A terrifying ghost had invaded the second floor.
Messengers began dying one after another.
There had been more messengers gathered on the second floor than on the first. Across the seven rooms, there had been over a dozen people. But after Yang Jian killed the three people from Room 21 last night and several more died today, the number of messengers on the second floor had sharply dwindled, and the pace of that decline was still accelerating.
Because the threat of the ghost still remained.
After all, the messengers on the second floor had not gone beyond the realm of ordinary people. They merely had more experience dealing with things and calmer minds than the messengers on the first floor.
But when a ghost wanted to kill, most people had no ability to resist.
Still, that did not mean ordinary people without the power to fight back would definitely die upon encountering a ghost.
The messengers who had made it to this floor and survived until now had more or less grasped some of the truth behind supernatural incidents—or rather, their patterns.
There were ways to survive supernatural incidents, provided one could discover and make use of them.
As a woman, Yang Xiaohua had not survived here through luck. Her intelligence and mental fortitude had been crucial to her survival several times.
At that moment, she bit her lip and stood shuddering before a room door.
This was Room 23.
A messenger had just been dragged into this room by the ghost. The door was currently shut tight, and she guessed that a closed room door was temporarily safe.
As for whether it was truly safe, she did not know.
She could not worry about that now. She had to find a way to stay alive for as long as