A few people swimming were shining flashlights on a relatively close window, and at the front of the crowd was Lao Gao, his height was the same as his name, very tall, one meter nine tall, thin and tall three or two splashes and rowed out.

But the feeling of treading water from under my feet seemed to be a little wrong, as if I had stepped on some fragile entity!

"What's going on with the water quality over here?"

"It seems that there are a lot of impurities in the water, and there are a lot of substances similar to frog eggs."

Saying that, Lao Gao put on the windowsill on the water, fortunately the glass was not closed, otherwise I don't know how many creatures would be alarmed with a broken window.

"How?"

Huang Hang watched Lao Gao lying on the windowsill and shining a flashlight inside, without speaking or going in, as a sniper, how could he grind and chirp like this, it was right to be decisive, and when he saw that Lao Gao had no reaction, he couldn't help but ask again.

"How?"

But the strange thing is that Huang Hang didn't have any reaction after these two shouts.

Huang Hang, who found the abnormality, and the two people behind him looked at each other a little, as if they had found that something was not quite right, and they pulled out their military thorns to guard the surroundings.

Rushing......

In the slight sound of paddling, Huang Hang said in sign language, one person got on the patrol boat, one person was on guard, and he climbed up to see what was going on.

The two of them nodded affirmatively at Huang Hang, and in the gentle whooshing sound, layers of tiny waves rippled away from his movement point on the water.

On the surface of the water, which was covered with countless scraps of paper, they could see that in addition to the surface of the water, they could see that there were countless tiny worm-like creatures swimming in the water.

They're fused together with countless confetti balls, etc., and it's hard to tell them apart, let alone have a much larger liquid catfish egg grabbing attention. And how could these four people know what these little invisible transparent worms are, when it comes to vigilance, they are completely focusing their attention and vigilance on the larger mutated creatures.

For example, catfish monsters, goblins, and mermaids are so tall that they don't think that they are in the hands of such a tiny creature.

"Old Gao?"

"Old Gao?"

Huang Hang, who was lying next to Lao Gao, pushed Lao Gao twice and called his name gently, but the former didn't have any reaction, and still lay on you and didn't move.

The light of the flashlight illuminated the scene in the window, nothing special, it was all bookshelves, and it was very clean, just a layer of ash, there were no mutated creatures, and there were no books or blood stains scattered on the ground.

Everything is so orderly, it's just that no one has come and cleaned it for a long time, why does Lao Gao look at it and don't move?

Huang Hang, who really didn't understand the situation, stared at Lao Gao, who was motionless with his eyes open for a few seconds, and then couldn't help it, and slapped Lao Gao on the shoulder.

"The devil scared you?"

Syllable!

With Huang Hang's powerful palm, it was like breaking Lao Gao's last sensory nerve.

"Ah——!h

The latter suddenly let out a heart-rending shout, stretched out his hands and scratched his neck fiercely, and Lao Gao, who had lost his ability to grasp, suddenly fell straight down.

Huang Hang, who reacted very quickly, grabbed Lao Gao, this is not comfortable, how heavy Lao Gao is, Huang Hang, who had not climbed in, grabbed the windowsill with one hand, and held Lao Gao with such a big body in the other, this pull almost didn't tear off his arm.

Huang Hang yelled at the old man who was scratching himself frantically:

"it!"

"Lao Gao! What the hell did you encounter a ghost? ”

But I saw that the latter's screams were extremely desolate, sharp and piercing, as if they were enduring some kind of inhuman torture! The other two observers were shocked by this scene, and they came over to help, and after the two of them caught Lao Gao.

Lao Gao's hands had already scratched his neck, and the blood was pouring and seeping, including his face and neck, and the green tendons were squirming all the time.

A few people watched creepy, what's wrong?

Lao Gao, who kept screaming, suddenly stopped shouting in the eyes of the three people, stared ahead with his eyes wide open, his hands hanging down weakly, and the last bit of essence in his eyes had all disappeared......

"He's dead?"

Huang Hang was still hanging from the window, looking at the miserable situation of the old man below in disbelief, quite panicked......

"Yes!"

"Lao Gao is dead!"

Although Lao Gao's observer didn't dare to accept this fact, he could only honestly accept the fact, just such a person, such a big piece, a strong will, and a strong physique would die?

Inexplicable!

"What's going on, is there really a ghost?"

"Nothing strange happened along the way? Or did he not come across anything strange? ”

Huang Hang, who kept throwing questions at the two people, really didn't dare to accept this fact, and finally arrived at the library, and as soon as he put it on the windowsill, a person died?

Who would dare to believe that there is no ghost in this matter, but the mission must continue, they are all soldiers, and they can't return because they have died a comrade-in-arms, what awaits them is the hope of countless people and countless people.

"Forget it!"

Looking at the faces of the two people who were also confused, Huang Hang had no choice but to say forget it, it is inconvenient to waste too much time now because of Lao Gao's death, and what he has to do is to complete this task perfectly for the dead Lao Gao.

"You come up, and then you pull the corpse of Lao Gao onto the patrol boat, and if nothing happens, you can explore the library quickly."

After commanding the two observers, Huang Hang shook his numb arm, pulled himself to the windowsill with great force, and the flashlight shone around again, and after making sure that there was no danger, it fell down with a bang, splashing a layer of falling ash.

The water stains on his body dripped under his feet, accompanied by countless dust, making Huang Hang step by step, the shoe bar chirping, holding the military thorn in his hand, relying on the only light in his hand to walk quickly in the middle of the two columns of bookshelves.

Da Da Da ......

No matter how light the steps on the wooden library floor were, Huang Hang, who was covered in water, still stepped on it with a bit of a clattering footstep, which made Huang Hang can't help but greet the designer here.

Tucao is complaining, Huang Hang, who has walked a distance, found that there was indeed nothing abnormal and began to run, he was looking for an exit.

After running in one direction for more than ten meters, I found the exit, only to see that there was a glass door locked with iron chains.

Wobbling and shaking a few times, nothing happened except for a few hits of the glass door and metal chain.

"Okay, then break the door!"

Just when Huang Hang's heart had just decided to break the door, a scream came from the window behind him!

"Not good! What's wrong? ”

Huang Hang, who secretly screamed in his heart, suddenly looked back and ran, and he followed his previous footsteps and sprinted to the windowsill.

"No, it won't! Are there really ghosts? ”