There is no doubt that the people who appear here are dead people. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIt's not just people who just died in that strife, but even people who died here a long time ago are collected here. Because Zhao Kongmeng saw that the more people behind, the more the clothes he wore deviated from the current aesthetics. Looking at those blue clothes, it is clear that they are styles that will only be popular a few years ago.

These people may not be called dead, but just ghosts. Because when people like Wang Cuijuan were on it, they had already become zombies. Their clothes have long been torn, and they don't even have much good meat on their bodies. They may look horribly pale, but their limbs are intact. Zhao Kongmeng was very puzzled, why these ghosts did not go to the underworld to reincarnate, but they had to concentrate on this extremely narrow secret passage. But one thing he knew was that he should not provoke these ghosts. Because they are all dead in a trance, their hearts are full of resentment, and they like to scare the living the most.

Now Zhao Kongmeng's courage is not small, even if he sees so many ghosts, he is not stunned on the spot. But with so many ghosts, I don't know how much power they can burst out. Zhao Kongmeng was not yet arrogant, and felt that he could single-handedly take on a group of ghosts.

Zhao Kongmeng cautiously leaned his body against the wall of the secret passage, and then watched these ghosts walk past him one after another. Before, these ghosts stayed honestly in the passage, but now they are coming out, and I really don't know what kind of trouble will happen. However, Zhao Kongmeng is mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect himself, so he can't take care of them.

After the group of ghosts passed, Zhao Kongmeng continued to walk into the depths of the passage, hoping that there would be a passage inside that would allow him to escape.

Zhao Kongmeng didn't provoke the ghosts, but that doesn't mean that the rest of the people won't. Now the people brought by He Guanjiao are rummaging around the courtyard, hoping to find clues about Zhao Kongmeng. There are also some people who are conducting simple evidence collection on the scene, striving to be able to make a preliminary judgment before the arrival of special forensic personnel.

These people have good intentions, but they inadvertently offend those who have died. After all, the living still have the right to privacy, and the dead don't like to be patted even more.

The first person to find out that the situation was wrong was Wang Wei. Because he is the leader, he rushes to the front. He noticed a passage in the back of the closet and wanted to go in and take a look. But before he could enter the closet, he noticed that the sky around him had suddenly darkened. And this darkness is not black, but red, blood red.

Wang Wei is a special soldier, although his reaction speed is not as good as Zhao Kongmeng, but it is much stronger than ordinary people. He lifted his assault rifle and spun it three hundred and sixty degrees on the spot, trying to find the suspicious suspect. He didn't find a target to shoot, but he found a shivering woman.

"Comrade, are you alright?" Wang Wei used a personal intercom to report to He Guanjiao, "Report to the command, I found a woman here. ”

"Bring it out immediately, I want to understand the situation."

Hearing He Guanjiao's instructions, Wang Wei stepped forward and took the woman's arm and left. After only a few steps, he felt that it was too light. Although the woman looks thin, it is not so light. When he looked back, he saw that he was not holding a woman, but one of her arms.

Wang Wei subconsciously threw this arm away, and then heard a very resentful voice whispering in his ear: "Don't you like to hold my hand, why do you want to throw it away?" You're a negative person, and you don't want to be nice to me for the rest of your life. ”

At this time, no matter how stupid Wang Wei was, he knew that he had encountered a ghost. Although he had been educated in materialist atheism for many years, the moment the ghost appeared, his childhood memories came flooding back to him.

When I was young, what child was not scared by adults. It's just that the ghost story that made the child cry in fright at that time became a joke after tea and dinner many years later. It's only when people really encounter ghosts that they can't suppress the fear that they have forgotten for a long time. Now Wang Wei is like this, he is not only afraid of the female ghost he just met, he is afraid of the ghost he never thought did not exist but saw with his own eyes. At this moment, his former beliefs were subverted, and naturally he did not have the slightest courage left.

It's just that Wang Wei wants to leave at this time, but Wang Cuijuan, who asked him to throw away his arm, doesn't want him to go. Wang Cuijuan took the lead and stopped in front of the door of the hut, just blocking the way.

"Get out of the way, stinky, get out of the way." Wang Wei raised his gun and pointed it at Wang Cuijuan, "If you don't dodge again, I'll shoot." ”

"Huh."

Wang Cuijuan just laughed dryly, but she didn't mean to dodge at all. Wang Wei didn't have any reason anymore, he opened the safe, and then emptied a whole magazine of bullets.

When a special soldier like Wang Wei uses an assault rifle, he will not put it in the automatic mode of continuous fire at all. They don't even use long bursts, but only choose to shoot single shots, so as to save bullets to the maximum. But today, he no longer cares about the loss of bullets, and just wants to kill the ghost in front of him.

Ghosts themselves are dead creatures, so how can they be killed by bullets? Wang Wei didn't understand this truth, so after he emptied a magazine, he found that Wang Cuijuan in front of him was still standing there well, and he didn't even have the slightest intention of moving.

Wang Wei will really feel helpless, even more helpless than when he found himself unconscious in an armored personnel carrier before. He fell to his knees weakly, then fell to the ground. When he looked up, he saw that the terrifying blood red was gone. And he wasn't trapped inside that house, but kneeling in the courtyard outside. He was glad he had escaped, and he was excited to jump. However, this kind of idea can only be imagined, and it is too late to implement it. Because at the moment when he was sober, he found that his arm was held down by two armed policemen.

"Wang Wei, you're crazy. Why did you shoot this only surviving witness? ”

"What?" Wang Wei was completely dumbfounded when he heard He Guanjiao's questioning, "I ran into a ghost just now, and I finally escaped." ”

"Open your eyes and see, is this a ghost?"

Wang Wei looked in the direction of He Guanjiao's finger and found a bald head covered with bullet holes lying on the ground. The bald head already had a wound on his neck, but it was covered with a cloth. But now that he has been hit by dozens of bullets, he will never survive again.

"I didn't kill this man, he killed him by a ghost. Even if it's me, the ghost told me to kill it. It's not people killing people, it's ghosts killing people. “