Zhang Yi picked up the golden stick in his hand, swung a semicircle and hit the woman on the head.

"Bang!!"

Golden light splashed everywhere, the woman's body trembled slightly and her soul roared.

It can only be said that Zhang Yi's stick hit her body without pain or itching, but the feeling of being calculated like this made the woman think back to her own experiences in life again.

Different pictures, the same feeling, the woman's heart was bleeding painfully, and strong resentment began to spread from her body, quickly corroding everything around her.

"Ah! It hurts!!"

Sun Di was the first to bear the brunt. The wool carpet was corroded by resentment, and bright red blood beads oozed out.

"Let's go! Let's go quickly, I can't hold on anymore, I can't hold on anymore!"

Hearing Sun Di's cry, Zhang Yi's heart sank, and he didn't bother to touch up the wound, so he pulled up

Yang Yang, who was still at a loss, ran out the door.

The two of them rushed out of the room one after the other. Zhang Yi looked back at Sun Di.

In just a short moment, Sun Di's body had been corroded with large and small holes. Not only that, even the coffin nails inserted in the shadow were slowly moving upwards under the influence of resentment.

Upon seeing this, Sun Di immediately used his body to firmly push down the coffin nails.

"Sundy!"

"I can't leave anymore, you go, go quickly!"

"Sun Di, if you can't hold it any longer, just drink this."

Zhang Yi took out the previous [Water of Purity] from the account book and gently threw it on the ground, then threw the water of Purity under the blanket.

Sun Di didn't know what this thing was, but he still said to Zhang Yi: "Thank you, take care of yourself."

Zhang Yi nodded and closed the door.

Then he pulled Yang Yang and ran to the third floor.

Time is running out, and Zhang Yi is not sure how long Sun Di can last. The most important thing now is to find the shrine.

"Da da da..."

The footsteps of the two people echoed in the stairwell. After climbing to the third floor, they were greeted by a large word "Death" written in vermilion paint on the wall.

It was pitch dark in the corridor, and even with my own ghostly eyes, I couldn't see beyond a few meters.

There seemed to be something in the air that was swallowing up the surrounding light.

"lamp!"

"oh oh!"

Yang Yang took out the lamp.

Zhang Yi opened the lampshade, and the lamp oil inside was oily yellow and appeared solid.

After lighting the wick, an indescribable smell came up. The smell was so greasy that Zhang Yi felt like vomiting.

The lampshade was covered.

The firelight shines through the lampshade, illuminating the surroundings.

Only then did the two of them notice that there were very thin black threads floating in the air.

The reason why my sight is blocked is because of these threads.

He tried to lift the lantern in his hand.

These black lines seemed to come alive under the light, slowly making way for them.

"Walk!"

Zhang Yi held up a lantern and walked in front.

The apartments on the upper and lower floors of the hotel are basically the same, and the shrine is likely to be locked in the innermost room.

"It stinks."

There was an unknown smell floating in the air, so stinky it made people want to feel sick.

"etc."

At this time, Yang Yang suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

"Shh!"

Yang Yang pricked up his ears: "Listen, my sister is calling me..."

Zhang Yi glanced at him suspiciously, but he didn't hear any sound.

"Xia Tao, Xia Tao!!"

Yang Yang suddenly ran forward.

"Slow down!" Seeing this, Zhang Yi could only raise the lantern in his hand and follow closely.

The two of them arrived at the end of the corridor. In front of them was a door stained with bloody handprints, and above the door, hung three heads, staring at them with wide eyes.

Even if there is an extra update today, I still have to finish writing this copy, so don’t worry about it!!
Chapter completed!