As he ran up the stairs, Qin Manjiang saw Chen Zhiyuan still standing obediently at the stairwell entrance.
"Move! The blood on the ceiling is about to drip on your head!"
Qin Manjiang grabbed him and dragged him upstairs.
Chen Zhiyuan froze. "You told me to wait for him. He hasn't come out yet..."
"Enough! No, he hasn't come out. He's got all sorts of sinister abilities now. See all that blood on the ceiling? Who knows which ghost he slaughtered to get it. If you don't run, you'll be washing your hair in blood!" Qin Manjiang was out of breath, but grew more animated as he spoke. "Why are you so stubborn..."
"What about the pills?"
"Stay alive first. Everything else can wait!"
Suddenly, a woman's sobbing echoed through the stairwell corridor, making their scalps crawl.
Here it comes!
Just how many ghosts' abilities does Guan She have?
Did his split personality produce a female ghost?
Qin Manjiang glanced back. The terrifying, blood-red ghost had just poked the top of its head into view at the stairwell entrance. Moonlight cast its long, twisted shadow onto the wall.
Even more horrifyingly, as Qin Manjiang and Chen Zhiyuan ran, they discovered that flesh was falling off their bodies!
Qin Manjiang touched his face... Like a corpse left lying for ages, his face was already rotting!
Walking Corpse Syndrome?!
He gritted his teeth and rushed into a nearby ward with Chen Zhiyuan. "Drag the bed over and block the door!"
There was no other choice...
The corridor ahead was already covered in blood, and the ceiling had become a sticky, blood-red mass. There was nowhere to set foot.
They could only buy as much time as possible now. Could they hold out until dawn?
Qin Manjiang had no confidence. He lacked the