this is not a joke

Chapter 187 It's Dead!
After a while, these scattered black spots slowly dissipated, and those that fell into the pattern were basically absorbed by the hammer.

The wound on Wei An's body was also covered by some black dots, which seemed to have the effect of relieving the pain, and no blood flowed out.

"What kind of ghost-killing skill is this? It's too powerful!"

Looking at the red circular pattern in the mirror, Wei An muttered to himself.

At this moment, a text appeared in front of my eyes.

[Cinnabar pen (special), exchange for energy points: 500, do you want to exchange? 】

"exchange!"

With little hesitation, Wei An immediately made a decision in his heart.

This pen is so useful, you can use it to directly draw the ghost exorcising picture just now, and the effect displayed is very terrifying, almost killing the woman in the black skirt instantly.

Of course, the premise should be that the woman is also trapped in the mirror and cannot escape temporarily.

Soon Wei An found that the red cinnabar pen above the pattern had disappeared, looked away from the mirror, looked down, and saw that the cinnabar pen had appeared beside the hammer.

Picking up the pen, words appeared in front of my eyes.

[Cinnabar pen: You can use cinnabar to draw corresponding spells with blood to exert their effects.The cinnabar and blood on the current pen can still be used to draw symbols twice, and you need to replenish it later. 】

"I wonder if this can be used in Pei Na's wordless book?" Wei An guessed in his heart.

To study it later, he first put the cinnabar pen back into the inventory, and then picked up the hammer.

The main reason is that the only spells he can remember now are the ones just now, which should be considered the simplest, and he doesn't know any other spells.

Moreover, this thing is so powerful that it can be produced with a few simple strokes. Wei An always feels uneasy in his heart, and he can't say the specific reason.

At this time, the elevator door on the 12th floor has been opened, and outside is an ordinary-looking elevator room and a floor aisle not far away.

Some of the floors here were rented by former small businesses for office use, and some were used as residential apartments.

Wei An doesn't plan to go out, it's already the 12th floor, and there's another 17th floor, this second rumor mission is completed, he doesn't want to make any more troubles.

Seeing that there seemed to be nothing unusual outside, Wei An pressed the close button, and at the same time, he was fully prepared to see if it would be the same as before, and weird things would suddenly appear when the door was closed.

But what he didn't expect was that there was no response when he pressed the close button this time.

He increased the force again and pressed twice more.

It was found that the close button did not light up at all after being pressed.

"It seems that based on some rules, this floor cannot be left temporarily." Wei An guessed.

He walked to the door, did not step out, but looked at other places outside the elevator, and then he was taken aback suddenly, and saw a person lying on the ground not far to the right of the elevator door.

This person is dead, and his attire is very familiar to Wei An. It is the middle-aged man who entered the Jiuyuan Building one step ahead.

Precisely because it was judged that the other party was dead at a glance, it was because this person's body had been folded outwards, obviously broken from the waist, and then folded together by a mysterious force.

Not only that, the middle-aged man's hands and feet were also broken, and there was a puddle of blood under his body, but not much flowed out, which means that the trauma that caused the wound may not be many, and the main thing is the internal damage of the body serious.

Wei An tried pressing the close button a few more times, but there was still no response.

The middle-aged man died on this floor, and his result may be exactly the same as what he encountered at the beginning, that is, the elevator stopped here and could not close the door to leave, so this guy walked out, encountered something, and then died miserably.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the woman in the black skirt in the elevator just chased him out and killed him.

Wei An stood cautiously at the door of the elevator and looked around. There was no sound at all on the 12th floor, and no black fog was seen, only the man's body curled up on the ground, looking strange.

"You may need to complete something before you can leave this floor." Wei An muttered to himself.

He stepped out of the elevator door slowly, thought for a while, then took off his shoes and put them in the middle of the door to prevent the elevator door from closing automatically.

Although the chances of the elevator doors closing automatically were extremely low, he had to be on guard.

In fact, it is better to use a bloody hammer to block the effect, but Wei An still needs this important weapon to save his life, so he must not throw it here, but he has nothing else on him now, or just take off his panties and hang them. on the elevator door.

But having said that, maybe this method's effect of suppressing evil is not bad.

Now that he is wearing a pair of socks on his feet, Wei An keeps comforting himself in his heart. Fortunately, this is a one-person strange talk. Even if he looks ugly, he will only be seen by the weird. It is good that no one else sees it, especially in the real world. People you know.

Cautiously walking to the middle-aged man's body, Wei An devoted part of his attention to observe the movement around him, and then inspected the man's body.

He quickly found an ink cartridge on the man's body and shook it lightly. There was about half of the cartridge left in it, which should be a mixture of cinnabar and blood.

I tried to put the ink cartridge into the inventory, and found that the inventory did not prevent it. I obviously thought it was a special item paired with the cinnabar pen.

After groping around the corpse again, there were no other useful items, Wei An touched the face of the middle-aged man, and then with a little force, he dug his nails into the skin of the face.

The tentacles felt as if they were inserted into a layer of dough, and no blood flowed out. Then, with a little force, this piece of skin immediately fell off.

Wei An stretched out his finger in front of his eyes and found that it was indeed a translucent object, but he hadn't researched this aspect, so he didn't know what it was made of. There is no difference, only when you pull hard, you will find the difference.

Immediately, he picked the man's face all over again, and removed all the disguises on the surface, and soon revealed a young and handsome man's face, but his face was slightly distorted due to the pain before he died.

Wei An had seen this face before, and it was the investigator named Haruki Nakata, who conspired with Luo Xiaoya to kill Zhou Xin.

"Bad guy, I didn't expect us to meet in this way for the first time!" Wei An muttered to himself.

He originally wanted to catch this guy himself, but he didn't need it now, Haruki Nakata had already directly confessed here.

It was preliminarily estimated that this guy might want to use this strange story to do something, but he didn't fully estimate the horror of this strange story, so he threw his life here.

The weird spell pattern on the second floor was drawn by Haruki Nakata, so there may be some kind of terrifying existence on the second floor. Because of the pattern guarding it, I passed the second floor without any danger just now.

Wei An still remembered that there was a cinnabar pen on the second floor, but he couldn't go back now, otherwise he could see if he could walk along together.

Now it seems that this thing should belong to Haruki Nakata's special props. Now that he is dead, it is normal for props to change owners.

But since this guy died here in such a tragic way, he can't stay on the 12th floor for long, because there must be something powerful and terrifying nearby.

Wei An's body is full of wounds now, although after killing the woman in the black dress just now, those scattered black spots covered the wounds, which made the wounds relieved to a certain extent and did not bleed anymore, but these wounds can only be recovered after leaving Guai Tan. get well.

He has to hold on until that moment.

Thinking of not being able to leave the 12th floor for the time being, and the 17th floor that he didn't go to, and even the third rumor that he didn't start at all, Wei An felt a lot of pressure.

But fortunately, things that bring negative emotions like stress don't last long, and he recovered quickly.

Looking up to the front where Haruki Nakata was lying, he saw a rope lying quietly in the dark aisle.

Suddenly, the rope moved and was slowly pulled by a force into a darker place in the corridor.

(End of this chapter)