My attention was on the bookshelf, and the hand appeared very suddenly, and I was startled, and the bookshelf made a noise when it fell, "Shhhh Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The sound came from the side of the bookshelf, and the hand came out from that direction, and I walked over and saw an old man with gray hair sitting there with a few books in front of him.

The fear in my heart was completely replaced by surprise, the old man had a kind face, he was dressed in the same clothes as me, and I was surprised by the face, he looked like a man.

Don't look at me I don't read much, I don't watch a lot of movies, I usually like to watch movies on the computer when I'm bored, there are four movies that are my favorites, China's War of Resistance, American zombies, island country action movies, and Korean love.

The person in front of me is strikingly similar to the protagonist in a zombie movie I watched three years ago, of course, people are similar, I walked over slowly, "Hello, my name is Li Wei." ”

"Bill."

He stretched out his hand, and the moment he said his name, I was even more sure that he was the star of that film, and he was particularly impressed because of his superb acting skills.

What are you kidding, a big star in Hollywood, tens of millions of dollars in a film, is actually in this kind of place.

I took his hand and slowly sat down across from him, "Are you the Bill from that movie?" I asked, looking at him.

The old man nodded, "It used to be, but it wasn't now." His expression was very flat when he answered, at this time he was an old man with a smile on his face, and he didn't have a big star at all.

I actually met the big stars of Hollywood, and I sat face to face, and I was surprised at that time, this madhouse is definitely not as simple as we imagined.

"Why are you here?"

I stood up all of a sudden, the old man motioned for me to be quiet, and then pointed to the position on my chest, I leaned over, I recognized the English letters on it, the first one is library is the meaning of library, I turned to look at the bookshelves around me, in a sense, the five rows of bookshelves here can indeed become a mini small library.

Hollywood stars actually entered the madhouse to work as librarians, this kind of thing is definitely no one believes, in China, the library is basically useless, now the development of the Internet has exceeded human imagination, fast-paced life, few people are willing to make a pot of tea, and then take a book there to read slowly.

I went to the city library once, I was looking up a book about the supernatural, when I went in, there was almost no one inside, only a few aunts sat there chatting, because it was the first time to go, so I didn't know how to find it, so I politely went over to ask, and the result was already clear, one of the freckles on the face of the woman pointed outside, and then asked me to check the computer myself.

At that time, I was angry, and then I simply left, I really don't understand, since there is no service, and no one can see why I want to build such a big library and buy so many books.

Seeing the person in front of me, my impression of the librarian improved a little, and he pushed it with his hand, "This is the one you are looking for?" ”

"Yes."

I turned the first page, and I saw Will's picture, but I still couldn't read what was written in it, and the old man was sitting across from me looking at me, and I had an idea and asked him.

I coughed, "Have you finished reading this book?" ”

The old man nodded, "It's very well written, few young people nowadays like to read this kind of book, you should be Asian." ”

"Yes, I immigrated to the United States with my parents." These are all dialogues designed by Mu Ruohua for me in advance, and the old man nodded, "Asia is a very magical place, especially China, which has a lot of mysterious cultures. ”

Hearing the old man mention China, I felt very proud at the time, indeed, the United States was only a few hundred years after the founding of the country, look at our China, up and down five years ago, the only pity is that these history and culture have not brought much impact on modern society.

"Yes, the author of this book seems to be here too!" I asked deliberately, and the old man nodded, "His name is Will, you'd better stay away from him." ”

"Why?"

The old man laughed, "He's a madman." ”

"People here are crazy."

The old man shook his head, "That's just the surface, Will believes that there are souls in the world, and people can control souls. After the old man finished speaking, he pointed to a place on the cover, and I glanced in the direction of my finger, the word was somewhat familiar, but I couldn't remember it for a while.

"It's interesting."

I laughed, laughter is the best way humans can hide it, whether it's fear, sadness, or whatever, "Take it and see it, but don't take it seriously." ”

I took the book from the old man's hand, and from the conversation I had just had, I could guess that Will should be like me, and that the book should be a story about ghosts.

I took the book and walked in the direction of the toilet, the area where we lived was very large, almost close to a hundred people, there was a particularly large activity area in the middle, there were a lot of books in it and paper and pen that could be used to draw, when I walked over, I saw a few people looking at a painting, the picture was a girl, a girl in red.

I couldn't help but stop, because the girl in the painting actually has no face, and the other positions are drawn very carefully and beautifully, the only thing that people don't understand is that the face is actually blank, without facial features, and it suddenly gives people a very uncomfortable feeling.

Suddenly, the person holding the painting shouted, and then picked up the pen on the side and drew it on the girl's face indiscriminately, those red brushes and ink fell on it, the girl's nose and eyes actually appeared, the person's hand kept stopping, and several people next to him had fallen to the ground and began to roll, at this time I heard a siren, and then rushed in from the outside.

The men were holding black sticks in their hands, which were batons, the electrified kind, and with a burst of swearing, the two men rushed over and electrocuted twice on the man's body.

The man's body twitched, and the moment he fell, his brush landed on the painting, and as the brush slid down, it left a red mark on the girl's mouth, as if it had just sucked blood.

Maybe it's really a cultural difference, in China, we used to call things that are different from humans ghosts, and in the United States, more people think that it is an alien, because of the physical mutation, such as zombies, vampires.

One of them grabbed the painting and tore it to shreds, and from his almost angry eyes, I saw fear, who the girl in red was in that painting!

The people lying on the ground were taken away at the same time, and I hid and watched, these people acted very rudely, and from time to time they hit the patient with their fists hard at the caught.

I can hear the screams, the screams are getting farther and farther away, getting smaller and smaller, this is really not a place for people to stay, walk along the corridor, soon see the toilet, I walked in, there was no one inside, so I took out the pill from my pocket and threw it in, I sprinkled a bubble of urine, as the urine fell on it, the pill began to bubble out, yellow-green gas, with a foul smell, I stepped on it, there was no water flowing out of it, I stepped on it hard, until I stepped on the third foot, with a bang, everything disappeared in front of my eyes instantly.

What kind of medicine is this!

I was really glad I didn't eat it, and just as I pushed open the door and was about to come out, I actually saw Will sneaking in from the outside, looking behind him, and it felt like a thief.

I stood inside and didn't move, Will went straight into the seat next to me, and I heard a very strange sound coming from inside, it was a strange sound, like a moan, and it didn't feel like it, Damn, I wasn't doing that kind of thing in there, I had a very strange picture in my head.

Just as I was about to go out of the inside, the sound disappeared, and there was a strange laugh coming from inside, and I stood on tiptoe, the partition was not high, so I could see inside.

I saw Will squatting there, actually looking at the he pulled out in surprise, my eyes were also attracted by him, I saw that there were actually several pills neatly placed on the, some black and some red, so I was definitely not the only one who secretly threw away the medicine in this madhouse.

I shrank back, fearing that Will would find out, and since I was stealing in such a place, I must not want anyone to know, and just as I was leaving, I suddenly stopped, and the next moment, I kicked the door open.

Will was startled, the whole person was pouted inside, his ass was facing me, his hand actually pressed on the shit, Will's first reaction was to press the flush switch on the back.

So, he really wasn't crazy, a madman would never have such good logic, with a bang, the things inside were suddenly washed away by the current, Will slowly turned around, and saw that it was me, Will actually smiled at me.

"Wipe your hands and come out."

I didn't want to stay in this kind of ghost place for too long, because I would really go crazy, so Will was my first breakthrough, and Will was obedient, tearing the paper from it and wiping it carefully.

"What are you doing?"

Will came out of it and pointed to his hand, obviously dissatisfied with what I had just done, I smiled a little, and then my face sank, "I saw someone throw away the medicine, if you tell someone about it, guess what?" ”

"Don't, never."

Will suddenly became very scared, his eyes kept shaking, he should be trying to figure out how to deal with me, Will looks like the kind of guy who is not very honest, and he can only be hard to deal with this kind of person.

"It's certainly not going to do me any good, but you should always let me get something." I said in that threatening tone, and I always felt that English was awkward, and it might have been better if I had spoken in Tohoku dialect.

"What do you want?"

"The way to get out of here."

"No, absolutely not, don't even think about this kind of thing."

Will took a step back, his expression at this moment was actually even stranger than the moment I said I was going to denounce him, "Why?" I kept his eyes on him, and I was sure that Will must have known some secrets.