Chapter 8: Dead End
"You can't escape!"
Hearing this voice, Zhou Shi was so frightened that he hung up his phone on the spot. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info still, this still can't reduce even half a minute, the fear in my heart.
The outgoing call was Pan Juncheng's, and the one who answered the phone... But it was another terrifying voice, I don't know why, he never doubted the authenticity of this voice, the "person" who said that sentence would definitely come to him, it was only a matter of time.
Of course, he didn't know that the situation encountered by Pan Juncheng on the other side of the phone was not much different from him, but that didn't matter anymore. Importantly, what exactly should he do now?
Alarm!
Almost subconsciously, Zhou Shi was very unnatural in his heart, so this idea came to his mind. But how do you report it, just say that after you went to that empty house, you were targeted by something unclean that didn't exist in the empty house? It is estimated that when he said this, the police uncle had already helped him dial 120 for himself.
Turning around in a daze, anyway, let's go back to the dormitory first, there are so many people, it always helps him a little. However, the moment he raised his head, he was shocked to find that all around... At some point, it was completely silent.
The time has not yet reached the moment when the door closes, but the people around are very cooperative, and they all turn off the lights and close the door at the same time. Or rather, here... In the true sense of the word, it has become an empty city that is uninhabited!
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Like Zhou Shi, Pan Juncheng naturally didn't know what happened to Zhou Shi on the other side, but he, like Zhou Shi, did the same thing, that is, hung up the phone.
However, this still can't change his completely soaked back.
"This must be that stinky stone prank, yes, it must be!"
With this comforting thought, Pan Juncheng calmed down his heartbeat. Walking out of the living room, he came outside. At this time, Pan Yuefang, who was holding a large pile of vegetables, was about to walk to the kitchen.
"Mom, I'll get it!"
In three steps and two clicks, Pan Juncheng came to his mother's side and snatched the big bag of vegetables in his hand. The vegetables are not heavy or light, and they are about a dozen catties. After all, although there is such a big bag, the vegetables are not very weighed, and of course they cannot be heavy.
At this time, Pan Juncheng's side, Pan Yuefang looked at Pan Juncheng with a little kind smile and said, "Bastard boy, don't come early or late, but wait until I get to the kitchen door, you don't remember."
Hearing this, Pan Juncheng could only smile, and then the two of them walked in with steps.
Compared to the tedious cooking process in the countryside, everything here is much cleaner and tidy, with no annoying firewood stuffed into the entire kitchen, and no firewood to pass off as natural natural gas. So speaking of which, Pan Juncheng can not help much.
So in the end, what Pan Juncheng can help is only to cut vegetables, wash vegetables or something. Then, his mother Pan Yuefang picked up a spatula to process the cut vegetables, and as for Pan Juncheng, he could only stand by and watch his mother's movements to learn the craft.
It wasn't until Pan Yuefang had completed all the crafts that he wittily took out a basin of water, pulled the face cloth hanging on the side into it, and then continued to walk towards Pan Yuefang.
As for why he did this, of course, it was because after Pan Yuefang completed the task, his forehead was already soaked with sweat.
When he came to Pan Yuefang's side, Pan Juncheng couldn't help but squeeze out a smile and said, "Come, Mom, you've worked hard, wash your face!"
"It's still my family Juncheng who is obedient."
As she said, Pan Yuefang also said with a smile, and after she finished speaking, she turned around. Of course, she wouldn't be polite to Pan Juncheng, so she twisted up the cloth towel and wiped her face.
After everything was done, she looked at Pan Juncheng again and said, "Juncheng, go and clean up the table first!"
"Okay, I'll go right away."
Hearing this, almost subconsciously, this sentence popped out of Pan Juncheng's mouth. Then he ran to the hall outside the kitchen.
When Pan Juncheng cleaned up the rules, his mother had already walked into the hall with plates of steaming dishes, and put the dishes away. Pan Juncheng sat down on the chair and ate.
Pan Juncheng's father came back late every day because of his work, so naturally he didn't have to wait. However, in Pan Juncheng's memory, this is already something that he has long been accustomed to.
After Pan Juncheng filled his stomach, he looked at the time, and before he knew it, it was already more than nine o'clock.
Slapping the chopsticks on the table casually, Pan Juncheng said, "Okay, Mom, I'm full."
After saying that, without waiting for his mother to reply, he sat up and ran to the bathroom to take a shower. Pan Juncheng has no habit of watching TV, and in his opinion, waiting for the infinitely stretched advertisement is simply a waste of time. Therefore, after taking a bath, Pan Juncheng went directly back to his room.
However, Pan Juncheng did not go to sleep directly, but flipped out his mobile phone and read the novel. He wasn't going to sneak out tonight, because the phone call in the living room had kept him feeling a little weak. In this case, compared to passing the time online, he is even more reluctant to continue on the dark road.
In the dark, time always flies quickly, Pan Juncheng doesn't know what time it is, he only knows that he is already a little sleepy. Unconsciously, Pan Juncheng slowly closed his eyes.
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Night... The deep, silent black is like a bottomless pit, devouring everything around it. Over here... I don't know what unknown intersection it is, and it's pitch black all around. This boundless darkness seems to illustrate a fact.
Over here... It's an uninhabited empty city!
There seemed to be something guiding Pan Juncheng in the dark, making him look towards the middle of the crossroads. At this glance, he found that in the thick of the night, there was a vague figure lying inside.
That... What is it?
Pan Juncheng always felt that something was wrong, so he was always reluctant to continue to approach. However, the intersection was still inexplicable, and he slid towards Pan Juncheng.
Gradually, getting closer, Pan Juncheng finally saw the figure lying there...
"Beam... Liang Yu...! ”
However, it was not so much lying there as being flattened by something. Liang Yu, who was lying there at this time, was simply an out-and-out corpse.
trembling and taking a few steps backwards, it wasn't until he hit the red light behind him that Pan Juncheng's body suddenly stopped uncontrollably.
"Brother... Elder brother! ”
The next moment, a voice that seemed to come from hell suddenly sounded, and Pan Juncheng suddenly found that in the middle of the crossroads, a little girl was slowly moving towards him... Walked over.
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