Since the first meeting with Ji Li, Wang Ting has been in an environment of intertwined fear and urgency.

Too many elements are superimposed on an ordinary person, which has a huge impact on him.

But it seems that it is precisely because of this reason that when Ji Li forcibly pushed into a dark and cold space, Wang Ting's first feeling was not fear, but numbness.

The rumbling sound of mechanical hitting the wall is obviously clearer in this closed coffin.

Wang Ting didn't remember anything at this moment, she just instinctively got closer to the only living person around her.

Ji Li was always calculating the time of falling. When his body felt a powerful impact, he hugged Wang Ting and fitted with the coffin wall as much as possible.

As the buzzing sounded in his brain, a brief sensation of pain appeared on his limbs, but he arrived at the first floor after all.

Ji Li shook his head vigorously, dispelled the chaos in his mind, and asked in a deep voice:

"Are you okay?"

"No...it's okay..."

Wang Ting has long lost the ability to think independently and only knows how to obey Ji Li.

Ji Li rubbed his sore shoulders and placed his hand on the cold coffin lid, but he did not dare to open the coffin as soon as possible.

The ghost must have been waiting for him on the first floor, perhaps the moment he opened the coffin.

His breathing sound was clearly audible in the narrow space. In the extremely quiet situation, Ji Li spoke softly:

"Lao San, can you hear anything outside the coffin?"

About three or four seconds later, the third personality gave the answer:

"I didn't hear the sound, but it doesn't mean it's really not standing in front of the door."

This answer is obviously not of reference value, and Ji Li hesitated.

He tried his best to get out of the secret room of 707, and did his best to do so, but in fact he still came out of a secret room.

After hesitating on the lid of the coffin for a long time, Ji Li slowly buckled the gap with his nails and pulled it apart inch by inch.

During this slow process, the Third Personality is ready to stare at the gap that is about to be exposed.

However, when the slit had not appeared intact, and just squeezed into a ray of light, one hand in turn grabbed the lid of the coffin from the outside.

Ji Li reacted very quickly, almost as soon as the hand appeared, he took back his palm.

Then he raised his foot and kicked the coffin lid away. Taking advantage of this short moment of space, he pulled Wang Ting to sprint out regardless of the situation.

There is still not much light outside the elevator, and all the lamps here have long been invalid.

But the unit door had been left at the exit when Ji Lili was laid, and the moonlight was the direction of escape.

But with a lame Wang Ting, Ji Li's speed was greatly reduced, so he only took a few steps.

Wang Ting exclaimed, forcing him to turn around immediately.

At this glance, a body that was white all over, like a drowning after death stood in front of the paralyzed elevator.

I don’t see it very clearly when I am far away. I only know that I am short and thin, like a child.

When I saw it again the second time, I found that it had appeared behind Wang Ting, and was reaching out with the same pale hand to grab Wang Ting.

This is a boy of four or five years old.

In the flash of lightning, Ji Li couldn't think about the identity of this ghost, but he knew very well that Wang Ting could never be allowed to die.

At least, you can't die now!

For this reason, Ji Li, who had always been selfish, suddenly pulled Wang Ting over with force, and used his inertia to change his position with her.

The ghost represented the killing hand and grabbed Ji Li.

However, due to the double shift and the ghost's size is too short, Ji Li was just gently touched by him.

He was not completely caught by him, and he did not notice anything abnormal at the first time.

It seemed as if the ghost hand had just rubbed him.

These thoughts flashed through the first time he contacted them. While changing positions, he stretched out his hands and pushed them hard at Wang Ting's back.

Although Wang Ting's foot was injured, she rushed towards the unclosed unit door through this force.

The door finally came out.

Wang Ting fell to the ground in a mess, and the cold moonlight shone on her face, reflecting her fear and shock after realizing it.

After lying on the ground for ten seconds, she suddenly turned around and looked into the unit door.

That mysterious and calm man did not come out with her.

On the contrary, the iron door that represented the escape was completely locked in, and all the windows that had lights on the entire building were extinguished.

The entire building No. 3 fell into pure darkness.

...

Looking at the door that was so close and within reach, Ji Li knew that she would never have the chance to push it open again.

The moment Wang Ting was pushed out, he didn't feel regretful.

After turning back to look at the ghost that actually appeared, he understood everything.

707 is a small secret room, while Building 3 is a larger secret room. Only when it is willing to create it can always get what it wants.

However, Ji Li looked at the boy whose appearance was almost the same as that of the ghost boy, and had a rough guess in his heart.

About the speculation about the ghost at the source of this mission.

The first ghost child who had no choice but to kill, the second ghost baby in Ge Hong's family, and the second ghost child who tried his best to create a secret room...

Perhaps, they all belong to the same category.

They represent the growth stages of embryos in blue and white porcelain jars.

The first step is a ghost baby with low abilities, the second step is a ghost child with mature mind, and the third step will turn into a ghost without killing.

Ji Li didn't know whether there was a fourth step, but the one in front of him obviously grew to the second step.

He looked at the ghost boy who had not moved and slowly took two steps back, and suddenly he found something strange on his legs.

Gently lift the trouser legs, and under the flesh on the calf, something was drilling under the skin.

The pain was not obvious, but the horror was so familiar to him that he had just experienced it during the store manager's task not long ago.

Ji Li narrowed his eyes, and after thinking for a moment, he smiled a little on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly to himself:

"I see……"

The mental interference ability of a baby to cry, the ability to teleport out of thin air, grow from the living body, the growth mode of a child...

All of this is so similar to the 100-headed monster baby.

Ji Li's silent remembrance had just ended, and a large pool of blood suddenly appeared from all directions.

The blood began to spread rapidly as if it had consciousness, and the center point was where Ji Li was.

At this moment, a fist-sized bump had appeared on his calf, bulging his pants.

What this represents is self-evident.

There was no panic on Ji Li's face. He didn't care about the spreading pool of blood, the disappearing ghost boy, and the growing blood lumps, but just clapped his hands gently.

The ghost boy is terrible, but his intimate connection with the monster baby made him sure that this trip would not have a life crisis.

Moreover, the road to life has become too obvious.

The ghost child tries every means to create a secret room environment to kill people. It seems vicious, but it also exposes its fatal weaknesses.

Associate the special way of existence, as long as you reason your thinking in reverse, your life path will automatically emerge.

Ji Li watched it perform quietly, as if in his heart.

At this moment, in a clinic not close to this place, Su Qiner was accompanying Fan Ru to perform a knife treatment.

But in an instant, she suddenly shivered, and something seemed to have been pulled away from somewhere in her body.

When Su Qin'er turned her head to the night outside the window, she only saw a blurry white shadow, running quickly into the distance.
Chapter completed!