Chapter 62: Desperate Survival
“!!!”
Xue Mo was so frightened that his body slammed the table up, and he turned around to run away. At this time, Zhao Qian leaned her arms and immediately crawled over.
Under the table just now, Xue Mo had already planned his escape route if he was discovered, and at present, the door of the conference room had been blocked by Zhao Qian, who was gradually approaching, and now there was only one way.
Xue Mo's eyes swept towards the curtain of the conference room, it was now the second floor, and the only way to escape was to jump out of the window and escape.
Although the floor is not high, there is still a danger of breaking your leg. Xue Mo didn't dare to look back, because he had already felt the chill in his back, and the gurgling sound in Zhao Qian's throat was almost coming from his neck.
can't care so much, even if you fall and get injured, it's better than being dismantled by this female ghost! Xue Mo rushed to the windowsill with a brisk stride, opened the curtains with a bang, and the noon sun instantly illuminated the room, although the light alleviated the panic in his heart a lot, but the terrifying sound was still not repelled by the sunlight, but got closer and closer.
Xue Mo was already so nervous that he was in a cold sweat, and he clasped the edge of the window hard, and found that the situation was the same as the exit door on the first floor, and it couldn't be opened at all!
Looking at the glass that is not too thick, there is still hope for it to be smashed out with your body with all your strength now! Xue Mo's expression was tense, but he could say it easily, and his instinctive fear of heights still made him hesitate for a few seconds, but in these few seconds, the arm stretched out from Zhao Qian's mouth was getting longer and longer.
The whole arm continued to be extended, stretching out towards Xue Mo, the two corners of Zhao Qian's mouth were cracked, the entire chin had slowly cracked to the chest, and there was a tearing sound from the jaw.
As his mouth opened wider and wider, his other hand rubbed his teeth and squeezed out, accompanied by strands of black hair.
These hairs are like aquatic plants, floating in the air, constantly spitting out of the mouth, the newly stretched hand jerked the roof of the mouth, only to hear a click, Zhao Qian's head was suddenly broken to the back facing the sky, and the next more terrifying scene was presented in front of him.
The big mouth that opened to the ceiling, and the hair that fluttered in a mess, slowly burrowed out of the top of the head.
A face, writhing from side to side, slowly squeezed out of its mouth.
Just leaked half of his face, Xue Mo recognized at a glance that this was also Zhao Qian! Because those eyes of the hanged man, like the imprint of fear, can never be forgotten.
Fear was like a pair of invisible hands, forcing Xue Mo to tighten his muscles, kick his hind feet, and slam into the windowpane.
"Bang Bang
Under the sunlight, countless glass shards splashed in the air.
Xue Mo put his elbow in front of his face and soared into the air. In the fraction of a second when he was about to land, Xue Mo tried his best to adjust his forward body, so that his feet could land more smoothly, and if his whole body was slapped on the ground, it would probably not be as simple as a disability.
"Boom!"
With the sound of landing, Xue Mo clearly felt the vibration from his feet and the crisp sound of his ankle bones. Before the gravity of his entire body was concentrated on his feet, Xue Mo quickly bent his knees as a cushion, leaning forward with the squatting posture, rolling on the ground for a few weeks in succession.
With this jump, Xue Mo lay on the ground and felt an unbearable pain in his ankle. The legs were also shaken.
Xue Mo hugged one leg, his whole body ached with a layer of fine sweat, and he gritted his teeth and looked at the window on the second floor, only to see Zhao Qian's figure standing on the windowsill, looking down at himself.
At this time, there seemed to be a faint shrill laugh in my ears. Then, the figure of the window sill gradually disappeared.
Xue Mo endured the pain and sat down on a big tree, trying to calm his breath. I tried to move that ankle, but as soon as I exerted the force, the pain made me want to hit the wall.
Xue Mo covered his calves with both hands, his whole body also slumped, his head leaned against the trunk behind him, and his eyes closed. Fortunately, Zhao Qian did not choose to continue to chase after her, otherwise with her current physical condition, there would be only one way to die.
Thinking back to the thrilling experience just now. Several times he almost died in Huangquan. But it seems that Zhao Qian didn't mean to kill herself, otherwise it would be a great opportunity now.
Xue Mo swallowed his saliva. This is not the first time this has happened.
Xue Mo knew that Zhao Qian's death was directly related to him. Since Zhao Qian was killed, her ghost has come to her in this way more than once. Only this time, it has become more dangerous and terrifying.
Look at the window that had been smashed open and shattered. Xue Mo trembled his lips and smiled bitterly. Perhaps, it is also a way of revenge for her, keeping me alive in the torture of endless fear.
At this time, a footstep in the distance attracted Xue Mo's attention, and when he looked over carefully, he found that it was Bai Nan who was coming. Xue Mo immediately stuffed the diary that fell on the ground into the waistband of his pants, thinking to himself, the matter of being chased by Zhao Qian must not be leaked, so as not to arouse suspicion.
Bai Nan also found Xue Mo who was sitting there, was taken aback, and hurriedly ran over.
"You! What's the matter with you?! How can you sit here? Bai Nan saw several wounds on Xue Mo's face that were scratched by glass, and he was holding one leg in pain, embarrassed.
"No... It's okay, I slipped in the conference room and accidentally fell out of the window. Xue Mo was a little puzzled as to why Bai Nan suddenly returned here again at this time.
After hearing this, Bai Nan looked at the smashed window on the second floor, looked at Xue Mo with a panicked face, and stumbled and asked, "You... Fell from above... Dropped?! Is there any serious injury?! ”
Xue Mo didn't understand why Bai Nan was so nervous, and pointed to his increasingly swollen ankle and said, "Maybe the ankle is broken somewhere." ”
"What?!" Bai Nan was extremely surprised when he heard Xue Mo's sentence of gritting his teeth because of pain. He continued: "In such a state, what about the problem of the day after tomorrow?! ”
"What! Day after tomorrow?!! When Xue Mo heard this, it was like a thunderbolt from the sky, he didn't care about the pain, his back immediately left the trunk, and a drop of sweat left between his eyebrows.
"Didn't you get a text message? Just now, I was notified of the first topic of the senior year the morning after tomorrow! And I'm coming back to talk to you about it! Bai Nan also looked nervous, because Xue Mo could be said to be the person with the highest probability of surviving in previous projects, and with his calm and analytical smart mind, he could be said to be the only lifesaver for the entire team participating in the project.
Xue Mo also realized the seriousness of this problem, and now that he has an ankle injury, let alone fleeing in the subject, I am afraid that it will be very difficult to take two simple steps. Not to mention the level of danger in the senior year, it was like hell. Compared with Zhao Qian's pursuit just now, it can be said that it is more than equal. Not to mention that participating in the current state is undoubtedly a dead end...
Xue Mo hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and sure enough, there was an unread text message. It must have been sent just now in the process of fleeing, so that I didn't notice it at all.
Could it be that Zhao Qian wants me to die in such a desperate way?! Looking at his swollen ankles, Xue Mo's eyelids kept beating.
Then looking at the subject content on the phone, Xue Mo's whole body began to tremble. It turned out to be a large-scale project with 20 participants. But Bai Nan's next words made matters worse.
"From the moment I received the notification of the project, I was going to find all the survivors of our previous junior project and gather everyone for an emergency meeting, but... There are 6 people who can't be contacted! Then I learned terrible news... They've been... He's dead...! ”