When the four men saw them return to the unfinished building, a creepy feeling rose in their hearts.

They couldn't see anything in the fog, they were like blind people.

One of the people in the middle of the journey may have been scared and tripped over each other.

After groping and pulling the man up, the man at the head felt that it was not possible to go on like this, and it was safer to lead one by one.

So, they held hands and lined up in a "1" shape.

They clearly walked forward, there was no turning at all, let alone going back, how could they walk back?

"Ghost hitting the wall, this is the ghost hitting the wall!" One of the four suddenly danced and screamed with a changing expression.

"Lu Hongwei, can you not be so surprised?!" The man at the head wrinkled his eyebrows deeply and said unhappily.

But Qi Qian could hear that there was also a fear of the strange status quo hidden in his voice.

"Li Shuai, I'm not with you anymore, I'm not with you!" Lu Hongwei shook his head and retreated to the side, his teeth were chattering, "As soon as I walked into the fog, I felt cold, and then I fell down without knowing what I stepped on." All the way I wondered, what was it that stumbled over me? It seems to be a little soft, but it's not exactly soft, it seems to be the inside! ”

Speaking of this, Lu Hongwei almost cried, but the dignity of being a man still made him force back his tears.

"Corpses." Qi Qian didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and said casually.

He made a judgment based on Lu Hongwei's words, and came to such a conclusion in an instant.

Otherwise, what else is soft on the outside and the inside?

Aren't they just human limbs?

The firm tone, the normal volume that does not shy away, in the quiet atmosphere, is particularly piercing.

When Lu Hongwei heard Qi Qian's words, he gritted his teeth.

He's the party, and no one knows what it's like to step on that thing better than he does.

Qi Qian was right, because he was also guessing that thing was a corpse!

It's not just a dark environment that makes people feel scared.

People are scared because of the unknown.

Whether it is black or white, as long as you can't see it, people's mentality will change.

Lu Hongwei didn't want to go through that desperate fear again, he just wanted to stay honestly in the unfinished building now.

At least here, he can see and touch it.

Even if there is danger, even if it is death, he can die clearly.

He didn't want to die with a blank swipe in his eyes and nothing to see.

Li Shuai saw Lu Hongwei's cowardly appearance, and turned his head to look at the other two members.

Although they didn't speak, judging from their expressions, they probably didn't want to go anymore.

Li Shuai sighed heavily, and went upstairs with a "kick and kick".

"This person is really boring, obviously he is also afraid, and he has to pretend that he has no choice but to stay because others don't want to leave." Qi Qian sneered disdainfully, clapped his hands, and continued to move bricks upstairs.

As if he had nothing to do, he continued to build the wall with cement, and built the rough wall that appeared from the hand that stabbed Zhang Yang to death with bricks.

The orange-red bricks blocked the gray rough wall, and the terrifying aura seemed to have diminished a lot.

In this way, others finally have the courage to rebuild the wall.

Except for Li Shuai, who returned to the room, the rest of the people were more or less working.