"Vomit ......"

The stomach pouch was churning, and the strong sour and astringent taste came to his throat, Zhang Yujie supported the wall with one hand, bending over and retching at the white porcelain urinal.

The reunion of his classmates after a long absences made his mood even more pleasant, so he began to pour alcohol into his stomach frantically regardless of the amount of alcohol. The liquor filled his stomach pocket, and with every step he took, he could feel something shaking heavily in his belly.

refused the support of others, Zhang Yujie came to the bathroom of Emgrand KTV alone. In the small space, the warm orange light shone brightly, Zhang Yujie's consciousness was groggy, and suddenly, a gust of cold wind penetrated through the gap in the window, which made his excited mood become a little calmer.

"Why did you drink so much ......?"

Zhang Yujie muttered to himself, couldn't help but shiver, he slowly lifted his pants, looking a little embarrassed.

Feeling a little better, Zhang Yujie came to the sink. In the mirror, his thin cheeks were red and feverish, and there was some irritability in his chaotic eyes. He bent down and turned on the faucet, catching a handful of cold water with both hands and rushing towards his cheeks.

Consciousness becomes more awake.

Zhang Yujie raised his head and looked at the light again. Slippery mirror.

In the mirror, I still have a fever on my cheeks and messy hair, presumably as a result of a fight with my classmates.

Well?

Zhang Yujie's pupils shrank suddenly, and his attention suddenly focused on a small patch of red reflected in the mirror.

Deep in the bathroom, outside the wall vents, a small piece of red cloth is slowly floating outside the window. Previously, because of the lighting, I didn't notice it at the first time.

So what is it exactly?

Red plastic bags?

Zhang Yujie's throat moved, swallowing. Swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He deliberately ignored this unnaturalness, and his mood became relaxed. He screwed the faucet on, quickly came to the bathroom door, and twisted the handle violently......

Can't pull!

He began to get flustered, breathing heavily, and continued to work harder, pulling harder and harder on the handle, but the end was still terrifying.

Knock knock!

The sudden knock on the door made Zhang Yujie's body tremble, and he let go of the handle like an electric shock, looking at the immobile door panel in amazement.

"Anyone?"

It turned out that someone was coming.

"Yes! The door won't open! Zhang Yujie's mood was a little excited, and all the alcohol that was stuck in his head dissipated, and he responded loudly.

He had already envisioned the outcome of this matter.

Cries for help reach the ears of outsiders, and enthusiastic guests will seek out waiters to help. When the door is opened, I can go back to the meeting and talk to them about this very oolong thing......

"No one?"

The sound of words outside the door made Zhang Yujie as cold as if he had been doused with cold water, his hands and feet were cold, and then this fear and despair changed into anger.

"I fucking said someone! Are you deaf and didn't hear! ”

"I said someone! Someone! Someone is trapped! ”

……

"What a broken place, the bathroom doesn't open the door."

……

Zhang Yujie's hysterical accusations were not answered, and he almost doubted whether it was a dream or not, so that the chill in his heart swished into his mind, causing him to fear and despair.

The associations of horror stories made him more and more anxious, and the fist that slammed against the door panel was already red, but the pain made him more aware of a sad reality.

Can't open.

Still can't open.

Whew, Whew......

Little by little, the air became hot.

At first, he thought it was an illusion, but when he was sweating profusely, Zhang Yujie realized that this was the real thing.

The body's reaction is not deceiving.

Suddenly, a terrifying possibility occurred in his mind, and he jerked his head and looked in the direction of the vent.

The piece of blood-red cloth floating outside the window seemed to float towards the bathroom with the help of scorching air, Zhang Yujie's body stiffened, standing in place like a sculpture, and watched in amazement as the piece of cloth flexibly burrowed into the room through the gap.

It's just that, at this time, he saw that it was not a piece of cloth at all.

The cloth seemed to have been burned, and the corners showed scorched black marks, and a short body that was also charred black was encased in the cloth.

I don't know why, Zhang Yujie feels that it is a living thing!

The moment he looked at it, he seemed to see the flames in the sky, and the charred black figure helpless in the fire......

Then, as if a match had completely ignited the hot air, he felt something start to burn his skin, and the burning pain forced him to let out a scream......

But the voice was finally cut off by a cursed magic, silently annihilated in the air.

……

"Uncle Hao, what the hell is going on, my classmates are still waiting for me."

Chu Yixin followed "Uncle Hao" towards the depths of the corridor, and there were bursts of complaints from time to time.

was summoned out of the box by the middle-aged man "Uncle Hao", and he was already quite dissatisfied in his heart. After all, a class reunion organized by him that was going well, and an unrelated adult was inexplicably disturbed, which made his tone a little bad at the moment.

The man who was called "Uncle Hao" suddenly stopped, his face was gloomy, and he slowly turned his head and said, "Xiao Chu, go back early today, call your classmates, and go back together." ”

"Why!" Chu Yixin's expression was a little puzzled.

It's just that without waiting for him to continue to ask, Uncle Hao scolded in a more stern voice: "Don't ask why." If you don't want your father to know about your search for a girl from me, you can listen to me honestly! ”

"Hao, Uncle Hao, you know everything......" Chu Yixin's turbulent momentum suddenly died down, he grabbed the back of his head, and looked a little embarrassed.

However, there was not much foreshadowing on the face of the middle-aged man Furui Wubo. He stood still, in the hallway, in the dim light, two people with very different moods.

From the boxes on both sides of the aisle, there was a burst of roaring singing, as if they were welcoming the silent night of impending death.

"Then, Uncle Hao, I'll go back to the box first."

Chu Yixin was stunned in his heart, he greeted tentatively, and when he saw that Uncle Hao didn't say anything, he turned around slowly and walked in the direction of the box.

The moment Chu Yixin turned around, his face suddenly became weird, thinking of the inexplicable threat in the middle-aged man's words just now, and a strange anger arose in his heart.

Xu Hao, this damn old thing......

……

"What are you thinking?"

Fang Ting's voice interrupted Zhuo Xuan's thoughts.

Zhuo Xuan suddenly came back to his senses, looking at a noisy environment, for some reason there was always a strange feeling, and before he knew it, there was a cold sweat behind him.