It was a dark and windy night, this was a murderous night, the men's dormitory building of Jiushan College, dormitory 104, I saw a cold light flashing, and something liquid-like shot out of the darkness. Directly splashed on the slender figure holding the sharp blade, and then she didn't look at the person lying on the bed to see what was going on, and walked out of the 104 bedroom with the knife on her chest.

Her steps are fast, but a little unnatural, a few faint starlights shine on her face, a long black dress, and smooth black hair hang naturally. Isn't that Lingling, I saw her holding a knife and walking straight forward in the corridor with her eyes half-squinted.

Out of the dormitory building, passing by the campus, Lingling walked quickly without looking back, and only stopped when he crossed the teaching building and came to the location of the dead man's tree on the mountain behind the school.

Far ahead, a large black banyan tree squeaks in the night, and its stretched black branches and leaves are windless, as if to warn the girl who has intruded into her territory. It seemed that as soon as she got closer, its dancing black foliage would grab her mercilessly.

A little moonlight through the dark clouds shone on Lingling's face, and there seemed to be crystal droplets of water sliding down from the corners of her eyes, her right hand trembling uneasily, and the knife in her hand also fell, and the blade plunged directly into the dirt on the ground.

"Hey, hey, Lingling has completed the task perfectly, how is it, have you seen your sweetheart?" Two dark shadows flashed out from behind the Dead Man's Tree, one fat and one thin, one tall and one short, looking eerie and eerie under the shadow of the Dead Man's Tree. Don't look at it, you may think that there are two ghost pestles there, and the two of them are surrounded by black, and they can't even find where their feet are, whether they are really standing on the ground.

"Ahh The fat black shadow came to Lingling slowly, and he reached out to wipe a handful of red liquid splashed on Lingling's face, and always maintained a hideous smile on his face.

"Tut-tut, look at this blood spattered, that picture must be very exciting. With a knife, blood splattered everywhere, and his head rolled to the ground, did he look at you with his eyes open? Hahaha~" The fat black shadow smiled and bent over, and the faint moonlight shone on his body, but he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

"Be careful with your laughter." At this time, an abrupt voice came from the darkness, and the fat figure looked coldly in the direction where the voice came, and roared with a terrifying expression: "Who, come out." ”

"Of course I pulled, the front foot called someone to kill me, and the back foot forgot about me. You're so sad for me, Vice Chancellor. Yang Jun walked out of the darkness, he was still holding half a watermelon in his hand, and he was holding a soup spoon in one hand and digging it into his mouth. The vice principal he called was naturally the fat figure, although his appearance became a little blurred, but Yang Jun still recognized at a glance that the person in front of him was the bastard he had worked so hard to find.

"How could you not be dead?" The vice principal clenched his fist angrily at Yang Jun, his blood-glittering pupils as big as an egg in the moonlight.

Yang Jun smiled brightly, and while sending a mouthful of watermelon to his mouth, he said to the vice principal: "You idiot, don't turn on the light, think that splashing red liquid is blood." These are the two big watermelons that Lao Tzu brought back today, and I am worried that I don't have a knife to open it, the vice principal is really sympathetic to the students, and the watermelons have helped me open them. ”

He ate the watermelon leisurely, completely ignoring the fact that the vice principal was already there like thunder. The picture before he came back tonight flashed in his mind, and when he came out of the Sichuan restaurant after washing the dishes and chopsticks, the second child in the restaurant caught up with him.

While saying thank you for his suggestion today, the boss raised his salary, and stuffed him with two large watermelons. I wanted to refuse, after all, people had already helped me avoid a beating, but what Er Xiao told him next made him pay attention to these two watermelons.

At that time, the second child attached to Yang Jun's ear, and said with some jokingness: "You kid is a peach blossom, there is a girl in a black dress who has been following you, and you haven't noticed it." But I see that she is holding a knife in her hand, is she sorry for the big girl? ”

"Anyway, I'm still an innocent little virgin."

If it weren't for the kindness of the second child, he really didn't know that the chill of the whole day today came from Lingling's killing intent towards himself, and he originally heard the first half of the second child's words, and he wanted to go back to Lingling, but as soon as he heard that Lingling was holding a knife in the second half of the sentence. Thinking of the last time Lingling was used by the vice principal, he had a chill, and thanks to his foresight, he went back to the dormitory and put the quilt as if he were sleeping in it alone. There were two big watermelons brought back from the pillow, and he himself hid in the opposite bunk, and Xie Xiaoying waited quietly under the bed for the drama to unfold.

Sure enough, as he expected, it was Lingling who was going to kill him, at first he thought that Lingling was forced, but then he followed her and looked at her unnatural walking posture and realized that this was probably a kind of hypnosis. Although Lingling is a walking dead, to put it bluntly, she is an empty shell puppet, and as long as she finds a way, she will be controlled.

Looking at the vice principal in front of him, Yang Jun didn't know if he would be run away by the other party this time, he was already ready to fight to the death. However, his disadvantage is also obvious, three people, uh, three and a half dead people to be exact, and he is a big living person bouncing around, and he has already lost more than half of the number of people.

'Draw a circle and curse the fool standing behind him and fall to his death, Amitabha, God forbid. Yang Jun muttered in his heart, drawing circles on the red flesh of the watermelon with one hand. By this time, the vice-principal had already made a gesture to the kitchen worker standing under the dead man's tree, and then the thin figure came at him.

"I'll fuck your mother's big watermelon" Yang Jun slammed most of the watermelon in his hand towards the kitchen worker, and then picked up a brick-like stone out of nowhere and greeted it. When he approached the kitchen worker, he was startled, and the kitchen worker who rushed towards him had no half of his face, and only one corner of his mouth was left.

The slightly hooked corners of the mouth were terrifying, and half of the fleshless face could see two rows of teeth "gurgling" against each other.

Then this picture became Yang Jun holding a brick in his hand, ready to shoot a strange Shuli who rushed over, and the kitchen worker's half of his face with only Sensen white bones was full of death. Somehow, Yang Jun gave up the action of going to shoot the top cover of the kitchen foreman, and slapped his face with only white bones instead. Because there is no flesh and blood on the left side of the face, for the right-handed Yang Jun, this gesture is quite easy to master.

Then a strange scene appeared, just as the drill in Yang Jun's hand smashed into the kitchen worker's face, a skull flew out entirely, and a few white teeth that had been broken out could be seen in the air. It's just that the kitchen worker's head was suddenly left with only a piece of flesh, and with a snap, the piece of flesh was on his neck.

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, a pair of withered hands were already on his neck, and when the suffocation sensation hit, he woke up that he had fallen into the hands of others, as long as the other party used a little more force, he could strangle him to death.

At this time, I didn't have time to explore why the last time I hit the opponent was like hitting an iron plate, this time it was just a simple brick that directly slapped off his skull. When the dry hands were about to be tightened, Yang Jun stretched out his foot and kicked at the latter, and his thighs were numb with a reverberation, and sure enough, it was because he slapped the other party's fatal place just now.

The kitchen worker stumbled a few steps, and suddenly fell down with a tilt of his foot, and Yang Jungang couldn't help but stop when he was about to rush up to make up for a few more feet. He saw that the kitchen worker really fell like this, and the headless body fell down as if it was unlucky to hit something, and with a muffled "poof", he saw a lump of flesh larger than a fist jump out of his body. It happened to be at the position of his chest, Yang Jun stared at it, and was immediately dumbfounded. What jumped out was a black heart, but it seemed to melt as soon as it came into contact with the air, and then the kitchen worker lay there upright, not moving.

"I'm Nima, this is really dead, my crow's mouth, phew. My curse has worked. ”

It's not just Yang Jun. The vice principal also looked at the kitchen worker lying on the ground in disbelief, although it was just a chess piece of his own, but how could it be said that it was a personal hand, and it was so simple to hang up?

"Is this the manifestation of the Buddha or the old man Jesus passing by, it really gives us face." Yang Jun immediately became proud, in fact, it was not that he really cursed the miracle, but that the kitchen worker was a walking corpse that was even lower than the half-ghost body, although some parts of the body would be stiff like iron, but for the fatal positions of the heart, it was the same as a person, very weak.

Just now, he fell, and the position of the heart happened to be on the handle of Lingling's knife that was still on the ground, and the handle of the knife inserted in the ground directly stabbed out his heart upside down.

But Yang Jun didn't feel proud for long, and he felt that his body was stiff, and he couldn't move. A yin wind wrapped around his body, and a layer of goosebumps immediately appeared on his back.

He saw the vice-principal standing there fixedly, but the clothes on his upper body had been torn, and a twenty-centimeter-long slit had been torn in his chest. The flesh and blood were tumbling outward, as if something was about to come out of it, and the vice principal's expression was still so hideous.

The chill was getting stronger and stronger, Yang Jun could only feel his body trembling uncontrollably, his eyes widened, and the blood-red pupils as big as a fist were staring at him coldly at the position of the vice principal's split chest.

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