People stared wide-eyed, and Wang Zun couldn't help but feel a little unnatural, as if he had done something bad and was caught red-handed.

"Not a ghost!"

Wang Zun's eyebrows jumped, this old man was not a ghost, but a living person.

This is a bit interesting.

In the middle of the night, in a dangerous place, I unexpectedly met a living person.

Judging from the old man's appearance, he couldn't be the security guard here, right?

It's impossible, this place has been abandoned for a long time, it's impossible for anyone to be guarding here, and the messy security room doesn't look like someone has lived there for a long time.

What is this old man doing here?

You're not here to eliminate the ghosts here like you are, right?

"hello……"

Before Wang Zun finished speaking, the old man spoke first.

He slowly took out half a crumpled cigarette, yes, half a cigarette, as if he had picked it up somewhere.

While lighting it, he spoke seriously.

"My name is Yan Wei. I am a security guard. At the same time, I am also a very powerful exorcist. This place is very vicious and full of evil spirits. Young people, you should leave quickly!"

Yan Wei blew out a puff of smoke, his eyes were shining, and he was full of posture, as if he was a real worldly master.

But, why does Wang Zun feel that there is always something wrong with him?

The Exorcist?

Wang Zun looked Yan Wei up and down, did he look like an exorcist?

However, if Yan Wei dares to stay in a place like this in the middle of the night, he must have real abilities. As the saying goes, people should not be judged by their appearance.

"Uncle Yan, whip me!"

Wang Zun took out a pack of Huazi and handed one to Yan Wei.

Yan Wei's eyes lit up, he stretched out his hand to push away the cigarette Wang Zun handed him, and said seriously: "It doesn't matter whether the cigarette is good or not, the most important thing is that it suits you!"

As he spoke, he took the entire package from Wang Zun's hand, and then took the one handed to him and clipped it to his ear, then put it into his pocket very skillfully.

Wang Zun:(；゜0゜)

I was speechless, I said no, but my body was quite honest.

"For the sake of your pack of cigarettes, I will save your life tonight!"

"I used to be a security guard here and witnessed the blood and cruelty here. After that night, I went to Maoshan to study Taoism. Now I have achieved success in my studies. The purpose of my return is to kill all the monsters and monsters here!" Yan Wei is very serious.

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Wangdao:(′?_?`)

Aren’t those who study Dharma in Maoshan called Taoist priests?

Why call yourself an exorcist?

"Okay, let's talk about this tomorrow. I still have things to do at home and I'm still cooking. I'm going back to watch the fire. Tomorrow night, at this time and at this place, we'll see you there!"

Yan Wei stood up, and Wang Zun realized that he was not wearing pants at all.

Wang Zun: "..."

He didn't speak, just watched quietly, with the corners of his mouth twitching.

He has thought of something.

"Wucao, who took off my pants..."

Are you not dressed at all?

Yan Wei was shocked, took out a pair of pants from under the table, put them on, took the cigarette out of his ears and lit it.

"Young man, I'm leaving first, see you tomorrow!"

Yan Wei patted Wang Zun on the shoulder and left in a hop and skip, singing "Little rabbit, open the door obediently..."

Wang Zun must have noticed that this damn patient was a patient who escaped from Qingshan Lunatic Asylum, right?

What kind of exorcist, what kind of Maoshan Dharma study, what kind of security guard...

After losing a pack of cigarettes, Wang Zun sighed helplessly. He didn't know what to say to Yan Wei.

Pitiful?

Maybe?

Even though I live a miserable life, I can't bear to see the suffering in the world!

Shaking his head, Yan Wei had already left.

Looking at the main building, the five-story long building looked like a wild beast in the darkness. The darkness made Wang Zun feel nervous.

Without hesitation, he walked directly to the main door of the building.

This is a glass door that is opaque and has accumulated a lot of dust and unknown objects.

The door was open, and Wang Zun walked into the hall. It was very chaotic. There were some blue and white hospital gowns on the ground, as well as tables and chairs overturned on the ground...

In the quiet and eerie hall, the only sound was Wang Zun's own footsteps. It wasn't very loud, but it was the only sound.

When you come to a wall, there is a map on it, marking the ending and location of the main building.

The first floor is basically a utility room and a temporary holding room for patients who have just arrived.

The second floor is the office area, the third floor is the treatment area, the fourth floor is the patient detention area, the fifth floor is the key patient detention area, as well as the dean's office and the dean's special treatment room. There are actually five of these treatment rooms.

many.

This dean is quite special. Some patients basically cannot survive more than three days in his hands!

Wang Zun felt that he needed to go to the fifth floor. He didn't know where the BOSS was, so he could just go up.

The other party will naturally come out to find him.

Although this place is very messy, it can be seen that the walls and floors here have been repainted. After all, a terrible bloody death occurred here.

But the painting was not done carefully, and in some places you can still see blood prints, bloody handprints, bloody face, bloody body, knife marks, bite marks seeping out of the wall...

Wang Zun did not stay too long on the first floor and walked to the second floor. The higher up, the more blood appeared on the surrounding walls, and bloody footprints began to appear on the ground. The smell of blood hit his face, irritating

It touches Wang Zun’s mind.

When we arrived at the second floor, everything that the light illuminated was covered in blood, including bleeding walls, bleeding ground, ferocious bloody handprints, silent roaring faces, and bloody figures...

All kinds of strange things appeared on the blood-red walls and on the ground.

Wang Zun reached out and touched the wall. The blood flowing on it was real, not an illusion, nor an illusion.

"Should we start?"

Wang Zun's temples twitched and he took a deep breath. Even if he was a fool, he could see that this was unusual. The other party had started to take action!

The second floor was blood red, the walls were bleeding, the ground was bleeding, and there were many ghosts.

Wang Zun had no intention of searching on the second floor. The second floor was an office area. Half of it was a room, and the other half was a huge public office area. Desks were in rows and all over the floor. Some fell to the ground and some were piled up.

Together, some are stacked and some are fragmented.

The floor was covered with paper, floating in the flowing blood.

Wang Zun just wanted to leave, but little did he know that he heard a sparse sound, like the sound of a pen writing rapidly on paper, a "rustling" sound.

After thinking for a while, Wang Zun walked towards the direction where the sound came from.

That's a room!

The room was filled with blood. There was a table in the blood, and a man covered in blood was writing something on it.

He lowered his head and wrote quickly, not seriously.

"Come in!"

He didn't even look up, already knowing that Wang Zun was looking at him through the glass outside the door.

Wang Zun's eyebrows twitched, he opened the door and walked in.

This bloody room is extremely weird. The walls and ceiling are beating constantly, as if they are the inner walls of a heart, giving people a depressing feeling.

"Name!"

The man didn't even raise his head, he was still writing something vigorously on the paper.

"Wang Zun!" Wang Zun is not afraid, the other party is just an ordinary red-clothed fierce ghost.

"You suffer from hallucinations, paranoia, somnambulism, mania, suicidal tendencies, homicidal tendencies, and self-mutilation... You have been judged to have level 9 insanity. I will treat you personally. Is there no problem?"

The man wrote furiously, not knowing what he was writing. Anyway, he was extremely serious and spoke in one go. He covered Wang Zun's head with more than a dozen illnesses.

no problem?
To be continued...