Zhou Zhengwei is still running desperately. He felt like he had never run so fast.

The instinct for survival caused him to keep running, until he turned back to find himself alone in the empty hallway.

The woman didn't catch up with him, and even her teammates were gone.

Zhou Zheng felt a chill in his heart, and he didn't dare to run anymore, so he found a room and went in.

When I opened the door, I realized that it was a toilet. There are a lot of mops, brooms and other sundries in the corners of the walls.

Zhou Zhengwei somehow remembered those ghost stories at this time. As the first place where murders occurred in ancient times, Zhou Zhengwei is still a little jealous. But he didn't know if it was a psychological effect or what, he always felt that he vaguely heard footsteps.

He didn't dare to bet and carefully opened the last compartment of the toilet.

As soon as he opened it, he was shocked by what was inside.

There are many paper figures placed in it, and I can't see it clearly from a distance before, but next week it is close enough, and even the expression on the paper man's face can be seen clearly.

His cold sweat immediately flowed down, and he cursed in his mouth, "Grass!" How are there paper people everywhere! ”

The paper man was either missing an arm or a broken leg, his pale face was painted on his cheeks, and his blood-red mouth was slightly upturned.

Zhou Zhengwei even read a painful emotion from the paper man's expression. He pinched himself hard, trying to cheer up, "It's just a paper man, what kind of emotion is not emotional......"

But this paper figure gave him a very bad feeling, and just wanted to change the cubicle, but he heard the footsteps getting closer and closer.

He scurried in and locked the door inside, reassuring a little.

Zhou Zhengwei lay on the door panel as far away as possible from the paper figure, but this space is so big, no matter how far away, it is only a step away.

Zhou Zhengwei scolded the unlucky boss in his heart, "Isn't it just a haunted house?" As for being so serious! ”

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Zhou Zhengwei was already extremely nervous, his body was like a full bow, and he was about to break it with a little more force.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and finally, the door "creaked" and opened.

Half of Zhou Zhengwei's body was soaked with sweat, and the extreme tension made the flesh on his face twitch.

He cautiously lay down and looked out through the crack in the door at his feet.

"It's coming, it's coming!" Zhou Zhengwei's chest rose and fell violently, and he felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and he saw a pair of pale, bloodless feet through the crack in the door.

The feet walked to the first compartment, silently pushed open the door, looked inside, and then slowly walked to the second door.

It's a slow process, but it's torturous.

Zhou Zhengwei silently calculated how long it would take for it to come to him, and how much chance he would have if he fought with it.

After calculating it, Zhou Zhengwei sighed, no matter how he calculated, he didn't seem to be able to survive for a minute.

I don't know if I know my ending, but Zhou Zhengwei calmed down instead.

He crouched on the ground, keeping an eye on the movement outside, thinking that when it reached the penultimate compartment, he would rush out.

The figures outside are getting closer and closer, and Zhou Zhengwei is ready to go, silently counting down in his heart:

"Five-"

"Four-"

"Three-"

"Two—"

"One!"

Zhou Zhengwei yelled, opened the door of the compartment vigorously, and no matter what was outside, he rushed straight to the gate without squinting.

"Ahhhh!!h I'm fighting with you! ”

Zhou Zheng rushed to the door of the toilet for his life, screaming in his mouth, and ran out of the pile of paper figures with a crawl.

Zhou Zhengwei feels that he has done all his life's sports today, and this speed can even challenge Bolt. After this visit, he didn't take a letter if he didn't lose a pound.

Zhou Zhengwei was a little proud in his heart, but he escaped in the hands of that monster, and now who still says that he is cowardly and looks down on him.

But the more he ran, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he always felt that he was carrying something on his back.

His eyes rolled upwards vigorously, but he didn't dare to reach out and touch anything he could see, for fear that it would still be intact when he stretched it out, and if he retracted it, there would be a missing part.

Zhou Zheng wants to cry without tears, what is this! He's just here for leisure and entertainment, how does it feel like he's here to play with his life!

Unconsciously ran to the first floor, his speed was fast, he felt that he had broken through the limit of the human body, obviously panting like a broken bellows, and his lungs were like exploding, but he didn't seem to feel tired, and there was only one word in his heart "Run"!

He felt that he still had hope of clearing the level, he was so clever, and he was sorry for running away from the whole haunted house if he didn't clear the level.

But as he passed by a mirror on the first floor, his pupils suddenly dilated.

In the mirror, he was still himself, but a pair of papier-mâché hands were stubbornly on his shoulders, and the paper man's feet were grabbed by another paper man...... There are about seven or eight paper figures strung together like this.

He brought out all the paper figures in the bathroom!

This kite-like scene directly made Zhou Zhengwei stumble, and he danced a Mongolian dance in front of the mirror - shaking his shoulders wildly, but the paper figure was like glue stuck to his body, and he couldn't shake it.

Zhou Zheng wanted to cry without tears, and his body shook non-stop, this time he didn't want to get rid of them, but he was scared.

There was a cry in his voice, and he folded his hands in front of the mirror and bowed and bowed: "Little ancestors, please let me go!" I'm old and young, you go find someone else! ”

Then he stretched out his hand, and the paper figure rolled to the ground with a grunt.

"Damn!! The paper man opened his eyes!! ”

Zhou Zhengwei was so frightened that his eyes were already full of tears, and he watched the paper man slowly open his eyes, I don't know if it was his illusion, that look was very aggrieved.

He hates in his heart, you are still wronged, I didn't even say that I was wronged! You're about to scare Lao Tzu into peeing, okay?

A gust of wind blew, Zhou Zheng felt a chill on his sweaty back, glanced at the dolls scattered on the ground, and felt that his legs were weak.

He sat on the ground with his butt down, and he felt like he was breaking the can.

Zhou Zhengwei's face turned blue and his eyes were moist. He trembled and walked over to the paper figure and turned it inside and out—looking for a note.

"Uncle, this is too scary!" Zhou Zhengwei stroked the goosebumps on his body, and hated the two teammates who abandoned him: "These two little kings and eight lambs, when I go out, you will look good!" ”