In the early hours of the morning, Zhou Hai, who was sleeping in the dormitory, was woken up by the intense itching coming from his left hand.

Sitting up from the bed helplessly, the sleepy-eyed Zhou Hai scratched the back of his left hand vigorously, and did not forget to complain: "The dormitory environment of this factory is poor, and there are too many fucking mosquitoes......

With a frantic scratching, Zhou Hai felt the back of his hand itching more and more.

Stimulated by the itching sensation on the back of his hand, he immediately raised his scratching right hand and took a closer look, but the next scene made him frown.

At this time, the back of Zhou Hai's left hand was covered with countless black dots for unknown reasons, and it seemed that they were still getting bigger.

"What's the situation!" Zhou Hai exclaimed and jumped off the bed, walked to the side and turned on the light.

As the electric light turned on, Zhou Hai immediately looked at his right hand, but there was nothing in his right hand.

Then in a panic, Zhou Hai immediately ran to the balcony, turned on the light, looked at the mirror across the wall, and wanted to see if there was anything like this black spot growing elsewhere on his body.

But it's okay not to look at it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

Looking at his face in the mirror, Zhou Hai almost screamed in fear.

But because there were dormitories for other workers in the warehouse on the left and right, Zhou Hai, who was afraid of waking others up and causing misunderstanding, immediately covered his mouth to prevent himself from making too outrageous screams.

Then he took a breath, turned on the faucet, washed his face a few times, looked up and left and right in a panic for a while, and then looked in the mirror again.

Zhou Hai touched the eyebrow bone that was almost beaten last night, and now it is intact.

Then he looked at the rest of his body, and the pain in his ears, arms, and ribs that might have been broken in his abdomen had disappeared without a trace.

"What the hell is going on?" Zhou Hai looked at his left hand again in fear.

Zhou Hai, who originally thought that he was sleeping in an unclean dormitory, suddenly recalled everything that happened in that ancient tomb cave yesterday, didn't he just have a cut on the back of his left hand at that time, but disappeared when he walked out of the cave?

Thinking of this, Zhou Hai immediately ran to the dormitory in a panic and put on a cargo jacket and was about to leave.

Walking out of the dormitory where he was, Zhou Hai met a worker in the dormitory next door who came back from the night shift to greet him.

Zhou Hai, who was afraid of being seen that the wounds on his body had disappeared without a trace, immediately pretended not to have heard, and raised his hand to cover his face and walked quickly towards the downstairs of the dormitory.

Fortunately, he didn't meet anyone else along the way, otherwise Zhou Hai wouldn't know how to face it in the narrow stairwell.

Finally leaving the big warehouse, Zhou Hai immediately ran to the only bus stop in the nearby area that could help him return to Baili City.

But it's only five o'clock in the morning, and it's still more than an hour before the train departs.

Helpless, Zhou Hai could only sit at the door of the station and wait, while taking out his mobile phone to call Li Ming.

"Doodoo ......"

After dialing the number three times in a row, Zhou Hai remembered that there was no Internet access to this place except for a small signal in the rest of the large warehouse and the bus stop, and then he could only put away his mobile phone in fear and wait for the bus stop to depart.

Finally, after more than an hour of anxious waiting, Zhou Hai finally ushered in the first bus from the bus station.

Looking at the growing black dot on the back of his left hand, Zhou Hai panicked and inserted him into his coat pocket, afraid of being seen by other passengers waiting to get on the bus.

After a long wait, the bus finally sounded the name of the station where Zhou Hai was going to get off.

As soon as the station name was announced, he immediately ran to the door of the car and stretched out his right hand to ring the bell.

"That's it! Come on! Just press it once! ”

Then the driver's angry roar was heard from the front of the car.

The nervous Zhou Hai stopped what he was doing and waited for the bus to enter the station.

As the bus entered Baili City Station and stopped, Zhou Hai, who watched the door open, immediately jumped down and ran in the direction of his home.

In the process of running home, he dialed Li Ming's phone again, but there was a recording of customer service that no one answered.

Seeing this, Zhou Hai could only speed up his pace and run back to his apartment.

Back at the low-rent house, Zhou Hai opened and closed the door in one go, and then he took out his left hand in the pocket of his clothes in fear.

Observing that the back of his hand had turned into a black dot with a spiral pattern the size of a tail finger, Zhou Hai immediately ran to the toilet and turned on the faucet to flush it like crazy.

Soon, Zhou Hai found that flushing water could not touch his confusion at the moment.

"What the hell is this?" Then he brought a kitchen knife from the kitchen and began to scrape the back of his hand continuously, Zhou Haiurin said tremblingly.

But no matter how hard he tried, the back of his hand had already been shaved red and purple, but the spiral black markings never changed.

Recalling the description of the tomb robbers in the tomb robbery novels who itched and festered to death after being contaminated with something that should not be contaminated in the tomb, Zhou Hai was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"It can't be that you've been poisoned by corpses......"

Thinking of this, Zhou Hai dialed Li Ming's phone again, but there was still a recording of unanswered customer service on the other side.