In the cramped room, on either side of the wall, there were two tiers of iron-framed beds, leaving a wide space in the middle that was barely enough for three people to stand side by side, but long enough to stand for five or six people.

In such an open space, almost nothing can be done, but at this time, there are people who keep circling around this small open space, muttering something strange in their mouths.

It wasn't loud, but it was like an annoying fly, flying around the place, making people upset and dizzy.

However, even so, no one made a sound on the two beds standing against the wall, but they all lay motionless on the bed as if they were asleep.

If that's all there is, maybe it's nothing, and the point is that there is no snoring in the room, except for the small and weird murmurs.

According to the camera in the corner of the ceiling of the room, the angle of view was rotated, and the picture was magnified, and it was soon found that there was liquid on one of the beds, flowing down the bed frame, as if controlled by an invisible force, and after landing, it still flowed in a straight line, towards the middle of the clearing, or the feet of the people who circled it.

Although the room was dimly lit, if you looked closely, you could still see that the liquid was bright red, like blood.

There was more and more blood, so much that there was even the sound of running water.

They flow down from the beds on either side, converge together, and finally converge at the feet of the man who circles around, following in his footsteps, constantly filling the ground with an invisible pattern.

There was the sound of the iron lock colliding with the iron door outside, and the sound of the rattle was audible, and the people who came were very anxious.

Then there was a rush of footsteps, and it was evident that there were many people coming, at least one squad; That's five people.

However, the people who circled around still closed their eyes and kept walking and circling.

Filled with blood, the pattern under his feet became clearer and more complete.

"Liu Daqing!!"

When the people outside came to the door of 303, a prison guard looked inside through the narrow door and window, and called out the name of the person who circled with a stern reprimand, the middle-aged strong man named Liu Daqing opened his eyes suddenly, stopped the pace of the circle, stood in the center of the pattern that had been fully displayed, and stomped his feet heavily.

It's just a small space, but it makes a continuous echo.

"Please descend the power of the Bloody Hell Heavenless Killing Old Master to come to me!"

He shouted three times in quick succession, and when the prison guard outside the door finally opened the door, one of his eyes was quickly filled with blood, and the muscles on his body swelled, and his body grew more than a circle, making the sound of cracking the prison uniform that he was originally wearing continuously.

The prison guard, who had already stepped into the room and was stretching out his hand to catch Liu Daqing, was almost stunned by this strange scene, he probably never thought that a good person would become hideous after shouting three inexplicable words, and the whole person began to swell.

He was aware of the danger, but he didn't have time to retract his hand.

At the moment of change, Liu Daqing had already grabbed the hand stretched out by the prison guard, and pulled it forward violently, and the prison guard involuntarily rushed towards Liu Daqing under the force.

However, before he could resist, he only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and several prison guards who were still standing at the door saw a bloody hand that penetrated his back and was exposed.

A heart that was still steaming and faintly beating was grasped in his hand.

Everyone was stunned, watching Liu Daqing push the prison guard who had lost his heart away, stuffed the steaming heart into his mouth, stained his blood-red face, and showed a weird smile......

Suddenly, the sound of sirens sounded in the sky......

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As the night passed, amid the noisy birdsong, the tents in the camp were opened one by one.

A group of teenage students yawned, rubbed their eyes, and greeted each other as they emerged from their tents.

After a while, the crisp birdsong was mixed with the noise of boys and girls, and the camp became lively.

Everyone brought toothpaste, toothbrushes and other cleaning supplies, and then went to the valley stream to brush their teeth and wash their faces.

When they arrived at the stream, a group of people inevitably caused some contradictions, mixed with the sound of girls complaining and the dissatisfied humming of boys.

Some villagers who entered the mountain early in the morning passed by here, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but stop, standing in place and watching, as if they were also recalling their beautiful childhood.

Song Jianqiu naturally won't mess around like these children.

Although after some events yesterday, her relationship with many girls in the class has improved a lot, but as a mature person, she is not bored enough to really mingle with a group of minors.

Especially playing the kind of boring game where you splash me and I splash you.

Without being disturbed, she quickly finished washing, then took a towel, cup and toothbrush, and walked back, on the way, she asked in a low voice, "Sister Xiaoyun, what do you want to eat for breakfast later?" ”

"Just give me some meat." Tang Xiaoyun still turned into a spider, lying in the hair on Song Jianqiu's back, and he could see the situation behind Song Jianqiu through the gaps in his hair.

After answering Song Jianqiu's inquiry, she suddenly reminded: "Be careful! ”

Before the words fell, Song Jianqiu had already sensed that there was a strong wind behind him, and hurriedly turned his head, feeling that the strong wind passed from one side, and then snapped and smashed on the ground in front of him.

Song Jianqiu glanced at it and found that it was a mess of mud, which was probably dug up from the creek.

Of course, this is not the key, the key is who threw it.

She turned her head and looked at the people behind her.

Girls will definitely not do such tasteless things, and only boys will be so naughty.

"It was the little fat man who threw it!" Tang Xiaoyun, who was lying behind Song Jianqiu, saw it clearly, and immediately informed Song Jianqiu of the culprit, and at the same time as she reminded her, several girls who witnessed the whole thing also shouted and shouted: "It was Wang Tao who threw it!" ”

"Wang Tao! You almost hit Song Jianqiu! ”

"What a big mess of mud! If it really hits, Song Jianqiu's clothes will be finished! ”

"Tell Mr. Wang to go!"

Before Song Jianqiu could speak, several girls had already chattered a lot, which made Wang Tao beg for mercy again and again, but then saw that the effect was not great, and in the end he could only look at Song Jianqiu, who almost became a victim.

Song Jianqiu looked blank, just stood in place, looking at Wang Tao, until he couldn't stand the other party, and lowered his head with guilt, then he withdrew his gaze, turned around and continued to walk in the direction of the camp.

Just as she turned her back, she heard a small voice behind her.

"Shhhh What's the big deal! ”

This unconvincing complaint made Song Jianqiu feel a strange feeling in her heart, this kind of child's contradictory feeling really made her feel nostalgic and novel.

Her heart is really old.

Ask for collections, ask for tickets~~~~Ahhhh

(End of chapter)