Chapter 11

After He Qiong left.

Wen Chao sighed, Fang Zhi frowned and said nothing, Shi Ji and Yue Mei wanted to say something but didn't speak; everyone lost the mood to discuss and dispersed.

Qi Zhiyong's behavior today made everyone wary of him; they still treated Qi Zhiyong as a leader on the surface, but in reality, they all had different intentions.

He treated Wu Xian like this today; after Wu Xian dies, will Qi Zhiyong treat them like this?

Qi Zhiyong sat downstairs alone, and after a while sighed.

"It seems 'Jing Ke' was right; I am indeed not suitable for leading others; it is more promising to be a lone wolf."

"Then that's it."

Qi Zhiyong never cared about leadership.

"Alright, believe the son."

Fang Zhi hesitated when he saw his teacher was angry.

The man's corpse opposite was still hanging there, with a pair of eyes staring straight at Wu Xian, but Wu Xian didn't care; anyway, he couldn't move.

He found some plastic bags to wrap around his face, opened small holes only at the eyes and nose, and stood at the door with an alcohol spray bottle waiting.

But Qi Zhiyong thought, since people have to die anyway, why can't people with high value survive and let people with low value die?

People like Wu Xian, even if they survive, are just one more survivor.

Watching Fang Zhi poking his chest with a stethoscope made of a cup, Yu Yinghua finally couldn't bear it and let out a shrill scream.

Creak!

"But..."

Time passed bit by bit.

"Sure enough, the time in the Fudi is chaotic; I hope the time at night is stable."

This scream made Fang Zhi's eardrums ache; Yu Yinghua took advantage of his negligence, used her hands and feet, and escaped quickly in a very distorted way.

But if Wen Chao is allowed to survive and have the opportunity to spread the knowledge in his brain, it can make the world better.

"This counts as the second night; what will happen tonight?"

Fang Zhi stopped in front of his door, his palms trembling slightly.

The woman stood at the door for a while and smiled.

Everyone returned to their rooms one after another.

Fang Zhi's expression distorted, and he shook his head stubbornly: "Mentor, you know, I have always not believed in these crooked ways; I believe in science!"

Taking advantage of the fact that it was just dark and the evil entities hadn't come out yet, Wu Xian picked out the remaining piece of pork large intestine covered in fat from the lunch box and carefully applied it to the door hinge.

Fang Zhi's door opened, staring straight at Yu Yinghua.

Fang Zhi waved his hand impatiently.

This young man Fang Zhi never believed in science, but a religion called science built by his own cognition; he did not recognize anything outside of science.

The woman with a gentle and slightly chubby face grabbed her son's arm: "A-Zhi, let's not buy this house; I heard from the neighbors that it's haunted."

Looking at Fang Zhi who was busy, the evil entity Yu Yinghua actually felt a bit creeped out for a rare moment.

But at this moment, she was a bit confused.

Once it gets dark, everyone will close their doors and windows tightly; no matter what happens outside, everyone will not risk going out.

"Whoever is afraid, you can't be afraid!"

Warm sunlight shone down, and a family of three stood downstairs in the residential building; they were here to buy a house.

Most people who enter the Fudi will die; even outstanding people only have the ability to save themselves.

Since he didn't die at that moment, he should live more exquisitely in the future.

"Don't go, don't avoid the doctor!"

"You'd better think clearly; no one knows whether that mark is aimed at people or rooms; if you two live in one room, you might die together."

Fang Zhi woke up from a nightmare; he was holding a wine bottle, his face was pale, and cold sweat flowed down, completely different from his toughness outside.

Sizzle!

Even if the facts are right in front of him.

So the father and son walked into the building and went to sign the purchase agreement with the intermediary.

Wu Xian held the lunch box back to the room, stood at the window, and looked into the distance.

Just then, Qi Zhiyong, who had just gone upstairs, walked over and said lightly.

"You..."

The son was admitted to a prestigious university, and they decided to buy a house in this city so that they could settle down in this city in the future.

But standing at the door, they hesitated.

"What's there to hesitate about; if you don't believe me, why did you send me to school?"

The middle-aged woman outside the door was covered in mud, her face was full of blood, and her mouth was full of mud and ash; she looked very terrifying; she was here to harm people.

The woman was still a bit hesitant.

"Don't believe it!"

In essence, he is no different from those religious fanatics.

Wu Xian was looking forward to this.

Wen Chao wanted to refute Qi Zhiyong, but Qi Zhiyong had already entered the room and closed the door.

"Hello, is anyone there? Can you let me in to avoid it? I am the hostel landlady Yu Yinghua; my husband is crazy; he wants to kill me!"

Wen Chao also noticed his abnormality, and his face changed slightly.

It was only before returning to the room that he discovered that there was a mud-water palm print on his door!

He doesn't believe in ghosts and gods.

Finally, Fang Zhi waited for the knocking sound.

And after Fang Zhi heard Qi Zhiyong's words, he made up his mind; he retreated and closed the door, locking Wen Chao outside; no matter how Wen Chao called, he didn't open the door.

"Ah!"

After sitting blankly for a while, he drank a few gulps of wine, slapped himself twice, and growled fiercely.

Fortunately, the time displayed on the mobile phone also followed in an orderly chaos, otherwise there would really be no way to judge the time.

"Don't be afraid; although I am not a doctor, I will help you."

"What ghosts; it's all scaring yourself; isn't it just that the cabinet door always opens by itself? It must be a design problem with the cabinet; anyway, this house is bought for me, so listen to me; you have to believe in science."

Before Yu Yinghua could think clearly, Fang Zhi sprayed disinfectant on her; after spraying, he pulled her arm and dragged her into the room, pressing her to sit down.

The middle-aged man with gray hair smiled and said: "Believe, if I don't believe our family's top student, who can I believe?"

"Whoever you believe, you can't believe this; there are no ghosts and evil entities in this world!"

Fang Zhi hurriedly chased out of the room, but Yu Yinghua had already disappeared.

But what if what everyone said just now was true? Then wouldn't the next victim be him!

Wen Chao took him with him, wanting to change his wrong concepts, but before he had time to teach by example, he was already trapped in the Fudi.

The chandelier in the corridor swayed, and the dim yellow light and shadow swayed, giving people an uneasy atmosphere; just standing in the corridor made people feel cold in their hearts.

Then he washed and gargled earnestly, shaved his stubble, trimmed his hair, washed his head, face, feet, socks, and underwear, and tidied himself up cleanly and neatly.

"You stay with me tonight; don't go back."

"You must have been infected with some virus, right?"

Wen Chao stomped his feet in anger and slapped him: "Science is used to explain reality; things that require you to distort facts to believe are not science."

"Let me check you first; there is no equipment here, but I can give you a preliminary..."

"This location is good, close to school, and transportation is convenient; buying this house at this price is picking up a big bargain."

What he cares about is only value.

A man should treat himself better.

The couple didn't have much education; their son was a rare top student in the family, and their second half of life depended on this child; all the big things in the family would be decided by the child in the future.

This is not right!

When Wu Xian just returned to the room, the sun was still a distance from the horizon, but now it has sunk halfway, and the time digits on the mobile phone are jumping wildly.

Wen Chao stood at the door for a long time, finally shook his head helplessly, and returned to his room.

How could anyone open the door so simply? Was he not worried at all that it was a trap? And after this person opened the door, he wasn't scared by her, but instead had such a creepy look?

This man has a plastic bag on his head; could he be an evil entity that died of suffocation?

Fang Zhi leaned against the wall, looking at the light above, and smiled with a strange expression.

"Ha, hahaha..."

(End of chapter)