Supernatural: I, Creator Of Ghosts

In the dark bathroom, Su Yang stretched for a while before he felt a little better in his stomach!

Just as Su Yang threw the toilet paper aside and was about to get up, a man's voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Brother, do you have any paper?"

The voice was a little low and gloomy, which made the soles of the feet unbearably chilled.

In this kind of hospital that has been abandoned for so many years, how could there be any living people besides himself?

Then, a dry and pale hand slowly stretched out from the bathroom next door.

"Brother, do you have any paper?"

Immediately afterwards, a deep and gloomy voice came from the next compartment again.

"have!"

Su Yang nodded, and put the paper he just used on the hand he stretched out.

"Thanks!"

The withered and pale hand slowly retracted!

"Boy, do you have any paper?"

The deep voice came from the next compartment again, and the hand just now stretched out from the next compartment again.

"Gone!"

Su Yang looked at the outstretched hand and frowned slightly.

"It's gone...no paper, why don't you have no paper...why don't you...!"

As soon as Su Yang finished speaking, there were rapid and sinister roars from the compartment next to him.

Then!

Li Gui's other hand also reached out from the gap under his feet, grabbing the partition of the toilet!

Climb in towards Su Yang's compartment.

A dry and thin head was stuffed in from the next compartment.

His skin was sallow, his eyes were sunken, he looked skinny, and his facial features screamed at Su Yang ferociously.

"Why don't you have paper...!"

"Is the paper in your stomach...!"

"Let me open your stomach and take a look, you must have hidden the paper in your stomach...!"

The withered and yellow-faced Li Gui's voice became higher and higher, and he swung his sharp claws and grabbed Su Yang.

"Grass!"

Su Yang felt a nausea, and stomped hard on the ghost on the ground.

"Crack!"

The blessing of five hundred nine yang zhenqi is like hitting a watermelon with a hammer.

The head of the ghost on the ground was directly crushed by Su Yang's hard kick.

A cloud of Yin Qi floated into Su Yang's body and was absorbed by the system.

On the ground, a blue book of exercises fell.

After picking up the blue skill, he threw it into the system with a look of disgust on his face.

I always feel that this exercise has a bit of flavor.

After walking out of the room, the surroundings finally returned to tranquility, only the cries of grasshoppers could be heard from time to time in the grass outside.

Two minutes later, Su Yang found that there seemed to be light in the opposite building.

Hunan's yellow lights, and a few figures are still shaking.

Immediately, Su Yang quickly ran towards the opposite building.

There are two purposes for coming here.

Killing ghosts and blasting skills and yin qi, as well as finding suitable ghosts to subdue, to edit and synthesize with materials.

There is an overpass between the two buildings, coupled with Su Yang's fast speed, he soon reached the opposite bright place.

"boom!"

A bang!

The wooden door in front of him was kicked open by Su Yang, and he rushed towards the huge empty room with a look of war.

But in the next second, the scene in front of him made Su Yang involuntarily shudder slightly, and his body froze on the spot.

This should be a former meeting room, so the room is very large.

There are six people in one.

A sweet-looking anchor holding a mobile phone.

The other two are a young couple who are staying together in a strange way at the moment.

The other three were wearing black clothes with the words University Club, Spirit Club!

In the middle, light a pile of fire!

Under the firelight, the gate fell to the ground, stirring up dust all over the place! ! !