The darkness and silence of the eerie night, I cautiously walked out of the room, and the terrible thunder "boomed" outside the window.

With the raindrops the size of soybeans lapping on the glass, my uneasy heart couldn't help but be touched.

The layout of this old building is simply incomprehensible, surrounded by uninhabited plain gravel, and withered yellow weeds stand out in the spring season.

It's like a weird and mysterious "no man's land" in the movie.

Although the mobile phone has been confiscated by the doctor, the news of Lao Yan's death still lingers in my heart.

To this day, I really can't figure out what those little devils are studying under the old site of the police station.

However, at the beginning, he and Lao Yan only cared about escaping for their lives in the so-called "man-made 18th layer hell", where did they still take into account the ins and outs of the events of these decades ago.

Looking at the dark corridor in front of me, I swallowed.

This dangerous building seems to be small in size, but it seems to be surprisingly large inside, and a simple escape map hangs in each ward, marking the direction of the floor.

My coordinates at this time should be on the third floor, the dean's office is on the second floor, and the little girl who gave me a physical examination in the afternoon should be on the fourth floor in the doctor's office.

I shudder at the thought of what might almost be called a terrible torture not long ago.

She looked harmless, wearing a loose white lab coat and a pineapple-flavored lollipop in her mouth.

But the behavior is outrageous, almost a complete "perversion".

"Whew... TM's, I can't imagine that in my lifetime, I would let a little girl be bullied like this. ”

I sighed coldly, and I couldn't help but feel a little sour in my heart, but now the top priority is to get my phone back immediately and find a way to get out of here.

I crept against the wall, a little bit of footsteps, and there was no one in the silent corridor.

The chandelier, which was almost dead in the dusk, hung overhead.

Shake from side to side, as if it will fall off at any moment.

The road to the fourth floor seemed a bit long, and the quiet corridor was punctuated by thunder and lightning flickering through the window.

The violent rain crashed against the windows, "creaking" and making a loud noise.

At this time, it was already about one o'clock in the middle of the night, and in the words of Wu Laogou, it was the ghost door of the underworld that was wide open, and I didn't dare to delay for a moment.

After all, in some places, the yin qi is even heavier than the underground tombs, such as hospitals and funeral parlors.

And the precarious high-rise building in front of you seems to have been transformed into a mental hospital decades ago.

Even the lack of white ash on the walls revealed stains of blood and strange characters.

I really can't imagine at this moment, and I don't have the heart to speculate about what the predecessor of this mental hospital building was used for.

The pace under his feet was much faster while thinking, and in a blink of an eye, he had come to the intersection leading to the stairs.

Gradually, he turned around and found that there was no one behind him, so he relieved himself and boldly stepped on the stone steps.

In order not to make a sound, I walked on the ground almost barefoot, the biting cold running down the surface of my feet and reaching my nerves.

It was as if even the soul couldn't help but shudder, the time here after midnight was almost dead silent, and there was no sound in the entire floor.

"TM, it's a place for the mentally ill, and there's not even a watchman at night."

I muttered to myself and kept my head down, my pace gradually accelerating, but I didn't have to wait more than two seconds.

But I heard a strange and terrible cry overhead.

"Woooooo Whining. ”

The voice was bleak and miserable, like a poor woman secretly crying at night when no one was around.

I chuckled in my heart, thinking that I was really afraid of something.

Gradually raised his head, but found that at the intersection of the fourth floor, there was a woman in a red robe standing.

She retreated into the darkness so that I couldn't see her face clearly, and I felt a little timid in my heart.

But when I thought of so many years of life and death, and Lao Yan's curse on me before he died, I suddenly became energetic.

"The wind and waves have come over, and I can still be frightened by these little puppets in front of me."

I puffed up my chest and stepped a little bit on the staircase steps that had fallen straight down the cement ash to climb the rock.

"In the middle of the night, someone pretends to be a ghost."

I preemptively opened my mouth to let out a loud shout, but I never thought that the red-robed woman in front of me was actually trembling with fright, and then suddenly ran towards the fifth floor.

The high heels stomping on the ground made a crisp footstep sound, "pop, pop...".

I just wanted to catch up, but I couldn't help but think that this is a mental hospital, isn't it normal for two mentally ill people to pretend to be ghosts?

Immediately dispelling such a stupid idea, he turned his legs and headed towards the corridor on the fourth floor.

The exact same map as in the ward, posted on the white wall, but it was different from what I saw at the beginning.

On the map in front of me, there is a line of small letters written in black handwriting.

"Never look in the mirror."

I felt a little inexplicable.

"What do you mean, Lao Tzu is not a woman, nothing to look in the mirror."

It's just that this sentence appeared too suddenly, and with the terrifying words that often appear in movie shots, I didn't pay much attention to it.

It may be that these mentally ill people are idle and bored, and they always want to make some "tricky" bad taste.

As the minutes passed, the pace of the feet gradually increased after a short pause.

Until a white wooden door with glass came into view, with a few large characters clearly written on it.

"Physician's office."

"TM, I almost didn't torture Lao Tzu half to death during the day, and tonight it's your turn to die without a place to bury."

A hideous evil smile appeared on my face, and I really never seemed to miss a trick when it came to "tricks".

I only remember when I was a child in the deep courtyard, facing those children who were a little older than me and often bullied me, I was always angry and stomped my feet.

In the middle of the night, they often catch some small things such as frogs and caterpillars and sneak them into their crotches.

Waiting for the loud screams coming from the deep courtyard the next day, I secretly hid in the corner and couldn't help laughing.

Returning to reality, I cautiously walked into the room, and immediately stuck my head out to look at the gloomy corridor on either side.

It wasn't until he was sure that there was really no one that he turned around and quietly closed the door.

But when he raised his head, the cold sweat that flowed out couldn't help but soak through the white hospital gown on his body all of a sudden.

"You..., how could it be."

I was so frightened that I felt a chill down my spine, and I couldn't help but feel a little frightened when I looked at the white figure in front of me with his back to me.

Although her delicate figure still showed seductive curves in the dark, it was late at night.

This guy doesn't go to sleep, but quietly turns his back to me in the office and doesn't move, which is really uncalming.

"TM, I'm a big man and I'm afraid you won't be able to do it."

I snorted coldly, and instantly took out the posture of a fish dying and breaking the net, after all, I only had three months left in my life.

Although the cancer cells have not spread to the whole body at the moment, there is no cure for it.

In this desperate environment, what else is Lao Tzu to be afraid of?

I took a steady step and showed off the martial arts skills that I had learned outside for so many years.

Looking in all directions, she locked up everything she could break free.

Even now that I've figured out how to carry out my revenge plan after I catch her, I'll cut off a piece of her hair and tickle her feet like crazy.

Let her taste what was inflicted on me yesterday morning.

I snorted coldly, seeing that she was still unmoved.

Then Shi spread out his body like a hungry tiger and flew up.

But what I didn't expect in the next second was that the sight in front of me almost didn't scare me half to death.

Her black hair and hair accessories that resemble a Shanghai Tang girl from the 60s and 70s stand out in the back, and they almost become my mark of identification.

The loose doctor's white robe was worn on her, and it always looked so incongruous.

It's like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, wearing this once flourishing cheongsam, dressed enchanting but pure and beautiful.

But when I used the weight of my body to crush her to the ground, a hideous skeletal face under my hair suddenly fell into my arms.

Half of her face was closed and slightly open, like a girl exuding youthful vitality, and the other half was white and sparkling, without any flesh and blood.