There was no need to escape at this time. Yang Jian's face remained as usual and he glanced coldly into the room, wanting to confirm the situation inside.

The layout and facilities in Room 82 are exactly the same as the previous Room 71. They are obviously decorated in the same style. The old Republic of China style always has a somewhat strange atmosphere in this environment.

The living room of the room is empty and there is no piano. This is the only difference from Room 71.

But Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he saw bloody palm prints on the walls and ceiling of this room, as if something was deliberately printed on them. Some of the palm prints were so bright that they were almost dripping with blood.

Come.

The color of this blood is very similar to the ghost blood that died on Yan Li on the outskirts of Dachang City.

Apart from these mysterious bloody handprints, Yang Jian never saw anything else.

After passing by for a short time, everything seemed calm, and nothing terrible appeared in Room 82.

At this time, the tall male corpse walking at an intersection in front stopped.

The shroud covering its body has completely wrapped its whole body, forming a certain restriction. All the weird behaviors of the rotting corpse stopped at this moment, and it no longer continues to wander like a statue before.

Standing there, frozen and motionless.

Apart from this, the only thing on the body that was not wrapped in the shroud was the hatchet in its hand.

It seems that the curse brought by that thing may be dangerous, and even the shroud dare not touch it.

"finished."

Yang Jian immediately approached at this time, trying to cover it with ghost domain and take away the body together.

However, the ghost realm could not cover it, leaving a gap when passing by the corpse wrapped in a shroud.

"Can't be affected by the ghost realm? This should be the ability of the shroud. Once it completes the restriction, it can isolate all supernatural beings and ensure that the ghosts inside will not be penetrated." Yang Jian was a little surprised, but then he felt it was reasonable.

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The cloth that can even wrap ghosts, if it can be affected by the ghost realm, then the ghosts inside will definitely be able to escape.

"It doesn't matter, it's the same as carrying it out." Yang Jian was not in a hurry to get the hatchet because it was not a suitable place. He planned to take away the whole body with him.

This time he touched the body wrapped in the shroud directly.

The danger is over.

Yang Jian was not attacked, and the tall man's corpse was as quiet as a dead corpse, having lost its strange ability to move.

The action is correct.

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, no longer hesitated, reached out to pick up the body, turned around and left.

But just when he turned around.

I don’t know when, but blood-red palm prints appeared on the wall of the opened door of Room 82.

The palm prints in the room seemed to have spread out just now, and the most terrifying thing was that these palm prints began to move towards Yang Jian.

On the walls on both sides, you can clearly see blood-red palm prints appearing one after another, like ghosts crawling on the walls, leaving such weird traces.

"Um?"
Chapter completed!