"The seventh night after the woman's death." Indefinite lowered his voice and said in a very cautious tone, "There is a man who died in the cell where she was originally held. ”

"Didn't you say the cell was blocked? How can anyone still die inside? September asked strangely.

"He didn't die inside the cell, he died outside the cell." He pointed to the white wall and said, "I died there." ”

Indefinite tells us that the man's death was very strange, he was facing the cell, standing upright, and he did not fall to the ground at all, and if it were not for the prison guards, it would not have been possible to find that it was a dead man.

"At that time, everyone thought that the man was in a daze, but who knew that he was dead." "After the man fell to the ground, the prisoners found him standing with two words written in blood. ”

"Guess what?" Wuji asked mysteriously on purpose.

"Seven days?" September guessed.

Indefinite shook his head.

After we guessed a few more casually, we didn't say it for a long time, and finally he simply said, "Forget it, don't guess, I'll tell you." ”

"The one who died was a man of about forty, and only the fingers of his right hand were injured, and according to the identification, he bit it himself, and those two blood words were written by his hand."

"What the hell are the words?" March felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, and finally spoke again.

"Those are two crooked words painted on the wall." After a pause, he suddenly shouted, "There are ghosts! ”

His scream frightened us all, especially March, who was so frightened that he sat on the ground.

"This Nima is really exaggerated." I looked at March and thought to myself.

"Where the ghost is, you scared me to death." March sat on the ground and said with a sad face.

"I mean, those two words are 'ghosts.'" Indefinite shrugged, "You coward, you still don't admit that you are cowardly." ”

Without waiting for March to speak, Wu Ji continued: "Because those two words are written in blood, the last drawing of each word has been dragged on for a long time, and of course the prison guards don't believe in the ghosts and gods, so they cremated the man and paid his family some money. ”

"I thought that was the end of the matter." "But on the second night of that time, another person died there in the same position, but this time there was no previous blood, but the strange thing is that the person died with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were obviously overly frightened and forgotten." ”

"The death of a second person is not the end of the matter." "From the seventh day of the woman's death, every day one person stood there and died in the same position, and there were no wounds on their bodies, only strange expressions, some with remorse on their faces, and some with satisfaction...... This went on for a week. ”

"So strange......" September asked, "are you saying this is true or not?" ”

"It must be true...... "It could be false, who knows." ”

Hearing this, I hurriedly asked, "What about later?" Didn't you say that there was only one woman on the fourth floor? How could anyone die there? ”

"Later, the matter seemed to be over, and the death penalty did not tell me." Wu Ji said to me, "At that time, patients were often arranged to come to clean the fourth floor, and they came in turns every day, and the people who died were the ones who came to clean. ”

"I don't know what happened next, but it's weird enough, isn't it?" "This is a prison secret, and very few people know about it. ”

"You say...... Could it be that the ghost of that woman is haunted? September whispered, "We're so close here, she's going to die and come to us, whose life do you say she'll take first?" ”

As he spoke, he looked at March, and March said depressedly, "Look at what I'm doing!" “

Although March only said four words, we could all hear that his voice was a little shaky, and he made fun of him again.

In the end, it was my turn to say that I directly adapted the first ghost I encountered, Liu Ling, and told it in a funny way, but after listening to it, they were obviously not interested.

After that, we each went back to bed and got ready to sleep, and Wuji and September fell asleep shortly after they fell, and only March couldn't sleep after tossing and turning in bed.

"March." I watched March toss and turn, unable to sleep for a long time, and simply asked, "Did you hear a woman crying before?" ”

March was obviously stunned for a moment, but ignored me, and instead went to sleep under the covers.

It seems that this kid was really scared, but he didn't even dare to say that I was also drunk.

Seeing that he ignored me, I had no choice but to fall asleep and stop paying attention to the woman's voice.

Now that I'm in prison, I don't even care about other people's affairs, and I don't even know if I can get out of this broken cell safe and sound.

Thinking of this, I fell into a deep sleep, to say that it is good to put down the package on my body, this sleep is much better than before.

When I woke up the next morning, I was not awakened by a nightmare, but by a loud scream.

"Dead!"

"Knock knock."

"Dead!"

Hearing this, I opened my eyes and found that the sky had just dawned, but the prisoner on the fourth floor seemed to be stimulated by something, constantly screaming for the dead, and constantly beating the iron fence with his hand, making it thump.

At this time, I saw that March, September, and even eight years were standing at the gate of the floodgates, with strange expressions, but they were not noisy.

I leaned in and said, "What's going on?" Smashing so noisy? ”

As I spoke, I looked at the place where they were looking, and my face turned white at this sight.

I'm kidding me, what I was talking about last night happened today!

As far as I could see, there was a man lying in the middle of the last cell and the penultimate cell, and there was a man with five bloody holes in his head, and blood was constantly flowing from them, and the bloody holes looked like they had been scratched out by hand.

Around his head, there was blood and something white like brain, but at the moment it was not white, but snow-white.

The man's eyes were wide open, almost O-shaped, and his most was open, and the expression looked strange.

Because of this person's death, the entire fourth floor was filled with the smell of blood, and all the prisoners couldn't be calm, and they all made noise, trying to lure the prison guards over.

"It stinks." I covered my nose and said, "Do you smell a stench?" ”