Strange Spiritualist: My doll can really manifest

Snap, snap

, snap!

Yang Ning gently lifted his foot, and each foot could bring a small water stain.

He had already guessed that the water stains on the floor were expired, deteriorated formalin solutions, the main function of which was to soak the corpses so that they would not decay.

With so much of this thing left on the ground, it is conceivable that there will be no fewer corpses in this layer of activity!

Coming down the stairs, the more inward he walked, the darker his vision became, and Yang Ning didn't stop until he was completely out of sight.

He flipped out a little boy doll with red eyes from the cloth bag he was carrying, closed his eyes, and said softly: "Pupil, borrow the spirit." The

doll's red eyes seemed to light up in the dark, and then a pale little boy with gouged eyes appeared beside Yang Ning.

Yang Ning held the little boy's hand, the little boy's whole person gradually became blurred, and finally disappeared completely, and when Yang Ning opened his eyes again, there was a hint of red light in his eyes.

The underground space, which was originally extremely dark in Yang Ning's eyes, became clear little by little.

A long dark corridor, on both sides are doors that are either open or closed, and directly in front of the corridor facing Yang Ning is a tightly closed double door, and a few mottled red characters are faintly visible on the door: Morgue.

"Well, that means behind that door is the morgue? So what do the rooms out there do? The

curious Yang Ning casually pushed a door beside him, but failed to push it open.

He looked around and saw a fire closet not far away with a rusty fire axe inside.

Holding the axe, Yang Ning said to himself: "Well, this sense of security has indeed increased a lot.

He returned the same way, walked to the door of the first room on the negative third floor, looked at the hidden door, smiled slightly, and asked the inside of the door: "Is there anyone in this room?" Dead people are counted too! "

There was no movement in the room.

Yang Ning walked to the door of the next room and continued to ask, "Is there anyone in this room?" Dead people are counted too! "

The door of this room is closed, just the next second after Yang Ning finished asking, bang!

Suddenly, there was a dull noise from the room!

The smile on Yang Ning's face widened, and he said in a rather regretful tone: "It seems that there is someone inside?" Why not speak? That's not polite!

After that, Yang Ning took a step back, raised the fire axe in his hand with both hands, and slashed fiercely towards the closed door lock!

Crackling!

With an axe, wood chips fly!

Dang!

The cut door lock fell to the ground with a sound!

Bang!

Yang Ning kicked the door open, and saw that behind the door was an empty room with several iron shelves, and on each iron shelf were placed the upper, middle and lower three floors of mortial cabinets!

The mortuary cabinet is the freezer where the corpse is kept!

At this time, all the mortuary cabinet covers in this room were opened, and there was a pungent smell!

At a glance, there is really no one in the small room!

However, Yang Ning stood in the middle of the room and walked around, he squatted on the ground, slowly leaned over, and looked at the bottom of the lowest mortuary on an iron shelf—

a pale corpse with a half-body almost decomposed, facing a ruddy-faced boy, constantly inhaling from his mouth.

With each breath of the corpse, the decay on its body quickly recovered visibly, while the boy's breath continued to disappear, and his face became more and more pale.

Suddenly, the corpse that was inhaling jerked, and it slowly turned its head and saw Yang Ning's Sven face that was staring at him and smiling.

Suddenly, on that half-rotten dead face, an extremely frightened look appeared in a pair of dull pale eyes!

Yang Ning pressed down with one hand to signal it to be calm, but the corpse didn't mean to be calm at all, and it was shrunk in a foul-smelling puddle on the floor and dancing its limbs wildly!

Looking at this scene, Yang Ning nodded slightly.

In the next second, the smile on Yang Ning's face intensified, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the corpse inside!

The corpse shrunk in the corner slammed into the corner as if it had been electrocuted, desperately drilling into the corner of the iron frame!

Yang Ning caught an empty space for the first time, he did it on purpose!

Raise your hand right away and grab a second time!

And then the third, fourth!

Every time he grabbed it, the corpse hidden inside was like a frightened quail screaming, and constantly trying to arch into the corner!

But the space under that iron shelf is so big, it can't arch anywhere!

Yang Ning himself looked more and more happy, enjoying the fun of this kind of person playing ghosts!

Finally, Yang Ning quietly pulled out the mortuary cabinet on the shelf, and he slowly lay on the baffle on the shelf, found the direction where the zombies under the baffle were, crawled over gently, and brought his head closer little by little....

The corpse hiding below suddenly noticed that the surroundings were quiet.

It was so quiet that there was no sound at all.

It slowly moved its rotting limbs and looked outside.

No changes were observed.

The body was much more relieved, and for safety, it retracted back into the corner under the baffle and waited patiently.

At this time, the corpse heard a slight friction sound from the top of its head, and it looked up when it heard the sound -

through the gap in the baffle, the corpse saw the pair of eyes that made him tremble incomparably just now!

And that Sven face that always has a little smile!

And separated from himself only by a wooden baffle less than a centimeter thick!

Bang!

Suddenly, Yang Ning slammed the baffle at the corpse separated by a board, and let out a loud shout!

"Hmm, mmmm!"

The corpse hidden under the baffle trembled rapidly, constantly let out a low roar, and the voice became more and more urgent!

Yang Ning pulled open the wooden baffle, grimaced at the corpse, and then reached out and grabbed it!

At the moment when Yang Ning's hand grabbed the corpse, all the movements of the corpse suddenly stopped, and the entire corpse collapsed to the floor, motionless.

Yang Ning was stunned for a moment, and he was completely uninterested on the spot.

The corpse was scared to death by him.

Pulling the boy below up, Yang Ning took out a candle and lit it, his fingertips flicked through the flames, skimming the black smoke rising from the corpse in the air, and finally pointed at the boy's eyebrows!

The boy's face visibly turned rosy.

Yang Ning, on the other hand, packed up his things, picked up his fire axe and walked to the next room.

"Is there anyone in this room? Dead people are counted too! It

was an empty room with an open door, and Yang Ning went in and walked around and came out and walked to the next room.

"Is there anyone in this room? Dead people are counted too! The

door of this room was locked from the inside, and in view of the fact that there were some impolite things in front of it, so that the corpse was scared to death, so this time Yang Ning knocked politely on the door.

No one inside the door responded.

Yang Ning smiled slightly: "Huh? That's not polite!

He clenched the fire axe with both hands, took a step back, and slashed hard at the door lock in front of him!

Crackling!

An axe goes down, the lock breaks, and the door opens.

Behind the door, a bloodless emaciated girl lay quietly in a mortuary, next to it, a corpse with blurred facial features pursed her lips with a cyan tongue, looking like she had just eaten.

Yang Ning carried the fire axe and smiled: "It's okay, eat it, I can also let you return it!" The

corpse trembled and retreated half a step, and then jumped towards Yang Ning!

Bang!

Poof!

Dang!

An axe flew back the corpse head-on, Yang Ning stepped forward, swung the axe and was about to chop off the head of the corpse, at this time, the corpse took advantage of the gap between Yang Ning leaving the position at the door, and suddenly rushed out!

Yang Ning looked at this scene motionlessly, he watched the corpse rush out of the door, and said quietly: "Stop it." "

In the dark night, in the basement of the negative three floors where you can't see your fingers, a red dress like blood quietly appeared!

The pale claws dripping with blood firmly grasped the corpse that wanted to escape, easily lifting it, and letting the corpse struggle without moving, it was like grabbing a small chicken cub!

Red clothes ghost Zhang Wen!

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