The cry for help that Fang Zishu heard was coming from Brother Dali and the rest.

It would have to go back half an hour.

At that time, Brother Dali arrived in front of the accommodation building 3 under the lead of the little follower, the bespectacled man.

He also saw the dark entrance.

The Brother Dali rejected them from the bottom of his heart, but he was an extremely nice person, he did not want to show off in front of the other five security guards, so he endured the fear in his heart, and followed Black Whirlwind, Li Kui and the others as they walked along the 'stone stairs'.

But when they arrived at the second floor, they discovered that the entrance to the third floor was blocked by countless large rocks. When Brother Dali saw this scene, his heart was filled with joy, because this way, he would be able to find a suitable excuse to leave this place that made him feel uneasy. In a situation where they could not continue forward, Black Whirlwind and the rest had no choice but to give up.

Just as Brother Dali and the rest were about to return to the first floor and leave, they met with the same situation as Fang Zishu.

The entrance that should have led to the stone path and the desolate grass had mysteriously disappeared.

Instead, it was replaced by a staircase that led to the third floor.

This time, not only the Brother Dali, but even the others were afraid.

They all shouted that they had to find a way out of this damned place as soon as possible. However, even after doing this for more than an hour, they still could not find the exit, let alone leave this Sen Luo's strange accommodation building 3.

Not only that, Brother Dali and the rest had completely lost their way in the constant running.

had completely trapped themselves within the Corridor.

Looking at the broken rooms in front of them, the Brother Dali and the rest could no longer endure the fear in their hearts, and started to let out wailing sounds like pigs being butchered. It was precisely this loud wailing that was heard by Fang Zishu on the other side.

"Squad, did you hear that?" Fang Zishu pointed to the depths of the Corridor.

The officer replied in a serious tone: "I heard! It's the crying of several men!"

"It looks like, the ones trapped aren't just us and Ji Ruxue, there are others as well!" In a situation where he was unable to find the exit, Fang Zishu also planned to follow the source of the 'wailing' to see if he could find the other people trapped within the Corridor!

Dong dong dong …

There was no one else in the Corridor, so whenever Fang Zishu and the note walked inside, there would be an extremely loud and clear echo from both sides.

In Fang Zishu's opinion, it was very normal for some noise to come out from the sealed Corridor when he was walking around.

But to the Brother Dali and the rest who were trapped, these sudden footsteps that sounded like they were urging demons from hell, made their already throbbing hearts even more uneasy.

After hearing the loud and clear echo, the youngest of the Six Qingyang Protectors, Zong Zongzi, couldn't help but cry.

However, at this moment, the Brother Dali did not have the time to tease Zong Zong Yi because they were also afraid of him in their hearts.

The sudden voice of fear.

Who knew if the owner of this voice was an evil ghost from hell or some other existence.

"We... Are we going to die here? "

The words of the lackey made Brother Dali's heart become even heavier.

If time had flowed back, he would not have tried to force himself on this matter of face, and he would not have risked his life to joke around. But now it was too late, because the footsteps were getting closer and closer.

Tap Tap...

Each and every sound they heard was a great threat to Brother Dali and the rest.

Black Whirlwind Li Kui had even picked up a few broken wooden sticks from the Corridor s. He distributed the items to the rest of them, as though he was ready to 'fight to the death' with this enemy who was about to reach him!

"He's here, he's here!"

Perhaps, even the Brother Dali didn't know that when he said those words, no matter if it was the arm holding the wooden stick or the voice, both were trembling.

Tap, tap, tap …

The footsteps drew closer.

Brother Dali and the rest stared at the Corridor, ready to attack at any moment.

Just then, the footsteps suddenly stopped, and a voice entered the ears of Brother Dali and the others, "Zishu, why did the wailing sound suddenly disappear? Could it be that the voices we just heard were all just illusions? Is it a type of Wall-Hitting Ghost? "

"I'm not sure either, but it's best if we finish our Corridor and take a look at our surroundings. I'm going to use 'Feng Shui palaces' and 'Eight Trigrams Dispersion Technique' to make some speculations later!"

The sudden and familiar voice caused Brother Dali to be startled. After a moment of hesitation, the Brother Dali quickly reacted. These two voices, weren't they the two people who entered the inn before them, Fang Zishu and the young lady?

"We're here, here!"

Although the Brother Dali did not like Fang Zishu a lot, under these circumstances, the Brother Dali had still temporarily abandoned the hatred of Fang Zishu 'stealing his' woman ', and took the initiative to call out to him.

"It's all of you!"

After the Brother Dali made a sound, Fang Zishu and the note quickly arrived at the other side of the Corridor, and saw Brother Dali and the others with sticks in their hands. If Fang Zishu remembered correctly, the group of students who had gathered inside the Corridor and were trembling should also be students of the Qingyang University. Because when Ji Ruxue had invited him to dinner at the school gate, Fang Zishu had once seen the figures of the Brother Dali and his little follower amongst the crowd.

"Why are you two here?"

From the looks of it, Qingyang University Floor 3 dorm was a forbidden zone in the first place. It was a forbidden land, and logically speaking, students of the Qingyang University would not even come close to this place. However, what made him curious was why Brother Dali and the rest would appear in this strange place.

Although the cop thought it was weird, he didn't have time to ask Brother Dali about the reason why they were here.

The reason was very simple, because at this moment, the strips had a very important mission, which was to count the number of rooms in the Corridor. Before Fang Zishu left, he had said that he wanted to deduce the location of the eight rooms based on the arrangement and the direction of the rooms.

"Eight? Deduction? What the heck is this? "

Brother Dali was completely confused by Fang Zishu's conversation with the police.

Just as Brother Dali was in a daze, the officials had also finished counting all the rooms in the Corridor.

Starting from the first room at the entrance, all the way until the end of room 233, where Brother Dali and the rest were staying.

The total number of rooms in the Corridor was 33.

"33?" That's right, that's right, that's in accordance with the settings of the eight gates? "

When Fang Zishu heard the number '33' again, his face couldn't help but reveal a hint of delight.

"33? What 33? What exactly are you two talking about? "

After regaining his senses, Brother Dali could no longer hold back the curiosity in his heart, and asked Fang Zishu the thing he wanted to know the most.

"These are eight sets of fusion techniques. Even if I explained them to you, you wouldn't understand!"

Fang Zishu looked at Brother Dali and the rest, he knew that explaining to them would undoubtedly mean 'The Eight Clans Fit' of the Daoist sects, so Fang Zishu did not want to explain any further, "If you guys do not want to continue being trapped in this damned place, then do as I say, understand?"