Chapter 189

Wu Xian's group of ten walked into the dim corridor.

They insisted on separating from the indigenous people, of course, not to commit suicide.

There were three reasons.

First:

The mechanism of this Fudi itself required them to actively approach ghosts and film them, so waiting in place for a long time was meaningless.

Second:

There was some intelligence they needed to discuss away from the indigenous people, and some things were better done alone.

Third:

And most importantly, the Lotus Juanren had slightly stronger self-preservation capabilities and had the confidence to take some risks to gain greater benefits.

Now it was dark outside, and the hotel had long since lost power, so the lights couldn't be turned on; this corridor had no windows and was pitch black. Lou Yaozong walked in front with a flashlight, and Wu Xian held a backup flashlight.

They walked very slowly to avoid suddenly falling into the traps of malevolent entities.

Sun Qian ran to Wu Xian's side in small steps and asked excitedly in a low voice: "Brother Wu, where will we go after leaving the Fudi? Can we exchange things, like bloodline techniques or something..."

The countless questions like a machine gun gave Wu Xian a headache.

This little brother seemed to have read too many novels and treated the Fudi as some kind of opportunity; Wu Xian even regretted bringing the Ghost-Head Blade, as it was this blade that made Sun Qian treat him as a big shot.

Before Wu Xian could answer, Lou Yaozong, who was walking in front, exploded.

He turned around and grabbed Sun Qian by the collar.

"Are you very happy?"

"I don't understand what you're happy about, but the Fudi can kill people. Do you want to leave your parents outside and rot and stink in a corner of the Fudi, covered in maggots?"

Sun Qian was scared by Lou Yaozong and trembled: "I just think this might be an opportunity."

Liao Yifang laughed: "An opportunity to get a brand new way to die?"

Shi Ji added from the side: "Like being blown up by a septic tank..."

After Sun Qian was retorted a few times, he quieted down for a while, and then he set his sights on Qian Yunhe, who was carrying the camcorder. After learning that Qian Yunhe didn't know how to use the camcorder, he took the initiative to carry it on his shoulder.

This made Wu Xian change his attitude toward Sun Qian.

So Wu Xian reminded him.

"The only way to leave this Fudi alive is to film or record ten different ghosts. Since you took the camcorder, try your best to make it work."

Everyone walked through the pitch-black corridor with tense nerves.

But unexpectedly, they didn't encounter any danger in this corridor, having been worried for nothing for a long time.

The next corridor had windows.

This corridor was not too long, with windows on one side and four rooms on the other. Moonlight shone in from the windows, enough to see the outlines of things, so Lou Yaozong turned off the flashlight.

The environment of this corridor made everyone's mentality relax slightly.

Their goal was the room at the very end.

From the hotel floor plan in the lobby, it was known that the room was a large suite with enough space for them not to have to live in separate rooms.

But suddenly.

They heard a strange sound.

Boom!

Boom!

Someone was bouncing a ball!

An old basketball suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor, and this ball was bounced by an inexplicable force, moving toward the crowd bit by bit.

Lou Yaozong turned to the side, bypassing the path of the basketball, and others followed suit to avoid it.

This basketball must have a ghost, but the ghost's main body hadn't appeared yet, so the Lotus Juanren decided to wait and see for now.

Although they couldn't see the ghost, everyone felt goosebumps on their bodies; this was the body feeling the primitive threat from the ghost.

In fear, Sun Qian remembered what Wu Xian said earlier.

They needed to film ten ghosts to leave the Fudi, so wasn't this the best time?

He turned on the camcorder, aimed it at the basketball, and leaned toward the display screen to capture the figure of the ball-bouncing ghost, but the moment the small screen lit up, Sun Qian's face was illuminated.

He became the most conspicuous one in the corridor!

Swish!

The basketball suddenly disappeared.

Sun Qian stared at the display screen, covered in cold sweat.

On the display screen, Sun Qian didn't see the basketball, but only a strange person with a completely sunken face and chains wrapped around his body. The strange person raised his head, and with a terrifying mouth, asked.

"Have... have you seen my ball?"

The strange person's face was sunken like a plate, with blood flowing from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and his expression was indescribably terrifying.

"Ah!"

Sun Qian screamed in fright, his brain instantly blank.

In the container, in the lobby on the first floor, he had encountered malevolent entities, but none were as intuitive and terrifying as seeing them through the screen.

Whoosh!

The Ghost-Head Blade was unsheathed, and Wu Xian slashed at the ground in front of Sun Qian, and the sunken ghost face on the screen disappeared.

"Hey, hey!"

Liao Yifang pushed Sun Qian a few times, and he finally came back to his senses from his fear.

Wu Xian put away the Ghost-Head Blade and looked at Sun Qian with anticipation.

"Did you film it?"

Sun Qian shook his head blankly; the moment he was scared, his body had already lost control.

Wu Xian shook his head in disappointment; it seemed that the filming work must be done by someone with strong psychological quality...

After this scare.

Everyone entered the room without any danger.

After entering the room, Shi Ji lit a candle, and the six Lotus Juanren used the light to look through the entire room for the first time; they were looking for the statue and confirming the environment.

The four ordinary people huddled in the center of the room, watching the big shots perform.

Sun Qian stared at the surroundings vigilantly; after being scared by the ball-bouncing ghost, he was not so optimistic about the Fudi, and now he felt a bit like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring.

After confirming that the environment was temporarily safe.

The six Lotus Juanren gathered together to discuss the next plan.

In this Fudi, killing ghosts was not important, filming ghosts was important, so the person holding the camcorder must be reliable enough.

But this camcorder was really too big, and the Lotus Juanren didn't want to carry this burden, as it would affect their performance, but the ordinary people really didn't have the ability to film well, so eventually Zhang Wei took over the camcorder.

Wu Xian didn't know if Zhang Wei could film well, but since he was a Lotus Juanren, he should be more reliable than ordinary people.

Next.

It was to discuss the ghosts in this Fudi.

So far.

They had encountered three ghosts.

One cutting faces in the dark container, one bouncing a ball in the corridor, and one in Ren Cha's stomach.

Regarding these three ghosts, the Lotus Juanren's evaluation was only one word.

Difficult!

Although there hadn't been any deaths yet, everyone already foresaw that this Fudi would be very troublesome.

Because they couldn't find any common points among these three ghosts; their appearance conditions were unknown, their purposes were unknown, their killing methods were unknown—everything was a mystery.

After discussing for a while.

There were only two clues that weren't really clues.

The first clue was provided by Sun Qian, who had just been scared; he saw the true face of the ghost on the display screen, which might mean that the camcorder could see through the disguises of malevolent entities.

The second clue was provided by Wu Xian; he noticed the chains on the ghosts!

(End of chapter)