After this little episode, the crowd continued to walk forward.

Iron doors swayed in front of you, as if walking in a prison, with closed cells on both sides. The gloomy feeling arose, and the old yellow skin walked at the end, the flashlight kept shining behind him, and he didn't dare to leave his eyes.

The echo of footsteps was messy and profound, and it seemed that more people were walking in the aisles. Figures flew across the walls, the figures formed by the intersection of five light sources, looking like they were dancing with their teeth and claws, and in this silent and dark environment, it became more and more terrifying.

Among these five people, Li Chunsheng was the most courageous and went to the forefront. Huang Mao is stunned, although there are times of cowardice, but the thinking is simple, the courage is enough, and he is in second place. Lao Huangpi is about the same courage as Zhang Peng and Zhou Fuyuan, but his status is low, so he has to take on the responsibility of the break.

"By the way, turn off the three flashlights, I'm afraid we won't be able to get out for a while, so we need to keep some electricity." Zhou Fuyuan proposed, and then turned off his flashlight. Then, Zhang Peng also turned it off, and the light immediately dimmed a lot.

"Lao Huang, you should also turn it off." Zhou Fuyuan turned around and said.

"This ......" Old Huangpi hesitated for a moment, and also turned it off. Immediately behind him, it was pitch black, and the visibility was less than two meters.

But after walking a few steps, Lao Huangpi suddenly felt the wind in the back of his head, as if something was running by, and turned on the flashlight again. The passage was empty, but the old yellow skin didn't dare to turn off the flashlight again.

Seeing this, Zhou Fuyuan didn't say anything more, so as not to cause contradictions. A fully charged, high-light flashlight can last for eight hours. This time, they prepared five police flashlights and five spare batteries, as well as two high-power field portable lights, which can still last for 72 hours as long as they save some use.

After a while, the five of them came to the iron gate at the end of the passage. The door was wrapped in iron chains and locked with an old brass lock. Li Chunsheng and Huang Mao pushed together, and the iron door shook slightly, being pulled by the iron chain, making a "bang" sound.

"I'll do it." Zhou Fuyuan unloaded the military backpack, took out the lock-picking tool, and fiddled with it.

Probably feeling that the atmosphere was a little depressing, Zhou Fuyuan said while unlocking the lock, "Ouch, this is the copper lock of the official silver treasury of the Qing Dynasty and sold it on the antique street, which is worth at least 30,000 yuan." ”

"Really!" Zhang Peng and others immediately became interested and came over to take a look. I saw that the copper lock was rectangular, about 30 centimeters long and 10 centimeters wide, and it was engraved with several ancient characters below.

"If you have the original key, the price can be doubled." Zhou Fuyuan said.

In an instant, the haze above everyone's heads was swept away, and they all dreamed of getting rich. The old yellow skin fantasized about changing into a golden silk robe, wearing a golden crown, a jade hairpin in his hair, and a colorful stone inlaid on the dust. Huang Mao fantasized, drove a Land Rover off-road vehicle, and hugged his little daughter-in-law back to the village. Li Chunsheng fantasized and bought a big gold bracelet for his mother. As for Zhang Peng, he has a slightly bigger appetite and fantasizes about driving a yacht and sailing on the sea with Ma Jinglei and the two sisters to Western countries......

"Click!"

Everyone's illusions vanished with the soft sound of unlocking.

The reality is that they are in a dark and dark basement, surrounded by air-dried corpses, and perhaps in some dark and unseen corner, something dangerous and terrifying is hiding, ready to strike a fatal blow at them.

Zhou Fuyuan untied the chains layer by layer, and then gently pushed the door open.

"Crunch ......"

After a soft sound, a narrow stairwell appeared in front of me, with a desk on the left and a staircase on the right, shining a flashlight and pitch black below.

The five mermaids rushed in, Li Chunsheng and Huang Mao walked down the stairs to investigate, and Zhang Peng, Zhou Fuyuan, and Lao Huangpi came to the desk. The three of them observed for a while, and then the old yellow skin reached out and touched the countertop, and said, "Someone." ”

There is no dust on the countertop, and it seems that someone has used it recently. Open the drawer, it's empty, there's nothing.

"Rosewood desk, this is worth a lot." Zhou Fuyuan took a closer look, and sighed again, "It's a pity that the maintenance is not very good, and many places are cracked, otherwise it would be worth hundreds of thousands." ”

"It's sealed down below." At this time, Li Chunsheng and Huang Mao came up from below and said to the three of them.

"Sealed?" Zhang Peng repeated.

"Concrete wall, sealed." Li Chunsheng replied.

For a moment, everyone fell silent.

"By the way, what about the vents?" Zhang Peng said to himself, shining a flashlight everywhere. It was so tight all around that there were no vents in sight.

"Is it possible to be in the room?" Huang Mao pointed to the iron doors in the passage and said.

"Well...... Zhang Peng and Zhou Fuyuan glanced at each other and said, "It's possible, check again." ”

Then, they opened seven or eight iron doors one after another, and inside without exception, they were filled with dried corpses. Zhang Peng glanced at it a few times, and goosebumps all over his body. The corpses were like bacon, shrunk together, and the surface was a little charred. Under the illumination of a strong flashlight, it has a greasy luster and is very disgusting. Not to mention their faces, with hollow eye sockets, sunken noses, and half-open mouths with yellowed teeth visible inside.

"Forget it, let's rest for a while." "Hmm." Continuously prying the door, Li Chunsheng and Huang Mao were a little tired.

Everyone returned to the stairwell and drank water to rest.

"The flashlights are off." Zhou Fuyuan took out a field portable lamp from Huang Mao's backpack, turned it on, and put it on the rosewood desk. The LED tube emits a soft white light, which is not as bright as a strong flashlight, but it can also see the surroundings clearly.

Everyone took out the pure water in their backpacks and drank it silently. After a while, Zhou Fuyuan suddenly said, "I think, don't look for it." ”

"Why?" Zhang Peng asked.

"If something dirty happens, we don't even have a place to hide." Zhou Fuyuan looked at the deep dark aisle ahead, "If you are sure of the rescue, we will wait here." ”

Zhang Peng looked at the table below, it was two o'clock in the middle of the night, and everyone was a little sleepy, so he agreed to Zhou Fuyuan's proposal.

Judging from the fact that the beetle, whose body was charred and its legs were burned, could still struggle and make a cry, it could be judged that there was probably a fish that had slipped through the net. Now there is no way back, in case of any trouble, there is really no way to go to heaven and no way to go to the ground.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously touched the Black Star pistol pinned to his waist, and finally felt a little safe.

After some discussion, the five of them decided to go to bed first and recuperate enough energy. The vigil was divided into two shifts, Li Chunsheng and Zhou Fuyuan were responsible for the first half of the night, and Huang Mao and Lao Huangpi were responsible for the second half of the night.

After arranging, Zhang Peng put on his backpack, leaned against the corner, and gradually fell asleep.

Dream ......

In front of Zhang Peng's eyes, there are five big characters of "peach and plum all over the world". He was in a large mirror hanging on the wall of the principal's office, with a very wide view.

There were four people below, the old principal, him, Li Chunsheng and the old yellow skin. There was a fruit basket on the desk, and this scene was the scene of learning about the situation in the principal's office the day before yesterday.

Outside the mirror, he was talking to the old principal. After a while, "he" left with the people, and the old headmaster was left alone in the office.

It didn't take long for a tall, thin man with glasses to walk in. Zhang Peng recognized it at a glance, this person was his former ideological and moral teacher. The expression is a little gloomy, he doesn't like to talk much, and he is very strict with students who make mistakes, and everyone doesn't like this teacher, and calls him "four-eyed monster" behind his back.

The four-eyed monster looked left and right, came to the headmaster's side, nodded and spoke. Zhang Peng didn't know what he said, but the principal pointed outside and laughed happily, probably because the four-eyed monster flattered something.

Then, the screen flashed, and the person in the office disappeared.

The things that are placed around seem to have changed. Looking at it, the desk calendar on the principal's desk has become 2007. It can be seen that the picture he sees now is ten years ago.

After a while, the door suddenly opened. The old headmaster walked in with a dull-eyed student. Zhang Peng was taken aback, because that student was Yang Jiachan.

After coming in, the old principal moved a chair for Yang Jiachan to sit on, and then said a few words to him, as if to comfort him. Then, the old principal picked up the kettle and cup, as if he wanted to pour water for Yang Jiachan to drink, but found that the kettle was empty, so he carried the kettle and walked out.

For a while, only Yang Jiachan was left in the office. His eyes flickered slightly, as if he was frightened and afraid to be alone.

After a while, about a few minutes, a figure flickered outside, and a person walked in. Zhang Peng couldn't help frowning, this person was the four-eyed monster of the teacher of ideology and morality.

The four-eyed monster walked to Yang Jiachan, who was sitting in a chair, with his hands behind his back. The latter, who seemed a little nervous, stood up and greeted the teacher. The Four-Eyed Monster said a few words to him, and he sat down again.

At this time, Zhang Peng's eyes widened in the mirror. For he saw that the hand of the four-eyed monster behind his back was holding a writhing worm. The insect resembles a centipede, with two long tentacles on its head, the back half of its body gradually narrowing, and a pointed, thorn-like tail.

I saw the four-eyed monster detour behind Yang Jiachan, suddenly wrapped its arms around Yang Jiachan's neck, stuffed the insect in his hand into his left ear, and then quickly left.

Yang Jiachan covered his ears and struggled and rolled on the ground, seemingly in extreme pain. Blood spilled from his ear, and after about half a minute, he stopped struggling, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

After a while, the old principal came back after fetching the water and saw the Yang family sauce on the ground. Startled, the kettle fell to the ground and shattered, and the hot water flowed out and steamed. He stepped forward quickly, picked up Yang Jiachan, and rushed out shouting.

The surroundings gradually fell into darkness......

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Peng trembled and woke up.

The surroundings were quiet, and the field portable lamp on the table emitted a faint white light.

A slight snoring sound came from the side, and when I turned my head to look, it was Li Chunsheng leaning against the wall, sleeping soundly.

Seeing his friend, he felt a little relieved. But when he looked at the passage, he was immediately surprised, because the old yellow skin and yellow hair who were responsible for guarding the second half of the night were gone!

looked at Zhou Fuyuan, who was sleeping against the corner of the wall. Suddenly, his pupils contracted rapidly, and the expression on his face froze.

I saw a black centipede with a thick bowl mouth, clinging to Zhou Fuyuan's body, dancing with thousands of knotted feet, crawling slowly.

Zhang Peng only felt that there was an electric current running through his scalp, and his hair slammed and stood on end!