Lu Li didn't feel any yin energy.

Yin Qi has nowhere to hide in front of the Guimao. However, its approximate perception range is only about fifty meters, and it must be without any obstruction.

But the short figure was no more than thirty meters away from Li Lu Li.

It was not a ghost that ran over... Maybe it was another spirit? The spirit could be taken into the ghost messenger book, Li Mei said in person.

So Lu Li treated everyone equally, walked past the door and covered with broken glass, lowered his head and walked into the hall.

The footsteps echoed in the empty space, and the debris scattered throughout the hall were illuminated by flashlights, forming various strange black shadows, which swayed as if they were coming alive.

Lu Li avoided the debris and followed into the corridor where the short black shadow ran towards.

The corridor implements the style of the hall, with the walls and ceilings fading, and the ground is piled with brown garbage that cannot be distinguished from the original appearance.

The concrete walls behind the shedding of the wall are painted and carved with various patterns that are hard to understand.

The darkness extends from the side to the end.

The flashlight shook, and the shadows in the ravines on the walls swayed. Lu Li suddenly felt something was staring at him.

Lu Li never believed in things like illusions, he was sure that he had indeed felt something.

Standing at the entrance of the corridor, the flashlight slowly turned from left to right, and then from right to left, and the black eyes suddenly shrank.

On the wall next to a door on the right, there was a blood-red eye.

The eye was stimulated by the flashlight, and the resentment turned around, strange and terrifying.

No one can remain calm under the gaze of this scarlet pupil.

So Lu Li took steps and walked to the front of the eye.

It was an eyeball carved on the wall, covered with red crayons. As the light shook, the pupils seemed to come alive and then turned.

Even if it was confirmed to be fake, the red pupils on the wall still had a cunning resentment.

Lu Li hesitated for a few seconds, bent down and picked up a stone, and used a sharp corner to pass through his eyes.

Rumbled—

With the harsh friction sound, cement ash fell down, and the original eyeballs were cut and destroyed, turning into a hole.

After destroying this eyeball, Lu Li threw away the stone and turned around and walked towards the room where the short figure ran into.

This time the feeling of being peeped away.

A thick layer of dust fell on the dilapidated room.

A clear footprint extends from the doorway to the narrow ventilation duct.

Lu Li was in a hurry to check the footprints. He walked into the room and stood in front of the door to look around.

This place may be used as a doctor's office, with a row of filing cabinets in the corner, and under the anti-theft window are two pieced together office desks.

Everything was covered in a gray coat, with one exception: a shabby notebook on the desk.

Although it is also dusty, it is very obvious to other things in the room, just like when someone comes in, you can see him at first sight, and then go over and open the notes.

"Are you leading me to read this note?"

Lu Li talked to himself.

Bang!

With a dull sound, the door behind him suddenly closed at this time.

Lu Li turned around and narrowed his eyes as the dust fell. He walked to the door and raised his hand and used a little force.

The door was motionless, as if it was being held back from outside.

Lu Li took a few steps back, and suddenly accelerated his pace and ran his shoulders to the door.

Bang!

A lot of dust splashed open, and the closed door was half-closed. At the same time, a dull sound of falling to the ground sounded behind the door, and then the echo of running quickly into the corridor.

He still didn't feel the yin energy.

Lu Li thought for a moment, turned around and retreated back to the room, and was not in a hurry to chase him out.

He walked to his desk and picked up the diary.

...

Click—

The sound of the car door opening awakened Yang Chunxue in a daze. She looked down alertly and saw Chen Yuqiao stepping out of the car.

She carefully covered her mouth.

Chen Yuqiao looked around and walked towards a van not far away.

She seemed to think Yang Chunxue would hide in other cars.

Yang Chunxue, whose figure was hidden on the roof of the car, followed Chen Yuqiao, and watched her walk to the front of the van, and supported her hands on her to peek inside.

“Huh?”

She suddenly let out a light eh and patted the front hood of the car.

"Why is it hot?"

"What is hot?" A questioning sounded behind him, and Yang Chunxue fell over.

"Miss Ghost, where are you?" Chen Yuqiao showed a little surprise and pointed to the front cover of the car and said, "This is hot, it seems that it has just stopped for a while."

Yang Chunxue muttered indifferently: "Maybe someone parked the car here before us."

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Page 1

[I'm not crazy! I'm a normal person! Why do they have to send me in... Am I not their daughter? Will there be any parents who can bear to send their biological daughter to a mental hospital! I have to escape... I have to escape!]

Page 2

[I don't know what my parents said to them, but obviously the medical staff looked at me incorrectly... It's not that kind of wrong, but I feel that they are monitoring me and limiting my freedom. Those mentally ill people can freely wander in the garden, but I can't.]

Page 3

[This trick doesn't work. I just stole the chopsticks during lunch. They found out that I took it away in just one and a half hours... Why do everyone in the medical staff here look like Sherlock Holmes! Is this hospital or a prison?

Page 4

[I felt very wrong... They gave me an injection in the morning, and after the injection they sent me to the basement... Why? There were obviously many empty rooms on the ground. I told them that I had claustrophobia, but they said strange things like using poison to fight poison. I felt very wrong... What did they inject me? Why did my joints feel itchy... Is it allergic? Is it wrong...]

Page 5

[It hurts and itchy... It's not cold at all, but my fingers seem to be frozen, and they can't bend back... I wrote these words for half an hour, or more. Why do I suffer this kind of pain... I just asked mentally... No! I'm not sick at all! I want to bask in the sun... Who will save me...]

Page 6

[There is a problem... there must be a problem. They came to inject me that medicine again. Every time I injected this medicine, my joints will harden... What are they doing? Human experiments?]

Page 7

[I tried to resist, but failed. After the injection, they wanted me to put on the restraint clothes and lay motionless on the bed. But finally, under my utmost pressure, they temporarily compromised.]

Page 8

[I can't hold it anymore... I can't do it anymore... My fingers can no longer bend. I'm holding a pen in my hands and writing these words. And I actually started to lose my hair, falling a lot... How many days did I have to be sent here? One week? Or ten days? I feel like a year has passed... When they come for the injection tomorrow, I have to find a way to escape... Otherwise I will definitely die here.]

Page 9

The handwriting on this page is completely different from the increasingly sloppy handwriting before, like someone else’s writing, while the whole page has only five characters.
Chapter completed!