Yang Jian quickened his pace and continued to move forward in the darkness.
"Tap, step~!"
But the clear footsteps behind him were still unhurried and followed closely.
No matter how much Yang Jian speeds up, he can't get rid of the sound of footsteps, and as time goes by, the footsteps get closer and closer.
At first, I just felt that the footsteps were only five or six meters away behind me.
But then I felt footsteps about three meters behind me.
Walking further, the footsteps almost stopped one meter behind him.
Yang Jian held the phone tightly in his palm. He didn't dare to turn off the screen because he was ready to click on the audio file at any time.
If that ghost really attacks me again.
The knock on the door from this audio file was his only way to save his life.
His whole body was tense, ready to fight off the ghost at any moment.
However, things did not go as Yang Jian expected. The footsteps behind him always followed him one meter away, neither leaving nor getting closer.
And whether Yang Jian speeds up or slows down, the footsteps still maintain this subtle distance.
"Is it possible that that thing is waiting for its phone's battery to run out?"
Suddenly, Yang Jian's expression changed suddenly, and he became more and more uneasy when he looked at the battery of his mobile phone, which was only less than 10%.
If that were the case, it would only be a matter of time before he died in the hands of that ghost.
It is simply impossible to leave here alive.
Look at the battery level on the phone screen: 7%
"If the battery level is less than 5%, it may shut down at any time."
Yang Jian regretted it now. He played with his phone randomly during the day and ran out of battery.
"But now is not the time to think about this. If I don't want to die here, I have to run out of this damn place before my phone's battery runs out, otherwise..."
He gritted his teeth and started running.
He ran as fast as he could in the direction of the sound of dripping water.
"Tap, tap~!"
The footsteps behind him followed closely and lingered.
Yang Jian could even feel the cold air coming from behind him, as well as the faint smell of corpses.
The ghost followed him like a shadow, hot on his heels.
As he ran with all his strength, the sound of dripping water got closer and closer to him.
But at this moment, the phone screen automatically lit up.
Battery: 5%.
It shows: To prevent your phone from automatically shutting down, please charge it in time.
"damn it."
Yang Jian was panting and sweating all over his body. He took a look and became more and more panicked.
Although he was very tired, he did not dare to stop.
Stopping means waiting to die.
Continue to grit your teeth and run wildly.
Suddenly, a faint light appeared in front of the darkness.
This light has a faint red color and is particularly clear in the darkness. It is like a wisp of sparks in the dark night. Although it is weak, it is particularly conspicuous.
"That is... .."
Yang Jian's eyes lit up, and he was ecstatic, as if he saw the hope of living.
However, at this time, the phone in his hand vibrated and the screen lit up again.
It shows: Automatically shutting down.
Although there is still a little power, the phone has started to be forced to shut down.
However, at that moment, the phone screen completely turned off.
Yang Jian felt a cold aura coming from behind him, and the sound of footsteps quickly approaching... The thing came over in an instant from a distance of one meter away.
Just behind.
Although he couldn't see it in the darkness, he could feel a cold, pale hand reaching out, passing by his ear, and grabbing at his neck.
No matter how hard he ran, he couldn't get rid of this palm.
"Are you going to die here..." Yang Jian could already feel the cold fingers touching the skin on his neck.
The coldness like ice spread throughout the body instantly, causing goosebumps.
The faint smell of corpse filled the tip of his nose.
There is no way out.
The red light in the darkness became more and more conspicuous.
Suddenly, the footsteps behind him stopped and disappeared instantly. The cold palm just touched Yang Jian's neck but suddenly froze and did not pinch him.
Yang Jian, who ran a few steps forward, felt the thing behind him pull away.
It seemed that the ghost was no longer chasing him.
"Just now, just now, what happened..."
After running for a while, Yang Jian couldn't run anymore. He stopped and gasped for air. He was covered in cold sweat and was in shock.
Think back to the thrilling scene before.
He was certain that he survived not because he was lucky, but because the ghost gave up chasing him, but why
Listened left and right.
The footsteps that followed were no more heard.
He seemed to be safe for the time being.
"Ignore it for now. Since that thing didn't chase me, it means I'm fine now. No matter what, I have to leave here as soon as possible." Yang Jian panted. He raised his head and looked at the position of the red light, and then left. past.
Soon, he came to the location where the red light was emitting.
"Light bulb? Glass beads?" Yang Jian was stunned for a moment. He couldn't see clearly what it was in the darkness.
He tried to reach out and touch the spot where the red light was emitting.
"Ah~!"
Instantly, Yang Jian felt a sharp sting, and he quickly retracted his palm.
"This, this is not a light."
However, what frightened him was that he saw that the red-light glass ball actually stuck to his hand, and was still squirming wildly. It actually made a hole and sank into the back of his hand.
Coldness and pain instantly enveloped the whole body.
Yang Jian fell to the ground, and the pain made his whole body twitch, like cramps peeling off the skin and crushing the soul.
But in the painful struggle, Yang Jian noticed changes in his surroundings.
The darkness surrounding him began to recede quickly.
You can see clearly...
Everything around you can be seen clearly.
It was as if he suddenly had the ability to see at night.
The pain comes and goes quickly.
Not even three minutes into the struggle, Yang Jian felt the pain begin to recede like a tide.
He was lying on the ground almost exhausted, panting heavily, and the muscles all over his body were still twitching slightly because of the pain just now.
"what is going on."
After a while, Yang Jian recovered a little and then struggled to sit up as if he had escaped from death.
However, when he saw everything around him clearly, his eyes suddenly shrank, and a look of horror appeared on his face.
In front of me is a tree.
A pale tree, like a tree grown from bones.
There were tattered human skins, dirty and smelly cloth strips, mummy heads, and weird paper flags hanging on the tree... But what frightened him even more was that there was a foot lying on the trunk of the tree. A man four meters tall.
No, not people.
Rather, it was a shadow, a shadow with the same outline as a human being, as if it were condensed from darkness.
This tall black figure was motionless, hanging upside down on the tree, with its head facing the ground.
Looking carefully, I found that there was an iron nail as thick as an adult's arm nailed on the chest of this black figure. No, to be precise, it should be a coffin nail commonly used by the people. The coffin nail had been nailed to the tree for who knows how many years. It was rusty. It's full of marks, as if it's about to break.
"Tick-tock, tick-tock~!"
Black blood was flowing out from where the black shadow was nailed.
Along the way, the sound of dripping water in the darkness turned out to be this.
But when Yang Jian saw the head of this huge black figure, he suddenly felt cold all over.
The black figure's head had no face outline, only a notch. The notch seemed to be the position of the black figure's eyes. The red light seemed to be its eyeballs.
Yang Jian looked at the back of his hand.
"Gulu~!"
The cracked flesh was stretched open, and a red eyeball was revealed after turning a few times. At the same time, a strange perspective appeared in his mind.
It was as if an eye really grew on the back of the hand, and the image of the eye could be transferred to the mind.
Weird, weird, or an unknown ability.
But Yang Jian looked at this weird white bone tree, the human skin on it, the mummy, and the huge black shadow nailed to the trunk.
"It's very weird here. No matter what this tree is, it's best to leave as soon as possible."
He vaguely felt that the huge black shadow nailed to the tree was more terrifying than the old man.
And he seemed to be aware that the empty eyes of the mummy hanging on the tree seemed to be watching him secretly.
There is a creepy feeling.
He looked at the red eyes exposed on the back of his hand, and a haze enveloped his heart, lingering.
It's just that it's not the time to care about this right now.
The surrounding darkness seemed to have faded, and Yang Jian could clearly see everything around him.
This is a dark, endless space with nothing but this dead tree with bones.
It was like a different world, not the school I knew at all.
But when he looked back, he could see a door in the direction he came from. It was... the door of the toilet.
It turns out that the door is so close to me, but I didn't notice it before.