Zhao Xiaopang's tone has a faint excitement and eagerness to try, it seems that telling ghost stories to others in this environment can bring a more exciting experience.
Cheng Zhichu and a few people will not stop him, because they know that there will be ghosts in the future, and nine times out of ten, they are the images that appear in ghost stories. Know in advance and be prepared.
"I don't want it anymore." Lu Jie shook her head, her innocent face revealed a hint of anxiety, "I'm afraid of ghosts."
"Everyone has heard it, isn't it those ghost stories?"
Shen Qiqi raised her eyebrows and didn't care: "The shadows in the cafeteria, the 13 o'clock in the morning in the music classroom, the bloody footprints in the hall, the girls who were disfigured in the experiments in the chemistry classroom... are all rumored, not new at all. ."
"There are two more ghost stories, you probably haven't heard of them."
Zhao Xiaopang shook his head, pointed his chubby finger at the fountain pool, and said.
"One is this fountain pool. It is said that when the yin qi is the heaviest at night, the fountain will spew blood, and the pool will float with bloody corpses."
"There is a man-eating Specter that hides in the pool during the day, and wakes up at night, waiting for students or teachers who come home late."
"As long as anyone approaches at this time, Li Gui will suddenly stretch out his arms and drag people into the water—"
At this time, Zhao Xiaopang's voice stopped abruptly, and the expression on his face also froze. His eyes were wide open, staring at the fountain in amazement, his lips trembled, as if he saw something terrible.
Seeing his look like this, the others felt nervous and turned their heads subconsciously, only to see that the fountain was still empty, only covered with a layer of dust.
Zhao Xiaopang showed a wicked smile, stretched out his hands and patted Ouyang and Liang Wenbin on the backs, which made them both startled by surprise, only to realize that he was deliberately scaring people, and immediately turned back to fight with Zhao Xiaopang. .
Cheng Zhichu saw that there was no water in the fountain from the very beginning, so his emotions didn't fluctuate, and he was not too afraid. Holding his hand, causing him to be a little distracted now.
"What's another ghost story?"
Yang Qianfan took a photo of the fountain, with a bit of curiosity in his tone, the appearance of an innocent boy.
However, when he saw the picture displayed on the camera monitor, his eyes passed a shadow, and he quietly handed the camera to Gu Zhen.
Zhao Xiaopang was chased and beaten several times by his friends, begging for mercy again and again, and at the same time answering the boy's question: "Another ghost story... Ouch, stop beating, let me talk!"
"...Children, I didn't scare you, but this is true. Eighty or ninety years ago, this place was still a wasteland, especially the school, which was a mass grave."
"How could the poor people in the past have the money to build a tomb, so they just swept the grass and threw them here. The ground was full of corpses, and the stench was stinking. At night, it was gloomy. Occasionally, people passed by. You can also see the shadow of the white flowers appearing."
"Later the land was rectified, and everyone said that the school was very popular and could suppress the yin qi, so we built our school, but at midnight, those ghosts would climb out of the ground and wander aimlessly in the school. "
"If you encounter these ghosts, you must cover your mouth and nose for the first time, so that they cannot hear you gasping, otherwise you will disturb them and let them know that you are alive, and they will eat you alive, hey, Being divided by ghosts is probably worse than being eaten by ghosts in the fountain..."
Gu Zhen looked down at the scene in the camera and looked back at the fountain at the same time.
Under the dim moonlight, the fountain was still quiet and dry, and the mottled stone bricks were slightly cracked because there was no water to moisten them, and soft grass grew.
However, the fountain in the camera is spewing out bloody water, and the crimson water is tumbling and surging, with human eyes, teeth, tangled hair and broken bones floating on it.
A black palm stained with blood beads slowly stretched out from the bloody water and rested on the edge of the pool.
The blood water continued to spurt, overflowing from the pool, flowing over the ground covered with floor tiles, and gradually spreading to the position where the group was standing.
Gu Zhen, who was at the end, climbed the steps of the teaching building. In the camera, he avoided the contamination of blood.
The bloody water continued to surge in the pool, but no matter how much it poured out, it never overflowed the steps of the teaching building.
After a moment of stillness, the black palm slowly retracted into the pool with a bit of unwillingness.
The scene in the camera seems to be upside down, the blood and water mixed with human organs are involved in the pool, seeping into the bottom of the pool and disappearing, finally becoming the same appearance as the pool in reality, becoming dry.
Gu Zhen returned the camera to Yang Qianfan.
At the same time, Ouyang used a lock-picking tool to open the lock of the teaching building, and a group of people walked in one after another.
Zhao Xiaopang continued to tell the ghost story just now.
"... Now, these ghosts have also kept pace with the times. I heard that the school built an elevator in the teaching building after we graduated. At midnight, those ghosts will take the elevator up. Look, the elevator is there... "
He stretched out his hand and pointed to the elevator room, but was stunned for a moment, his expression changed sharply, the flesh on his face also trembled, and his eyes were stunned and horrified.
"You are enough, when we are fools, you want us to be fooled a second time?"
Ouyang couldn't stand Zhao Xiaopang repeating his old tricks. Just as he was about to punch him, he found that the latter was shaking his teeth. He said blankly, "No, no, the elevator... There is really something in the elevator..."
"you-"
Ouyang still didn't believe it and didn't want to look back, but suddenly found that the faces of several old classmates were not quite right, their eyes were staring in the same direction, as if they saw something terrible.
"Crack... Knock..."
The sound of mechanical operation rang out in the silent corridor, but the power was cut off early tomorrow, so how could there be an elevator running.
"… "
Ouyang's body froze and turned his head slowly.
The display panel next to the elevator is lit up with red numbers, and the floor displayed on it is…
"B18..." Liang Wenbin's voice trembled, "...the eighteenth floor underground."
"Crack."
The number jumped, and it changed from B18 to B15 in an instant.
"There are really ghosts here, run!"
Ouyang turned pale for a moment, and hurriedly ran to the door he had just pried open. However, if the door that had been opened was driven by a force, before he touched the door handle, it closed with a bang, obviously the lock was still broken. Yes, but no matter how he twisted, the handle would not move at all.
"Please be patient, the elevator has reached the ninth basement floor."
A cold and rigid female voice appeared without warning, announcing the number of floors reached by the elevator.
"Open the door! Open the door!"
Ouyang desperately smashed the door made of tempered glass with his fists, and even smashed the door with tools, trying to smash cracks, but to no avail. Lu Jie and Liang Wenbin ran to the window, and those windows also closed automatically, completely destroying them. Trapped in the classroom building.
"The elevator has reached the fifth underground floor."
Gu Zhen and Bai Yi looked calm, while Yang Qianfan took a photo of the elevator while others were not paying attention, his eyes were a little dignified.
Cheng Zhichu had experienced it a few times, and although he was still a little nervous, it was much better than before.
If there are no dungeon characters such as Ouyang, he will choose to use cards to eliminate the coming ghosts, but because they are there, the effects of the cards are too conspicuous, which will make these people suspicious, so they cannot be used.
He had no better way. All he could think of was to go upstairs first, and then find an opportunity to get out of the sight of the characters and deal with these ghosts.
And he didn't know if Gu Zhen thought the same as him, so Gu Zhen also said, "Go upstairs to avoid it first."
Ouyang and the others were in a panic at this moment. When they heard Gu Zhen say this, they didn't even think about it, they were about to run to the stairs. However, at this moment, the elevator suddenly "ding" and the sound of mechanical operation stopped. .
"It has reached the ground floor."
"Cover your nose and mouth." Gu Zhen frowned slightly and reminded in a deep voice, "Don't make a sound."
"Crack-"
The elevator door suddenly opened, and the lights inside flickered on and off, reflecting a bunch of white figures.
One, two... Dozens of shadows wandered out, all white, even the hair was translucent milky white, the clothes were tattered, the styles were different, some were old people, some were young people.
These ghosts obviously exceed the capacity of the elevator, and they have no idea how they squeezed into the elevator.
If it wasn't for Gu Zhen's reminder just now, Ouyang and the others would have been screaming in fright. But this was the case, they were also shocked with cold sweat, trembling all over, desperately covering their mouths and noses, not daring to reveal any sound.
"… "
Zhao Xiaopang is a fat man who likes to sweat the most. At this time, he was so frightened that he was sweating coldly. It didn’t take a moment for the sweat to wet his clothes. The ghost he passed by suddenly stopped, his nostrils fluttered, and he gently sniffed the scent in the air.
They were almost sticking to his body, smelled on him, and discerned his breath carefully.
The heavy cold air forced Zhao Xiaopang's body, his cold hair stood on end, his eyes widened in horror, sweat flowed into his eyes, and the whites of his eyes were irritated with red blood, but he didn't even dare to blink.
The ghosts didn't leave. They seemed suspicious, but not sure. They suddenly stuck out their slender tongues and slowly approached his face, as if they wanted to lick his eyeballs.
Seeing this scene, Gu Zhen frowned, knowing that Zhao Xiaopang might not be able to hold on anymore. If he didn't hold on, it would cause a chain reaction, and other dungeon characters would definitely scream, so he no longer hesitated. , flicking his fingers, a thin piece of paper appeared between his fingers.
This is a piece of paper cut into a small paper figurine. The paper figurine is simply outlined as a woman, with black hair and a red dress, with closed eyes.
He gently loosened his fingers, and the two eyes on the piece of paper suddenly opened, and then the piece of paper drifted into the elevator silently against the ground without wind.
After a while, a young woman came out of the elevator with pale complexion and a red dress. She looked charming, but she was obviously not a living person. She clapped her hands lightly, and instantly attracted the eyes of all the ghosts.
"Crack, crack..."
The smile on the beautiful woman's face is very fake. If she wears a human skin mask and taps her hands to a strange rhythm, every time she taps, all the ghosts take a step towards her, as if they all obey her call.
The woman stepped back towards the elevator little by little, and all the ghosts gradually entered the elevator, and soon the outside was empty, and only a few ghosts remained in place, but they were uncontrollably attracted to her.
Zhao Xiaopang and the others didn't see that this was the paper figurine that flew out of Gu Zhen's hands. They thought that this woman was the most powerful of the ghosts. To bring them back, they were all watching nervously, praying that she would hurry up. Take these ghosts away, and they will immediately escape, guaranteeing that they will never set foot here again in this life.
But why, the ghost beside him still doesn't leave...
At this moment, Liang Wenbin's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at the ghost beside him with fear in his eyes.
Unlike other ghosts, it is the only ghost that has not been summoned by a beautiful female ghost. From the beginning to the end, its footsteps are motionless, but even if the other ghosts have left, as long as there is still one here, they will not dare to run, especially him. , he is right beside it, how dare to leave.
Please, go away, go back to the elevator...
Liang Wenbin begged the ghost beside him in his heart. He didn't dare to take a closer look just now, but this time he suddenly found out that the ghost was wearing the school uniform and seemed to be a student here. He couldn't help but stare at the ghost's face subconsciously. .
The ghost is in the shape of a teenager, wearing a summer school uniform, and the thin shirt makes him look slimmer and clean.
As if feeling Liang Wenbin's gaze, the young man turned his head slightly and glanced at him.
The young man has handsome eyebrows and a cold expression, even a little gloomy. However, noticing his gaze, the young man raised the corners of his lips slightly and called out softly.
"Senior Liang, long time no see."
Liang Wenbin's pupils shrank suddenly, he could no longer control himself, and cried out loudly—
"Su Ling!"
brush-
All the ghosts suddenly turned their heads in unison, and their cold eyes fell on Liang Wenbin.
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Bai Yi's Diary Part 5
I didn't find a chance to kiss Zhichu this time, so I could only hold his hand, which was a little regretful.