One Hundred and Ninety-Two, Wang Ya vs Zombie King, Horror List

On the second floor of the underground mortuary, there are many corpses stored in various morgues, and the smell of formalin is extremely strong.

Wang Ya didn't enter it, and the spiritual power of the official wizard level has been able to materialize.

It can be done similar to what Nianli can do.

The door of the morgue was directly pushed open, and spiritual power poured into it, instantly covering the entire morgue, covering every corner.

All the information finally came back to Wang Ya's mind, and the soul chip started to process it.

Wang Ya was a little surprised by the results. There were indeed a large number of corpses inside, and the time of death and the degree of freshness were all different.

Some have been dead for decades, while others seem to have died not long ago.

But there is no doubt that judging from the injuries on these corpses, they all died in vain... must be full of all kinds of resentment, resentment, and then coerced by the ubiquitous malice in this world.

Naturally, various malicious soul bodies will be generated, similar to ghosts in myths and legends.

In the skull floating behind Wang Ya, there is a host of a malicious soul body.

The same goes for the eight corpses in the wall.

And it is precisely this that is so weird that the corpses in these morgues are all without malicious souls.

Even some of my own resentment, resentment, and even the yin energy naturally produced by the corpse are constantly passing away, pouring into the deeper layers of the underground corpse vault...

Combined with the eight corpses with malicious souls in the wall, Wang Ya roughly understood something.

Touching his chin, the corner of his mouth also raised an arc.

This feeling of constantly exploring and revealing the secrets is really wonderful.

.........

"Jiujiang Funeral Home!"

With a trembling voice, Li Ming read out the name of the tag of the building in front of him.

He felt like he was going the wrong way,

The road has come to an end here.

It's no wonder that a park and a road will be built here. The feeling is that there is a funeral home here.

Looking back, the ink-like darkness swept over, and then looked at the lights in the funeral parlor.

Liming felt that if he lived in the mountains, in this funeral parlor, it would be pretty good.

After ringing the doorbell, a figure soon appeared behind the iron gate.

It was an old man in a Chinese tunic suit, his hair was combed meticulously, and his expression was solemn, without the slightest expression revealing.

The skin also seemed to have been powdered, a bit too fair, and with the wrinkled skin on it, it was inconsistent no matter how you looked at it.

The audience in the Dawn Horror Live Broadcasting Room commented one after another on this old man, who was only three percent like a human, and seven percent like a dead person lying in the morgue.

Keep Dawn out of this funeral home that looks like a scene from a horror movie.

Li Ming was already frightened by this dark environment.

Although he can't detect the existence of malice, but he has that dark premonition that can let him know what to do in order to survive.

Liming is more inclined to enter this funeral home than to go outside.

At least, the feeling it gave him was not as scary as the outside.

The old man in the Chinese tunic moved his upper and lower lips: "Young man, are you staying overnight?"

The voice was very stiff, as if it was activating a machine-like vocal organ to speak out.

The sense of urgency in Li Ming's heart became more and more serious, as if there was an irresistible threat that was about to entangle him.

"Yes, I want to stay overnight, old man, it's dark and windy this month, can you let me go in for a night and leave tomorrow morning..."

"Yes, young man, come in."

As the iron gate opened and entered the funeral parlor, Li Ming gradually began to feel less panic in his heart.

As for the dull expression of the old man in the Chinese tunic suit, his eyes fluctuated, and he took a deep look at the blackness like ink beyond the iron gate.

When they were about to pour into the funeral parlor and swallow up the remaining faint light, they seemed to be blocked by something and could only stagnate outside the iron gate.

A strange situation happened. Outside the iron gate, it seemed impossible to see clearly within a range of one meter.

.........

"You can spend the night in a funeral home, and there are spare rooms for you to live in, but there are two requirements that you must abide by, otherwise, you can't blame me for what happened..."

On the way, the old man in the tunic suit talked about the two rules of the funeral home.

Liming, on the other hand, observed the environment inside the funeral home nervously.

It is no different from ordinary funeral parlors, except that the lights are a little too dim. Although the lights in every place are turned on, they just can't illuminate all the areas, as if it was intentional.

"The first requirement is that once it's past twelve o'clock in the evening, you must never come out of the rest room. No matter how big something happens, you can't come out."

"The second requirement is that you must never go to places where there is no light shining, and you will be responsible for the consequences."

Li Ming nodded in agreement like a chicken pecking rice.

"I see, old man, I will obey what you say."

The old man in the tunic suit didn't tell Li Ming his name, but just looked at him strangely.

The dark eyeballs made the scalp tingle, the wrinkled skin shook up and down, and then the old man in the tunic suit smiled.

Instead, Li Ming was taken aback: "Old man, what are you laughing at?"

The expression of the old man in the Chinese tunic suit returned to the stiff stage, and he just said dully: "Because this place has not been visited by young people for a long time, I am just a little happy, I hope your arrival can bring some rare freshness to the funeral home .”

As he said that, another dull and stiff smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which really made people unable to get used to it.

Dawn could only smile awkwardly.

Soon, he walked into the room he was going to stay in tonight.

This is a specially set up residential area, with several floors, and each floor has living rooms.

There are three rooms on each floor and a built-in toilet, which is very convenient.

In the corridor, the first floor has obvious lighting.

The lights on the second floor were slightly dim, and the third floor was even more dim.

Going up, you can hardly even see the existence of lights.

Only that piece of darkness is very similar to the ink-like darkness outside.

After a glance, Li Ming seemed to feel that he was in the dark, and someone was looking at him, and he felt panicked.

When he saw that the old man in the Chinese tunic suit wanted to bring him to a higher level, Li Ming took the initiative to say:

"Old man, I will live on the first floor, can I..."

The old man in the tunic suit stopped his steps, turned around slowly, and his eyes gradually became a little indifferent.

"Can."

Opening the door of the middle room on the first floor, a slight smell of decoration came out, as if no one had lived there.

Turn on the light, it is relatively bright, and it can also illuminate the entire room.

Li Ming checked the light in the toilet, and it was able to shine clearly, and there was no one-way mirror, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

When the old man in the Chinese tunic was about to leave, Li Ming asked proactively:

"Old man, in such a big funeral home, are you the only one living here?"

The old man in the tunic suit replied: "There are still some old guys here, but they are more shy of strangers, and generally they don't come out to meet people."

Lying on the bed, Li Ming no longer looked panicked like before.

After closing the doors and windows, he began to think about some clues he got.

His expression also became serious, and his brows were furrowed.

"Judging from the current situation, there are big problems in this world. My premonition is generally correct, and some feelings on the road can be expressed directly."

"From this point of view, darkness is the greatest danger. The ink-like darkness comes quickly, and it seems to be very different from ordinary darkness."

You know, there are some stars in the sky, and there are dim lights that can illuminate the way forward, but they can't illuminate the darkness behind you.

how to say!

It was as if the darkness had come alive and followed him all the time.

The second is the current funeral home built on the top of the mountain.

It seems ordinary, but it is not unusual.

There is also the old man in the Chinese tunic suit, who also reveals strangeness everywhere.

But what is certain is that the old man is a living person, there is no doubt about it.

And Dawn itself has no malice.

Otherwise, even if Li Ming's brain is hot again and his heart is panicking, it is impossible for him to enter this funeral home.

"As soon as I entered the funeral home, I didn't have such a strong premonition, which shows that the funeral home itself has certain special features."

Dawn quietly closed her eyes.

They come, the security.

The horror players who have reached this stage all have their own advantages and can master special methods.

.........

It was twelve o'clock in the evening, and rustling sounds came in from outside.

Liming opened his eyes, then turned over and turned himself to the other side.

By the way, he also covered his head with the bedding.

There seemed to be some faint calling voices outside, and it was a woman's voice, full of temptation.

Liming was unmoved, and sneered in his heart.

If you want to survive, you must first not have too much curiosity.

no Zuo no Die.

Now that the old man in the Chinese tunic suit said those two requirements, he should obey them.

Only a fool would take the initiative to break the rules.

This situation also made many viewers in Liming's live broadcast room admire, as expected of Liming, who has the talent of a great god.

If anyone can survive in this world and pass the level successfully, the greatest possibility should be Liming Da.

The other horror players are not in a good situation now, and their lives are in danger.

Only the state of Liming is the best.

Survivors: 16

Just when the time came to twelve o'clock in the evening, two people died again.

Li Ming's eyes flickered, wondering how many people would survive tomorrow morning.

.........

There are different opinions about what will become of a person after death, and the results are completely different in different worlds.

Wang Ya witnessed the posthumous changes in this world.

In the deepest part of the underground morgue, there are no longer those reinforced concrete buildings above, and some are just the most primitive cave, but the temperature in this cave is extremely cold.

It seems to have reached the point of sub-zero.

There are many corpses hanging, and the time of death is different.

But they all maintain their best stage.

The skin, facial features, and expressions are all the same as the last moment before his death.

The feeling of malicious entanglement is even more, it seems to have entered an incredible place.

Wang Ya's eyes fell on the coffin in the center of the underground cave. There were traces of historical precipitation on it, at least hundreds of years ago.

The soul chip detected an extremely powerful existence in it.

In terms of threat level, it was at least comparable to a third-level wizard apprentice.

But it hasn't reached the point of extreme wizard apprentice.

The substantive spiritual power has already felt that malice is everywhere in the whole world, but only here is more turbulent and denser than other places.

And there is another kind of thing that Wang Ya hasn't figured out the real essence for the time being, and it has been continuously integrated into this coffin. It seems to have a great relationship with the corpses hanging here and the various corpses stored in the morgue outside. connect.

Not only resentment, resentment and the like, but also a kind of Yin Qi in the legend.

Yin Qi is the essence, and resentment and resentment seem to be some directions that shape Yin Qi.

And above all the corpses.

Wang Ya's eyes were indifferent. It seemed that it was twelve o'clock at midnight.

Only 16 people survived.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, it seems that it is also the time when yin and yang change, and all demons and ghosts will become active during this time period.

So, will the previous rule constraints be untied?

Or, there will be some other changes.

Wang Ya began to observe this subtle change.

Any error in information will lead to an error in the final judgment.

The hanging corpse is still a corpse, there is no such thing as the legendary corpse change.

The only thing that has changed is the coffin.

A black gas appeared as a whole, covering the coffin, gushing out from the inside of the coffin.

No, maybe something else.

The corner of Wang Ya's mouth showed a mocking expression.

Still playing these little tricks.

He turned around slowly, and looked towards the direction of the entrance to this place. A cold breath continued to spread, and there was an extremely obvious malice.

It seems that something is coming.

cluck cluck!

There was the sound of bones and joints colliding with each other, followed by corpses, their bodies still stained with various dust from inside the walls.

Wang Ya's expression remained unchanged, did he come back to life?

So what.

Experiment with individual materials, one may not be enough.

Unable to conduct controlled experiments.

Eight, just right!

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