Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Song Ci ran into a ghost eating a corpse in the corridor on the second floor, and he immediately hid when he saw Song Ci.

It was a corner of the wall, and the ghost hid behind the wall, trying to swallow Song Ci by surprise, but just opened its mouth when it was cut by a knife, and the mouth reached the ear.

Let the face that was already horrible to look at become even more horrible to look at.

"Do you know Shadow's younger brother?"

The ghost saw that Song Ci was not afraid of him, and that the weapon in her hand could hurt him, so he nodded quickly, and because of too much force, he threw his bloody hair out.

"He's in room 2112."

Song Ci nodded very politely, and showed a very friendly smile to the ghost, "Thank you."

It was the first time I saw such a polite human being, and I shouted in a hoarse voice, "No..." You are polite.

Before the ghost finished speaking, his head fell to the ground and rolled around a few times.

Song Ci patted his chest, showing a frightened expression, "It's really scary, Xin is so safe."

Fu Wenzhuo: ...

Looks like he doesn't need help.

Fu Wenzhuo took a deep look at her, Yun'an is fine, he can go directly to the core of this dungeon.

Song Ci looked at the room facing the end of the corridor, looked at the house number 2112, knocked on the door, and asked very politely: "Is anyone there? If no one is here, I..." knocked on the door.

Before he finished speaking, the door suddenly opened with a 'click'.

Song Ci stood at the door of the room and looked at the scene inside. It was an ordinary ward with three rusty iron beds and a bunch of withered roses placed on the cabinet.

It was very quiet inside, except for the blue curtains that were blown by the open windows, everything was unbelievably quiet.

Song Ci's eyes flickered, she walked in, looked around timidly and nervously, "Is there anyone here?"

Seeing Song Ci like this, the ghost suddenly became playful and pretended to be a hanged ghost. A white silk fell down and landed on Song Ci's shoulder.

The girl raised her head in a panic, and saw a ghostly head appearing on the lamp.

"what--"

"It's scary~"

Song Ci covered his head and leaned his back against the wall. Seeing that the girl was pretty, the ghost crawled out of the incandescent lamp in an instant.

The orange light flickered, "Pa——"

Song Ci saw the ghost fall to the ground through the cracks of his fingers, and his face, which was already completely unrecognizable, was bloody.

Song Ci's body was trembling, his eyes were dazzlingly bright, his voice trembled a little as he watched the ghost crawling over from the ground so fast, it wasn't fear, but excitement.

"It's scary, don't come here!~"

The ghost became even more excited, and stood up directly and cornered her.

Song Ci leaned against the corner of the wall, "Don't hurt me, I know your brother..."

"My brother, oh, Dad has already given me the heirloom, why can I still hear his name?!"

Song Ci suddenly asked, "Why do you want a family heirloom?"

"My girlfriend wanted it, but that bitch actually had an affair with a killer!"

The ghost was furious, but when it saw Song Ci's pretty face, it let out an unpleasant and piercing whisper.

Quickly reaching out to touch Song Ci's slender waist, a dark purple light flashed, and the head instantly fell to the ground.

Song Ci twitched the corners of his lips in boredom, "Since the heirloom is not with you, it's boring..."

Going out and looking out into the dimly lit hallway, the clock strikes midnight.

"Prick, prick..."

"Da da……"

There was the sound of a rusty cart, the wheels rolling by, and the regular sound of high-heeled shoes falling to the ground.

A little nurse in a nurse's uniform came from the end of the corridor pushing a small cart.

"Why did you come out, patient!"

Song Ci looked at this disheveled hair wearing a nurse's cap, his eyeballs slid down his pale and lifeless face like springs in disrepair, and his bloody mouth stretched to the base of his ears.

Open the mouth to speak, and the tongue will fall out and fall into the box of the trolley.

The nurse turned her head and connected the bones of the body with a crackling sound, "Alright, the patient should come and take the medicine."

Song Ci looked at the white things in the box, as well as red lumps, yellow and white with red bloodshot ping-pong balls.

The girl smiled helplessly, "Why do you need to take medicine?"

"Because if you don't take the medicine you will die—"

The nurse, who looked inflexible at all, actually blocked Song Ci's attack the moment Song Ci rushed over.

Song Ci licked the corner of his lips, intense excitement appeared in his eyes, "Sister Nurse, you are really interesting~"

"Patient, it's time for you to take medicine, and you will get better if you take medicine."

The nurse reached out to grab her neatly.

There was a tooth-sick bone sound in the corridor for an instant.

Song Ci kicked the small trolley over, and the contents, including colored capsules, scattered all over the floor.

The nurse instantly became angry, and her voice was sharp and piercing, "Patient, your behavior is very rude!"

"So you're going to die!"

"Really?" Song Ci patted herself in fear, but her eyes were shining brightly, and she kicked her.

The nurse was directly kicked by Song Ci and slammed against the wall.

Quickly got up and rushed towards her.

Song Ci teased her for a while, feeling bored, he stretched out his hand and held the longbow in his hand, and shot it in the forehead with an arrow, nailing it to the wall behind him.

"Miss Nurse, although you are very interesting, I have other things to do so I can't play with you~"

Song Ci smiled and waved to the ghost who was nailed to the wall and died.

How abrupt and weird this looks in such a gloomy environment.