The narrow, dark corridor outside the elevator, the red wardrobe growing ever closer.
Despite their best efforts to remain composed, their dry eyes simply couldn't maintain a constant gaze on the wardrobe. By the time they snapped back to reality, the wardrobe was less than a meter away!
Yet, even at such close proximity, the four of them couldn't discern what lay within, even with the elevator's lights. All they saw was darkness, a darkness so profound it was impossible to see one's hand in front of their face!
"Brother Yan, isn't it time for the black dog blood?" Long Feicheng took out his water gun and exerted all his might to pressurize it.
Yan Shouyi had never witnessed such an eerie scene before. To ensure absolute safety, he decisively commanded, "Spray!"
"Spray the damn thing!!"
Long Feicheng, to bolster his courage, spoke with ferocity, his expression turning fierce as he raised the water gun to spray the wardrobe. The water gun was filled with either black dog blood or chicken blood. Ordinary ghosts, if doused with it, would surely be startled and flee.
However, the moment Long Feicheng raised the water gun, a pale hand emerged from the wardrobe and grasped it!
Long Feicheng, terrified, immediately let go. The water gun was dragged into the wardrobe. The wardrobe seemed bottomless; the meter-long water gun was mostly submerged and still continued to disappear inside!
Long Feicheng was filled with remorse. He didn't want to just hand over such a powerful weapon. In a fit of impulse, he gripped the water gun with both hands and began to pull back!
"Damn it, you dare snatch my things? Give it back to me!"
The entity within the wardrobe clearly hadn't anticipated Long Feicheng's audacity to grab back. For a moment, it was actually pulled halfway out by Long Feicheng!
Seeing the figure being pulled out, even Yan Shouyi was startled. Within the wardrobe was a woman ghost in white, her hair dishevelled and her face deathly pale. Her face was covered in blood, and there were at least a dozen deep gashes on her neck and wrists, a gruesome sight that testified to the brutality of her demise.
The female ghost, caught off guard by Long Feicheng's forceful pull, found herself locked in a tug-of-war with him, each holding onto a section of the water gun. Their eyes met, creating an awkward atmosphere.
But then, the ghost's expression turned ferocious as she prepared to scare Long Feicheng. Long Feicheng was no pushover either, especially since he was determined not to let go. He simply clung tightly to the water gun and pulled back with all his might. Seeing the ghost refuse to release her grip, he even spat on her face:
"Pah! Being ugly isn't your fault, but coming out to scare people is. If you know what's good for you, let go quickly, or don't blame me for spraying your face!"
Hearing this, Lin Zhitong and Xia Zhi couldn't help but roll their eyes at Long Feicheng. Even Yan Shouyi coughed twice, "Little Long, there are ladies present."
"Why aren't you guys helping me!" Long Feicheng yelled angrily.
At this point, he became even more brazen, even lifting a foot to step on the ghost's face to gain leverage. The female ghost, stubborn as ever, refused to let go and even bit Long Feicheng's calf.
Yan Shouyi couldn't watch any longer and was about to step in to deal with the ghost. Unexpectedly, Long Feicheng acted first, pressing the switch of the water gun. The black dog blood inside indeed sprayed directly onto the ghost's face!
"Ah!!!"
The female ghost let out a piercing scream. Black smoke began to rise from her already ghastly face. The black dog blood, like sulfuric acid, rapidly corroded her face, creating ugly holes. In pain, the female ghost immediately released her grip and vanished back into the wardrobe.
Long Feicheng, who had been straining with all his might, stumbled when the ghost suddenly let go, crashing against the elevator wall and nearly sustaining internal injuries.
Sitting on the ground, Long Feicheng took a breath and couldn't help but laugh, "Hahahaha! Did you see that? I drove off a ghost all by myself!! It seems ghosts aren't that scary after all. I'll protect you guys from now on! Watch me slay gods and buddhas!"
Lin Zhitong chimed in dismissively, "That female ghost's strength was weaker than the one in the dorms at Shanghang Art School."
"...Sister-in-law, isn't it a bit much to be so discouraging?" Long Feicheng's face fell.
Yan Shouyi smiled, "It's a good start. We'll encounter more ghosts later. It's not bad to have practiced on this one. If we run into a ghost again, you'll be at the front!"
Hearing this, Long Feicheng became a bit timid again. With his current abilities, showing off occasionally was fine, but if he truly got into trouble, he'd likely meet a grim end. However, despite his inner fear, he had to maintain his facade. Long Feicheng hoisted his water gun and grinned at Yan Shouyi and the others, "You guys handle the big ghosts, I'll take care of the small ones!"
"That works too."
Just as the four of them, having narrowly escaped, began to relax a little...
A sudden change occurred!
Behind Long Feicheng, from the pitch-black wardrobe outside the elevator, the female ghost who had retreated earlier suddenly extended her hands again! This time, her hands firmly embraced Long Feicheng from behind. Long Feicheng had no chance to react; he was instantly dragged into the wardrobe!!
"Little Long!"
Yan Shouyi's face changed drastically. He reached out to grab him, but things happened too quickly, and even he couldn't react in time. Before his voice faded, Long Feicheng had vanished!
The next second, the wardrobe slammed shut, then rapidly receded, returning to its original position at the end of the corridor! Simultaneously, the elevator doors began to close slowly, as if the female ghost was content with having captured one Long Feicheng.
The elevator doors sealed shut. Their repeated attempts to open them were futile. Furthermore, the elevator, which had been stuck halfway, began to ascend again.
"Little Long was taken!" Yan Shouyi gritted his teeth.
"Will he be in danger?" Xia Zhi asked.
Yan Shouyi pondered for a moment and shook his head. "Although Little Long is often flippant, he has a few tricks up his sleeve. And he has black dog blood and the talismans given by Yan Shouyi. He should be able to handle that female ghost. I'm just afraid... there might be more powerful ghosts."
However, Lin Zhitong added, "But if the ghosts in this building are clearly ranked, then between the 16th and 17th floors, there should only be this one female ghost. So, Little Long will definitely be safe."
The elevator continued upwards. Even if they wanted to rescue Long Feicheng, they had no way back. Therefore, Yan Shouyi decided to grit his teeth and continue upwards. Once they resolved the current issue, they would find a way to return and settle the score with the female ghost in the wardrobe!
"This building is truly a den of ghosts!" Yan Shouyi couldn't help but sigh. The danger level of Ping'an Building was comparable to Shanghang Art School. The difference was that Shanghang Art School was protected by the Nine Dragons Qi Gathering Formation and the suppressed yang energy of many young people, making it less chaotic than Ping'an Building. Lushan Sect had only sealed Ping'an Building, preventing the ghosts within from freely harming people. However, this act had transformed Ping'an Building into a living hell, a paradise for ghosts. They had no idea what else awaited them as they went higher.
As Yan Shouyi was contemplating, the elevator suddenly lurched again, as if malfunctioning, getting stuck on the 34th floor!
Lin Zhitong frowned, "Something else is about to enter."