The guy with the flat head had a piece of glass stuck in his head, like he was wearing a headdress, and blood began to slowly seep down.
He stood there for several seconds, took a few unsteady steps, and then fell down amid the screams of people around him.
Zhou Ze had read some memoirs of Japanese war criminals, in which someone wrote that after a person was beheaded, the headless body seemed to still twitch, and even the eyes of the head that fell to the ground could move a few times.
Perhaps it was because death came too suddenly and too suddenly, not only did the person involved not have time to react, but even his or her body seemed unable to respond in time.
The dormitory downstairs had become a mess.
Zhou Ze put his hands on the railing, sighed, and then looked at the old Taoist.
The old Taoist was in a state of panic at this moment, his face turned pale with fear.
"boss… … "
"Ah, look, a good person was killed by your milk."
“… …” old Taoist.
The old Taoist felt very aggrieved, but he didn't want that. He sincerely hoped that the little bald man could live a long life and have his period eighteen times a night and be in good health.
But he died.
He died suddenly like this,
So,
Of the six paintings, only one remains.
There is a very famous movie series called "Final Destination". I now feel like I have become a character in the movie. It clearly tells you that you are going to die and also tells you how you will die.
Really, it would be better to give you a sudden blow and let you die quickly and without pain.
At this time, the old Taoist was really envious of the little flat-headed man. He passed away in an accident without anyone noticing, and now he had to endure the torture of not knowing when he would die.
It's simply... a fate worse than death.
Look at the boss on the side, he is still smoking.
"Let's go down and take a look."
After Zhou Ze finished speaking, he walked out of the dormitory first. The old Taoist naturally didn't dare to leave Zhou Ze at this time. Anyway, he had made up his mind. Even if Zhou Ze went to the toilet, he would follow him closely.
At the main entrance on the first floor of the dormitory building, a group of students surrounded the body of the man with the flat head, and several dormitory teachers were maintaining order inside.
This feeling was very strange, because at that moment they should have called 120 and 110. In fact, they did call and did what they should have done. However, it seemed that such a major incident of a person dying in broad daylight only alarmed a small corner of the school.
The students in front went to school as they should, and went to the cafeteria to eat breakfast as they should, as if they didn't care about this at all.
Zhou Ze shook off the cigarette ash and looked up at the dormitory building.
The old Taoist was trembling with fear at the side. He secretly glanced at the body of the short-haired man and then immediately looked away. When he thought that he would soon follow in his footsteps, he felt extremely tormented.
Zhou Ze sat down on the steps and continued to watch everything around him like a bystander.
"Boss, shall we go back first?" the old Taoist suggested.
He didn't want to stay here anymore, he wanted to go back to the bookstore, at least the bookstore could give him some sense of security.
Zhou Ze shook his head, "I can't leave."
The answer is not "no", but "can't leave".
The old Taoist was stunned for a moment, he vaguely sensed something was wrong.
Zhou Ze turned around and walked back into the dormitory. He found a place to sit down in the dormitory supervisor's office and made a cup of tea with their tea leaves.
The old Taoist stood nearby, like a little quail.
He didn't know what Zhou Ze was planning to do, but it seemed that his boss seemed to have grasped some information. Although he didn't know whether he was pretending to be calm or was really calm, at least it seemed to make him feel more expectant.
The students all went to school, and the dormitory building became much quieter.
The dormitory teachers didn't come back either, not even one of them went back to the office. Maybe they were busy with the matter of the little bald man's body.
The police didn't come.
The ambulance didn't come either.
After sitting for about half an hour and drinking two cups of tea, Zhou Ze walked out of the office.
There is a row of thermos bottles at the door of each dormitory at the entrance of the corridor. Students take out their thermos bottles and put them outside before leaving the dormitory for school in the morning. Then a special aunt will come with a plastic tube to add boiling water to these thermos bottles.
Because the boiled water passes through plastic pipes, it inevitably has a plastic smell. Students basically don't drink it, but only use it to wash clothes or soak their feet.
At this time, an aunt came over with a plastic water gun and was ready to release water. She slowly walked towards this side from the other end of the corridor.
Zhou Ze stood there without moving. The old Taoist stood beside Zhou Ze, while the aunt continued walking forward as if she could not see Zhou Ze at all.
"Old Taoist, do you feel it's a bit strange? There are too many strange things in this place." Zhou Ze said.
"hold head high."
"First, Sun Qiu died but continued to live by inertia. No one noticed even when corpse spots appeared on his body. Then, there were accidents and weird scenes one after another.
Could it be that this dormitory building is an extremely evil place that only appears once in a century, which is why so many ghosts and strange creatures are born here
Then why was there no movement before, but it broke out directly recently? "
"Um... Boss, what do you mean?"
Zhou Ze was silent for a while, thought about it, and said: "I think we should go back."
"good."
The old Taoist was absolutely willing to do so, regardless of whether he would encounter an accident or not. Between dying here and dying in the bookstore, he would rather choose the latter.
The two of them walked towards the door of the dormitory building together. The body of the man with the flat head outside had already been dealt with.
Zhou Ze stood on the steps at the door. He didn't rush down, but watched the old Taoist walk out step by step.
When the Taoist priest was about to leave the dormitory building,
Zhou Ze raised his head.
He saw,
The building is bending down.
It seems like it's about to collapse.
The old Taoist was unaware and continued walking on his way.
"Master Taoist, don't move." Zhou Ze reminded.
"What?"
The old Taoist took another step forward and then turned around.
In an instant, blood gushed out from the window of a dormitory above and swept towards the old Taoist. This should be the dormitory where Zhou Ze had stayed before and discovered the pen drawing. It should be on the third floor, but now because of the strange curvature of the whole building, the window of this dormitory is facing the old Taoist.
When the blood rushed over, the old Taoist was swept away.
"grass… … "
These were the last words the old Taoist had time to say.
He almost collapsed.
It doesn’t matter how many ghosts come. It’s not like I haven’t seen ghosts before.
But this building can bend like a pole dancer.
Who has seen it
Dear Lady Gan Lin,
You can't play it like this!
Zhou Ze turned around and looked at the woman behind him who was still pouring boiling water into the thermos.
However, the woman's bottle of boiling water seemed to never be filled and remained on the thermos, with the sound of water constantly coming from it.
For people with life experience, when pouring boiling water into a thermos, the sound will change as the water level rises, but here, it has not changed.
"Hey, the water bottle is leaking."
Zhou Ze pointed at the thermos and reminded the woman.
The woman was slightly stunned, turned her head and looked at Zhou Ze. Her face was covered with hornet's nests, as if she had countless corns, and some places were closing and expanding involuntarily.
A disgusting picture.
It's really disgusting.
The woman continued to hold the plastic water pipe in her hand, while the old Taoist outside the dormitory building kept struggling in the blood. In the blood, several black figures were vaguely seen approaching him slowly, and in their hands, they held shining big knives.
Zhou Ze walked over and prepared to take the water pipe from the woman.
A grim smile appeared on the woman's face.
The water pipe twisted directly and wrapped around Zhou Ze. The dead object before now seemed to have turned into a giant python with life!
Zhou Ze's nails grew out on all ten of his fingers.
He did not resist the python and allowed it to tie him up. Zhou Ze could even hear the crisp sound of his bones breaking.
Seriously,
Somewhat pleasant to the ear.
At the entrance of the distant corridor, the half-dead boy began to crawl towards this side again, wriggling like a mad dog and roaring something.
On the other side, Sun Qiu, whose body was covered with corpse spots, was also walking towards this side, staggering and dazed.
The guy with the short crew cut also appeared, with the glass still stuck on his head and blood flowing.
Even the leather shoes that Zhou Ze had destroyed appeared from nowhere and kept ticking.
"Have you seen the real purpose? Because you know I have seen it clearly."
Zhou Ze muttered to himself.
far away,
The old Taoist had already sunk into the blood, with only occasional bubbles coming out of his nose. It was obvious that he could not hold on any longer.
Those black figures seemed to be approaching him, and in the blood, there was a petite figure, not a human, but like a cat, waiting for its dinner.
Zhou Ze's nails didn't sweep around.
Instead, with courage and determination, he stabbed it directly into his chest and stirred it in a circle at the same time.
“Hiss…”
The pain was so clear that Zhou Ze's body even began to spasm.
But at this moment, the surrounding scenes began to rapidly recede, the woman retreated, the short-haired dormitory manager retreated, the half-body boy retreated, the leather shoes began to retreat, and even the bent dormitory building began to return to normal.
Everything seemed to be returning to normal.
As all this was rapidly going backwards,
Zhou Ze seemed to see a girl standing deep in the corridor, looking at him. The girl looked familiar.
“Bang!”
There was a crisp sound.
The sound of a book page being closed.
“Plop… Whoosh whoosh… Cough cough…”
The old Taoist lay on the lawn, breathing heavily and coughing violently at the same time, with his hands tightly pinching his neck. It took him a while to slowly calm down, and then he looked around in confusion.
He saw Zhou Ze standing nearby, holding a closed notebook in his hand.
The crisp sound made before was the sound made when Zhou Ze closed the notebook.
Zhou Ze raised his head and seemed to still feel pain in his chest.
"Boss... what's going on?" The old Taoist thought he was going to die, but how come his situation suddenly turned around
"You can think carefully about how we got in." Zhou Ze said slowly.
"We drove here. I tricked the security guard at the school gate and drove in. Then we got out of the car, walked to the living area, found Building B, and then we sneaked in and saw Sun Qiu. After that, we had a fight with the dormitory manager..."
"Think about it carefully again." Zhou Ze reminded.
“Think about it carefully?” The Taoist scratched his head, then a look of shock appeared on his face. “I… I… it’s true that we drove in, but as soon as we got out of the car, we seemed to see a black cat. The black cat was staring at us on the lawn, and I said we would catch it and keep it as a pet.
Then we walked to the lawn and found that the black cat was gone, but there was a notebook on the ground. Boss, you picked up the notebook, and I asked you what was written or drawn on it... Then... Then we..."
Zhou Ze looked at the worn-out notebook in his hand.
He didn't dare open any of the pages.
"Boss, where is that dormitory building?" The old Taoist looked around and found that something seemed to be missing.
"Look at the other dormitories nearby and see how they are marked."
"Building 1, Building 2, Building 3..." The old Taoist counted, and then he slowly stopped counting. The dormitory buildings here are named using Arabic numerals, and there is no way to name them using English letters!
"Boss... Where is Block B?"
Zhou Ze pointed to the notebook in his hand.
"Block B,
In here,
Painting."