fang Xiu turned and disappeared into the darkness.
Upon seeing this scene, hesitation flashed across Zhao Hao's face. In the next moment, he gritted his teeth, looked at Fang Xiu's receding figure, and then at the others who were still hesitating in place, finally following after him.
"Young Master Wang, what do we do?" Wu Dahai asked with a trembling voice.
Wang Ziteng's face turned from pale to flushed. When Fang Xiu was there, he didn't dare to lose his temper, but now that he had left, his anger surged.
"What do we do? If they want to die, let them! Two hicks who don't even know what a Spirit Master is dare to disobey my orders!"
"But... but I don't think Fang Xiu is someone who would seek his own death. Why don't we follow them and see?" Wu Dahai suggested.
Wang Ziteng's anger instantly flared up, "Follow them my ass! I'd rather die, be killed by a ghost..."
Before he could finish his sentence, a scream interrupted him.
"Ah! Someone else disappeared!!"
Wang Ziteng's liver quivered instantly. He looked at the number of people around him. Including himself, there were only five left. He immediately changed his words, "Quick! Quick, follow them!"
.....
Fang Xiu walked through the dark corridor, with Zhao Hao closely following behind him.
The two moved forward, shining their flashlights, but after walking for a long time, they still hadn't reached the end of the corridor.
Normally, they wouldn't have to walk far before seeing the stairs leading downstairs at the end of the corridor, but today the corridor was like a bottomless pit, with no end in sight.
"Hu... Brother Xiu, this is not right! Why haven't we reached the stairwell yet!" Zhao Hao said with a tremble, huddling behind Fang Xiu, looking like a small bird clinging to a person.
"Shh, be quiet."
Fang Xiu suddenly stopped, staring intently into the depths of the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, a faint green light suddenly appeared, like the light emitted by an emergency exit sign in the darkness, eerie and unsettling.
The moment Fang Xiu saw the light, he couldn't help but frown.
This light... it was exactly the same as the lights in Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital.
An unbelievable guess took shape in his mind. He quickly quickened his pace and walked towards the light.
When he completely stepped into the light, he found himself in a narrow and cramped old corridor. The ceiling and walls were covered with darkness and blood stains, and old benches were placed every few meters in the corridor.
The feeling here was as if he had arrived in a hospital corridor decades ago. The walls were dimly gray, and the floor was not the common marble, but grayish-white cement.
This is... Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital!
"Xi... Xiu... Brother Xiu! Am I hallucinating? Where is this? Shouldn't we be at the sales office? Why does this place look like a hospital in a horror movie?!" Zhao Hao's fearful voice came from behind Fang Xiu.
Fang Xiu's heart stirred slightly.
Zhao Hao could also see the psychiatric hospital?
Could it be...
Fang Xiu reached out and touched the surrounding walls. The feedback was a cold and rough texture.
His pupils suddenly contracted.
Sure enough!
He had arrived inside the psychiatric hospital. This time, the psychiatric hospital was no longer an illusion, but a real entity!
Could it be that the psychiatric hospital, like those living ghosts, had met some condition and therefore broken into reality?
Could this be the so-called ghost domain?
Fang Xiu guessed that the psychiatric hospital, which had previously appeared like a holographic projection, had undergone a spatial overlap with reality. The sales office had been swallowed by it, embedded within it.
No wonder he couldn't see the psychiatric hospital as before. It turned out they were already inside it.