Chapter Twenty-Three: Substitute Death
There was no collision between ice and fire, and there was no spectacular confrontation, when the fists collided with each other, the black resentment entangled in the ghost hand opened its mouth like a fierce beast and gradually devoured Yang Tian. Yang Tian's resistance seemed so weak, and even he himself was just a bystander, his body being dominated by an unknown force.
The black blocked his eyes, and Yang Tian could only see a bright light in the gap between the darkness, and he couldn't see what was coming out. Time seems to be tied, and every second of this moment is progressing with difficulty, and the collision between the two is like playing in slow motion.
When the two passed by, Yang Tian knelt on one knee, and his body finally returned to his control. One of his hands was flowing down from his shoulder. There was a crisp "snap" behind him, Yang Tian turned his head, the mask had fallen to the ground and cracked, and the body of the ghost marquis slowly fell to his side.
"Jun" Yang Tian took two steps forward, and raised his hand with difficulty to support the fallen body, but when his eyes touched the man's face, he froze.
The person in front of him was not Yang Jun, but another person, and it was a face that was not unfamiliar.
Yang Tian trembled and stretched out his hand, he pinched the man's face: "Li Ming, why you?" ”
He turned his head to look at the left hand, the black arm was fading, and even in the dim coffee room, he could clearly see that the hand was gradually turning white.
didn't have time for him to take a closer look here, so he directly picked up Li Ming Yang Tian and rushed out of the door of the coffee house, now that it was so late, the school's medical room had been closed, and he could only go to the hospital. But tonight, I don't know what evil happened, and I couldn't see a car passing by all the way.
Although Jiushan Old Street and New Street are only separated by a street distance, they are completely blocked by the buildings in front.
Seeing that he could reach the thriving pedestrian street by bypassing the building in front of him, Yang Tian suddenly stumbled, leaned forward, and Li Ming slid down his back. He wanted to help, but his right hand was already injured, and he couldn't use his strength at all, and being pressed by Li Ming made him grit his teeth in pain
With two "poofs", Li Ming fell down his forehead, and Yang Tian also knelt on the ground because of pain.
He struggled to get up and go to pick up Li Ming, but saw that many small black spots appeared on Li Ming's face, and they quickly condensed into pieces of black spots.
That's a corpse spot! Yang Tian's eyes widened, he took two steps back in disbelief, and the hand that had just been raised to pull Li Ming trembled and drooped down.
Yang Tian sat paralyzed under the street lamp, and he had already called Ling Xueyan. Li Ming should have been dead for several days, otherwise there would not be corpse spots on the corpse, a puff of smoke spit out, and Yang Tian looked at the dim street lamp above his head with some weakness
Time goes back three days ago.
Li Ming walked towards the school with his shaking body, he had just gone to attend the classmates' birthday party, and he decided to go back to school to rest first. The others saw that he was already drunk, so they didn't stop him, and the one who went back with him was a boy who sat in the corner and didn't speak.
Li Ming walked in front, the alcohol will make his heart beat very fast, and when he walked, he only heard the sound of "plopping" heartbeat, how much he wanted the next step was his own bed, he could lie down and sleep directly.
He only felt that his head hurt, his throat was very dry, and his stomach was bulging and swollen, as if something was going to come out of it, but his throat was blocked by something. This feeling of wanting to vomit and pressure is the most uncomfortable moment after drinking, but alcohol is an indispensable thing in the city to anesthetize oneself, he can make people instantly drop all the pressure and fall asleep, without thinking about anything.
"Why are you walking so slowly, I'm so uncomfortable." Li Ming shouted at the person behind him, the boy always kept a few steps away from him, Li Ming walked as he went, and stopped as he stopped.
Rubbing his eyes, Li Ming wanted to open his eyes to see the appearance of this boy, but he could only see two overlapping and separate shadows, this boy looked a little strange, not like a classmate in the same school. Although he is about the same age, he doesn't look like a student.
A burst of drunkenness hit, Li Ming ran to the wall and leaned against the wall and vomited, he really drank too much tonight, obviously someone else's life, but he was always drunk.
A hand slapped him on the shoulder, and he was startled, and the boy appeared beside him silently, his face looking a little blurred. His expression was stiff, he kept the same smile all the time, and his cheeks were puffy, a bit like a girl.
"You scared me a lot, when did you come here?" Li Ming stretched out his hand and poked the boy's pink cheek, and the feeling of piercing the paper came from his fingertips, he looked at his fingers, squinted his eyes and smirked.
"I'm drunk, how does your face look like you've been poked by me."
After saying that, he staggered forward again, but when he turned around, he almost hit the wall, Li Ming scratched his head suspiciously, and was about to turn around and ask where the direction was. A hand behind him stretched out and pointed to a small path next to him, Li Ming squinted and looked over, and it happened that the end of the path was the school gate.
"Yo, when did you get a shortcut?" Li Ming said and walked in, it was very dark in the path, but then the alcohol strengthened his courage, and he still did not have the slightest fear.
When he walked to the middle section, a gust of wind blew, and Li Ming shuddered. The wind came so suddenly, and it pierced every pore of his body, and the feeling of goosebumps bouncing up made his scalp tingle. The cold wind also made him a little more sober, and he began to feel frightened, and he couldn't help but speed up his steps, and by this time he had completely forgotten that there was someone behind him.
Li Ming kept looking left and right, and then he opened the door and walked in.
He froze, and only after he stood still did he remember that he had just made a gesture to open the door, and he actually opened the door.
Looking at the other side of the trail just now, this is clearly the gate of the school, how could he make the action of opening the door, Li Ming only felt cold.
It was pitch black, he didn't know where he was in, and he was sure that this was not the school. It was a strange place, something in the darkness invisibly bound Li Ming's hands and feet, he only felt that it was difficult to breathe, and there was a kind of power invading his body, slowly pulling away his life.
He could clearly feel his soul being grabbed and pulled out, he was very afraid, his body trembled uncontrollably, but he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth.
There was the sound of footsteps behind him, and the sound of "popping" was slowly approaching, and the hairs that stood up seemed to have touched the breath of death in the air. Li Ming only felt that his breathing became twitching, he couldn't move, and he couldn't turn around to see where the footsteps behind him came from and from which person.
His heartbeat almost overlapped with the sound of footsteps, Li Ming closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at the thing that would approach later, his body kept shaking in place, and water droplets were already dripping down his trouser legs.
Suddenly, the footsteps disappeared, and when they were about to approach Li Ming, they disappeared. Li Ming tilted his ears, and after making sure that the voice did not appear, he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly opened his closed eyes.
Two cold snorts hit his face, and what Li Ming saw was a face with only the upper half, no longer visible below the nose, and only one bone in his neck supported half of the shaking head. It was the boy just now, and there were still marks on his left cheek that were punctured by Li Ming with his fingernails, a small cut.
"Ah~"
Li Ming screamed, it was the pain that gave him a voice, and the boy in front of him had already broken open his stomach, and then squeezed his whole body inside. Li Ming saw that his internal organs, intestines, and what he had just eaten were squeezed out. His voice was slowly weakening, but his consciousness clearly felt the cracking of every piece of his skin, and the pain of a person squeezing in his body.
No one heard his screams, and no one knew where he was, until consciousness was annihilated, and there was only darkness all around
Yang Tian sat quietly in the corridor smoking, although students are forbidden to smoke, but men will always need cigarettes as a partner because they are bored, it is indeed a harmful thing, but it is also indispensable.
He leaned weakly against the wall, the light in the corridor could not illuminate the darkness he had plunged into inside, this was the basement of the hospital, that is, the secret place of Ling Xueyan's house. The first time I came to save Yang Jun, this time it was also because of Yang Jun, but it was just someone who was implicated with him, his tablemate, Li Ming.
"You must live." Yang Tian squinted, and through the smoke he spit out, he saw Yang Jun's figure.
The door opened, Yang Tian threw away the cigarette butt and stood up, a man came over with a frown, his eyes looked at Yang Tian with some disgust, probably because he didn't like the taste of cigarettes, and saw him sniff.
The man lifted his glasses, he opened a document in his hand and said, "Li Ming, the time of death was between ten and eleven o'clock in the evening three days ago. The cause of death is extreme fear, that is, being scared to death, but there are no facial features that a person who is scared to death should have. So, you should know what forces are influencing it. ”
Yang Tian showed such an expression, three days ago, he was almost in the hospital, and Li Ming had been dead for three days, so there would be corpses.
"What about the mask?" Yang Tian immediately remembered the mask that had fallen in the coffee house, and when Ling Xueyan and the others arrived, they also brought it back by the way.
The man with glasses held his glasses again and said: "Ordinary masks, the others have not been found for the time being, maybe you can go back to school and see, who Li Ming and last met three days ago." ”
It's certain to go back to Jiushan Academy, and he still has to go to a place because of the many paper figures he saw in the coffee house last night.
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