On the second floor, the first room that Zhou Chu pushed open was a classroom, the desks were very neat, and there was dust everywhere, and there were no new footprints or handprints, I don't know what the road was, maybe it was the relationship between the air defense siren, or Fangzi felt that there was no value that should be explored, so it didn't appear here.

In fact, even Zhou Chu thought so, because the whole classroom was neat and empty, except for the empty desks, there was nothing superfluous.

It's just that Rao is like this, Zhou Chu still circled around the classroom, walked to the window, and his fingers unconsciously brushed the thick ash on the desktop, leaving a clear trace.

Finding nothing, he thought as he stood in front of the window, looking out the window.

This is the back of the school building, and from the window you can see a deserted football field, according to the rules of American universities, the basketball court should be in the indoor or further back gymnasium, so here, you can only see the football field with the running track.

As if he was suddenly touched by something, Zhou Chu's mind suddenly recalled his junior high school and high school days, although there were not many times in the classroom, but his classroom also happened to be able to see the court from the window, and it also happened to be where he was standing now, able to see out the window, next to the desk in the back.

I remember that at that time, I had to be in school, the night before I would always play late, or simply all night, the next day I shook Zhou Chu, who came to school, walked into the classroom with my group of fox friends and dog friends, fell asleep, got up at noon and ate lunch, and continued to sleep until dusk in the afternoon.

It was usually in the second class in the afternoon, or just after class, and Zhou Chu, who woke up, would look out the window blankly or with some interest, looking at the court under the sunset, and occasionally the interest would come up, and he would directly ignore the teacher who was still in class, so he walked out of the classroom directly and went to the court to join the game.

It was really carefree, I didn't know anything, I was not afraid of anything, I just did what I wanted, Zhou Chu smiled, and continued to immerse himself in the memories - the teacher's helpless expression, those good students were surprised at first, and then they became accustomed to it and even ignored his appearance, the joy and happiness when those fox friends hooked their shoulders and dogs.

Just like this, those memories are awakened in this way.

It's just that when Zhou Chu was immersed in this scene that seemed to be familiar, but in fact it was completely different, a breeze blew behind him.

Zhou Chu himself didn't notice it, but something else did—the origin virus that had been inhabiting his body and constantly transforming his body.

When the wind blew, the air movement driven by the tiny air flow was instantly transmitted to the back of Zhou Chu's neck, and was captured by the skin and pores, infinitely magnified, and instantly transmitted to Zhou Chu's nerves.

Someone!

Zhou Chu also turned his head suddenly for the first time, but saw that the corridor behind him was empty, empty and empty, but it was definitely not an illusion, from the tactile situation that was fed back just now, there were two almost simultaneous but different air movements.

The first wave of air change should have been a gust of wind, but at the same time as the wind passed, almost at the same time, a person walked quietly outside the door, so Zhou Chu could feel the two waves of movement at the same time, but completely different.

Looking at the empty and gloomy door, Zhou Chu's heart crept up a trace of palpitations, there is no doubt that this is an excellent reproduction of classic horror movie pictures, the only question is whether he will chase out of the door like those protagonists or supporting characters.

He gritted his teeth and rushed out the door.

The door was getting closer and closer, and at the moment of rushing out of the door, Zhou Chu also took a step as he had planned, and turned sharply, facing the place where the air fluctuations disappeared, his right hand had clenched into a fist, and he was about to give a hard blow to everything that would appear in front of him at any time. …,

But nothing.

Yes, there is nothing, even on the ground, there are only footprints of Zhou Chu when he came, and behind him, there is still a place of dust, there are no footprints, not even changes.

Sure enough, it is the realm of spirituality and idealism, Zhou Chu let out a long breath, calmed down his mood, looked behind him, and then shook his head, although he felt palpitations and horror, but this would not stop him and make him stop searching, otherwise in this way, the Silent Hill Town, which could become a classic scene of horror movies everywhere, would be enough to lock him up in the church and not be able to go anywhere.

It's just that even if Fangzi didn't arrive, he didn't find anything, if he had to say that he found it, it was just in the partition of the boys' toilet, Zhou Chu saw such a line of words.

"If I can, I am willing to sacrifice Samael with my blood in exchange for his arrival and the cleansing of this cursed half-dead land."

The name of the inscription is "Gabriel." ”

Zhou Chu transcribed these words, and after also writing down the name, he planned to go to the two smaller buildings and gymnasium behind the school to have a look, at least here, for the time being, there was nothing.

It's just that at the moment when Zhou Chu walked out of the teaching building, he, who had a keen sense of hearing, heard the deathly silence in the distance, and there was a singing voice.

Someone is singing!

Zhou Chu's breath suddenly stopped, and he tried to distinguish and listen, yes, in the occasional whistling wind and death-like silence, there was a song that was difficult to capture, but there was a real song, coming from the other end of the distant Silent Hill town.

Without hesitation, Zhou Chu pulled his legs and ran over there, in Silent Hill, or in all the idealistic horror worlds, everything that is abnormal and unexpected, weird, and changes the normal may be related to the ultimate truth, so no matter what the song came from, he must find and see how it came out.

This is what he heard after he came out, in addition to the sound of the wind and his own heartbeat and breathing.

The more he ran to that side, the clearer and audible the sound became, the buildings on both sides were rapidly receding, and the singing was getting louder and louder, and Zhou Chu could even hear the content of the singing.

Male voice, and not English, but Chinese, accompanied by the sound of musical instruments.

This made Zhou Chu even more surprised, and the speed on his feet also accelerated a lot.

After rushing through the corner of a street again, Zhou Chu stopped, because he saw the source and origin of the song.

At the entrance to what appeared to be an underpass, a young-looking, bearded man, holding a guitar, sat on a canvas bag, and sang while playing the guitar, his voice young but hoarse.

"When the light and shadow of dawn and sunset intermingle

We fled every screaming city

A blinding light appeared from the distant sky

Just as freedom awakens our confused hearts"

Zhou Chu instantly heard that this was Wang Feng's "Faith Floating in the Air", so he was very sure that he was a Chinese, at least a Chinese.

Although it was strange everywhere, listening to the somewhat hoarse voice, Zhou Chu didn't know what Lu Dao was about, so he put his mind at ease, slowed down his pace, and walked over there. And the man, who was like a wandering singer, didn't seem to care about Zhou Chu's arrival, still playing the guitar there and singing in that hoarse voice.

"With the bell of liberty rings like a righteous judgment

You can hear more violent confessions and murmurs outside the window

The fragile tower collapsed with the void

The wall of blood trembled at the roar of lightning

For those who are alive but do not exist

Persist for the life of the good but bleeding

Pray for all sin and punishment and love and death

Fluttering for the future that we believe in but are confused~"

Then at this climax, the young man suddenly stopped and smiled at Zhou Chu.

"Hey."

Zhou Chu hesitated for a moment, but also responded.

"Hey."

He smiled, "Can I finish singing this?" ”

Zhou Chu nodded and stopped.

The young man smiled again, and plucked the strings again, more hoarsely, but also loudly as the string was plucked.

(Happy Valentine's Day, everyone)