Nightmare Attack

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"Damn, it's so insidious." Huai Yi also wanted to understand this, and cursed in a low voice: "The sign-in book is placed across from the head. If you want to sign, you have to go there and turn your back to the head. Who is that? Can you stand it?"

Wen Liangshan licked his lips and said, "Don't say anything so deadly, Brother Huai, my brother Jiang will be able to do it, if it wasn't for Brother Jiang that was careless at first, or else this little trick can hide my brother Jiang's eyes?"

Fatty: "Wenliangshan, I remember you were not like this yesterday."

Jiang Cheng ignored it. After glancing at the time on the phone, his brows were slightly frowned. It was 12:19, "Hurry up, we don't have much time left."

This mission is not only to sign in from the first floor to the fifth floor of the building alive, but there is also a time limit. If you can't leave from the main entrance before 12:44, the mission will be considered a failure.

These people will be left forever, just like the missing Xiao Ting.

Back to the previous stairs, a few people quickly went upstairs, but just halfway through, they heard Wenliangshan's "Huh?"

Because of the extremely quiet surroundings, this sound was particularly abrupt.

"What's your ghost name?" Huai Yi asked.

Wenliang Mountain seemed to be attracted by something. He stretched out his hand and touched it towards the handrail of the stairs. After a while, his breathing hurried, "Brother Jiang, come and see..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng walked over. He didn't turn on the mobile phone flashlight in the corridor, but only used the weak light of the screen to illuminate.

There are obvious water stains on the handrails of the stairs. When you get closer, you can smell a pungent smell, which is the formalin used to soak the corpse.

What's more frightening is that there are still a series of scratches on the armrest, which looks like it was left by sharp nails.

But... Jiang Cheng scratched it with his nails a few times and found that although the handrail was old, the wood used was fairly solid, and it was very difficult to leave scratches on it.

Jiang Cheng could even imagine that the nail of the hand that left the scratch must be quite sharp, like a knife.

The more you go up, the more traces you leave from scratching your nails, which are densely packed and look particularly oozing.

"Doctor." The fat man walking on the other side suddenly said, "You... come and see here?"

Looking along the position of the fat man's fingers, it was close to the side of the wall, the white wall peeling off very badly, and there were various scratches on it.

Like the wooden handrails, they are all left with nails.

There are also several lines of crooked characters.

"Why are you here?"

"Why don't you listen to me?"

"Don't go up anymore, this is not where the living should come."

"I have warned you."

"Do you want to see me die that way?"

"That's as you wish."

"Hey, in fact, when you see this line of words, you are already dead."

"All stay..."

"Forever...forever with me."

These words were also carved up bit by bit with nails, crooked like a reptile, after a long time, the inside of the head hurts like a needle.

The implied threat and weirdness cannot be described in words.

Another thing that attracted Jiang Cheng's attention was that the positions of these characters were actually more than 2 meters above the ground.

So here comes the problem.

How did the person who wrote these words, or something, do it?

Can fly?

Or... can crawl on a vertical wall like a spider.

Because he knew that one of Fatty's talent skills was brain supplement, Jiang Cheng didn't tell this guess, worrying about frightening him.

Just remind everyone to be vigilant.

The layout of the fourth floor is different from other floors. It is not clear whether it is the relationship between the buildings or what is going on. Everyone always feels that the ceiling of this floor is significantly higher than the previous floors.

Looking up, it was pitch black, as if it could lead to another world.

And the temperature is lower than the previous floor.

If it was cold before, the temperature here has already started to make them tremble.

Even a person like Jiang Cheng who is not very afraid of the cold subconsciously wraps up his clothes.

"It's so cold." Wen Liangshan kept squeezing into the middle of the team, and finally he was glared at by Huai Yi before he calmed down. The half of his face had been completely retracted into his clothes, and the sound he made was very dull, "I Say where we are, is the ghost gate closed?"

"Say more if you can speak, and shut up if you don't!"

Walking slowly along the corridor, the corridor seemed deep and endless, with darkness both front and back, and the sound of footsteps echoed here, giving everyone a sense of desolation that was forgotten by the world.

The rooms on both sides are not like ordinary classrooms or offices.

First of all, the doors are different. They are heavy iron doors with old-fashioned padlocks. Some doors are painted dark green, and some are painted blue.

The door of the room was wider than ordinary doors. Jiang Cheng stopped in front of an iron door. There were no signs on these doors, and the only way of identification was a few marked numbers.

On the right side of the door, the number 9 is painted with bright red dye.

"Room 9." The fat man looked at the bright red number and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Brother Jiang." Huai Yi looked at Jiang Cheng and asked in a low voice, "Is there something wrong with this room?"

Along the way, there were many similar rooms around, without signs, instructions, or indicators.

Except for a heavy iron door that couldn't be opened, and a few figures, there was nothing.

They don't even know what's in it.

Jiang Cheng ignored him ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ but directly took Huai Yi's hand and placed it on the door. In the next second, Huai Yi's face suddenly changed.

cold.

No, it's not, it's not cold, but... chill.

That kind of chill!

Before meeting Jiang Cheng, Huai Yi had experienced some supernatural events, and this kind of chill was caused by those things.

Before Huai Yi could speak, Jiang Cheng said, "This should be the corpse vault of the entire medical school."

"This layer is all?"

Huai Yi was shocked. This is only a medical school, not a professional hospital, or a funeral home morgue, where there are so many dead bodies.

"Of course not, only this one is, and the others... are all fake." After speaking, Jiang Cheng pointed to the position below the door, "We have walked through so many rooms, only this room has no threshold. ."

"Because a professional cart is needed to transport the corpse, it would be inconvenient for the cart to get in and out if there is a threshold." Jiang Cheng pushed the chilling door with his hand, and found that the door was locked. The old chain locks have a cold metal luster on them.

"Help me be vigilant." Jiang Cheng pulled out a black hairpin from his pocket, and then bent the wire inside. She took the hairpin off Yuan Xiaoyi's head. She said that she would keep it as a souvenir.

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