The old dormitory building had only one large iron door, which was painted with red paint, and the peeling place of the patent leather was rusty.
"Squeak" With a tooth-sore scream, Zhang Cheng pushed open the door, and a cold smell mixed with musty smell came to his face, and when he looked up, it was pitch black inside.
He stood in the doorway and waited for a moment to see that there was nothing unusual, and then he walked inside.
Having entered the old dormitory building, Zhang Cheng immediately felt a thick yin qi, just like a sauna, and the pores of his body were instantly opened.
He took a deep breath and his face was full of enjoyment, but unfortunately although these yin qi were thick, they were like water vapor, and no matter how much they were, they would not quench their thirst.
To an ordinary ghost, this might be a holy place for cultivation, but it wouldn't be of much use to him.
But it was precisely because the yin qi was too strong that it felt like it was in all directions, Zhang Cheng felt it carefully and found that he couldn't determine the source at all.
However, he was not in a hurry, and summoned a corpse qi from the corpse pill, and the red light flashed in his eyes instantly, and he began to search in the old dormitory building.
In the middle of each floor of the old dormitory building is a long corridor, only at the end of which there is a small window, which looks eerie and narrow, and the wind blows through the hall, whining.
On both sides of the corridor were identical wooden doors, Zhang Cheng touched it and found that the door panel was very thick, and there was a twenty-centimeter-square hollow on the door panel, on which were nailed dense iron bars.
This is like a dormitory, and some people believe that it is a detention center, so it was built like this in the past Zhang Cheng was full of doubts, looked left and right, and casually picked a direction and walked forward.
There are still a lot of debris piled up in the corridor, and there is also a thick layer of dust on the ground, and the hidden doors on both sides are blown by the wind, making a "squeak" sound from time to time, and there seems to be something hidden in the darkness behind the door, and it is peeking out secretly.
However, Zhang Cheng is not afraid, not to mention anything else, he is now a powerful ghost, as long as the soul leaves the body, it is not certain who will scare who at that time.
However, the current dark environment and an inexplicable sense of loneliness still made him feel a little uncomfortable, as if he had traveled to another dimension, which made him feel a little depressed.
If ordinary people are in this environment, they must be "Amitabha" all the way in their hearts, praying that they will not encounter anything terrifying.
But Zhang Cheng was looking forward to meeting a few ghosts quickly, and if he caught it, he could still ask about the situation, and he didn't have to wander around.
But along the way, let alone ghosts, I haven't even seen a mouse, it seems that those lonely souls and wild ghosts have sensed the danger and deliberately avoided Zhang Cheng.
Zhang Cheng walked to the camera of the corridor and found a staircase, and when he went upstairs, he saw that it was exactly the same corridor.
He thought about it, went directly to the third floor, and kicked open a wooden door with his memory, and the room was empty, and it could be swept at a glance, except for the three steel-framed beds.
Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows, crossed his waist and shouted: "There are ghosts who haven't come out to pick up customers."
As soon as the voice fell, I only heard echoes echoing in the dormitory building, but after waiting for a long time, there was nothing.
This Nima poked his head out to welcome me just now, but now I'm hiding, I'm afraid that I won't eat you again Zhang Cheng was a little irritable, went up another level, and found that the concentration of yin qi began to fade, thought about it, and seemed to understand something.
Yin Qi is actually a kind of earth qi, it cannot be born out of thin air, generally speaking, it is from the bottom up, the closer to the ground, the higher the concentration of Yin Qi.
This old dormitory building was formerly a hospital, and there should be a basement or something, if you can find it, you may be able to find the nest.
Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng staggered downstairs again, the first floor looked no different from other floors, he pushed the doors open one by one, and some doors were locked, so he kicked them open.
But from beginning to end, there was nothing unusual in every room, and there was no staircase leading to the ground.
Zhang Cheng was a little disappointed in his heart, now that the source of yin qi is underground, and he is not a mouse, he can't make a hole and drill down Moreover, the old dormitory is in the conservatory, and if the movement is too big, it is difficult to ensure that it will not attract the attention of the school, and it will be even more troublesome at that time.
Zhang Cheng frowned, paced back and forth in the corridor on the first floor, walked to the position directly facing the door, and suddenly stopped.
The layout of each floor of the old dormitory building is similar, except that there is an additional hall on the first floor directly opposite the main door.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw that there was nothing in the hall, it was empty, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
But now walking on it, Zhang Cheng keenly sensed that something was wrong.
"Knock Knock" He stomped his foot, listened attentively, and immediately looked happy, and found that the floor of the hall was empty, but judging from the sound, the thickness of the concrete floor under his feet should be about fifteen to twenty centimeters.
A cement slab of this thickness cannot be broken even by an iron corpse, and demolition tools must be used.
But Zhang Cheng thought about it, since there is space underground, there must be a passage to go down, and the reason why he didn't find it just now should be that someone sealed it.
However, even if the back seal is done well, it will leave traces, as long as you pay attention to it, you should still be able to see it.
He summoned out another breath of corpse qi, and his eyes suddenly glowed red, and he exerted the ghost eye to the limit, and carefully observed it nearby.
Under deliberate observation, Zhang Cheng finally found a clue in a corner on the left side of the hall.
The walls on the first floor are warped and peeled off because of the dampness, and this one is even more serious, and the gray-white mortar bottom has been exposed.
Zhang Cheng walked to him, bent his finger and knocked, and found that the back of the wall was empty, and the wall was not thick, he was just ready to try it with a punch, and suddenly, a feeling of being peeped at came from the back of his head.
He looked back and found that there was nothing behind him, but Zhang Cheng trusted his instincts, there must have been something behind him just now.
"Hide your head and show your tail" Zhang Cheng snorted disdainfully, the yin qi here is too heavy, confusing his senses, he can only rely on his eyesight, and he only realized that something was behind him just now, which is really a bit embarrassing.
Although he also has enough self-confidence with his own cultivation, if there is always something behind him, he is still a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Zhang Cheng rolled his eyes, pretended to turn around inadvertently, as if he didn't find anything, and walked upstairs again, although he didn't look back all the way, but he put all his attention behind him.
Sure enough, this feeling of being watched quickly came back again, and Zhang Cheng walked to the corner of the stairs and secretly glanced at it.
He found a cloud of black gas behind him, and there was a distorted and transparent phantom inside, which did not look like a human form, and was slowly following him along the wall.
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What the hell Zhang Cheng was shocked, took three steps and two steps to the second floor, and leaned against the wall of the corridor on the second floor.
He took a toothpick out of his pocket, and with a slight shake it turned into an eyebrow-level stick, and waited intently, ready to slam the stick as soon as the thing appeared
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