I took a deep breath, picked up a steel bar from the side, and slowly walked towards the third floor.

I had just stepped up the stairs, and before I could take a step up, a cold wind blew down. From the moment I entered the building, the cold wind never stopped, as if it had been blowing down from the third floor.

Step by step, even if the cold wind kept blowing down from the third floor, I had no intention of retreating. When I stepped on the third floor, a strong wind blew in my face, and it almost didn't off the floor.

I managed to stand on my feet against the strong wind, and then walked up the stairs to the third floor. Standing on the third floor, the wind is very strong, and if you are weak, it is very likely that you will be blown out directly.

Around the third floor, there was no shelter, and the wind around me was constantly blowing from all directions as if consciously. I gritted my teeth and walked forward, and in front of me was the place where the incident had happened, and I held up my flashlight to shine on the ground over there.

As soon as I saw the ground in front of me, my brows couldn't help but furrow, and the ground was actually blood red. It's not printed red, it's blood-soaked red, and it looks very conspicuous.

According to what Mr. Sun said, after this kind of thing happened, he dealt with the scene as soon as possible. This place should have been cleaned, there could be no bloodstains, why is there so much blood here?

I stood from a distance and watched, not only because of the thick bloodstains, but also because I felt that the blood on the ground had not yet dried up.

With the attitude of taking a look, I walked towards the eerie piece of ground in front of me, wanting to see what was going on. I walked very slowly, always aware of my surroundings, and especially when the wind was so strong, I had to be careful.

With a flashlight in one hand and a steel bar in the other, I slowly approached the eerie piece. When I got closer, the whole person was stupid, and the blood on the ground hadn't dried yet, and it looked like it was still alive.

I touched the blood stains on the ground with the steel bar, and as I thought, the blood stains had no intention of drying. I don't know if it's my delusion, but I always feel more and more blood on the ground, as if oozing out from below.

I looked at it for a while, and in an instant goosebumps came out, and blood was really bubbling out of the ground. It's just ordinary concrete, how can it be possible to regurgitate blood?

Just as I was startled, the wind grew stronger, as if someone was crying in my ear. I stood still and didn't dare to move, for fear that if I moved a little, I would be swept away by the strong wind.

The wind blew for a long time, and I stood here not daring to move, and slowly I felt something approaching. I subconsciously grabbed the steel bar in my hand, and if something unexpected happened, I would take action immediately.

Slowly, the feeling grew stronger, and I subconsciously looked at the top of the staircase, where something soon appeared. I took my flashlight and looked over there, and a figure came up from downstairs, very slowly.

He walked very slowly, and it took him a long time to see his head, which should be a worker at the construction site. His eyes were confused and there was no expression, so he walked step by step to the third floor, and he walked very strangely.

He walked on his feet, like wearing a pair of high heels, and quietly came to the third floor step by step. The flashlight in my hand shone on him, and he didn't respond at all, as if he couldn't feel the light.

"Hey! Wake up! I yelled to wake him up.

No matter how much I called him, he walked towards me as if he couldn't hear him. When I saw him coming, I couldn't help but frown and take a few steps back to the side.

I don't know why, but at this time, the wind actually stopped, and the entire third floor was silent. I watched as the man approached me, walked past me, and walked straight into the pool of blood.

I didn't dare to come closer, and I now wonder what was going to happen. The man stood in the blood, slowly knelt down, and then began to dance as if he were performing some kind of ritual.

I don't understand it, I don't understand what it means, I just know that it's certainly not an accident that he's here. Sure enough, I watched it like this for a while, and something strange finally happened, and the blood on the ground actually boiled.

The blood on the ground was very strange, as if it was alive, and it began to slowly converge towards the center. The man standing in the middle, completely unaware of the danger, was still making strange movements.

It wasn't until the blood water completely gathered around him that he stopped this boring trick and plunged directly into the blood water. I didn't expect that when he buried his head in the blood, the blood began to climb up on him.

Seeing this situation, I didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and directly picked up the steel bar in my hand, ready to rescue this man. Before I could stretch the steel bar over, the strong wind, which had suddenly stopped, suddenly blew again.

Such a strong wind made me lose control of the steel bar all of a sudden, and I had no choice but to hold the steel bar in my hand with both hands.

Looking at the blood on the ground, which was about to completely erode this man, I immediately hit this man with a decisive blow.

"Ahhh......h

I hit him hard, and the man instantly came to his senses and got up from the ground. He had just gotten up, and before he could come to me, his eyes immediately became foggy.

"Hey! What's wrong? What happened to you? I asked loudly, but I didn't get a response.

He was back to his original form, and I couldn't help but call him again to see if I could wake him up again. As a result, this time, he had no reaction, and he fell to the ground directly.

He fell to the ground, and his whole body convulsed, as if he had gone mad. I frowned, threw away the steel bar in my hand, and rushed over to get him out.

But when I rushed over, an invisible force came at me, and I was directly thrown out. I fell to the ground, blood staining my body, and the man screamed in pain.

Because I was very loud before, at this time, Mr. Sun had already brought someone here, and it was just a few workers. They rushed to the third floor and just happened to see the scene, the man twisting on the ground in a strange position.

It was as if someone was messing with this guy, and the sound of his bones shattering in this silent place was particularly harsh. He screamed in agony, blood pouring out of him, but no one could save him.

He looked at us helplessly, and he was slowly twisted into a ball, and then fell to the ground in the blood water.