Chapter 133:

There is no key in the room, and they have no need to stay in the haunted house.
The top priority now is how to break through the encirclement of ghosts and escape from this ghost building full of ghosts.
The security door was crowded with ghosts, and dozens of holes were opened in the iron door. Each hole had an eye, peeping at the people in the house.
There are also walls, the walls are full of eyes, and the room next door is also full of ghosts. It is obviously impossible to leave the ghost building in a normal way.
Ignoring the soup on the table, the female ghost's face has been changing, and almost every second will become more terrifying than the last second.
But it seems that if they don’t drink soup, the female ghost has nothing to do with them, so Bai Yan didn’t care about the soup on the table. Instead, she walked to the window and poked her head out to look outside
Very good, this is the fourth floor.
The outside of the residential building is covered with a thin layer of snow, which is said to be three inches thick, which is an overestimation.
Under these conditions, wanting to learn Russian jumping and being a tough guy who is fearless and snow jumping is purely seeking a dead end.
Even if the foot is down, it is at least a fracture. Unable to move in an environment full of ghosts, end is equivalent to death.
Seeing Bai Yan walk to the window, Ye Shangyu also walked to the window and took a look, knowing that jumping the window is not feasible.
Seeing that there was only a thin layer left on the wall, there was a tendency to dissolve at any time, she immediately pulled over the sheet and said, "Quickly, make a rope with me. Let's climb out from the fourth floor!"
The ghosts outside the door blocked the door. From the perspective of the hole in the door, there were at least thirty or forty ghosts blocking the door.
With so many ghosts, even if they can get out through the front door, their ghost power will be overdrawn.
The world is full of ghosts, and both of them want to keep the ghost power to deal with the ghosts outside the residential building. None of them have any hard plans. They neatly tie up the rope with their hands and feet.
Knotted the last section of the rope, and Ye Shangyu tied the rope to the cabinet and prepared to climb out of the window.
However, before leaving, Ye Shangyu suddenly stopped--
She always felt that something was wrong with Bai Yan today, and his illness seemed more serious than before.
Ye Shangyu was a little worried that as soon as he had climbed a step, Bai Yan would suddenly become ill and cut the rope at the expense of others.
After hesitating for a second, Ye Shangyu felt that she was still more credible than the plain words.
So, her hand loosened the rope and gave a step: "You go first."
The walls on both sides buzzed, leaving only a thin layer of eggshells.
Ye Shangyu was so humble, Bai Yan didn't be polite with her, grabbing the rope and starting to climb downstairs.
Bai Yan's speed was very fast, almost grabbing the rope and sliding to the ground.
When he landed, before he stood still, he subconsciously touched his pocket, took out a lighter from his pocket, pointed it at the rope and started lighting.
It's a pity that the wind outside was very strong. He pressed it several times, and the flame was blown out by the wind as soon as it appeared. Before he lighted the rope, Ye Shangyu fell to the ground.
Ye Shangyu stood on the snowy ground, looked at the lighter in his hand faintly, and said nothing...
Being caught on the spot is not embarrassing for nothing.
He put the lighter back into his pocket casually, and walked forward without squinting, leaving Ye Shangyu a calm and composed back, without the slightest guilty conscience.
Ye Shangyu rolled his eyes silently, not surprised at Baiyan's neurotic style.
At this time, she didn't have the mind to care about nothing.
After escaping from the ghost building full of ghosts, their situation did not get any better.
With ghost power, her hearing has also been strengthened.
Standing on the icy snowy ground, Ye Shangyu could clearly hear the creepy walking sounds from the residential buildings.
The dead bodies blocking the door witnessed them leaving, and now they are surrounded by them, walking down the stairs step by step, wanting to come downstairs to watch them...
Ye Shangyu heard the sound of the dead corpses walking, and Bai Yan also heard it.
The rustling snowflakes fell from the sky, and one after another pale corpses also jumped down from the fourth floor. The corpses fell on the soft snowdrift, turning the white snow into a dazzling pile of red snow.
The dead bodies were almost dumped together from the fourth floor, so they were stacked on top of each other, forming a pile of corpses.
Soon, a corpse began to wriggle its limbs, slowly crawling out of the corpse pile, and gathering with the ghost who came down the stairs...
Bai Yan doesn't need to look back, just relying on hearing can piece together such a picture.
He trot forward, passing cars quickly.
The car was covered with snow, and the windows were also covered by a thick layer of snow.
Bai Yan couldn't see the situation in the car, but he had sensed a lot when he was investigating the'soup' just now, knowing that the car was also full of ghosts.
He continued to run forward, and saw a bright street lamp not far away, the street lamp illuminating the car under the lamp snow white.
Bai Yan ran towards the street lamp, and when he was a few steps away from the street lamp, he saw that the snow on the window of one car was thinner than other cars.
When Bai Yan passed by the car, the front of the car suddenly shook violently.
A deafening sound of ‘Dang Cang’ came from the front of the car, followed by the sound of broken glass
In a moment, the snow covering the window of the car was shaken off, and the white snow and the attached glass shards fell into the snow together, making a dull sound.
On the shattered car window, an inwardly sunken head protruded from the car. Its neck stretched long and bent into a weird arc. It was stuck on the snow surface of the front of the car like a snake. People swim away.
The two hurried to the front, but the cracking sounds of "click, click" sounded one after another. After only two seconds, the cars parked on both sides of the road broke windows.
Protruding from the broken window are the same long-necked ghosts with sunken cheeks. Their pale necks are entangled in the snow, like masses of knotted twists, which are strangely nauseating.
Although Bai Yan and Ye Shangyu had been prepared for a long time, the roads were full of cars, and soon these white flowers' necks colluded, exposing gaps of different sizes, like irregular squares, entangled. Every place to stay.
The heads of the sunken inward protruding eyes, twisted their heads and stared at them bitterly on the snow.
Seeing this scene, both of them stopped and stood motionless.
The two of them were stuck in the center of a large square of necks, Bai Yan tentatively stretched out their feet and stepped into a square.
As a result, before his feet fell, the necks wrapped around the squares quickly tightened and elongated. Bai Yan quickly retracted his foot, stepped on the forehead of one of them, and slammed the shriveled head that wanted to entangle his calf to the ground.
At this time, the road to the outside of the community was completely blocked by human heads and entangled necks.
Bai Yan retreated to Ye Shangyu and stood in the only place without a neck.
However, this is only a temporary clean place, because these necks are constantly elongated, and it will not be long before this clean snow area will be covered by the necks, dragging out ugly snow marks.
"Gluck—guck—"
As time passed, the shriveled heads let out a sharp laugh, causing the two of them to frown.
Not far away, all the dead bodies that had fallen from upstairs had climbed up. They walked over their necks and walked towards them step by step.
At this moment, Bai Yan and Ye Shangyu had no idea of ​​preserving their strength.
They activated their abilities at the same time, and blood poured out from their bodies, and a drop of heavy blood hit the white snow, spreading plumes, adding a few strange colors to the pale snowy night.