I Have Died Long Ago, Poor Because No One Burns Paper?

"So patient?"

Go upstairs one by one.

In the dark stairs, there is only the sound of Yang Shou's footsteps.

The white bandage weirdo has not appeared for a long time.

Yang Shou was a little puzzled, but he didn't really care.

The fifth floor is here.

Turning the corner is the room where the Midnight Butcher was before.

Yang Shou frowned slightly, pushed the door open and walked in.

The room has an unobstructed view.

It seemed deserted.

But he can sense~ the weird atmosphere here.

And the source, in the compartment where the black-robed doctor handles the corpse.

That is, the location where the Midnight Butcher left a message-, hiding.

Showing a surprised look, Yang Shou pushed open the door of the cubicle again.

A fuzzy black shadow was squatting at the door.

Seeing the door open, the black shadow snarled and jumped up suddenly.

A pair of scissors exuding a strange smell pierced out in an instant, pointing directly at Yang Shou's chest.

Yang Shou didn't change his face, he directly held the scissors and stared at the black shadow.

It was an acquaintance.

Midnight Butcher.

"Mr. Yang, why is it you?"

The ferocity on Midnight Butcher's face dissipated in an instant, and he looked at Yang Shou in confusion.

Yang Shou didn't speak, just sighed softly.

Hearing the sigh, Midnight Butcher shivered for some reason.

"Mr. Yang, you came so fast.

"Is it because of my news?"

With a blue face and bloodshot eyeballs, this once fierce murderer is now trembling.

"Mr. Yang, have you seen that weird man with white bandages?"

"It was outside the door before, watching me through the cat's eyes."

"I didn't feel at ease until I hid in this cubicle."

"But soon, I heard footsteps coming from the room again."

"Oh it's you."

"Scared me."

The Midnight Butcher was still in shock, patted his chest, and then used his hands hard to retract the scissors.

It's just that Yang Shou kept pinching it and didn't let go.

"Mr. Yang, what do you mean?"

"You don't want to attack me, do you?"

"I'm serious about helping you."

With a panicked tone, Midnight Butcher said hastily.

Yang Shou gazed into the eyes of Midnight Butcher and asked:

"Think about it again, what happened after you heard the footsteps in the room?"

Midnight Butcher was dazed and scratched his head.

"After that, wasn't it you who pushed the door and came in?"

"I thought it was the weirdo."

"Strange, I clearly saw its white pupils in the cat's eyes."

"So I am in ambush in the cubicle."

"How could it be you?"

"How......... could it be you?"

A painful and tangled expression gradually appeared on his face, and the movement of scratching his head became larger and larger.

Gradually, with his exertion.

Strands of hair fell out.

Bright red blood gushed out from the top of the head, soaked the scalp, and flowed down from the forehead.

Soon, Butcher Ye had a serious look on his face.

"My head is itching."

"Why is there so much blood?"

"What's wrong with my head?"

There was deep confusion in his tone, and he patted his head, trying to wake himself up.

Just under sudden force.

bang.

The head fell, and Gu Lulu fell to the ground.

Turning the angle of view in a daze, looking at his headless body, the Midnight Butcher's head opened and closed, and set:

"The weirdo with the white bandage."

"That weirdo..."

"he....."

"I remember!"

The bloody head of the Midnight Butcher revealed a surprised smile:

"I hid behind the cubicle."

"The white monster is coming in too!"

"It's hiding behind my back.

"Heavy sigh."

"What happened later, I forgot."

"But Mr. Yang, you must have come to save me, right?!"

Midnight Butcher's head flew up into the air, happily flying towards Changshou.

His headless body swayed, as if he wanted to give Yang Shou a hug.

he died.

But he was originally a trickster, and after his death, the bandaged weirdo turned into a terrifying weirdo.

A horrible atmosphere rose in the room.

Vaguely, Yang Shou was affected by the eerie and frightening expression of the Midnight Butcher.

This is due to the influence of some strange power.

"Bandage Man is good at creating a scary atmosphere."

"Sigh, following like a shadow, and now the big butcher."

"He seemed to be trying to tickle my fears."

"but."

Yang Shou moved extremely quickly, kicking directly on the headless body.

The latter possessed terrifying brute force and struggled desperately, but he was crushed against the wall by this foot like a mantis arm like a cart.

And when that head was about to bite Yang Shou's neck, Yang Shou grabbed it.

"Wake up!"

Yang Shou grabbed the Midnight Butcher's head and pressed it hard on his neck.

But because of his inexperience, Wan Qi was a bit overwhelmed.

He heard a few clicks.

It was as if the neck had been crushed.

It does not matter.

Get your head in position.

Yang Shou slapped twice, and continued:

"Wake up!"

Vigorously miracle.

What's more, he also used the power of the diamond longitude technique.

The Midnight Butcher let out a scream, and his originally crazy and excited eyes became confused again.

Seeing this, Yang Shou nodded in satisfaction and retracted his feet.

He glanced at the blood stains on his hands, and wiped them on Midnight Butcher's clothes.

.....

Watching this scene in a daze, Midnight Butcher blinked.

"Mr. Yang?"

"You finally came!"

"I was attacked by a bandage freak!"

Yang Shou coughed lightly, "I know."

"Mr. Yang, I feel uncomfortable all over, and there seems to be something wrong."

"It's not a big problem, you're just dead."

"Huh?" Midnight Butcher was dumbfounded, "I

"That's right, you've become Weird." Yang Shou said comfortingly, "Don't worry, this is a dark building, a copy of Weird, you'll be fine if you stay here."

The Midnight Butcher panicked. After all, he only wanted to be a trickster, not a weirdo.

He reached out and fumbled around his body, touching his bleeding head, his burning cheeks, and his neck.

"The freak smashed my head off."

"But why is my neck broken?"

"That's not important." Yang Shou looked serious, "That guy dared to touch me."

"Don't worry, I will avenge you.

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the room quickly, closed the door with a bang, and went straight to the sixth floor.

The Midnight Butcher froze in place, not knowing what to say.

After a long time, he thought of his scissors and quickly took them to check.

Inside the blood-stained scissors, a frail soul, inside.

This is the wife he killed.

They've never been this close.

"The weirdness that is created casually can reach the first level.

"But the main purpose is not to kill me."

"At least, he didn't take the opportunity to make a move."

Yang Shou couldn't figure out what the Bandage Man was thinking.

But one thing is certain.

This weirdo is deliberately creating a scary atmosphere.

The weird ability may be related to fear.

"Rely on the sound to lock the target and play with the fear of the people."

"When it comes to the use of abilities, the vicious tricksters like to use their brains more than ordinary vicious ones.

"He's still hiding in the dark."

"Do you think the odds are not enough?"

"But it's not that easy to scare me."

Yang Shou thought silently, and stepped into the sixth floor of the black building.

There are only five households living in the long corridor.

But every family should have something to do with evil and weirdness.

This place is much scarier than the normal dungeons.

But Yang Shou just felt it was a pity.

"What are the tricksters on this floor doing all day long?"

"This is the second time, but I still can't touch them."

After walking along the corridor for twenty or thirty meters, he stopped in front of a door.

A heavy sigh came from the door.

Reaching out to knock on the door, Yang Shou cleared his throat:

"Open the door and check the pills on the water meter."