Nightmare Attack

The few people didn't communicate too much. Yuan Xiaoyi said that after finding the eyeballs, leave as soon as possible. Meng Yumian will show up when it is too late.

But they would not have thought that just after they left the equipment room, a gust of cloudy wind blew in the room, and the wind blew the corner of the wall paper to rustle.

Revealing a gray face in the mirror behind.

After Jiang Cheng came out, they separated according to the original plan. Jiang Cheng walked alone in the rain, and he never thought that he could avoid Meng Yumian.

If you can get in touch with Meng Yumian as soon as possible, you might find a way out of her. In that case, you can end the mission early, and Fat Huaiyi will have a better chance of surviving.

Jiang Cheng has always been skeptical of the high-profile speculation, and it is somewhat arbitrary to judge life and death simply by choosing the left and right eyes.

This is not like the style of nightmare missions.

Jiang Cheng thought while walking in the direction of the grove. He wouldn't stand still in one position, he had to move. In his opinion, the playground was the best place, which was conducive to observation.

He is not the only one who thinks this way, there is another person who has similar thinking.

Wang Qi.

The place he chose was the clock tower.

There is a commanding height, overlooking the entire playground, but at the same time, it is also what the military strategists call a dead place. Once he is targeted, he has no chance to escape.

So he, like himself, was not prepared to escape.

He didn't regard himself as a prey either.

He is a hunter.

The rain curtain blocked the line of sight, and even Jiang Cheng didn't notice. About 10 meters away on his left hand, there was an inconspicuous tree with a crooked neck.

And behind the tree, hiding a pair of eyes, staring at him.

Waiting for Jiang Cheng's back to disappear behind the rain, the figure behind the tree could not wait to jump out, and then quickly ran towards the equipment room.

The equipment room is divided into two floors, with stairs inside and outside, Gao Yan quickly walked to the second floor along the stairs outside.

The door on the second floor is a very old wooden door with pits and pits on it. The shaft of the door was soaked by rain. It didn't take much effort before it was opened by saying.

There was a musty smell on the face.

Gao Yan doesn't care about this. In his opinion, there is no safer place than the equipment room.

This is called darkness under the lights. Meng Yumian was locked here at the time. She must have never imagined that someone would dare to hide here.

After a brief inspection, I found an inconspicuous corner, Gao Yan opened a piece of plastic sheet, and found that underneath was an iron shelf, which was empty inside, and the space was relatively spacious.

He couldn't help but squatted, and immediately squatted down and got in.

Hey, the size is just right.

It's like tailor-made for him.

Immediately afterwards, he immediately put down the plastic sheet rolled up outside and spread it all the way to the ground, thus completely sealing himself up.

After thinking about it, he quietly dug a small hole in the plastic sheet, through which he could observe the outside.

Now foolproof...

Settling down, Gao Yan took a long sigh of relief, and he couldn't help thinking about a question, where exactly would the red-robed ghost Meng Yumian appear first.

The small forest was the place where she died. According to his experience, the probability of ghosts appearing at the place of death is the greatest, and her obsession may be hidden there.

I just don't know which hapless guy will choose to hide there, I'm afraid he will be the first to find him.

"Noisy—"

While Gao Yan was worrying about others, a slight voice suddenly came from my ear, as if...a piece of paper was torn apart.

"Noisy—"

"Noisy—"

......

At first he thought it was the wind blowing, but soon he stopped thinking about it, because the sound had a very special rhythm.

He couldn't describe it either, it was like something was squeezing it out desperately, and then there were many sheets of paper on his body, and the sound of the paper being torn apart.

"Boom."

The floor trembled slightly.

"Boom."

Soon after, it was the second sound.

Gao Yan now heard clearly, it was the sound of one foot landing, very heavy and heavy, like wearing a pair of heavy boots.

The voice came from downstairs.

Right under his feet!

Connecting these, Gao Yan's face suddenly turned pale, and such a scene could not stop appearing in his mind.

A female ghost in red struggled to get out of the mirror. Because there was a layer of paper pasted on the mirror, she tore the paper to pieces while struggling.

Then first stepped out one foot, then another.

As if responding to Gao Yan's speculation, the thing downstairs began to move.

"Boom."

"Boom."

......

It was twice as loud as the sound just now, and Gao Yan could imagine that this should be a female ghost jumping.

She doesn't rely on walking, she actually moves forward like a zombie in the movie!

Damn, Gao Yan's mouth twitched, and a cold sigh came from the back of his head. Who would have thought that this ghost actually got out of the mirror in the equipment room!

Gao Yan recalled his cleverness not long ago, stretched out his hand, and wanted to give himself a mouth backhand.

But he didn't, not that he didn't want to, but he didn't dare, he was worried that he would make a sound and be discovered by the female ghost.

Hold your breath, retract your feet high, lower your head, hold your knees with both hands, and shrink the whole person into a small ball.

If possible, he wants to find a seam to drill in.

"Can't see me, can't see me, the place where I hide is very hidden, she can't find me, can't find me..." Gao Yan worshipped all the gods and Buddhas who remembered their names in his heart. I never felt so humble.

But... it seems to be really useful.

With the sound of opening the door, the beating sound of "dongdong" gradually disappeared, as if it was heading towards the playground, and finally disappeared in the rain.

"Huh—" Gao Yan let out a long breath, and slowly moved his legs, ready to get up and change places.

After all, this is the birthplace of the ghost. Who knows if there will be any moths~www.wuxiamtl.com~ When he thinks of the mirror downstairs, his calf tends to become muscular.

"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time." He slowly changed his position, but when he had reached out his hand and wanted to lift the plastic sheet in front of him, as if he felt something in his heart, he decided to be safer.

So he moved his face up slowly, and looked outside through the small hole he had cut before.

It was dark outside, and everything was left with only a dark black outline. When his gaze swept to the right, Gao Yan couldn't help frowning.

When he came in, he briefly checked the neighborhood. If I remember correctly, there are some used equipment, tables and chairs, which are placed very flat and not too tall.

But at the moment there is a large vase standing on the equipment.

With a flash of lightning passing by, bringing a moment of light to the dark room, the pupils of Gao Yan slowly enlarged, and in the next second, they suddenly shrank into a slit.

It was not a vase at all, but two pale legs joined together, along the broken corners of the bright red skirt, there was still water dripping down continuously.

There was a person standing on that old table.