Text Chapter 87 The Execution Begins!

I looked at Wang Xiaoqing, and there were still some palpitations in my heart, "What the hell is chasing us just now?!"

"I really didn't know, it was the first time I had gone back to the dorm so late. The teacher at the school once said, let's never linger in the classroom..."The girl's voice began to tremble,

"Do you know why?"

"Rumor has it that... This school used to be an execution ground, and at nine o'clock in the evening it was the time for the executioners to execute the prisoners, and anyone who stayed here would have their heads cut off by the executioners! I thought it was just a rumor... I didn't expect it to be true!"

"How is this possible?" I don't think Wang Xiaoqing's words are convincing at all, how could the executioner more than 60 years ago appear in school out of thin air?

But the phenomenon in front of me is something that I can't explain with common sense. The two-headed monster chased me everywhere with a machete... Could it be that he is really an executioner?!

"Has anyone in your school been in a similar situation before?"

"No, it's just..." Before Wang Xiaoqing's words fell, her pupils widened suddenly, and her face changed suddenly!

Her face facing me was bloodless.

"What's wrong with you?" I was taken aback by her look and immediately realized that her gaze was not at me, but at the glass behind me.

"You... Behind you..."Wang Xiaoqing was speechless, trembling as if she was about to fall apart.

I just felt a cold air rush on my back and jerk my head back.

The shadow behind the glass window turned out to be a burly human figure! He stood behind the glass window with a meter-long machete stake and faced us, and I felt a chill - according to the outline of the black shadow, two round objects protruded from his neck!

This is the two-headed monster just now! When did he stand outside the door. Or is it ......

He's been standing there and listening?!

I couldn't help but stand on end, my right hand gripped the dagger, and my body couldn't stop retreating.

Wang Xiaoqing's body trembled violently like an epilepsy, and her voice was extremely cold, "He is... Executioner..."

Just when I thought that the girl in front of me was about to faint, the dark shadow on the window suddenly disappeared.

And with that came the sound of heavy footsteps outside the door.

He's coming in! I hurriedly looked around, only to find that it was a completely enclosed room, the windows had been welded by the fence, and there was no way for me to escape!

The palm holding the dagger is already a little wet, and there is still residual evil seal energy in the body, no matter whether the other party is a human or a ghost, there will definitely be a vicious battle with him!

I stared nervously at the iron gate, but nothing happened. There was no sound behind the door.

The room was eerily silent, beads of sweat the size of beans running down my cheeks.

"He... Is he gone? Wang Xiaoqing said in a very small voice.

"Don't speak." The monster clearly didn't move behind the door, and if he walked away, he should have heard footsteps, so he probably stayed behind the door.

I pulled out the flashlight from my backpack, the light of the glass lamp was too diffuse and faint for me to see clearly.

After turning on the flashlight, it shone at the iron door, the dark red iron door was rusted, and the door bolt was solid and intact, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

Wrong! I looked around and saw a white plastic pipe sticking out of the crack under the door. Wisps of white smoke are rising from the mouth of the pipe!

"Not good! Cover your nose!" I hurriedly turned my head and yelled at Wang Xiaoqing.

But there was no figure behind her, and the girl was lying on the ground with her eyes closed!

I covered my mouth and nose and hurriedly opened my backpack, which now I had to cover with a wet towel!

But there was neither mineral water nor towels in the backpack, and there was a trace of pungent smell in my nose, and my heart trembled, this gas is ether!

Ether is a colorless, flammable, and highly volatile liquid, and a very versatile polar organic solvent that is quite stable when isolated from air. Its smell is irritating, and it is often used as an inhalation anesthetic, and a little inhalation can cause a coma!

"Oh yes! It's going to be planted here!" I shook my dazed head and walked towards the iron gate with my dagger in hand. Now the only way is to rush out and fight that guy!

There was a faint flower in front of me, I couldn't tell the difference between east and south, my legs were heavy like lead, and my head was buzzing like hundreds of bees burrowing into it.

I struggled to hold up my heavy eyelids, and the moment I twisted the doorknob with my right hand, my body finally reached its limit, and a tight string in my head suddenly broke, and I fell to the ground in front of me.

In a daze, the door seemed to open, and a strong arm rudely grabbed my right leg and pulled it out.

When I went out, my head was slammed on the threshold, and the clothes on my back were rubbed off by the ground, and my exposed skin was rubbed against the ground.

His palms were thick and powerful, gripping my calves like pliers, and my head was dizzy, and I subconsciously kicked him with the last bit of strength, and the result was that the man kicked me in the chest.

I snorted and lost all my resistance, and I could only let him pull.

......

I don't know how long it has been in a deep sleep.

"Imp! Wake up!"

"You're about to be killed!"

"Wake up!"

"Hold on!"

I vaguely heard Mu Lao's voice in my ears, and my consciousness seemed to be a little clearer, and I tried to open my eyes, and found that I was lying on the ground, unable to move my hands and feet.

What the hell is this place?!

In this strange environment, my heart was already terrified to the extreme, but my body just kept calling, and the effect of ether had not completely subsided, but I knew that if I delayed for another second, I was afraid that I would be hacked to death by that person!

I was in a hurry, pursed my lower lip into my mouth, and bit my teeth hard!

There was a faint salty taste in my mouth, and the intense pain stimulated my brain to wake up suddenly!

I'm not sure if I'm still in school, but in front of me there's a room covered in red paint, no... That's not paint! The walls are smeared with clotted blood!

The room was horrified like purgatory, with chains, machetes, boning spikes, tooth extraction pliers, all covered in blood, as if they had been designed to torture prisoners.

I felt a chill to my bones and writhed desperately, only to find that my wrists and ankles were bound with hemp rope.

In front of him was an iron semicircular groove, stained with blood. In front of the groove is a bamboo basket, just the size of a basketball.

I can't help but wonder, what is this thing for?

Just as he was thinking about it, his face was suddenly splashed with a warm liquid, and a strong smell of blood poured into his nose.

I hurriedly looked to the side, my pupils shrank sharply, and I couldn't help but gasp!

Next to him was a headless corpse placed on the groove, the head had rolled into the bamboo basket in front of him, and the fault on the neck was a blurred piece of flesh, exposing white cervical vertebrae and yellow-white flesh, blood gushing out, and a trace of heat!

The eyes of the head in the bamboo basket were closed, the hair was scattered haphazardly, and the blood-stained face was so pale that there was no blood.

But my heart has fallen into an ice cave - the light blue underwear on her lower body tells me that this female corpse that has just been beheaded is Wang Xiaoqing!

For the first time, I felt the ultimate fear!

The head of the girl who was standing in front of me alive and talking to me just now has fallen into the bamboo basket!

A wide machete slowly reached behind her, and the blood on the tip of the knife was still flowing down.

I turned my head coldly and looked...

The machete was wielded by a strong man with a large waist and a round waist, wearing a coarse cloth coat on his upper body, with an open neckline revealing straight chest hair, and his arms covered with blood.

He wears a black hood over his head, leaving only two small holes in the area of his eyes.

This look... It's really the executioner in the execution ground!

Through the small hole, those cold eyes glanced at me, and wiped the blood from the knife with his right hand.

And on his back, a black baby head poked out, as if it had grown out of flesh.

The little ghost's face was grinning at me, and the corners of his mouth were cracked all the way to the base of his ear, revealing a grim smile.

He's the two-headed weirdo! It turns out that it has been eaten like this by the little ghost!

I shivered, my neck was cold, and I finally knew what the bamboo basket was forβ€”to put my head!

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