In the quiet and secluded corridor, Li Shuangmu, Bei Dao, Wang Ning and others stood blankly, and six pairs of eyes looked at the pile of corpses on the ground in a daze. No one spoke, just held their breath and stared, as if they had seen the most terrible thing in time.

However, the so-called silence is meant to be broken. It's as if the silence of this world is finally interrupted by the "outsiders". Zeng Fei, who was half drenched in blood, looked at a pair of wide-eyed eyes on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Such as ...... If these are true, then ...... Who are we? ”

These people have also had extraordinary experiences and strengths, and it is difficult to shake their minds when they are idle. But what is it that makes them frightened and inexplicable at a glance?

The answer is, their own corpses!!

What was piled up on the ground was the corpses of Zeng Fei, Li Shuangmu and others, as well as the six people of the 1237 class, including Bai Lu. "Zeng Fei" died of a bullet in the center of his eyebrows. "Li Shuangmu" died with a sword in the heart. "Wang Ning" died of a broken throat. The body of "Lu Xialeng" was intact, and the cause of death could not be seen. The "White Kill" died and the claws tore apart, and the body was torn in half. And "Yin Kuang" - as expected, was crushed, because he didn't see Yin Kuang, only the flesh, bones and internal organs in one place.

"They" all died from their own skills or weapons.

And the weirdest thing is that they are standing at the moment, looking down at their own corpses.

Is there anything more terrifying in the world?

Zeng Fei asked a question, and no one could answer it. Yes, if those who died tragically were them, then who were they themselves? If they are themselves, then whose corpses belong to the earth?

If I wasn't me, who else could I be?!

Just when they were in confusion, the bell for the end of class rang suddenly, echoing in the not wide but very narrow corridor......

……

At the same time, in the mass grave behind the 110 police station, Zhang Jie stood in the overgrown wilderness with a swaddling baby in her arms. Very rarely, a gust of wind blew, from far and near, blowing through Zhang Jie, blowing the rags and clothes on his body to make a hunting sound. And this gust of wind also blew away the swaddling corner of Zhang Jie's arms.

I saw that in that small swaddling cloth, there was a small dry corpse curled up, as if sleeping peacefully......

Not far behind Zhang Jie, Old Man Zhang shrunk and squatted on a telephone pole. Maybe it was the cold from the wind, and his shoulders shrunk again, and he pulled the clothes on his body and kneaded them. Rubbing a pair of bitter wood-like veteran hands. I only heard his lips muttering, "Why haven't you come yet?" Will...... Phew! No, it won't! ”

Rustle Rustle –

The wind blew through a withered wood, blowing the dead leaves that hung from the fingers. A leaf was blown high by the wind, tumbled high in the air, and then fell to the ground in a flutter. After about half a minute of being twisted and twisted by the residual wind in the air, the dead leaf finally quietly landed.

Sand!

One foot stepped on the leaf and paused.

Two men wrapped in black cloth appeared in the woods.

After a quiet pause, one of the black cloth men patted the other black cloth man and said, "Go over." ”

The black cloth man who was patted nodded silently, took a few steps forward and then stopped and turned back, "Thank you." ”

The black cloth man behind him didn't say anything, but waved his hand and motioned for him to hurry over.

The black cloth man in front of him turned around, and then tore the black cloth off his body vigorously. Tear while running. By the time he rushed out of the woods, the black cloth had been torn clean.

In the distance, Zhang Jie seemed to feel something, stiffened and slowly turned his head. When I saw the person clearly, the tears fell silently. Even though she covered her face with her hands and pretended to be strong, tears and whimpering still couldn't stop pouring out. The running man suddenly accelerated, and then hugged Zhang Jie tightly in his arms.

The squatting old man Zhang also stood up slowly in a daze.

And in the withered woods, the black cloth man looked quietly for a moment, and then turned around indifferently.

Zhang Jie, who was leaning on the man's shoulder, seemed to be aware of it, and raised her eyes to look in the direction of the grove, but found that there was nothing, only a picture of dead trees and fallen leaves. Immediately, Zhang Jie ignored it and said in a low voice: "Let's let Ling'er go to the ground for peace, right?" ”

"Okay." A gentle and calm voice said.

In this way, behind the black cloth man, there is such a scene that is gradually drifting away and blurring: Zhang Jie and another person are busy. I saw that the man snatched the wooden shovel from Zhang Jie's hand, lowered his head and struggled to shovel up the soil. Zhang Jie hugged the swaddling clothes and stood quietly to the side.

As for Old Man Zhang, he wanted to go up, but he didn't dare, so he only hurried around under the telephone pole.

The black cloth people walked through the sheep intestine path and walked onto the concrete road. When walking past a garbage can, a white hand stretched out, and then pulled it hard, and ripped off the black cloth covering his body, revealing a back that was not majestic. And the black cloth was crumpled into a ball by him and discarded in the trash.

If Zeng Fei and the others were here, when they saw this person, they would definitely shout out a name in surprise: Yin Kuang!

He walked unhurriedly, with a long sword at his waist. If you change into ancient clothes, you will be a bright and chivalrous man.

However, when he walked to the door of the 110 police station, a bell rang suddenly. Hearing this bell, he ran like a hungry student heard the bell ringing for the end of class. His speed was so fast that he disappeared in an instant.

……

"The seventh notice is coming!"

Everyone in the corridor was startled by the bell, and then their faces showed a mixture of various expressions.

Li Shuangmu took one last look at the corpse on the ground, especially his own corpse, and said slowly: "Okay, the seventh notice has arrived." Let's get ready to go back. Leave these corpses alone. The world of 'Silent Hill' is unpredictable, and Zeng Fei also said that he has encountered it many times, maybe someone used it to trick us. It's okay not to worry about it. Zeng Fei said: "What about Yin Kuang?" Li Shuangmu said: "Maybe ......" Li Shuangmu originally wanted to say, "Maybe he has been mishapted", but at this time, a figure in the distance came into his eyes, and Li Shuangmu couldn't help but exclaim: "Yin Kuang!" ”

The others subconsciously followed Li Shuangmu's line of sight, and saw a person in the distance hurriedly running towards this side. Who is not Yin Kuang? Zeng Fei immediately said excitedly: "Yin Kuang, hurry up!" Seeing Yin Kuang, Lu Xia's cold face showed a hint of joy at first, but it disappeared the next moment. Instead, a touch of doubt crept up her cheeks, and the skin on her forehead wrinkled slightly. Wang Ning muttered in a low voice: "You can't die here, this kid's life is too hard." That gentleman is also a silver-like pewter spearhead. As for Beidao, his brows furrowed tightly, and then he sighed helplessly, "Shi is also ......" Then he glanced at the cold painting screen, and saw that her expression was cold and could not see the abnormality, and her expression calmed down.

The long and narrow corridor didn't take long for Yin Kuang. Soon he rushed in front of everyone. However, when Yin Kuang saw the corpse in a place, he also changed color, his mouth opened slightly, and he seemed to want to ask about the situation. Li Shuangmu immediately handed a key to Yin Kuang and said, "It's too late." Let's talk about it later. Then he patted Yin Kuang on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Welcome back." Yin Kuang smiled: "Thank you." ”

Wang Ning said: "Don't rub it off, hurry up and use the key to go back." I don't want to stay in this place for a moment. After saying that, he didn't care about anyone else, picked up his own key, and inserted it into the key hole of the door of classroom 911. click", the door of classroom 911 opened, and a strong light gushed out, swallowing Wang Ning. White light appears and disappears quickly. When the white light dissipated, the door to Room 911 closed again, as if it had never been opened.

And at this time, the sound of the radio also sounded. This time, it's a beautiful female voice. I only heard her say: "Attention students, please pay attention to ...... students" But at this moment, no one cares what this broadcast is about. One by one, they inserted their keys into the keyhole, then pushed open the classroom door, and were carried away by a burst of white light. One after another, Yin Kuang soon arrived. Moreover, he is also the last.

Yin Kuang turned his head, and took one last look at the corridor where the light was fading and getting darker, he let out a silent sigh, and then pushed open the door of classroom 911, and was carried away by a white light.

When the white light dimmed, the hallway instantly darkened.

Then, a dull scarlet glow began to fill the hallway.

The skin of the corridor walls is peeling off quickly......

Then, the sound of "dong dong dong" sounded somewhere in the corridor, accompanied by the sound of countless babies crying, poignant and eerie.

Everything seems to have never changed.