The moon is dark and the wind is high, and corpses are everywhere.

Fang Shenyan held a blood-dropped head, stood in black under the moonlight, looking down at the steps leading to the darkness below.

“Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

There was a vague laughter behind it, with echoes, so sharp that it penetrated the soul.

He poked his right hand out, left his five fingers away from the eye socket of the head, and threw them into the downward stairs like throwing a bowling ball.

The collision between the soft tissue and the hard rock steps made a terrifying and subtle sound, and the ghost behind it became closer and closer.

Fang Shenyan remained motionless, staring at the head and rolled down the steps quickly until he disappeared into the darkness.

When the head disappeared, his eyes narrowed, jumped down, and disappeared on the first floor.

As he just left, someone kicked open the main entrance of the southern office building, followed by the sound of messy footsteps.

Perhaps because there were too many people coming, the countless ghosts hidden in this building began to be restless, including the endless unjust souls that were flowing into a river of blood, no longer remained at peace.

At the same time, the rest of the office building, which is not considered the entrance, also have some figures leaping into the window.

Among them, Bailang in the ninth branch is the one closest to Fang Shenyan.

In the dark room, scattered documents were spread on the ground, and blood-colored footprints spread from outside the door to the desk.

The white wolf's short and fat body made no sound. The fierce face hid in the dark like a wild wolf waiting for an opportunity, staring at the bloody handprints with sharp eyes.

“Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Suddenly, there was a harsh and terrifying laughter from the desk that was overturned to the ground, and some terrible and crisp sounds of bones chewed.

Bai Lang's eyelids shook, and he glanced at the empty door and swallowed his saliva.

One-third of the door was broken, as if something was slamming in from outside the door, smashing it into a huge hole.

The broken wooden board turned into sharp wooden thorns, with some undried blood on it, and it was still flowing down the door panel.

He could fully imagine what kind of tragedy this small room had endured.

The white wolf did not dare to breathe, and stared at the falling desk vigilantly in one breath, and his short and fat body slowly moved towards the door.

In the dead silence, he could only hear his heartbeat and the sound of the ghosts eating, but it did not affect him too much. On the contrary, every move he was extremely calm and had no flaws.

It was a step away from the door. He could push open the door panel with just stretching out his hand, but he didn't dare to do this step.

Once the door moves, the ghost moves, and he will die.

The white wolf was still holding his breath for a minute. The high pressure of the environment greatly weakened his breathing time, and his face turned extremely red.

The long-term breathing tremble caused the body to tremble slightly.

But the white wolf had not moved yet. He was waiting for an opportunity. It was estimated that it should be coming soon.

Time was as good as a year at this moment. The air in his lungs had been squeezed dry. He looked even more terrifying at this moment, and his bloated body was trembling more and more.

His hands in mid-air were almost unable to control them, so he could hold on for three seconds at most. After three seconds, he would have to escape no matter what.

But at this moment, ghosts roared one after another at the distant main entrance, accompanied by panic shouts from some clerks, and footsteps and ghost screams were all superimposed.

The opportunity for Bai Lang to wait for it finally came. Almost at the same time when the situation outside was in chaos, he pushed open the door and turned into the right corridor.

He could clearly hear that just as he left, the desk in the office was overturned again.

The bold and careful white wolf first hid on the right side and witnessed an adult's calf size jumping out of the door, shaking left and right for a while, then rushed to the left and right until it disappeared.

The white wolf finally took a deep breath and injected fresh air into his dry lungs, which made him come back to life.

Choose the right first because the right side is a dead end, and the left side can go to the main entrance.

The ghost doll must know that the white wolf is on the right and can be killed if you go, but the left side represents the new large army, killing more.

This is one of the reasons why White Wolf chose a dead end.

Another part of the reason is that this dead end has a shortcut to directly enter the negative level.

The white wolf moved its short and fat body, moved its stiff limbs, came to the wall, squatted down, and in front of him was a well that could be lifted.

Go down the well and go directly to the maintenance room in the basement on the first floor.

There is the main office for electricity and water supply in the southern office building. The reason why this ground well is set up is to provide an escape passage for maintenance workers in an emergency.

When Bai Lang was responsible for bringing tourists into this building, he would naturally have a complete understanding of the place, so he gave up the main entrance and walked into the office just now.

"Dong!"

The white wolf's body fell to the ground, making a dull accent, and echoes came from the empty maintenance room.

He glanced at him with his eyebrows and eyes straight and confirmed that there was no abnormal movement around him, so he felt relieved.

But the poor light made him dare not move, so he took out his cell phone from his pocket, pressed his thumb on the screen, and the cold white light came from his hand.

Rows of strange instruments appeared in front of Bai Lang's eyes, and he was the only shadow on the gray wall.

With light, Bai Lang's mentality gradually calmed down and began to walk towards the door of the maintenance room, while thinking in his heart:

"I have investigated the terrain of the South Building in advance. Chang Sheng and I should be the first group of people to come to the first floor.

But Chang Sheng is more of a guide to tourists, and his understanding is not as good as mine.

However, before that, I heard that Fang Shenyan from the Seventh Branch entered the South Building early. I guess he should be the first person, and I am the second person.

He has been in for a while, but no news has come out.”

Bai Lang didn't understand Fang Shenyan, but he knew very well that this man was definitely not an ordinary person, and no news was good news.

Then this negative layer should be temporarily safe, or there are not many exceptions.

However, just as he put his hand on the door, he suddenly saw something wrong with the black shadow on the wall.

On this cement-gray wall, with the light of the mobile phone, you can see a short and bloated shadow, which is the white wolf himself.

But after him, there was a tall and thin figure crossing his hands, fiddling with ten fingers, and following closely behind him.

Not only that, the tall and thin black shadow's head was buried very low, almost touching the chest, as if its neck was broken so that it was not enough to support the weight of its head.

Bai Lang's body tensed suddenly, and he stopped by the gesture of the door, and he did not dare to move around.

During a brief stalemate, he controlled his phone to turn on camera mode on the screen, and reversed the lens.

On the screen, the white wolf saw a pitch-black hind his head and a little chin.

This is a man, his pointed chin pressing against his chest, and his hands kept fiddling as if he was calculating something.
Chapter completed!