"Is this here?" Yang Jun looked at the familiar scene in front of him in horror, wasn't this the scene where his consciousness came to Li Cheng's body?

Sure enough, a familiar fat figure under the big tree in front of him was there with a hoe. Yang Jun wanted to pick up the stone on the side and throw it over, but his body was not under his control at all, and he walked straight towards the familiar figure.

"Ahem, classmate, what are you doing here?"

"Don't pretend, you murderer." But when the words came out, it became: "It's nothing, it's just a walk." Headmaster, do you want to grow something, I'll help you. Then he stepped forward quickly, threw aside the cauliflower in his hand, and reached out to take the hoe from the headmaster's hand. There was a feeling of tension at the other end of the hoe, Yang Jun looked up and met the principal's somewhat angry gaze, that angry look was like looking at an enemy, the hoe was tightly held in the principal's hand, Yang Jun looked through the gap in his raised arm at this time and saw the thing that was half-buried in the soil.

Where is the dish? The black I just saw was messy hair, and the thing was clearly a human head, the head was lying horizontally in the dirt, the left half had been buried in the dirt, the messy hair covered most of the face, and the broken neck was dripping with blood

"Whew~" Yang Jun sat up in shock, the familiar nightmare woke him up, and he suddenly remembered that Li Chengcheng died in the back mountain the day before the start of school and was killed by the vice principal.

Yang Jun was a little remorseful, he didn't make a sound, it should be said that when he came to 50 years ago, it was already after the incident. "Dog, let me come here, not to let me come back to watch the show." Yang Jun scolded and got up and got dressed, and when he walked through the first room, he deliberately pushed the door and didn't open it, but there was no sound inside.

He had to hurriedly go downstairs to go to the banyan tree in the back mountain, when he walked out of the dormitory building, the sky was already slightly bright, and he felt the humidity in the air, and the time was about 5.6 o'clock in the morning. Autumn was early during the Republic of China, and now you can see the thick white fog in the mountains.

With limited vision, Yang Jun felt that he couldn't go over empty-handed, otherwise if the murderer was still there, he would be left there.

Now there is no Yang Tian, a guy with good skills, he is fighting alone, his soul crossing and losing his ghost hand, he is really tossed by fate.

Picking up two bricks casually, Yang Jun walked to another mountain, it was almost impossible to cross the mountain directly, the only way was to go back to the school, and then enter the location of the back mountain from another direction. Yang Jun himself can't figure out which hill he lives on now, but what he can know is that the place where the dead man's tree is in the mountain behind the teaching building.

In the morning, the campus is very quiet, and there are no other figures walking around in the visible distance of only about ten meters, probably dreaming about the mental state of the first day of school.

Of course, if someone sees him now with a brick in his hand, he looks like he is going to kill someone, and it is impossible not to be frightened, so no one moves around is in line with his thoughts.

When he came to the location of the back mountain where the Dead Man's Tree was located, the fog appeared even thicker, and the visibility had dropped to a range of 5.6 meters. The visibility was so poor that if it weren't for the fact that the dead man's tree was big enough to imprint a dark shadow in the thick fog, it would really not even be able to tell the direction.

However, when the distance gradually narrowed and his vision became clearer, what he saw was a somewhat shaky body hanging from the tree.

A pair of eyes are seriously protruding, and the tongue is also long out, who else can this hanging body be besides Li Cheng. Yang Jun angrily smashed the two bricks in his hand against the body of the tree, several pieces of bark were smashed down, and the broken hole began to drown out slightly red water traces.

Following the traces of the water, he saw that there were pieces of meat on the ground that had been cut into slices, and the blood on the meat had dried up and turned purple-black, but the slices of meat piled up in a pile were the same as the divided body of Li Cheng that Yang Jun saw in his dream.

Suddenly, Yang Jun only felt a chill all over his body, and the hairs on his body almost stood up. It seemed that a pair of cold eyes were secretly looking at him, but he didn't know where those eyes came from.

Yang Jun couldn't stop turning around and looking around, but there was no other movement around him except for the thick fog that was tumbling up by his movements. "Smack!" A drop of liquid fell on his head, and Yang Jun slowly raised his head.

Oh my God, those cold eyes turned out to be Li Cheng's corpse hanging on his head, and he was grinning coldly at Yang Jun at this time. The liquid just now was saliva dripping from his mouth, and the heavily bulging eyes began to be covered with bloodshot blue and purple.

"Hey, hey, hey" A cold laugh came out of the corpse's mouth, and the long tongue that was pulled on the outside seemed to lick Yang Jun's face.

This feeling of coldness all over his body was very familiar, and his body began to become a little stiff, this was the situation when he first came into contact with this tree, but now Yang Jun has dealt with this tree so much, and his body is still uncontrollably stiff.

Li Cheng's corpse slowly slid down, knowing that his cold feet were shaking against Yang Jun's face, he was not wearing shoes, and his feet were terrible white.

But then the terrifying thing happened, the pair of miserable white feet that wiped Yang Jun's face began to bulge, Yang Jun's eyes widened, and he could clearly see that there was a group of things swimming wildly in the bulging feet. The feet had been inflated like balloons that had been blown up.

Yang Jun clearly saw that the black group like small insects in the feet was rapidly gnawing on the flesh and blood of the corpse in front of him, and what was bulging was only a layer of skin on the surface. The puffing up look was already like a balloon about to burst, and the skin became more and more transparent.

It can't go on like this. This thought quickly flashed in Yang Jun's heart, if the skin in front of him burst open, the black worm inside would pounce on him, and then gnaw him with him.

Just before the foot ball was about to explode, Yang Jun bit the tip of his tongue with all his might, and at this time, the feet had begun to crack, and Yang Jun had to roll on the spot and out of a distance of two meters. Then I heard a muffled "poof", and black worms burst out of those feet with black liquid. Each insect seemed to have a mouthful of fangs, and when it pounced, it flashed with a cold light, but the little worms did not fall to the ground, but stuck to the bark of the tree and blended in.

Li Cheng's corpse was still smiling at him, but that face began to peel off layers of skin, until his appearance changed and became a different look, it was not Li Cheng.

Yang Jun was stunned, it turned out that the killing of Li Cheng 50 years ago that he had experienced was only a part of it, that is to say, the current Li Cheng had been buried in this big tree.

But the hanging corpse was none other than the vice-principal himself.

"How is that possible, what's going on? , can anyone tell me, what the hell is going on? Yang Jun roared like crazy, his hands pounding the dirt on the ground hard, and a trace of blood stained the black grass he had smashed down.

The body hanging in front of him was the vice principal, and who was the vice principal who lived in the underworld? Who was burned two years later, and the one who appeared in front of him 50 years later to kill them?

Yang Jun only felt that his brain was in chaos, thousands of questions were crawling in his mind like ants, and the confusion that was fascinated by illusions kept piercing him like needles. It feels like being controlled by someone, and everything seems to be watched by a pair of high eyes, and from time to time they will stretch out their hands to control the situation.

The !! of the Frontier What a complex existence

Yang Jun didn't notice that when he was grabbing his head, countless vine-like tentacles had already stretched out towards him, and when he was about to be grabbed by those tentacles, a figure blocked in front of him.

"You don't want to die!" The figure scolded and pulled him up and ran, and the tentacles began to go crazy and came out of the ground, dancing like snakes and running towards the two of them, the heads of the tentacles were like tongues with open mouths, and the two running figures were like food in their eyes.

Yang Jun woke up at this time, and when he wanted to see what was going on, a tentacle was about to hit his back. There was a flash in front of him, and the figure running in front of him was gone, and then he heard a muffled sound behind him, which was the sound of flesh being penetrated by something.

Turning his head, Lingling was behind him, but one of Lingling's hands was pierced by a tentacle and fell, and that hand danced in midair. Yang Jun's eyes widened, he could clearly see that the broken arm, the black tendons were shaking, the flesh and blood were uneven, and the bright red blood was flowing down.

Lingling's figure suddenly rushed towards Yang Jun again, and the two of them fell to the ground. "You don't want to die, you actually came to look for the bad luck of this tree, didn't you see the corpse hanging on it?"

The snake-like tentacles had slowly retracted, and they didn't continue to pursue the two, and Yang Jun looked at the girl in front of him in horror. Although I heard her say that she was a dead person, watching a girl's severed arm twist and grow flesh was even more disgusting than watching a 3D zombie.

Yang Jun clutched his chest and endured the discomfort that surged up: "Lingling, do you know that tree?" ”

"Because, the person who raised this tree is where we live now."

Yang Jun immediately jumped up: "Could it be that the person who raises the tree is not the one hanging on it?" ”

"You want to know? Come with me! ”

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