In the darkness, Ye Ling ran desperately, dodging the shadow behind him.

He'd been running for a long time, but he still couldn't get out of the shadow, and what was inside it. Ye Ling is also a human, so he will be tired, he is already very tired, but he is still running and does not dare to stop, because he doesn't know if the guy in the shadows will also be tired.

Ye Ling finally couldn't run anymore, he stopped, supported his knees with his hands, bent over and gasped violently, greedily swallowing the slightly fishy moist air into his chest cavity and pressing it into every alveoli. The aches and exhaustion made him want to lie down and rest for a while.

But he didn't lie down, he didn't dare to rest, he wasn't sure if he was safe. Ye Ling also wanted to run some more distance, because the farther he ran, the safer he became.

He tried to move his painful leg, but he touched a soft-touch object, Ye Lingyi almost screamed in fright, forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and looked at the object through the faint light that came out of nowhere.

He finally couldn't hold back his scream, because he saw clearly, it was a corpse, the corpse was the school uniform of the school Ye Ling attended, and the terrifying face with bruises and sunken foreheads could vaguely recognize it as his classmate Fang Hua.

Ye Ling didn't know why Fang Hua died, let alone why his corpse appeared here, he didn't have time to think about it, because he saw the second corpse again, and looking at the graffiti stained with dark red blood on the same school uniform, he knew that the corpse was once called Wang Zeming. Then Ye Ling saw the third and fourth bodies......

More and more bodies appeared around him.

An indescribable fear enveloped Ye Ling's heart, and he felt as if his whole body was dominated by a yin and cold aura.

Then he heard the familiar footsteps again, and he didn't hurry.

Ye Ling tried his best to lift his legs and continue to escape, but his legs couldn't be lifted again no matter what.

The footsteps got closer and closer, Ye Ling's body trembled uncontrollably, and finally, the footsteps stopped, leaving only quiet, eerie quiet, quiet that would make people lose their vitality.

Ye Ling finally couldn't restrain himself and turned around, so he saw an old man, his face was wrinkled like a knife, his beard and hair were all white, only his eyes were pitch black, so black that it seemed to swallow everything, even the light, or the soul.

Then Ye Ling felt a pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw a silver metal piece shaped like a small sword piercing into his heart, and blood gushed out and sprinkled all over his hands.

The old man grinned and looked at him with a smile, and then two lines of blood and tears flowed down from the darkness.

"Ahh Ye Ling touched the shirt on his body that was already wet with cold sweat, and jumped out of bed to find a new one.

"Eh, I actually slept for ten hours in one nap. Looking at the table on the table, Ye Ling couldn't help but be a little surprised, and then felt more and more that the funeral in the morning was strange and strange.

Then he saw a shadow around the table that was out of place with him. "How is this ......." Ye Ling walked to the desk, and then found that it was a shadow crouching here, a humanoid shadow. The fear that had just calmed down in my heart surged again, and the cold sweat in my palms burst out again.

Ye Ling trembled and took half a step back, trying to escape from this room. The only way out of the house was the dark shadow, and he tried to rush out, but the shadow turned around.

In fact, it was not a turning back, because he had no face, no facial features, only a crack that could barely be called a mouth, which looked extremely abrupt and terrifying.

The black shadow grinned at Ye Ling, and the darkness in his mouth wanted to devour everything, just like the eyes of the old man in his dream. Ye Ling only felt that a thunderbolt exploded in his head, his eyes were dark, and he lay backwards with a scream.

"Drip-drip-" I don't know what the sound of the instrument woke Ye Ling up from his slumber.

Ye Ling looked at the miserable white ceiling and walls, and sighed that the ghost mansion was like this, but when he heard the noise around him, he couldn't help but turn his head to take a look. Then he saw the infusion stand and monitor next to the bed, as well as the teachers and classmates crying with joy in front of the bed.

"Ye Ling, you finally woke up, your parents were very anxious when they heard that you had an accident, and now that you are awake, I will go and inform them. The head teacher didn't expect to come to visit the class with the class cadres, and just happened to meet Ye Ling waking up, and he was a little at a loss when he spoke, but he finally didn't forget what to do. After finishing speaking, he and the squad leader and others retreated, and separately helped Ye Ling handle the formalities and contact his family.

One person did not leave and stayed.

Ye Ling looked at her face and his fingers twitched unconsciously.

But Zhang Yao didn't pay attention, she walked to Ye Ling's bedside, pulled out a chair, sat down, picked up an apple as a matter of course and began to peel it: "I heard the doctor say that you fainted due to excessive fright, and you also had a slight concussion." What happened to you today, don't say it's scared to watch a ghost movie. Zhang Yao raised his eyes and looked at Ye Ling with a smile, and the movements of his hands did not stop at all.

Ye Ling pondered for a while, thinking about that bizarre and terrifying and extraordinarily real dream, and wondered if he should tell her, "Actually, you may not believe what I said." ”

"Then I'll tell you about what happened in the class during the two days you were in a coma. Zhang Yao smiled disappreciatively, but suddenly felt a little uneasy, and he didn't know where he came from.

"Hmm...... I've been in a coma for two days?"

"Fifty-one hours, to be exact, from the time of hospitalization. Zhang Yaoqiang suppressed the inexplicable uneasiness and continued to turn the apple and the knife.

"And how did I get to the hospital?"

"Your neighbor heard a noise in your house, like someone had fallen, and no one answered the door for a long time, and knew that your parents were on a business trip, so he called the police. ”

"Well, did they find anything in my house, like something strange. Ye Ling pondered his words.

"For example, but I really haven't heard of anything special, except for you, a big idiot who can knock yourself out in broad daylight!" Zhang Yao waved the freshly peeled apple in his hand as if dissatisfied, and the apple peel fell in a rustle.

"Uh...... It was night, and ......" Zhang Yao stuffed the apple into Ye Ling's mouth, interrupting his embarrassing explanation, Ye Ling's face instantly turned red, I don't know if he was suffocated or what.

"Listen to me first, there is a very strange transfer student in the class in the past two days, named Ouyang Qingfeng. ”

"The name of the good soil. Ye Ling reached out and took the apple, took a bite and said vaguely, "Did he think he was writing a martial arts novel?"

".......Well, it's a bit of a thing, but he's pretty handsome. ”

“......”

A sudden ringtone broke the somewhat awkward silence, Zhang Yao took out his mobile phone and glanced at the text message he had just received, and then his brows furrowed, the more wrinkled he became, the tighter and tighter it seemed to be screwed together, she took off the black-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose, as if she wanted to get rid of the obstruction of the glass and see it more realistically, and the uneasiness that had flashed in her heart also resurfaced again.

"What's wrong?" As if the uneasy mood would be contagious, Ye Ling's voice trembled a little unconsciously.

Zhang Yao handed him the phone.

Then his brow furrowed as hers had been.

The text message has three lines, but there are only the first five words in his eyes: "Something happened to Fang Hua".