The cold sweat on his face dripped wildly, and it was still dark in front of him, and Da Zhuang sat on the ground with his ass.

Since there is no end, what else is there to run, stupidly wasting physical strength in vain.

"It must have been an illusion. Don't panic when you encounter illusions, you must calm down and investigate and study, only if you break the illusion first. Although I didn't open the writing wheel, my heart is very big, and I can see through many things!"

Da Zhuang no longer ran away like a wasp, but chose to sit upright, holding his breath and concentrating, his breath gradually stabilized, and his body sat upright.

Imitating the classic gestures in "Ninja in Fire Clothes", his hands are in one place, his fingers are crossed, and he scolds in a low voice.

"Mirror flowers, solution~"

There was silence in the darkness, not even the slightest sound of the wind.

Da Zhuang blinked, gasped heavily, covered his chest with one hand, extremely uncomfortable, like a patient with a heart attack, his eyes closed, and he fell to the ground.

"I should have known that anime is all about deception!"

Da Zhuang lay flat on the ground, as if he had given up on a struggling pig, and even if the butcher had already wiped the knife on his neck, he was determined not to open his eyes to take a look.

In the early Hong Kong ghost movies, it is often seen that the male pig's feet make the ghost temporarily lose its target by holding his breath, so he escapes the catastrophe, so Da Zhuang secretly fights in his heart The idea of pretending to be dead is also the same.

This is an example of this: standing still lives longer than loving exercise.

Hehe......

Although Da Zhuang longed in his heart that this theory was the absolute truth, he still couldn't stop the footsteps and breathing sound that were getting closer and closer.

Knock knock knock ~ 吭哧吭哧~

The sound of cattle-like wheezing gradually came, and Da Zhuang, who closed his eyes and faked his death, only felt that his breathing was becoming more and more difficult, fortunately in the dark, otherwise his face would not know what to look like if it was red and swollen.

It must be like an old pumpkin.

With a snap, he received a blow to the head, and it hurt hotly. It's like someone is smashing their head and trying to open it to see what's inside. Is it tofu dregs?

Then, another blow to the shoulder, the force was even more violent.

"The other party is testing, it can't be sure if it's really hanging!Hehe~ Hold on, this is the highlight of the battle of wits and courage, and the chain must not be dropped at a critical time. ”

Da Zhuang felt that the ghosts were really imbeciles, and wanted to force himself to open his eyes and look at it through some physical humiliation, and then use its terrifying appearance to scare himself to death.

It's a pity that Da Zhuang was not fooled at all. Death by fright causes the heart to constrict, and the scars are not visible from the outside, making it difficult to find the killer. This method is also a common means for criminals to create a death scene and get rid of suspicion.

Even ordinary police officers will decisively decide: "Oh, this person is scared to death, exclude him from killing!"

It's just that if his glorious life ends up with a result of being scared to death, Da Zhuang will feel very dissatisfied and die a brilliant death. He would rather be tortured all the time, scarred all over his body, in pain to death.

I don't want to let the old man in this ward be at peace, I must create a scene of deliberate murder, let the police arrest you, even if it can't be achieved in this world, go to the underworld, and let Lord Yama judge you.

In just a moment, Da Zhuang closed his eyes, and his thoughts were like galloping wild horses galloping on the boundless prairie, and he could never get them back.

Syllable~

A loud slap and another blow to the face. Da Zhuang's heart began to feel relieved, and the ghost thing finally responded to his "non-violent non-cooperation".

"Come on, kill me!Look at grandpa, do I hum a word!?"

"Da Zhuang, you can't get up, why are you lying down, come over and help!"

Isn't that a no-brainer?

Da Zhuang slowly opened his eyes and rubbed them, only to find that he was lying on bed No. 1 in the ward, curled up like a slaughtered duck.

The lamp above my head was still shaking, and I was very dizzy after staring at it for a long time, and my eyes were so uncomfortable that I wanted to cry.

And there was a person standing next to him, tall and big, it was his friend Mo Yifu who came together, but how he looked at himself like he was brain-dead.

"Annoying, what happened to me just now, why are you here, everything is done?"

"It's over, I'm going to call you to go together, but you don't react at all. ”

Mo Yifu sat next to Da Zhuang and patted his face.

"Are you a little sober? I just came in to see you lying on the bed, snoring. You're so bold, there's a corpse sleeping next to you, haven't you noticed?"

Da Zhuang glanced at the bed inside, it was empty, even the sheets were placed neatly, it didn't look like someone had slept at all.

"Where's the man? The old man called me in just now!"

Mo Yi glanced inside and smiled mysteriously. "There's no old man. ”

Da Zhuang scratched his hair, wondering in his heart, standing up and looking around, especially under the bed, he could generally find something.

He glanced under the bed, but it was empty.

Pouting his ass and observing upside down, there was still no one under the bed, and there were no ghosts.

"Strange, what about the old man just now?"

Just then, an answer came from the door.

"Young man, are you looking for me, the old man? Hehe, I'm behind you!"

Da Zhuang turned around, still hanging his head under his crotch, and looked in the direction of the door.

The familiar old face was looking at him upside down, his smile still grim, his blue and white eyes flickering, like the brightest star in the night sky.

Da Zhuang shivered, trying to turn his head back, his head was bloodshot, and his eyes were swollen terribly.

The old man crept closer again, his head hanging upside down.

One dodged and disappeared.

"Ahh......h Annoying, there's a ghost behind you! Aren't you a master, it's been following you~ Hurry up and pull me up, I seem to have cramps. ”

Mo Yifu pulled Da Zhuang up, helped him massage his neck, and turned his body over.

"Da Zhuang, are you feeling better? Do you see that there are ghosts behind me?"

Twisting his neck in a big way, he can finally face it, and the feeling of hanging upside down just now is really uncomfortable.

"It's annoying, this hellish place, let's hurry up!"

As he spoke, Da Zhuang looked behind Mo Yifu.

"Nothing, what do you want me to see?"

"Hey, isn't there anybody?"

Then I saw a "bang" behind Mo Yian, and an old man appeared, lying on his body obediently.

Da Zhuang blinked his eyes and saw a pair of blue and white eyes flickering......

"Hehe~ young man, are you still looking for me, do you want me to lie on your back?"

"Ahh......h You old and immortal old ghost, you dare to come out and scare me! Kill your old turtle grandson~~"

Da Zhuang jumped up, his mouth was spraying spittle, his nose was wrinkled, his eyes were very wide, his whole face was full of great courage, and he was about to greet the old man's head with both hands.