The fifth floor of the department store was still dark, and the only light source was the dim lamp at the entrance of the elevator.
Shao Zifeng's raised right hand suddenly stiffened for a moment, and even the translucent space crack was slightly unstable.
"Hey!" Shao Zifeng suddenly covered his neck with his right hand and knelt on the ground. His face turned pale in an instant, he was gasping for breath, and large beads of sweat slid down his face and splashed on the floor. , which soon soaked a floor.
In the heavy breathing sound, the space fissure suspended in front of Shao Zifeng stagnates and expands, and collapses and shrinks inwardly as it twists unstablely.
At the moment when the space crack was about to disappear, a white shadow sprang out nimbly and landed firmly beside Shao Zifeng.
The deer who just came out of the pet space closed his eyes so that he could quickly adapt to the darkness here.
When it opened its jasper-like eyes, it only saw that not far from it, Shao Zifeng was kneeling on the ground with one hand on the ground, and his whole body was a little convulsed.
"Yo~Yo!"
The little deer was in a hurry, quickly ran under Shao Zifeng, and pressed his furry little head against Shao Zifeng's chest, trying to push him against the wall behind him.
It's a pity that it is too small. Even if he tried his best to suckle, it didn't make Shao Zifeng move at all. The four slender and slender legs were trembling violently, and he might not be able to hold on at any time.
After digesting the various images, memories, emotions, and pain that suddenly appeared, Shao Zifeng regained some consciousness.
He felt that something was pressing against his chest, and when he saw the little white figure, there was a hint of expression in his numb eyes: "Little... little deer!"
"Yo!" The little deer thought that he had achieved the effect, and hurriedly used the greatest strength.
Then.
The little deer lay on the ground with all four limbs outstretched.
Big eyes looked at Shao Zifeng with grievances.
Shao Zifeng struggled to sit up and leaned against the wall opposite the elevator door, his sweat-soaked hair against his forehead, panting heavily, his white lips curled up and dry.
It's so terrifying.
As soon as he closed his eyes, images would flash through his mind.
Those pictures seemed to be engraved in his mind, just like his personal experience.
Even at the end, the grim face of the old man pierced his neck with saliva and sharp teeth, and the pain gushing out of blood felt like he had just experienced it.
Thinking of this, Shao Zifeng touched his neck subconsciously, except for some sticky sweat, there was no ferocious wound he imagined, and he was relieved.
Maybe it's an illusion.
"Yo~"
Xiaolu came over and carefully placed his small head on Shao Zifeng's lap. There was still some grievance in his big wet eyes, and a low voice came from his mouth.
Seeing Xiaolu's rare act of coquettishness, Shao Zifeng was taken aback for a moment, and then he grinned happily, but because his lips were too dry, a gap opened instantly, and the muscles on his face twitched in pain.
"Yo."
Xiaolu saw the small opening on Shao Zifeng's lips, and then he remembered that he seemed to be... a healing deer
Then why use Shao Zifeng on his head
Wouldn't it be enough to cure it directly with an aroma!
The little deer was no longer coquettish, and once again became the plain and watery deer president, releasing a fragrant cure to restore Shao Zifeng's body.
The familiar sweet scent permeated the surroundings, and there were bursts of numbness in his body. Shao Zifeng couldn't help groaning. If it wasn't for the place, he would have wanted to sleep here.
After the treatment was completed, Xiaolu lightly jumped into Shao Zifeng's arms. Although he didn't continue to act like a spoiled child, he lay there honestly, without any extra movement.
He rubbed the deer's fluffy head and saw that its ears were shaking slightly.
"Crackling."
At this moment, the rubbing sound of gears mixed with the sound of the collision of iron chains came through the barrier of the floor with the slight vibration of the elevator running.
Shao Zifeng's heart sank, looked at the upward arrow on the display, and swallowed.
He took out his mobile phone and checked the time. It was 2:29, which was the three-minute window period in the picture he had experienced before.
first floor.
Second floor.
…
Fourth floor.
Every time the elevator went up one floor, Shao Zifeng's heart became heavier.
A picture after another hit like a tide, and finally fixed on the old man in the black robe.
Shao Zifeng was short of breath, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead again.
Two thirty.
"Squeak~"
The elevator door slowly opened, Shao Zifeng wiped the cold sweat on his head and let out a long sigh.
Although it wasn't clear whether what had just happened was real, Shao Zifeng had already made up his mind to wait for the elevator's three-minute window to pass, and then leave here first.
The familiar elevator car appeared in front of him. Shao Zifeng didn't go in rashly. I don't know if it was because of his psychological effect. He always felt that the elevator was blowing gusts of gloomy wind, which made him more determined not to go in.
For fear that once I entered, I would be manipulated as I remembered, and if I was manipulated to give the old man a bite, then I would finish the ball.
Time passed, and the light bulb covered with black oil made a rustling sound, and the light bulb flickered on and off. The depressing atmosphere made Shao Zifeng feel that these three minutes were even longer.
click.
The sound of a mechanical brake came from an unknown place, Shao Zifeng's heart moved, and he quickly looked at his phone. At 2:33 in the afternoon, the window period was over!
Shao Zifeng completely relaxed, hugged the deer, got up from the ground, and rushed into the elevator without looking back.
Standing at the exit of the department store, feeling the warm sunlight on his body, and watching the pedestrians strolling by the roadside, although it didn't take long for him to enter, this scene gave him a long-lost feeling.
Shao Zifeng was not in the mood to go to other places for the time being when he encountered such a thing. He was going to go home first. It was best to find out who the dead old man who had been rumored in the past few days was the one he remembered.
If this is the case, I may need to call Luo Feng or Chen Zhenglong.
I hope it's all an illusion.
In a certain room in the department store, several kerosene lamps on the walls were about to burn out, emitting a faint glow.
The bookcase stood against the wall, and the large desk was a little messy. On the floor made of bluestone, there were some long-dry black bloodstains, which looked gloomy in the dim light.
In the center of the room, a mass of black misty things floated in the air, and the mist rolled and twisted.
Suddenly the black mist jumped a few times, and the exuding mist churned even more violently, as if trying to swallow something into it.
At this time, a gust of gloomy wind blew, and the kerosene lamps on the walls were completely extinguished, and the whole room fell into darkness and dead silence.
Suddenly, a pair of blood-colored pupils lit up in the darkness.
(End of this chapter)