Chapter 12: The Thirteenth Floor in the Evening
When he woke up in a daze, it was already dark outside, Zhong Xu rubbed his sore eyes, got up and threw the cigarette butt with only a filter in his hand into the ashtray on the desk, and turned on the dim lamp at the head of the bed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Yawning, Zhong Xu looked at the alarm clock on the desk, it was already half past eleven at night. The fat man doesn't know where to go crazy again, and he's about to graduate, like the fat man, who is not short of money at home, basically doesn't need to care about what happens after he graduates, anyway, after graduation, he will either enter his father's company and play for a few years in the name of studying abroad.
Picking up the mobile phone on the side, Zhong Xu found that his mobile phone had more than 160 missed calls, as well as more than 30 WeChat text messages. Frowning, Zhong Xu got up and sat on the chair in front of the desk, took out a cigarette from the drawer, lit it in his mouth, opened his mobile phone and looked at it.
Only three or four missed calls were made by Tong Siya, and the time showed that it was more than six o'clock in the afternoon, and he was still in a dream at this point, let alone a phone call, even if the helicopter flew over, Zhong Xu couldn't wake up. From childhood to adulthood, Zhong Xu admired himself the most, except for eating, sleeping and sleeping, and he couldn't move.
The other more than 100 phone numbers show the phone number of Xiangjiang City, which is almost every five minutes when he sleeps, and it seems that he is in a hurry. Zhong Xu flipped down further, and sure enough, except for Tong Siya's first few calls, all the others were calls from Xiang Jiang.
"Scammers are so dedicated now?" Zhong Xu shook his head with a wry smile, and after deleting all the misses, he looked at the WeChat message.
All the messages in WeChat were sent by Tong Siya, which was nothing more than some apologies and asking Zhong Xu what was wrong. Zhong Xu sighed, pondered for more than ten seconds, put out the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray, picked up the mobile phone and crackled for a while, then clicked send, got up and stretched, ready to go out for some supper.
Although Binjiang Medical University is not a first-class university, the teaching quality and environment are still very good. The dormitory of the college is all two-person rooms, and the entire fifteen-story building is all dormitory buildings, and there is a sports field every few floors, which is very humane.
After getting dressed, Zhong Xu packed his cigarette and mobile phone, opened the door and walked out. The corridor was pitch black, Zhong Xu roared, but found that none of the lights were on, scolded unlucky, took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight and walked towards the elevator.
Graduation is approaching, the dormitory building is basically empty above the tenth floor, and all the new students are assigned to the first to tenth floors by the school for the convenience of class life, and the ten floors and above are reserved for senior students who occasionally go back to school to do errands or take exams. As a senior dog who is about to graduate and graduate school, Zhong Xu lives on the thirteenth floor.
Walking to the elevator, Zhong Xu pressed the button seven or eight times, but the numbers on the elevator's electronic display just didn't move, and it was always displayed on the tenth floor. walked to the elevator next door, no matter how Zhong Xu pressed it, it was still the same.
Looking at the elevator in front of him, Zhong Xu felt more and more wrong, lowered his head and glanced at the watch on his wrist, Zhong Xu sighed in his heart, secretly said that something was going to happen, turned around and walked back. As a result, before he had walked ten meters, a cold wind began to blow in the corridor.
The corridor windows on this floor are all closed, and even if there is wind, it can't blow Zhong Xu, who is standing at the corner of the elevator. What's more, it's late summer, and it's almost impossible to have any wind at night.
Standing in place, Zhong Xu stared at the darkness around him vigilantly, carefully raised his foot and was about to walk forward, when the phone in his hand vibrated suddenly. A few seconds later, with a buzzing vibration, a shrill bell rang out.
Zhong Xu's whole body trembled with fright, he forcibly held back his violent heartbeat, cursed secretly, carefully raised his mobile phone, and glanced at the number.
Isn't this the number that called me more than 100 times when I was sleeping? Zhong Xu looked at the mobile phone in his hand that was constantly vibrating, pondered for a moment, and pressed the answer button.
After the phone was connected, there was an obvious pause, as if he didn't expect Zhong Xu to answer. After a few seconds of embarrassment, a very sweet voice came from there, but the tone was not very good. With a very dissatisfied mood, he said, "You are Young Master Zhong?" ”
This title Zhong Xu is not unfamiliar, this is what the old ghost called himself when he was in Zhongjia Village. After all, his biological parents and grandfather are the previous heads of the ghost sect in Zhongjia Village, and he is a descendant of Zhong Kui's main gate, so it is not surprising that he is called a young master. Zhong Xu didn't feel anything wrong, although it was strange to be called a young master by others, but he still replied politely, "I'm Zhong Xu, who are you?" ”
The person on the other side of the phone didn't expect the eldest young master of the Zhong family to be so polite, so his tone eased a lot, and said, "My name is Jiang Xiaoman, I am a disciple of the ghost grandfather, Zhang Liang has something to do temporarily, let me come to him to accompany you to find the yin fragments, I will call you again in the afternoon, and polite people should answer it!" ”
Just about to speak, Zhong Xu suddenly found that the coldness around him began to spread out after disappearing for a while, and he vaguely saw that there seemed to be a thin figure in the darkness not far away who was staggering towards him, looking vague and vague as fog to see clearly, too late to say more, Zhong Xu hurriedly said a little idle chat on the phone, hung up the phone and turned around and ran towards the fire escape next to the elevator.
The old ghost told himself that after taking the pill, if he met a little ghost who was lower than his own cultivation, he could see the whole picture. As long as it's not a demon that intentionally harms people, there's no need to pay attention to it at all. And those who harm people are ghosts, and ordinary charms can be killed at will. As for the demons that are much higher than their own cultivation, they themselves cannot be seen, and the higher their cultivation, the more blurred they are. If the distance between the main body and the demonic spirit cultivation is too large, it is very likely that you don't know how to die.
I don't know if the things in this corridor are ghosts or ghosts, and they are not here to be friends with me anyway. Zhong Xu stood in place and watched for more than ten seconds, only to realize that it was not that he couldn't see clearly from too far away, but because of the gap in cultivation. Thinking of the feeling of being outside the laboratory corridor at noon, Zhong Xu had already guessed that most of the things tracking him in the laboratory building at noon were also the thing in front of him.
Rushing down the fire staircase frantically in the dark, Zhong Xu's mobile phone rang inappropriately on the twelfth floor. The shrill ringing of bells reverberated all around. Zhong Xu cursed secretly, stretched out his hand to touch the mobile phone while running, but stepped on the banana peel that he didn't know who was still at the staircase, screamed, grabbed the mobile phone he had just taken out and flew out directly, and hit his head on the cement wall under the stairs.