When a supernatural occurrence happens in a scene, you must never stay there.
Although this is a rule everyone knows, many tis, truly finding a way out conflicts with this rule.
Just like Yu Wenxuan said, the more dangerous a place, the more shocking clues it often hides.
But those no-faced ghosts had just disappeared, and now Ou Zheng saw the paintings on the wall seemingly moving; describing this with a safety color, it’s probably at the red level.
Even Bai Yanliang, who doesn’t know what fear is, didn’t want to stay in this exhibit room under such circumstances.
The five of them imdiately ducked into the corridor ahead and continued forward.
However, just as they stepped into the corridor, the light behind them in the exhibit room suddenly dimd, and the lights went out.
No, it wasn’t just the lights going out; the few of them took out their phones again and shone them behind.
The exhibit room that was full of paintings was now a solid wall.
This eerie event happened right in front of them.
Without a sound, just with the extinction of the lights, their path was blocked.
A wave of extre oppressive urgency surged over Bai Yanliang, making him inexplicably look up toward the ceiling.
It’s not that there was sothing on the ceiling, nor was Bai Yanliang looking at the ceiling.
He just felt...the person who set this death trap might not be, as Xu Zhifei said, a fugitive on the brink of death due to a decaying key.
Bai Yanliang could completely feel the composure and even the aloof gaze of the other party.
This isn’t the mindset of a fugitive; the other party is more like a hunter, observing them sowhere with the playfulness of a cat catching a mouse.
"This...this is..."
The successive eerie events caused a change in mindset for Ou Zheng, Yang Xiaocan, and Ruan Jie, who had always lived in the normal world.
They were now exceptionally sensitive, not to ntion the hall behind them suddenly disappearing, even if Bai Yanliang suddenly scratched his arm, it would startle them.
Moreover, when Ou Zheng’s phone flashlight shone on the corridor wall, this horror-stricken scene...
Yang Xiaocan widened her eyes in horror, clinging to the wall, covering her mouth tightly, unable to believe what she was seeing.
It wasn’t just her...even Bai Yanliang’s pupils shrunk, his back chilled at the sight of this corridor scene.
After all...the sight of these densely packed arms growing out of the wall was truly horrifying.
The five of them stood frozen in place.
At this mont, Yang Xiaocan suddenly threw out a lipstick.
When it struck the wall, those lifeless arms suddenly started flailing madly!
Under the crowd’s horrified gazes, that lipstick was crushed to pieces.
Yang Xiaocan’s legs went weak, slowly collapsing to the ground with despair in her eyes.
Even now, she couldn’t understand why she encountered such things.
The scene before her should only exist in movies and nightmares...
The others weren’t much better off than her, with Ou Zheng’s lips pale, and though his legs were weak, he was still standing with effort.
Ruan Jie was even more overwrought, just escaping death with Bai Yanliang’s help earlier, and had internal conflicts due to Yang Xiaocan’s actions, making her daze.
The sudden sight of such a terrifying scene caused her mind to blank; if a ghost appeared now, Ruan Jie would surely not survive.
"Why is it like this..."
Bai Yanliang also felt a wave of surprise and doubt at the changes in front of him.
Generally, even if setting a trap for taking a life, one sets the rules in advance and then watches.
But this rouge gallery made Bai Yanliang feel sothing off.
It seed like...passing levels.
The first level, the corner, if they were a step late, Ou Zheng would’ve been dood.
After Bai Yanliang set Ou Zheng down, the path they ca from disappeared, turning into a wall.
The second level, the exhibit room.
The no-faced ghosts that suddenly appeared in the corridor surrounded them heavily; at first glance, it seed like a dead-end.
If Bai Yanliang hadn’t noticed the clues from the floor’s shape under his feet, things might be worse now.
Because he noticed Xu Zhifei’s face had turned cold and heavy, evidently ready to use a trump card.
And after leaving the exhibit room, the path behind disappeared again.
This inevitably led Bai Yanliang to so associations.
Maybe...what he needs to do this ti isn’t finding a hidden way out, but passing through all the checkpoints pre-set by that person.
As long as they clear all levels, they can leave this horror world.
But...right now, they’re truly in a dilemma.
Staying put surely isn’t a way, and there’s only a wall behind.
The emotionally unstable Ou Zheng started pounding the wall, and he took out a folding knife from his keychain, crazily chiseling away; it’s extrely dangerous for soone in such an emotional state to wield a knife.
If he completely falls into despair and loses his mind, no one can estimate what he might do to those present.
Although Bai Yanliang considers Ou Zheng’s combat power to be about the sa as a goose, he is still holding a knife.
A goose with a knife...is an unstable factor, after all.
"Bai Yanren, do you have a thod?" Yang Xiaocan looked at Bai Yanliang with hopeful eyes.
Bai Yanliang didn’t respond imdiately; instead, he looked at her, reached out a hand, and said, "Do you have anything else to throw?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaocan hurriedly took out small items from her body, a moisture spray, a makeup mirror, a comb...she always looked well-mannered for a reason indeed.
Bai Yanliang took her pile of odds and ends and started throwing them in the corridor.
First, the comb...
The terrifying arms on the left wall reacted within three seconds, tearing the comb into wood chips.
Bai Yanliang glanced and then threw that moisture spray.
This ti, dense, terrifying arms stretched from the right wall and crushed the moisture spray.
No solution...
No matter how you look at it, no matter how fast, high, or low you throw it, you can’t escape these arms.
Watching Bai Yanliang repeatedly experint, the group gradually fell into a hopeless mood.
There’s no way...really no way.
How on earth can we get through this corridor? The walls on both sides are covered with countless arms, anything entering is shredded, and even crawling with your back to the ceiling will drag you down.
What else can we do?
There’s truly no way...
Bai Yanliang’s steady gaze remained unchanged as he continued to silently throw small items from Yang Xiaocan.
"I can’t take it anymore!!!"
At this mont, Ou Zheng suddenly shouted hysterically; if he rembered correctly, this was the third emotional breakdown Bai Yanliang had heard from him.
This person’s ntal resilience is weak...
As he pondered this, he saw Ou Zheng suddenly charge forward with an arrow’s speed, raising the folding knife in his hand to stab it toward the nearest arm in the corridor.
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