The headless body and the hanging 'human head' he had just seen, Miao Yin was puzzled again.

At this moment, a whispering voice sounded strangely behind his head.

"Slag...... Slag ......"

It was meaningless, but it was continuous, as if someone was saying something behind his ear.

Drifting with snow, it was so cold that the heat would freeze in an instant, Miao Yin's forehead actually oozed a layer of cold sweat, he knew that there could be no one behind him, because of such a thick snow, even if he tiptoed, it was impossible not to make a sound at all, but that kind of whispering voice appeared so weirdly.

He turned his head with a slam of his head, and the nature of a soldier made him not lack decisiveness.

There was nothing behind him, and the sound disappeared at the same time.

Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong, a large-scale power outage, it was undoubtedly a bombshell for these recruits, if these guys had already started to rebel before, but after a few minutes, none of the soldiers made a sound, and the silence was like a cemetery.

A coldness spread out in his body in an instant, could it be that the headless strange thing had already slaughtered the people inside, so would he care about killing one more?

He turned around and wanted to escape, but at this moment, a drop of slimy and cold liquid hit his forehead with a bang, and he subconsciously wiped it, the feeling was like touching a gummy candy with strong flexibility, and it was pulled out dozens of centimeters long at once.

What is it? He trembled, and he knew that if he dragged it out a few more centimeters, he would know what it was. But he didn't have the courage at all at the moment.

"Ahh He screamed, trying hard to knock the thing off his forehead, but it was too sticky, and this force instantly stretched it by more than ten centimeters, and he finally saw what it was.

It was an arm, which looked particularly pale against the snow, and under his gaze, fingers slowly sprouted, followed by jet-black nails that made people chill all over the body.

"No!" When those nails were closed to grab him on the cheek. He finally tore it off. Throw it hard, and without hesitation, you will run away.

"Hehe......" A burst of sounds that seemed to be squeezed out of his throat kept ringing in his ears.

It was still around, and he bit his lip. Resist the feeling of prostration. Can't fall down. Running and running, a memory came out of his mind for no reason. That was Meng Fan's memory when he entered the woods, when the few of them were about to leave. Just when I could see the barracks halfway through the walk, the barracks lights were turned off one by one, as they are now. Then he saw that Ge Congyu's head was very weirdly crooked, and his lips showed an exaggerated smile, very strange, it was obviously such an abrupt thing at that time, he and Jiang Dabao were not the slightest surprised. Moreover, after the incident passed, he could not remember it at all, and he did not remember it until now.

"Remember?" Twilight, a voice came from above his head, and he looked up, a strange head tilted, dead fish-like eyes staring straight at him.

Ge Congyu! Miao Yin was startled, and with a pop, a body fell, stiff as a stone, but he was still talking a second ago.

At the same time, Ge Congyu's stiff body folded up, and his head clicked and turned, one hundred and eighty degrees, three hundred and sixty degrees, and seven hundred and twenty degrees...... It's like a puppet, and its head keeps turning.

Puppet! He suddenly remembered the legend and swallowed it with a mouthful of saliva, as if he remembered why Ge Congyu was a puppet, but he couldn't remember anything.

Finally saw the bedroom building, all the lights were on, the light seemed to dispel part of the fear, he ran in, and saw the familiar Jiang Dabao sitting there with peanuts, and his heart was quiet.

Grabbed the tea made by Jiang Dabao and poured a few sips, jumped on the bed, wrapped the quilt tightly, and the warm feeling dispelled some fear again.

"What's wrong? See a ghost? Jiang Dabao threw away the peanut shell and asked.

Miao Yin was excited, and Jiang Dabao scolded: "Damn! You won't tell me that Lao Tzu really saw it, right? ”

"Do you believe it? I really saw it. Miao Yin looked out the window and said in a low voice, he seemed to feel that Ge Congyu was not far away, maybe just outside the window and turning his head strangely.

"Do we need to be afraid?" Jiang Dabao stood up and said coldly.

Miao Yin found that his face had always maintained that look, even if he frowned, and for such a long time, his eyes were always open, and he didn't blink a single bit.

Trying to swallow a mouthful of saliva, Miao Yin stepped back, his body already touching the wall: "Why don't we be afraid?" ”

"Looks like you've really forgotten about it." Jiang Dabao sighed, this demeanor, coupled with his unchanging face, was indescribably weird: "Your obsession is too deep, and you are still thinking about promotion, we will die a long time ago, aren't we?" ”

After speaking, his head clicked around, just like Ge Congyu, and the mechanical sound was ugly.

"Nope! I didn't, I was breathing, my heart was beating, my body was still hot. It is you who die, it is you. Miao Yin screamed, but then he was stunned, he touched his nose, he didn't breathe, he put his hand in his chest, his heartbeat couldn't touch it, his hand was cold, and his body was also cold.

"Nope! It's an illusion. Miao Yin shouted hysterically.

Jiang Dabao stepped forward and slapped him in the face, and his head clicked and turned, one, two, three times...... When he stopped, he remembered all the events of that day.

Halfway through, the moment he saw the lights in the bedroom go out, four headless bodies stood clearly at the window, and when he covered his mouth in fright, one body quickly entered the woods, stopped in front of them for a second, and then the other ran over, he grabbed Ge Congyu's head and clicked around a few times like a screw, keeping his head in a weird crooked position. Jiang Dabao was grabbed by the third headless corpse that ran over, and his head was also twisted off. The last one caught himself, and he remembered the touch, it wasn't a corpse, a puppet to be precise.

The light flickered a few times and went out, and Miao Yin saw several headless corpses standing at the window, one of which he felt extremely familiar, and he looked down at his current body in confusion, the texture of the wood, and the rings of the year.

"I see." He muttered, finally understood.

The lights in the barracks were extinguished one by one, and the four corpses in the window were moving.

"Don't!" Miao Yin roared bitterly.

This voice could only be heard by him and Jiang Dabao, the sleeping soldiers on the other side of the wall were still asleep, and only the four soldiers who were playing in the snow felt a flower in front of them, as if something had happened...... (To be continued......)