In this atmosphere, Kitakawaji took a look at the Domain and continued without stopping:

"In fact, it is better to say that Xiaomu Zengchun's condition has worsened. Combined with the blood marks on the wall when he came, he is likely to have already suffered from schizophrenia."

The devil in my heart.

Does this indicate the process of the emergence of another personality to the complete occupation of Xiaomu Zengchun’s body?

This seems worth pondering now, but there is no problem with this assumption.

Thinking of this, Kitakawaji pulled his backpack and said with a plain expression:

"In fact, there are more things that I care about than what I just explained."

"There are some things that you care more about?" Everyone swallowed, and couldn't help but shrink their necks.

So the terrifying and terrifying Kitagawa Temple could tell you without changing your face, and now he still said there were things that he cared more about?

This is too

"According to the idea of ​​Xiaomu Zengchun, who has turned into a resentful spirit, when we come into contact with this room, something that threatens us should appear, just like the chainsaw room just now, something should also appear in this room."

Kitakawa Temple Analysis Road.

"What?" Tanaka Takashi's face looked a little ugly. He reached out and hooked the neck of Yamaguchi Hidesuke on his left hand, and forced a dry smile without looking back, "Brother Kitagawa is just thinking too much, maybe this room is just for us to decrypt it simply."

Tanaka Takashi couldn't continue halfway through his speech.

Because he found that the people around him looked at him with a strange expression.

Miyamoto Nokoto, Gobuda, Yamaguchi Hidesuke

Wait a minute? Hidesuke Yamaguchi?

Since Yamaguchi Hidesuke is on his right hand, whose neck is I hooked?

Tanaka Takashi subconsciously turned his head.

A man.

To be honest, if the other party's head had not been split into two or half, he would have been reminiscent of the other party.

"Hahahahahahaha" Tanaka Takashi stretched out his finger and pointed at the other person, then pointed at himself with a dry smile. After a while, he couldn't laugh out loud before he screamed with despair and grievance: "Brother Kitagawa save me!"

In fact, there was no need for Tanaka Takashi to speak. When he saw the other party moving, Kitagawaji jumped up and exerted force with his arm, and punched him on the other party's head, which had already been cut in half.

Bang!!!!!!

Click!

Tanaka Takashi's face was full of fine pieces of meat, and his mouth was covered with his stinky and purple tongue.

"Is it okay?" Kitakawaji took back his hand and asked more or less

Do I look like I'm fine?

Tanaka Takashiru fell to the ground, his eyes dazed and confused. He wanted to say this several times, but he still held it back.

After all, Kitakawaji asked himself out of kindness, and his life without Kitakawaji has long been explained here, so he cannot repay his kindness with grudges.

only

"Brother Kitagawa, can't you be gentler?" Tanaka Takashi, who was more than 100 pounds, felt aggrieved like a young wife.

His words were just saying halfway through, and the next moment was the familiar sound of the explosion of flesh, and then his head was covered with black liquid.

It turned out that at some point, another resentful spirit fell from the ceiling, but the other party was kicked by Kitagawaji as soon as he appeared, so Tanaka Takashi was not injured. In general, it was a gratifying ending.

But

The black liquid was smelly and astringent, and Tanaka Takashi, who was covered in this liquid, felt that he was in hell.

He wanted to cry without tears, and he felt that being looked down upon by these resentful spirits was a bloody disaster for eight lifetimes.

"These liquids will soon turn into the purest resentment and dissipate. You don't have to pay special attention." Kitagawaji explained kindly, then looked at the body of the resentful spirit gradually dissipating on the ground.

Judging from the costumes of these two people, the resentment spirit that fell from the ceiling should be the live broadcaster's baseball hat. The other person was wearing a doctor's outfit, which seemed to be Xiaomu Zengchun's former attending psychologist.

The baseball hat is dead and not even a spirit body is left behind.

Then Miyamoto Noko's sister who was walking with him

Kitagawaji looked back at Miyamoto Nokoto and shook her head gently.

Seeing Kitagawaji's movements, Miyamoto Noko's face turned pale, and her fingers tightly grabbed her cuffs.

To be honest, things have reached this point, and she has almost had to accept the facts.

His sister is dead and may even become a baseball hat.

Miyamoto Noko took a deep breath, calmed her mood a little, and nodded to Kitagawaji.

To be honest, if the environment is not now dark, she would probably have been discovered by three other people that something was wrong.

Kitakawaji lowered his body and took out another bronze key from the two resentful spirits.

And the moment Kitagawa Temple found the key, the speaker hanging in the corner made an unacceptable sound:

"Wait! You guy! How did you do it?! It is absolutely impossible for normal people to use what methods did you use!"

The clown hidden in the speakers had a fierce tone and could not keep his words calm.

According to the script, the Kitakawa Temple and others should all die here and become new food in the spiritual realm.

But now everything is messy and I don’t follow the script at all?!

Its tone was filled with resentment and resentment, and it continued to come out of the speaker like a knife:

"No matter how you did it! You are all dead next! I will kill you with my own hands! You group of borers are not qualified to live in this world!"

This bloody and violent words made everyone sweat coldly. They subconsciously looked at Kitakawa Temple, but found that Kitakawa Temple had his eyes glowing, and his expressionless face actually showed a feeling of expectation.

"" Everyone lowered their heads silently.

OK, Brother Beichuan, just have fun.

As the other party finished saying this, the bookcase fell and the secret door behind it was revealed.

The metal lock reflects the light under the flashlight.

"Use the keys in your hands! Come and come and find me! I'm going to twist your neck!"

The other party grinned on the speaker, the next moment

Kitakawa Temple suddenly kicked the iron door.

With the sound of a rumbling sound like a truck running over, the iron door and the door frame were kicked three or four meters away by Beichuan Temple.

The world is quiet.

The grim laughter stopped.

The sound after the speaker disappeared.

Let's pretend nothing happened.

This seems to be the other person's attitude.

"Let's go." Kitakawaji threw the key aside and turned around and greeted.

""Everyone.

The four people behind him glanced at the iron door connected to the door frame, then looked at Beichuan Temple. They looked complicated for a long time before nodding and entering.

To be honest, Kitakawaji is in a pretty good mood.

This spiritual realm gives him a good feeling, and it really gives him the feeling of being through a haunted house.

To be honest, if he hadn't brought the four oil bottles behind him, he would have planned to spend a little time wandering around this spiritual realm.

After all, you can find more clues, instead of investigating quickly like now and entering the next place immediately.

The topic turns around.

The scene hidden behind the secret door is a scene of a shabby apartment.

The long corridor seems to be able to lengthen the soul, and the bottom cannot be seen at all.

No matter what, this should be the last scene.

What he meant can also be heard from the words of the clown, that is, Toki Toki.

In this cold and cold environment, Miyamoto Noko, who was already the weakest in physique, couldn't help but shrink her neck.

She subconsciously pinched the flashlight that had changed the battery and shone it everywhere.

The light is scattered

Under the flashlight, Miyamoto Noko seemed to hear some familiar sound.

This familiar voice is getting louder, faster and clearer

Finally it turns into a word:

"elder sister."
To be continued...