Free Web NovelChapter 697: Chapter 543: Found It
"How many floors does this hospital have?" Yang Xiao typed and asked.
"6 floors, or maybe 7, this hospital isn’t very tall," the rag doll had now lowered its guard considerably towards Yang Xiao.
Without delay, after shaking off the Frog Ghost, Yang Xiao immediately went to the staircase on the other side of the corridor and finally made it to the 5th floor without any close calls.
He didn’t rashly walk out of the stairwell; instead, he quietly listened for half a minute. Outside was deathly silent, but it was this very silence that unnerved him even more.
"Where are you?" Yang Xiao messaged Qu Muzhi.
"I’m in the movie room, come up the middle staircase, it’s the sixth room on the right-hand side of the western corridor," Qu Muzhi precisely reported his location.
"The Frog Ghost took the elevator to the 7th floor," Yang Xiao also informed the other party.
"Be extra careful, the sick ghost is right outside my door, but I don’t know its exact location," Qu Muzhi warned. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
Putting away his phone, Yang Xiao slowly and quietly walked out of the stairwell, as the sick ghost’s ability was to locate by sound, so he treaded extremely lightly, making almost no noise at all.
Approaching the right side corridor and hiding behind the corner of the wall, Yang Xiao took out the Soul-Capturing Mirror. His powers were unusable, but he needed the mirror itself. He quietly extended the corner of the mirror past the edge of the wall and using its reflective surface, he saw the corridor was desolately empty.
Moreover, up to now, Yang Xiao hadn’t heard any sounds of crying or coughing from the sick ghost, which made him start to doubt Qu Muzhi’s judgment.
It wasn’t about trust, but rather the facts.
However, since the sick ghost wasn’t outside the door, where had it gone? That was the question that concerned and worried Yang Xiao the most.
"Are you sure that guy was outside the door? Why didn’t I hear any coughing sounds?" Yang Xiao immediately messaged Qu Muzhi to inquire.
"I don’t know. The last time I heard the coughing was outside the door, there’s no mistake," Qu Muzhi confirmed, "about 10 minutes ago."
Once a ghost confirmed that someone had hidden inside a room, it wouldn’t easily leave—Yang Xiao had verified this before—unless... there was another ghost inside the room!
But that was impossible. The Frog Ghost had been sent to the 7th floor by elevator, and the burnt ghost had been locked in the morgue in the basement. Currently, the only possible ghost that could be here was the sick ghost, but now it had disappeared without a trace, which was clearly problematic.
If it were anyone else, Yang Xiao would have immediately given up the rescue and left, since rashly attempting a rescue under unclear circumstances could put himself in danger, but not this time. The person trapped was Qu Muzhi; he hadn’t abandoned Yang Xiao before, and he couldn’t abandon him now.
"I can’t find the sick ghost’s location, it might be hiding, or it might have already left. I have a remote control car at my disposal, I’ll use it to probe once. Don’t panic when you hear the siren, that’s me."
Yang Xiao briefly informed Qu Muzhi of his plan, then took out the remote control car, gently placed it on the ground, flipped the switch, and the car quickly drove towards the door where Qu Muzhi was hiding, speeding along while emitting a piercing siren sound.
"Hai...hai hai..."
In the next second, a chilling scene unfolded before Yang Xiao, coming from less than 5 meters away in the corridor, an inexplicably muffled coughing sound arose.
The sick ghost had appeared, and it seemed it was coming for him!
Yang Xiao was filled with retrospective fear. Luckily, the remote control car had drawn it out; otherwise, in about ten seconds, it would have found his position.
The sick ghost and the burnt ghost both walked silently, which was fatal.
The siren of the remote control car agitated the sick ghost, and at the same time, Yang Xiao heard a faint wailing cry; the sick ghost was on the move.
The remote control car was fast and had already passed the room where Qu Muzhi was hiding. If he could lure away the sick ghost, Qu Muzhi would be able to escape.
"Further! Even further!"
Yang Xiao was now poking his body out, standing in the corridor, trying to make the remote control car go as far as possible, but the next second, something unexpected happened—the remote control car suddenly stopped moving, even though there was clearly nothing in front of it. It felt... as if it had hit an invisible wall.
Yang Xiao paused for a moment, then quickly controlled the car to back up and ram forward again. This time, the invisible wall bizarrely disappeared.
Yang Xiao instantly understood—there was someone standing there!
It turned out that Qu Muzhi wasn’t the only one trapped; there was someone else in the corridor, and to make things worse, the remote control car seemed to have exceeded its control range and stopped not far from the once "invisible wall," no matter how much Yang Xiao tried to operate it, it wouldn’t move an inch.
In the next second, the remote control car was as if penetrated by a long spear, and the piercing siren sound also immediately stopped; the remote control car was completely destroyed.
"Thud!"
"Thud!"
...
The spear-like weapon stabbed randomly near the remote control car, and finally, the person hiding in the dark couldn’t bear it any longer, and Yang Xiao heard a series of piercing cock-crowing sounds.
"Cock-a-doodle-doo—"
Before Yang Xiao could react, he saw a yellow, long-necked toy chicken thrown out from nowhere, landing beside the destroyed remote control car.
The piercing chicken crowing sound once again attracted the sick ghost’s attention, and the person would undoubtedly seize this opportunity to escape.
But the speed of the sick ghost was astonishing; as soon as the screaming chicken hit the ground, it was speared through, and after the screaming chicken deflated, it no longer made any sound. The corridor was utterly silent at that moment, and Yang Xiao dared not move until—
"Hai...hai hai..."
