Since the main body was sealed, with the little black villain's current power, he can keep 099 for eight minutes at most.

Eight minutes were fleeting, time was pressing, it simply glanced at the contract, and chose to accept it impatiently.

So in the skill panel of Baishuangxing, a brand new handwriting appeared.

"Ding dong!"

"Get family: Shura (collection of evil thoughts)"

"Family file: Shura, an evil spirit condensed from malice, resentment, and murderous intent in the world. He likes swords and fighting martial arts. Due to heavy injuries, his soul was scattered into a thousand fragments. This is one of the fragments."

"Current Favorability: Trustworthy"

—— Shura?

Seeing these two words, Bai Shuangxing was stunned.

She remembered that when "Monitoring System No. 444" first appeared, it did talk about "Sura" and "Purgatory".

At that time, they all felt that this system was too secondary, so they laughed it off, but they didn't expect...

Perhaps, its wording is actually quite rigorous?

In addition, Bai Shuangxing was also quite surprised to find that the evil ghost's favorability for her was actually "trustworthy".

You know, when she awakened Qin Mengdie from the boundless darkness, the favorability she got was also at this level.

Then think about the attitude of this evil ghost towards her, it is cold and fierce, it can't be called friendly no matter how you look at it.

"Evil ghost condensed by resentment..."

Bai Shuangxing was thoughtful: "Brother 4, you look very dangerous."

Black briquettes: ...

Don't use your mocking tone to call "Brother 4" anymore!I owe it to you!

"Heroes don't ask where they come from, haven't you heard of them?"

It let out a cold snort: "Why, racial discrimination has started?"

Bai Shuang laughed: "That's not true."

It is clearly written in the family file that this person's hobby is knives and fighting, not killing at will.

If it was really a heinous villain, the file would not be so clean.

After she finished speaking, she lowered her eyes, glanced across the skill panel, and continued to look down.

[Introduction to "Sura" skill]

"none"

……Right.

It doesn't even have a body now, and the only way to attack is to slap its mouth like a grumpy old man.

Or the kind that is incapable of fury and harmless.

Generally speaking, there is nothing wrong with the file of this evil ghost named "Sura", and the degree of favorability for her is also within a trustworthy range, and there is no fault for the time being.

What's more, it is willing to spend eight minutes to fight for 099's chance of survival, which is a very good thing in itself.

Bai Shuangxing turned around and nodded to the other three teammates.

"No problem? Then let's go to the fifth floor."

Shen Chan said: "However, I remember that the corridor leading to the fifth floor is locked."

After she finished speaking, she turned sideways, poked her head up the stairs, and couldn't help but be taken aback: "The lock... disappeared!"

"It means that the confinement has been lifted."

Bai Shuangxing smiled: "Go and have a look. Be careful, the fifth floor is the place with the strongest sense of oppression."

Without further ado, except for Wen Chuchu, several people went upstairs.

——Zheng Yanhe is still here.

Although his heart was still scorched by karma, he couldn't let it go. In order not to cause trouble, Wen Chuchu offered to stay below and watch him.

After the onset of hypochondriac delusions, her footsteps gradually slowed down, and the light in her eyes also tended to dim. Although her movements were slow, at least she could still see people.

After temporarily parting from Wen Chuchu, Bai Shuangxing felt a strong discomfort almost as soon as he stepped into the fifth floor.

The blood mist is too thick here, covering most of the field of vision. Looking around, there is everywhere red flowing like water.

At the same time, the auditory hallucinations in her ears became more and more obvious.

——Although this white night is on the verge of collapse, the monitoring system 099 is still there, so the challenge has to continue.

The mental disorder endowed by side missions still remains in their consciousness.

The hallucinations rustled, at first there were only vague whispers, but later, some people whispered to her.

Sounds came from all directions, unable to distinguish the specific source, Bai Shuangxing tried not to care about them, and turned his attention away.

"Do you think," Bai Shuangxing said, "this place is more uncomfortable than the fourth floor?"

Shen Chan nodded, staring at an open door not far away, fearing that monsters or ghosts would come out of it.

The influence of persecution paranoia is about to reach its peak, and she always feels unsafe around her when walking in the corridors.

The idea made before finally appeared——

Standing beside Bai Shuangxing and Ji Fenglin, Shen Chan couldn't help but start thinking, would the teammates around them be replaced by something the moment they stepped onto the fifth floor?

The thought sent chills down her spine.

Seeing her terrible face, Bai Shuangxing frowned: "The fifth floor seems to be able to magnify mental disorders infinitely."

There is no doubt that everyone in the industry has been affected.

Shen Chan couldn't control her random thoughts, the sense of crisis in her heart was lingering, and she was startled and worried.

Ji Fenglin's condition wasn't too bad, he was in the cramped fog, and he pursed his lips slightly.

Until now, Bai Shuangxing didn't know about his illness.

She spoke directly, without hiding anything, and approached Ji Fenglin: "Are you okay?"

The moment they got close to each other, each other's backs froze.

"Ok."

Without waiting for Bai Shuang to ask questions, he took the initiative to explain: "I should have a phobia of the dark."

Dark phobia.

Patients will have an extremely strong sense of fear in dark spaces, manifested in the form of panic, suffocation, and even the illusion of dying.

Now the entire fifth floor is wrapped in red mist. Although the lights are on, the light is extremely dim.

Walking in it is like being in turbid and dark water.

Such an environment itself is very depressing, and with the corresponding phobia, Ji Fenglin must be very uncomfortable.

Bai Shuangxing whispered: "Why don't you go downstairs and rest for a while?"

Ji Fenglin raised his eyes, exchanged a glance with her, and shook his head slightly.

"I have a question that I can't figure out."

Shen Chan on the side said: "This is the white night formed by Zheng Yanhe's resentment, right? Logically speaking, he is the strongest here... But why is the fog thicker on the fifth floor when he appears on the fourth floor?"

Generally speaking, the place where the level boss is located is obviously the most dangerous and the least accessible place.

Shura's tone was cold:

"Liang Yu's office is on the fifth floor. This white night was actually caused by more than just Zheng Yanhe's resentment."

After a pause, it added in a deep voice:

"This place is very evil, there are five minutes left, don't take it lightly."

"Liang Yu?"

Shen Chan was stunned: "You mean, after Liang Yu was framed, she also developed a strong hatred?"

The little black man in his mind shook his head slowly.

"It's not Liang Yu."

It said: "Yes"

Before the last few words could be uttered, a sharp voice sounded in Bai Shuangxing's ear:

"Indiscreet, disgusting!"

She thought it was her auditory hallucination again, but when she looked at Shen Chan beside her, there was also a moment of surprise in the eyes of the other party.

Shen Chan also heard it.

Followed by another disgusted male voice:

"Cuckold her boyfriend so openly, who would dare to want her in the future? Haha!"

Shura snorted softly: "That's all. Be careful."

When Liang Yu's photo was posted to the group, people initially asked tentatively, "Is it a mistake?", "Who is the man in the photo?", "Liang Yu probably won't cheat."

Later, the rumors and rumors intensified, and the malice in people's hearts was infinitely magnified, reaching an unbelievable level.

"How dare she come to work? If I were her, I would have resigned and ran away. Shame."

"Actually, Liang Yu is pretty good at ordinary times. I really can't tell, but... Alas, Li Xun is so pitiful."

"'It's not bad'? I can't see it. They came from B University, so maybe they look down on us behind their backs."

Jealousy, teasing, watching jokes, wanton abuse, malicious humiliation, all kinds of unfounded charges were placed on Liang Yu one by one, even though they were only out of the imagination of words.

Baishuangxing seemed to understand why Shura's soul fragments appeared here.

——It was said in the family archives that Shura was born from the evil of human nature.

Not only violence and killing, language can also breed chilling malice.

This white night, rather than calling it Zheng Yanhe's remnants, might as well say it is the condensation of the "evil" of most people in the hospital.

And the fifth floor where Liang Yu's office is located is exactly where these "evils" gather.

With five minutes left, it only takes a few tens of seconds to rush from their position to the end of the corridor.

But Bai Shuangxing soon realized that things were not that simple.

Beside her, twisted figures quietly floated up.

"What good things can a woman who goes to a bar have? Huh? You mean a man? What's wrong with us men drinking! It's normal!"

Accompanied by this voice, the dull feeling in my heart became heavier and heavier.

Bai Shuangxing had difficulty breathing for a while, and was caught off guard, and a gust of wind came from the tip of his nose.

The talking figure swooped in and attacked Ji Fenglin who was walking in the front, but was dodged by the latter.

The skill duration of "Burning Heart Fire" is ten minutes.

Baishuangxing summoned flames, intending to incinerate the figure, but found that the faint blue flames went straight through its body, with no effect.

"The fire of karma is very strong, but unfortunately, it is useless to them."

Shura said.

"These things are neither human nor ghost, they are not even considered a kind of creature, they are just a few phantoms. There are no evil ghosts and monsters on this level, but maliciousness will constantly put pressure on your hearts."

The gossip in my ears gradually increased, noisy and annoying.

In front of them, the passage leading to the end of the corridor was already full of people.

They have no eyes and noses, and their mouths are round and hollow, opening and closing, making sharp and piercing noises.

Subconsciously, Bai Shuangxing looked at Shen Chan: "Go downstairs first."

Phantoms are non-aggressive, that is, they do not cause physical damage to humans.

But there is no doubt that once you hit them, your spirit must be traumatized.

Shen Chan's illness is delusional persecution, and she is most easily bewitched by gossip. If she stays here for a long time, she might be driven crazy.

Bai Shuangxing said: "We have no way to attack those shadows, we just have to rush all the way to the end, there are more people than few, it doesn't make any difference."

This is the truth.

Shen Chan is a student of the Department of Psychology, and she is the most considerate of her own symptoms. Hearing this, she hesitated for a few seconds and nodded.

If she stays here, it will worry her teammates.

Bai Shuangxing paused, looked up at Ji Fenglin: "And you—"

"I'm fine."

The other party smiled: "Let's go."

The night was dark, and the shadows floated in the corridor, densely packed, leaving no gaps for people to pass through.

At this time, Bai Shuangxing was still thinking bitterly:

Fortunately, there were no trypophobia patients among them, otherwise they would probably faint on the spot when they saw these clusters of dark shadows.

Countdown, there are still three minutes.

Bai Shuangxing didn't hesitate any longer, and stepped forward quickly.

When the body touched the first shadow, vision and hearing changed instantly——

The scene in front of her was quickly distorted, turning into a cloud of turbid vortexes, as if trying to swallow her alive.

At the same time, the volume of chattering in the ears increased, and gradually reduced to hoarse screams.

"Indiscretion! Slut! Shame!"

"Seeing that she usually puts on airs, in private, she is not such a virtue."

"It deserves it!"

She really wanted to refute, but the reality was not like that at all, and amidst bursts of sharp howling, she couldn't make a sound.

Unable to refute or resist, he could only grit his teeth and move forward, just like Liang Yu back then.

I don't know if it was the effect of the fifth floor or schizophrenia. After a while, these voices changed.

"Bai Shuang, you weirdo."

"Why can't you become better? Why can't you let Dad go home? What's the use of me giving birth to you and raising you?"

"It's so meaningless to live, no one cares about you, so pitiful."

"Die, die, die!"

Roaring men, weeping women, laughing children, all kinds of scattered voices gathered together, like a strange long, ups and downs tune.

The tone keeps rising, mixed with hoarse and frantic laughter—

Suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist through the sleeve.

Bai Shuangxing suddenly came back to his senses.

The blood mist was so thick that she couldn't see the back of the person in front of her clearly, but only saw a slender and powerful hand.

Ji Fenglin asked softly, "Are you okay?"

"Ok."

Bai Shuangxing: "What about you?"

The other party smiled very lowly, and answered irrelevant questions.

Ji Fenglin said, "It's almost here."

The figure around him still opened his mouth wide, and the pitch-black void was like an abyss, from which unspeakable words overflowed.

Bai Shuangxing looked intently, and before he knew it, they had come to the end of the corridor.

This place is close to Liang Yu's office, and it gathers the most malice, so it is also the darkest and most gloomy.

The dense shadows were about to condense into a thick wall, without warning, Ji Fenglin suddenly turned around and looked down at her.

"Bai Shuang line."

He raised the corner of his mouth, even here, his tone was still soft: "You keep going."

Under the effect of phobia, his lips and finger joints are turning white——

In the next second, without any hesitation, Ji Fenglin stepped forward.

His figure was tall and straight, when he stepped into the dense shadows, he was immediately swallowed up.

More figures gathered towards him, like vultures smelling blood, and between their movements, there was a passage enough for one person to pass through.

He held Bai Shuangxing's wrist and pushed forward vigorously.

Now is not the time to hesitate.

Bai Shuangxing knew this well, seized the opportunity to pass through the passage, and before Ji Fenglin let go, he stretched out his thumb and lightly clasped his wrist.

This is the meaning of "rest assured".

Countdown, the last minute left.

Without the entanglement of figures, the field of vision has become much wider.

Although under the influence of schizophrenia, my eyes are still full of grotesque and colorful kaleidoscopes, but at least my spirit will not be so in a trance.

Bai Shuangxing took a deep breath and rushed forward quickly.

Countdown, the last thirty seconds.

Wandering figures gathered towards her, some grabbed her ankles, some grabbed her right hand.

The swirling vortex and the kaleidoscope complement each other, mixed with one after another double shadow.

The screams in the ear turned into weeping, before the last mad scream sounded, Bai Shuangxing reached out and grabbed the cold doorknob of the office.

She pressed hard, and in the noisy illusion, she heard a creaking sound.

There were no lights in the room, it was dark, but there was no red mist.

A round of full moon hangs by the window, casting a light yellow halo, which made her barely see everything in front of her.

This is a very ordinary office. The desks and chairs are neatly arranged and meticulously organized. The only thing that stands out is the thing lying quietly on the desk.

The hallucinations and auditory hallucinations all disappeared at this moment.

Bai Shuangxing supported his exhausted body and moved forward step by step.

It was a knife.

The scabbard is pitch black, the blade is straight, and there is no other decoration except for a complex gold pattern on the handle.

Even so, when it was lying there quietly, it seemed to be able to split the entire night in one fell swoop, possessing an incomparably powerful power that people couldn't take their eyes off.

Before she could speak, suddenly, a shadow appeared beside the long knife.

It wasn't the black monster with its mouth open in the corridor. The man in front of him was tall and strong, with ankle-length black hair that fell down like silk.

He only wore a simple long robe, his feet were bare/naked, and his facial features were sharp and delicate, showing their sharpness.

The man glanced at her, with a bit of arrogance and rebellion, and pointed to the long knife on the table.

In the next blink of an eye, he disappeared.

"Knife."

In his mind, the black coal ball sped up his speech: "Take it out of the scabbard!"

Of course Baishuangxing knew.

Before it could finish speaking, she stepped forward quickly, holding the handle of the long knife tightly.

Biting coldness rushed towards his face, Bai Shuangxing frowned, and forcefully——

Zheng!

The long knife was unsheathed, and there was a clear buzzing sound like a dragon's chant.

The blade was stained with blood, and entwined with strands of dark black airflow. At this moment, the light of the blade burst, like a silver bottle being broken, and the water light poured out, suddenly leaking all over the room.

The light of the knife was stronger than the moonlight, and Bai Shuangxing heard a low laugh.

"That's all right."

The briquette-like black villain folded his arms around his chest, lazily staring at the white coat beside him:

"I'll count three to two one. After lifting your protection, when your soul dissipated and you were kicked out of the Baiye system, you took the opportunity to escape into this knife. Do you hear me clearly?"

099: "...Huh? A knife?"

"This is Lao Tzu's demon sword, which can store the soul, so that you will not become air."

The black briquette was as grumpy as ever: "Do you want to lose your soul?"

Bai Shuangxing thought about it seriously.

She felt that the violent and irritable temper of this "surveillance system No. 444" did not appear to be faking.

"so."

The little man in the white coat opened his eyes wide, in disbelief: "I, I don't have to die?"

Shura looked at it coldly: "You died long ago—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a white shadow rushing in front of him.

099 hugged it: "Thank you senior! Senior is indeed a kind coal ball... no, it's a kind Shura!"

The little black man pressed its forehead hard, trying to push it away.

"First, for evil spirits, 'good intentions' are a kind of humiliation; second, I am not your senior, don't call me that; third, if you dare to touch me again in the future, I will—"

What's the matter with this guy?Shouldn't normal ghosts tremble tremblingly when they see it?

never mind.

It clicked its tongue: "Tit for tat, when Bai Ye collapsed, didn't you keep telling me to run away?"

It is not a heartless villain, even an evil ghost, if it is treated well, it will know how to respond.

"It's nothing to me."

099 was a little embarrassed: "Senior is much better than me! The knife is also very cool and beautiful!"

Shura: ...

After a moment of silence, the coal ball raised his chin, suppressed a smirk, and pretended to answer casually:

"It's not great, it's just average."

outside the corridor.

Since Bai Shuangxing drew his sword out of its sheath, the power of the evil ghost Shura frightened all directions.

The lights went out, and the shadows disappeared, only the darkness flooded in like a tide, swallowing the entire corridor.

Ji Fenglin leaned against the window, lowered his head, and tried his best to adjust his breathing.

The phobia of the dark is gradually fading, and the mental oppression will take some time to ease.

He closed his eyes slightly, not looking at the thick night around him.

My head hurts.

Even if he knew that there would be no danger, the deterrence brought by the phobia could not be erased. As early as when he stepped on the fifth floor, he felt an indescribable suffocation.

Distraught, like sharp claws constantly scratching, every cell in his body is screaming frantically, eager to escape.

Until finally, even breathing became a difficult thing.

After closing his eyes, his field of vision was pitch black, which made him even more depressed. Just as he was about to open his eyes, someone poked his arm lightly.

Ji Fenglin looked up, and in the almost non-existent moonlight, he saw Baishuang.

Her footsteps were very light, and she came to him at some point, her small body was hidden in the night, but her eyes were clear and quiet, reflecting the moonlight.

The boy subconsciously raised the corner of his mouth: "Finished?"

"Ok."

Bai Shuangxing was exhausted, walked to his side, and sat on the window sill.

The long knife in her hand was put aside by her.

After the figures in the corridor dissipated, it became much quieter here.

"This knife—"

Resisting the impetuosity in his heart, Ji Fenglin turned his head to the side and looked in her direction.

After only saying three words, he was stunned.

In the dead of night, the moon was covered by dark clouds, revealing only a few pitiful chaotic halos.

The dark colors merged, and at the fingertips of Bai Shuangxing, a cluster of faint blue flames ignited slowly.

This is a fierce karmic fire that punishes evil spirits, symbolizing killing, sin and death.

And at this moment, it is the only light source.

——His phobia, she never forgot.

Bai Shuangxing didn't speak, but blinked.

In her memory, Ji Fenglin always had a calm and self-possessed appearance, no matter what kind of danger he encountered, he never changed his expression.

But when the cluster of faint flames lit up, for the first time, he showed a dazed and dazed expression.

After running around for so long, he was eroded by phobia just now. The boy's stiff and handsome face was as pale as paper, and his lips were also bloodless, like fragile porcelain.

Perhaps surprised, his eyelashes fluttered a few times, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he didn't speak after all.

Somehow, it reminded Bai Shuangxing of a shy puppy after being flattered.

"Burning Heart Fire, there is still a little time left to use it."

Bai Shuangxing smiled, and the flame spread, rising from her fingertips and covering her palm.

As long as it is carefully controlled, the karmic fire will not hurt her.

"Is there anything better?"

Bai Shuangxing observed his expression carefully: "Are you still afraid?"

Monsoon Pro: ...

After a few seconds of silence, Ji Fenglin looked away: "I don't feel scared."

A cheerful chuckle sounded in her ears.

"I'm so tired today—! When I leave this white night, I must take a good rest for a few days."

Sensing something, Bai Shuangxing turned his head away, looked at the sky outside the window, and smiled deeper: "Look quickly. The moon is out."

A pale golden light spread out, silently dispelling the night in all directions.

For some reason, Ji Fenglin didn't raise his head immediately, but glanced at her and the cluster of flames in her hand from the corner of his eye.

When the period of use came to an end, the Youlan Yehuo swayed suddenly, and the moment it dissipated, it turned into a ray of light like a breeze.

The twilight blends into the silent night, like a gentle introduction.

What came with it was a soft moon shadow, and a cold wind that no longer carried the stench.

In the third ward, the mottled blood was completely peeled off, and the monster corpses piled up like a mountain disappeared without a trace.

The hell of killing and madness has faded away, and the world dominated by humans is finally back on track.

Ji Fenglin smiled silently, raised her eyes following her gaze, and saw the long-lost clear and bright moon in the thick ink-like sky.

He said, "Yeah."