Pan Juncheng's words made Xiao Chu's heart extremely cold, and in his trembling eyes, even the surrounding environment seemed to become more weird. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info it seems that there are always some unclean things, always hidden in the dark looking at themselves.

"You should be in the dorm right now!"

On the phone, Pan Juncheng's voice came inquiring. Hearing this, Xiao Chu just nodded numbly and said, "That's right."

"If I were you, I'd be running away from that horrible place right away."

Sun Haiyang's suggestion-like voice also sounded.

"Okay!"

Under Sun Haiyang's reminder, Xiao Chu reacted. He jerked over the quilt and got up from the bed. As if desperate, he began to prepare to run for his life. However, in the end, Pan Juncheng's last voice rang out.

"By the way, Xiao Chu, remember not to turn off your phone, we only got through after a night today! If we're thinking of a good idea, we'll call you. ”

After speaking, Pan Juncheng hung up the phone!

Honk!

There was an end tone on the phone, but under Pan Juncheng's reminder, he suddenly remembered something. His phone, why is it on!

Because they were afraid that some phone call would wake them up in the middle of the night, Xiao Chu and Zhang Liang turned off their mobile phones before they went to sleep. But at two o'clock in the morning, the moment Xiao Chu really woke up, he didn't remember that he had turned on his mobile phone.

As if in response to Xiao Chu's thoughts, he found that on the screen of his mobile phone, a looming bloody handprint was lying across it.

Although Xiao Chu's hands were also stained with Zhang Liang's blood, he understood that the bloody handprint was definitely not his own. Because he is now holding the mobile phone with his right hand, and the clear bloody handprint is obviously only possible with the left hand.

"It's definitely my own handprint, it's just that I forgot when I changed hands. Or, maybe it's Zhang Liang! Wait, how can it be Zhang Liang's, it's definitely my own. ”

Under that trembling body, Xiao Chu kept comforting himself and finding the reason for the bloody handprint. But... But he never forgot the phone that he didn't know who opened it.

And in this dark night, Xiao Chu suddenly found that a terrifying scene was reflected on his mobile phone. I saw a ghost of fear vaguely printed on the mobile phone screen.

Even if he didn't have to look back, he knew that behind him, the unknown ghost thing had already begun to come looking for him. He could even feel the chilling chill.

Yes!

With a terrifying scream, Xiao Chu ran outside the dormitory like crazy. On the ground, because of the bloody shower, it looked very slippery, and in this slippery touch, the sounds that made people sore also resounded in Xiao Chu's ears. However, the only thing that made him thankful was that the ghost did not chase after him.

However, when he came to the gate and opened it, his heart was extremely cold again. A sense of fear gradually occupied Xiao Chu's entire heart.

Because, when he opened the door, it was still a dark and terrifying environment, but it still couldn't stop Xiao Chu's sight, so that he could clearly understand. Isn't that the same room where you are now? Even inside, Zhang Liang's corpses were distributed throughout the room without exception.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At the same time, the terrifying footsteps of the ghost behind him also sounded. The figure continued to approach, Xiao Chu didn't dare to look back, he still couldn't reduce it, even half a point of fear in his heart.

A cold hand, through his shoulder, touched Xiao Chu's eyes. It was a bloodstained hand that smelled like it was in the dark. Then Xiao Chu's world fell into a black screen forever...

............

Inside the hotel...

It's still that room, and neither Pan Juncheng nor Sun Haiyang have slept yet. In fact, they couldn't sleep either.

Picking up the teacup placed next to him, Pan Juncheng took a sip of water and said, "I don't know how Xiao Chu is now!"

Next to him, Sun Haiyang could only shake his head helplessly, and once again extinguished the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray, and then he said slowly: "I hope he can survive!"

There's a concern about being a friend, but it's more... Wish. Because if Xiao Chu survives this time, it will be the best news for them.

Looking at the time, it was only half past two, and it was only half an hour since they got through on the phone.

"By the way, what do you think of what Xiao Chu encountered."

At this time, Pan Juncheng suddenly raised his head, looked at Sun Haiyang and said.

"What can you think? It's just that maybe in Xiao Chu's last dream, while he was dreaming, his body moved on its own, and..."

Sun Haiyang didn't continue to say, because the next words, even if they didn't need to say it, they all understood. In the end, Pan Juncheng could only nod and said.

"It's like sleepwalking!"

"That's right, only Xiao Chu's sleepwalking is carried out at the same time as the dream."

At this point, it seems that this is the only way to make sense. After a moment of silence, Pan Juncheng said again.

"But why did the ghost who imitated "Xiao Chu" do this. If you want to kill someone, even in the real world, it's easy! ”

"What if the ghost just treats this as a game?"

Sun Haiyang's words silenced Pan Juncheng. In fact, he didn't notice it. It's just that he doesn't want to believe it, they... Maybe in the eyes of the ghost, it's just a toy for after-dinner pastime!

Everyone fell silent, perhaps, in the eyes of the ghost, they were just such a simple pastime.

However, for them, the only thing to be thankful for is that after Pan Juncheng finished dreaming, Xiao Chu was still alive. As for Zhang Liang, I'm afraid most of the same.

Although it does not mean that Xiao Chu can survive, it still shows one thing, the deceased... Indeed, it can be predicted in advance through Pan Juncheng's dream.

Afterwards, neither of them spoke, and of course they didn't sleep, but they just helped Xiao Chu think of a way to get out together. However, what they may not know is that now Xiao Chu is dead.

It wasn't until half past three in the morning, but they still hadn't thought of anything good. But in the end, Pan Juncheng still made a phone call and went out.

Honk!

Accompanied by a long tone, there was a cacophony of voices from the phone.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Chu..."

The two of them said to their phones at the same time. However, before they could finish their words, they were interrupted by a terrifying voice on the other side of the phone.

"There comes a time, it's going to be yours!"