Chapter 217 The Ghost Possessed

A cat fell from a treetop, and its four furry paws landed on the ground. Ning Zhe rolled on the ground, dived into a warehouse where ballpoint pen refills were stored, and disappeared in a flash.

boom–

The sound of porcelain breaking came from the steps outside the warehouse. Ning Zhe lay on the ground and looked out from under the crack in the door. He saw broken porcelain pieces all over the ground emitting moist hot steam and the air was filled with the fragrance of tea.

The prison guard outside the door cursed in a low voice, turned around and took a broom to clean up the broken teacups on the ground. The freshly brewed tea fell to the ground before he could even take a sip.

“It seems that this prison guard’s luck is not very good…”

Ning Zhe crawled out of the warehouse and turned into a sparrow, standing on a protruding wooden board under the eaves. The swallows in the bird’s nest next to him stared at him.

At the entrance of the warehouse, the prison guard had just cleaned up the broken porcelain pieces on the floor when the intercom hanging on his left chest suddenly rang:

“Me? I’m in the warehouse, what’s wrong?”

“What? Got it. I’ll go right away.”

The prison guard left in a hurry.

Ning Zhe kicked Yan Zi, who was trying to climb out, back into the nest, followed the hurried pace of the unfortunate prison guard and came with him to the men’s cell in the prison.

The cells of Chenyugu Prison are divided into five floors. The first floor is where prison guards work and rest, and from the second floor onwards are single cells where prisoners sleep. The average area of ​​each cell does not exceed 5 square meters, and they are next to each other, like a large honeycomb made of reinforced concrete.

Following the prison guard to the cell door, the alarm bell rang in the cell, but the bell was not too urgent. It was not an emergency bell for someone to escape from prison or a prisoner riot, but a secondary emergency.

Ning Zhe stood at the door and waited for a while. Several prison guards and medical staff came out carrying a stretcher. On the stretcher was an old man covered in blood, his hands were handcuffed, and his legs were tied up.

His hair was gray, his expression was distorted, and his eyes were red. Even though he was held down by several prison guards, he still twisted and yelled restlessly, making strange noises.

Ning Zhe took a closer look. Wasn’t that Old Li? Why was he acting so crazy so late at night?

A young prison guard tried to cover Lao Li’s mouth to stop him from shouting and disturbing other prisoners. As soon as he reached out his hand, the old prison guard next to him realized that something was wrong and wanted to pull him, but it was too late.

“Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!”

Old Li’s face flushed red as he bit the young prison guard’s hand. His teeth, yellowed by years of smoking, dug deep into the tender flesh of his palm like a rake. Screams and the sound of flesh being torn rang out at the same time, drowning out the alarm in the cell for a moment.

“Stun baton! Stun baton!”

The experienced old prison guard quickly pulled out an electric baton from his colleague’s belt – it was too slow to hit his own waist in this position – turned on the switch, and the electrified electric baton was poked directly into the prisoner’s stomach. Old Li, who was tied up, suddenly convulsed all over.

“Ugh!”

The screams from Lao Li’s throat became even more shrill. The old prison guard released the electric baton in time to avoid an electric shock, but the prisoner still did not let go of the young prison guard’s hand.

“Damn, is this old guy a dog? Electrocute him again!”

The switch of the electric baton was turned on again, and the scene just now was repeated again, and then again. Cold sweat began to flow down the old prison guard’s face. Even if he adjusted the power of the electric baton to the maximum, Lao Li still had no intention of letting go. His old teeth were deeply embedded in the flesh. The young prison guard next to him had blood gushing from his hands, and he was almost unable to bear it.

Is this old guy suffering from rabies? !
“Ugh! — Ugh aa …

A strange laugh that was even more unpleasant than crying suddenly rang out from Old Li’s throat. His legs, which were being held down by several prison guards, suddenly stood up like springs that had been pressed to the bottom. The old prison guard loosened his grip and the stretcher fell to the ground.

Old Li fell heavily to the ground headfirst, biting a piece of bloody flesh with torn blood vessels and tendons in his mouth. The young prison guard knelt on the ground with a distorted expression, screaming in pain.

“Damn it, haven’t you guys eaten? You can’t even hold down an old guy!” The old prison guard turned around angrily and froze in place.

I saw several prison guards lying on the ground in a mess. They were the ones who were responsible for holding down Lao Li’s legs just now. However, these prison guards had lost consciousness at this moment, their pupils were dilated, their bodies were stiff, and they lay on the ground motionless.

They are dead.

“You…you guys…” The old prison guard’s voice was trembling. At this moment, he finally understood that what happened just now seemed far from as simple as ‘a prisoner suddenly went crazy’.

thump—

There was the sound of a head hitting the concrete floor. The old prison guard looked back tremblingly and saw a pair of legs tied up, pointing straight to the sky.

Lao Li’s head was down, his legs were up, and he “jumped” over here with his head like a checker on a chessboard.

“Ahhhhhh——!!!”

The old prison guard was so frightened that he ran away without even having time to pick up the electric baton that had fallen on the ground.

thump—

Old Li turned around and jumped towards the young prison guard who was kneeling on the ground.

The next moment, the young prison guard was dead.

“It’s haunted…”

Ning Zhe, who was standing on the eaves, shook his wings, lowered his head, and met the eyes of Lao Li on the ground. He saw a pair of bloodshot eyes, red inside and out. There was no reason or meaning in Lao Li’s eyes, not even any emotion. There was only the brutality and mania of a mad rabies patient, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

thump—

Old Li “jumped” forward another step. Even Ning Zhe, who was standing on the roof, could clearly smell the sweet and fishy smell of his blood and the sense of danger that was so close.

Ning Zhe glanced at the prison guard’s body on the ground and understood one thing without hesitation: “He is possessed by a ghost.”

And it is not an ordinary ghost, but an extremely aggressive and murderous ghost.

Ning Zhe personally divides ghosts into two general categories: gentle ordinary ghosts, and aggressive evil ghosts.

Mild ghosts are represented by Taiyi, Zhaoyou, and the God of Plague… The rules of this type of ghost are relatively mild and will not directly threaten human life. Even if someone accidentally enters the scope of this ghost’s rules, they will not easily encounter fatal danger.

Aggressive evil ghosts are represented by: Terang, Dianhuo, Wutong… The common feature of this type of ghosts is that they are extremely aggressive and offensive. Even if people do not actively violate the rules or enter its influence range, the ghosts will wander around purposefully under the drive of their own rules and actively look for people to kill.

Obviously, the ghost possessing Lao Li is a real…

A murderous ghost.

(End of this chapter)