If this man was wearing a pair of embroidered shoes, or even more bizarrely, a pair of straw sandals, I might have been afraid that he was a ghost. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But he's just wearing a pair of flip-flops, and it's clear that he's a pervert, so what's there to be afraid of.

Maybe this guy was also evil and ran to this strange staircase. Now I have no time to take care of myself, and I don't have the energy to take care of other people's affairs. I walked past him and ran up in a puff of smoke. Although this person is a pervert, he didn't embarrass me, he just sat there.

Now I don't seem to be affected by the alcohol, and my mind seems to be very clear. I rushed up in three or two steps, and was surprised to find that the pervert was still sitting there.

I've already run a floor, why is this pervert still here? Could it be that he ran faster than me, or did I run into a ghost hitting the wall and stand still for a while?

Now there was no other reference, so I kicked another railing and continued to run up in order to have a basis for judgment. It's not difficult to climb a floor, but it's rare to see something you don't want to see again. The man was still there, still in this position, as if he had never moved. But the kicked railing never appeared again, is there really such a pervert on every floor?

No, he's not a pervert, he's a ghost, he must be a ghost. Only ghosts have so many clones that they can teleport and therefore appear on every staircase. But this ghost does not pounce on people, nor does he stand still and show his teeth and claws. He just sat there quietly, not knowing what tricks to come up with.

I kept running upwards and wanted to take any chance I could. Although I don't believe that I can go back to my dorm room by going back to the eighth floor. But I can't help it, this is the only hope, the last hope. I didn't want to die, so I had to grab it.

Soon I ran to the eighth floor, and as expected, it was still a bare white wall. I leaned against the wall and slapped helplessly against it. I'm not just scared, I'm a little tired of it. What the hell is this ghost trying to do, is it just to see me like a little mouse who has fallen into a trap, fearlessly struggling for my own fate?

"What do you want to do, what do you want to do?"

My roar seemed as ineffective as air to this ghost. In fact, it was not ineffective, because although he did not reply, he stretched out his hand and pointed upward.

I followed his hand and looked up, but I saw nothing but the ceiling lamp.

Ceiling lamp, I suddenly thought of a little. There is a picture in the ceiling lamp, isn't there a person running in that picture? I used to think that the person was chasing me, but now that I think about it, it may not be that the person is chasing someone, maybe just running away.

Could it be that the person painted in the ceiling lamp is me, and does it indicate that I will run here until I die?

The thought of this frightening possibility made my heart clench. I don't want to die yet, at least not at such a young age. I'm not a nerd who only knows how to study with my head covered, but I'm not a stupid person either. Unlike Xiao Gong, who was bought with all money, I was admitted, although my score was lower than normal.

Since I was a child, the elders in my family liked to say that I was smart. When I was about to graduate, I was able to enter the university after half a year of hard work, and I must have a more active brain than normal people. I knew that I must have fallen into a cycle of death, and if I wanted to live, I needed to break it.

But in any endless loop, there must be a breakthrough node. My problem now is that I can't find this node, or how can I break through if I find it?

This is a simple hallway, without any complications. If there's anything wrong here, it's this ghost that pops up out of nowhere. But he's a ghost, what can I do with him?

Even though I knew that this ghost was the breakthrough node, I still didn't dare to provoke him. I just want to live, but I don't want to die. Even though he had been running around this ghost for so long, he hadn't done anything to me. But once he does it, how can a mortal like me be his opponent?

I continued to run upstairs to see if there would be a miracle. When the miracle didn't happen, I started to hit the place that was supposed to be the entrance of the stairway again. I think the fake is the fake, maybe the wall in front of me is just an illusion, and if you hit it hard, maybe it will show its original form.

But actually, I was thinking too much about it. A wall is a wall, and even if it's an illusion, it's not something I can break. I hit it three times in a row, but it bounced back each time. Except for the pain of hitting myself, there was nothing to gain from it.

I touched my aching shoulder, and then looked at the ghost with resentment. He still sat there, without any movement or sound, like a clay statue.

"You want me to die, hum, it's not that easy." At this point, I don't know why, but the anger far outweighed the fear. I didn't care how powerful this ghost would be, and I pounced on him. It's a big deal, that's what I thought in my heart, but my hands were still a little shaky.

Originally, I was going to rush over and grab the oni by the neck with my hand. But when he really did it, he involuntarily retracted his hand and just bumped into him with his body.

I've heard that ghosts are invisible, and maybe when I bump into them, the ghost will disappear on its own. Even if he doesn't disappear, he will let me pass through. Maybe the ban on ghosts will be invalidated, and I will be able to return to the real world safely.

I crashed into it, but it wasn't what I expected. This ghost is not some formless virtual body, but a real person. But it can't be said that it doesn't work, because when I hit it. The place where the ghost used to sit was no longer a staircase, but a window.

Although the ghost is a physical entity, it seems to be very light, like a woman. He was knocked out of the window by me, and I reached out and grabbed the edge of the window with my hands behind my back. It was so dangerous, I almost flew out with the ghost.

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, and then I realized that I had come out of the illusion that had trapped me. It's just that it's not in the corridor, but in the corridor of its own floor.

What's going on? Was everything before just my hallucination? I couldn't figure it out, I just felt so sleepy, so sleepy that I didn't have anything else to think about.

I didn't go down to look for Xiao Gong, but went back to the dormitory by myself and continued to sleep with my head covered. The next morning, I was woken up by the boss of the dormitory: "You kid, why did you skip class again?" But I've got you covered, so don't forget to treat you, boy. Anyway, you kid is really a god, this morning was so sensational, our entire dormitory building was alarmed, and you kid is still sleeping like a pig. ”

"What's the matter?" I rubbed my hair, then stretched, "Hey, did you see Xiao Gong?" ”

"That kid is less reliable than you, I haven't seen him in a long time." The boss approached me and said mysteriously, "If I hadn't told you, you wouldn't have guessed what happened today." Let me tell you, our dormitory building is dead. ”

"Dead people? Who is it? ”

"It's not the boys in our dormitory building who died, it's the girls in the graduating class who secretly came to fool around with their boyfriends. I heard that it fell from the window at the end of the corridor of the dormitory building, and the person ran out of breath at that time. Later, when the freshmen were running drills in the morning, someone found her, and the whole dormitory building was like a fried pan. ”

"Most of the graduating class went to internships, so they came to the high school two-person world, right?"

Hearing my words, the boss smiled lewdly: "Hehe, let's get the world of two people to the underworld." I heard that when the girl died, she didn't wear anything but underwear, and even the slippers belonged to her boyfriend. Now that the school police have arrested his boyfriend, this kid still says that he was wronged. ”

Boss, I continued to gossip there, but my mind suddenly went back to last night.

The ghost had long hair, but he didn't leak out what clothes he was wearing. And she was so light, and she was wearing a pair of flip-flops. Could it be that the man was not a ghost, but a girl who ran into the boys' dormitory?

"Boss, what does that girl look like?"

"Hehe, I knew you couldn't hold it back, so I had to ask this." The boss first glanced at me with that **** look, and then said mysteriously, "The boy who was arrested by the police is a graduating class, but the girl is a freshman." Have you forgotten that when we went to the freshman orientation party, you kept saying that the dancing girl was pretty? It's the brightest one, dancing solo, and the hair is very long, and it looks like a few meters when you shake it. ”

When I heard this, I also had an impression in my heart. And the girl's hair in my memory is very long, it's hard to say how long it is, but it will definitely cover most of her body when it hangs down.

Thinking of this, the cold sweat on my body came out, even more than when I met the ghost last night. Because a ghost has died a hundred, but if you kill someone, you have to be arrested and shot.

I didn't bother to talk to the boss, grabbed a piece of clothing and ran out. I hurried to the top of the stairs and ran down, only to see the kicked railing around the corner.

Last night's events weren't all illusions, there must be some of them true, otherwise where would the kicked railing come from. Did I really kill someone?

I felt my legs go softer, even softer than when I drank Sister Feifei's wine that day. I didn't know what to do, because killing someone is not a trivial matter. If the wronged boy refuses to admit his guilt, the police will definitely come to the door. (To be continued.) )