There is a sick girl before and a ghost after

The footsteps stopped involuntarily, and Wen Yuran's voice was a little stiff: "I said, do you think there is something hanging on that branch? Am I still asleep?"

As Wen Yuran stopped together, Lu Hongyan followed his line of sight, his face turned pale all of a sudden.

There are tall trees on both sides, with their branches criss-crossing in the sky, but there are some... dead bodies scattered on the branches that extend out.

Corpses in different shapes were worn on the branches like that, and the weight caused the branches to bend downwards, but those branches were extremely tough and were not broken.From a distance, it may look like some fruit on the tree, but these "fruits" can only make people feel creepy.

Because of his good eyesight, Wen Yuran even saw something hanging from the bottom of some corpses. Judging from this situation, he could only think that it was the internal organs exposed after the belly was disemboweled.

To make matters worse, as the moon was gradually shrouded in clouds, the branches began to sway, and even the corpses swayed, and it was impossible to judge which one drove the other for a while.

Moving branches, dead people... Wen Yuran's eyes widened suddenly, as if he had seen a scene similar to this scene before, but the familiarity was only fleeting, and he didn't have time to grasp anything.

"Don't be dazed and run quickly!" Wen Yuran didn't have time to think about it carefully, and Wen Yuran yanked the stunned Lu Hongyan hard, and the other party came back to his senses, and the two of them ran forward quickly together.

The light was getting darker and darker, and the shadows of the branches on the ground were getting weaker and weaker. They just ran and didn't dare to look up. They could only vaguely see the shadows on the ground moving faster and faster.

She was still wearing slippers on her feet, which was not conducive to running at all. Even though Wen Yuran was already good in terms of physical fitness, she still couldn't help being slowed down.

This boulevard is not long, but it is not short either. In this case, it feels as if it will never end so long.

The originally high hanging branches gradually drooped down, and the corpses were getting closer and closer to them. As long as you raised your head a little, you could see those grisly dead people as if they were alive, waving their limbs, as if they were trying hard to go They climb over here.

As the range of movements became larger, some disemboweled corpses were within Wen Yuran's sight. Those internal organs that had decayed and decayed fell off and landed on the road in twos and threes, exuding a stench.

When they ran to the end of the boulevard, those dead people were already close at hand.

Because the slippers affected the speed, Wen Yuran was left about ten steps behind Lu Hongyan. He almost felt the rotten smell coming from behind him. At this time, a green light lit up in the chest pocket of his pajamas, and the danger behind him seemed to be hidden. The burst of light forced back a little.

During this period of time, he has also successfully escaped from this gloomy path.

It is only a step away, but the inside and outside of the boulevard are completely different scenes.The moment I ran out, I could see that although it was still dark outside, the moon was not covered by dark clouds. It was much brighter than the tree-lined road that was almost completely dark at the end.

After running a few more steps following the inertia, Wen Yuran looked back and found that the place where the dead people who had been resurrected from the dead just now had returned to its original state, just like the peaceful path he saw at the beginning.

At this time, Lu Hongyan also stopped not far in front of him. Both of them were holding their knees and breathing deeply. They obviously hadn't run a long distance, but they were already covered in cold sweat.

Raising his hand to cover the jade pendant in his pocket, Wen Yuran adjusted his breathing rate. The hard touch under his palm gave him a sense of security in such a gloomy environment.

Compared with Wen Yuran, Lu Hongyan's reaction was more intense, his face turned pale with fright, and he seemed to be losing control of his emotions.

Looking at the tree-lined road that just ran out, Wen Yuran didn't know whether what he saw just now was a frightening hallucination, or the reality that disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, but obviously no matter what the answer was, he didn't want to try again.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Wen Yuran patted his cheeks, quickly stepped forward and grabbed Lu Hongyan's arm, and left: "Looking at your talent, do you know that in horror movies, people die from the timid? Stop thinking about it, Go to the dormitory building quickly, so that those things won't have time to crawl out and cry."

Walking all the way to the downstairs of the dormitory, Wen Yuran was a little out of breath, but it relieved a lot of the cold feeling.

Just like the library, the door of the staff dormitory building has also been smashed, but this door is obviously much stronger than the library door. Wen Yuran doesn't know how the person who destroyed it did it.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on with this place..." Stopping at the door, Lu Hongyan stared at the dark space behind the door, obviously not wanting to go in.

"Use your mobile phone to illuminate it first. We have to go in and look for something for lighting. It would be best if the light can be turned on. And we have to find the next note, regardless of whether it is true or not. This is the only clue we have now." Wen Yuran patted Lu Hongyan on the shoulder and said helplessly.

In fact, he really didn't want to enter the dark and narrow building at this time.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the employee dormitory building on the east side where they live is relatively mobile, and its structure is similar to that of student dormitories, rather than the narrow corridors like ordinary residential buildings.In this way, if you encounter something unclean, at least you have more room to escape.

It was only when Wen Yuran stepped into the dormitory that he realized that his thinking was too simple.

Using the light of the mobile phone to shine on the other end of the corridor from a distance, you can see that almost every door in the room has been opened.No matter what method was used by the people who came here before to open it, it is obvious that the purpose of those people should be the same: to find useful things.

I have tried it just now, and the electric light is indeed unusable. In this case, almost everyone will think of the same thing, that is, to find a light source that can be illuminated.What they are now should not be the original A University. Wen Yuran thinks that it may be like another copied space, and the things here will not change with the original space, and they will remain there for an unknown number of years. The way it used to be.

In other words, the flashlights and other things that Wen Yuran wanted to find were probably searched early in the morning, and the possibility of finding them in the room now is very low.

So where to find a flashlight?

The answer is simple and terrifying: to the dead.

The only good news is that clothes can still be found in those rooms. Although the style is quite a long time ago, and other people's shoes are not suitable for wearing them, they are still much better than his original clothes.Looking at it like this, probably even if he returned to his previous room, the things in it would not be what he remembered.

The power of the mobile phone is still sufficient for the time being, but it is unlikely to last for too long, so they decided to look for flashlights and other things used for lighting in this building.

"What's the smell of this place?" Walking side by side with Wen Yuran, Lu Hongyan frowned tightly, and raised his arm to cover his nose.

"Don't be so demanding, okay? Let's just come in and look for things, and we don't want to lay a bed on the floor." Carefully paying attention to the movement around him, Wen Yuran didn't know whether he should tell Lu Hongyan that he had actually smelled this smell before, that is The smell of rotting corpses.

I searched room by room on the first floor, but found nothing, only sporadic bloodstains in the rooms and corridors, and bloody handprints dragging on the walls.

However, when they reached the second floor, they had just walked a few steps when they saw a person lying face down on the ground not far ahead, and the rancid smell in the air was a little bit stronger than before. A large puddle of dried blood.

The atmosphere froze for a moment, the two looked at each other, and boldly approached the corpse.

There is still this small trace of dragging and crawling behind the corpse, and the hand is still stretched forward. It seems that it has struggled vigorously when it was killed, but the result is obviously unsatisfactory.

Swallowing, Wen Yuran turned around and took out a piece of clothing from the next room, wrapped it around her hands as gloves, knelt down and turned the corpse over, and searched for it.

Without the flashlight he was looking for, he quickly threw away the clothes on his hands, trying to suppress the nausea in his heart.

Not only did Wen Yuran, the practitioner, feel disgusted by doing this, but Lu Hongyan, who was watching, also turned pale, he grabbed Wen Yuran and hurried around the corpse, and continued on his way: "If you don't, go quickly, it's uncomfortable to guard a dead person. "

"Wait a minute, slow down, what's the rush to reincarnate, stop!" Being dragged a few steps away, Wen Yuran hurriedly pulled Lu Hongyan to stop him from moving forward, and quickly silenced when he turned his head gesture, "Listen."

Ignoring Lu Hongyan's nervous expression, Wen Yuran raised his head, held his breath and listened carefully to the faint voice from upstairs.

Also holding his breath and pricking up his ears to listen, Lu Hongyan waited for a long while, then asked in a low voice in bewilderment, "Where is there any sound, why didn't I hear it?"

The voice was not loud, even though he tried his best to listen, he still couldn't hear it clearly, and the voice quickly disappeared: "There is someone singing upstairs, it seems to be a woman."

The cold hair stood on end all of a sudden, and Lu Hongyan's arm holding the phone went stiff: "Why didn't I hear anything?"

small theater:

Since knowing that Qianlang's language and expression skills are acquired, Wen Yuran has developed a lot of ways to play, such as pinching Qianlang's chin with one hand, imitating the lines of the domineering president falling in love with me, and of course how disgusting the actions are. how come

Then he can appreciate Qianlang's language and expression skills and return to before liberation overnight, and walk two steps and hit a wall once in a state of floating (?)